Did he travel to the wrong time and space again? He asked the nearest old man wearing glasses and a cotton robe: "Uncle, where are we? What era is it now?"
The old man shook his head and said: "This kid has been beaten silly. What era is it, the war era? This is a temporary prison cell for the Japanese. You have been thrown in for a long time. The little Japanese said that you are very magical and should be kept for use. He said that the bullets should be used for shooting
Even if it goes into your head, you won’t die!”
It turned out that the Japanese soldier discovered Lang Shuoyang and secretly shot him with a black gun. However, he found that he was not dead after being shot. The bullet remained on the back of his head and fell off when he picked it hard with his fingers. He was surprised and simply bandaged him.
, and carried it to a warehouse facing the street. This was a temporary prison where they imprisoned Chinese people.
Lang Shuoyang looked around him. The bayonet was gone, the golden blanket was no longer around him, and his hands were tied behind his back. At this time, he was completely powerless and could not break free from the rope.
At this time, a big man came over and asked Lang Shuoyang: "Are you a national soldier?"
Lang Shuoyang shook his head. The old man wearing glasses said: "This child is not old, so the Japanese will not hurt him."
The big man said: "Yesterday I saw a Japanese soldier pick out a several-month-old baby with a bayonet. Do you think they kill people based on their age?"
The old man shook his head and sighed: "What does the war between the two countries have to do with the common people? But it is us civilians who are suffering the most."
"So we should not feel that the matter has nothing to do with us. Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country. We must find a way to go out, find our own troops, and fight the Japanese to the end." The big man said angrily.
"How can we, ordinary people, stand up to the Japanese's machine guns and artillery? The so-called murder of thieves is powerless!" The old man was still shaking his head.
The big man glared at the old man and looked around. There were about twenty people in the prison. All of them had dull eyes and no expression. No one responded to his suggestion.
Lang Shuoyang asked the big man: "Are you a national soldier?"
The big man nodded and said: "Well, I am the platoon leader of the 3rd Platoon of the 7th Company under the 159th Division. My name is Wu Yongfei. Our troops stayed behind to provide cover and failed to evacuate. The national troops who are now staying in Nanjing City
There are also many soldiers in the army. If these people can be organized, they will not be afraid of disturbing the Japanese."
At this time, a thin young man sitting in the corner spoke: "I'm afraid it's useless no matter how many troops you have. I saw with my own eyes a whole group of national soldiers being led away by the Japanese with their hands raised, and they were all as obedient as sheep."
The big man sighed and said: "It's not that our soldiers are cowardly, it's just that our weapons can't match the advancement of the Japanese invaders. Our deputy division commander Luo Cequn died in the defense battle. I heard that the Eighty-seventh Division's 25
Brigadier Yi Anhua of the Ninth Brigade also died in Nanjing Mochou Lake two days ago." After Wu Yongfei finished speaking, everyone felt sad. After a period of silence, the people in the room began to talk about the atrocities of the Japanese, and they were all worried about themselves.
fate.
The old man wearing glasses said: "I hope they are just looking for Chinese soldiers and will let us go if they find that we are common people. After all, we have never resisted them. For us ordinary people, we are all the same no matter who becomes the emperor."
Not only do I have to work for five buckets of rice, I will have to pay taxes no matter who is in power."
Lang Shuoyang took over and said: "As far as I know, the Japanese did not only kill Chinese soldiers. They raped, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. In the nearly six weeks after the fall of Nanjing, they killed hundreds of thousands, regardless of whether they were ordinary people or soldiers, old people or children.
, I just don’t know if any of the people who were killed are among the people here.”
The old man pushed up his glasses, looked closely at Lang Shuoyang's face, shook his head and said, "This kid is scared. It's all nonsense."
Lang Shuoyang had no idea. He knew that if he told the truth that he had traveled through time, they would think he was alarmist, let alone believe him.
The big man Wu Yongfei snorted and said: "No matter what, we can't sit still and wait for death. We must find a way to get out. There are not many Japanese guards guarding us. I am prepared to stand up and resist together if there are Japanese soldiers coming in soon, grab the guns and capture the hostages."
Then rush out, and if you don't succeed, you will be successful."
A big man dressed as a farmer next to him scolded: "Fuck you if you don't succeed. If all you soldiers had this courage, Nanjing would not have been lost. Now we, the people, are required to fight hard. We are not so stupid."
We have not committed any crime, and the Japanese will not imprison us for too long."
The old man responded to the farmer: "Isn't that right? We are all good citizens who abide by the law. No one participates in politics. It doesn't matter what we do when the two countries are at war. As long as we obey the Japanese, why do they want to kill us? There must be a reason?"
The thin young man said: "The Japanese are now looking for the remaining Chinese troops everywhere. If there are any who are hiding, they will be guilty of the same crime as the Chinese soldiers." He just muttered in a low voice, and then buried his head in his arms on his knees. He said
After saying this, everyone turned their eyes to Wu Yongfei without saying a word.
But Wu Yongfei knew what they were thinking. He was afraid that he would implicate them, so he stood up and puffed out his chest: "If you think handing me over to the Japanese can save your lives, call the Japanese soldiers in now to expose my identity."
, I will die to save my compatriots, and I, the surnamed Wu, will never complain!"
Everyone looked at him, but no one said anything.
Lang Shuoyang could see that this group of people were determined to protect themselves. If any Japanese soldiers came in at this time, one of them might actually stand up and identify Wu Yongfei.
Lang Shuoyang respected Wu Yongfei very much and felt that people like him who could face life and death calmly were real men.
Lang Shuoyang stood up as soon as he puffed up his chest: "Brother Wu, if the devils come in later, I will listen to you and we will resist together."
Wu Yongfei nodded approvingly, patted him on the shoulder and asked: "Little brother, what's your name? If unfortunately I die soon, at least I know that there is still a child who is upright and sincere!"
"My name is Lang Shuoyang."
"Well, in ancient times, there was Qin Shubao who stood up for his friends, and now there is Lang Shuoyang who fights for the country against the stubborn enemy!" Wu Yongfei laughed loudly after saying this. When the laughter stopped, as soon as the door opened, several Japanese soldiers rushed in and slapped their rifle butts on each other.
He knocked Wu Yongfei and Lang Shuoyang who were standing on the ground to the ground, and kept yelling: "Damn it, what are you yelling at in the middle of the night?"
Lang Shuoyang originally wanted to resist, but his hands were tied and he had gunshot wounds on his head and shoulders. He was accidentally hit on the back of the head with a rifle butt, and he suddenly became weak.
The Japanese soldiers beat the two men violently and then retreated. Lang Shuoyang and Wu Yongfei lay on the ground for a long time before getting up. Wu Yongfei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "As long as you stay alive, I won't die in vain."
If you drop it, you have to kill a few Japs to get it right."