"I'm slaughtering the whole village. It's really him, it's so damn harsh." Erhuzi stuttered a little, "I'll let me catch a bastard, cut into pieces and tear apart, and relieve my hatred."

"Go back and tell the villagers all this so that they can know what the Japanese are like." Qiangzi said loudly with a gloomy face: "Damn it, if you don't sacrifice your life to fight them, this is the way to die."

Meng Youtian recovered a little, his mind became much clearer, and said angrily: "I still shout twice when killing a pig, but I don't believe it. A five-foot-high man is not as timid as a mouse, but can be killed like a sheep. Everyone wants to be safe and live well, but if you catch up with this world, don't sacrifice your life to fight the Japanese, can you?"

After pausing, Meng Youtian pointed to Tumen Village and continued, "What are the old people, women and children, who are hindering the Japanese? They have to kill them all? Today is Tumen Village, and tomorrow it may be our Shili Village. For our parents and relatives, we have to fight for this life. Kill one is enough to earn money, kill two is enough to earn one. If the Chinese have this energy, he will be afraid of many Japanese people."

"My mom, I have a big scar on my head. Eighteen years later, I am still a hero." Erhuzi wanted to follow Meng Youtian's words, but his mouth spoke out the condom words when the bandits from the martial arts world came to the execution ground.

Meng Youtian didn't want to argue in detail. He waved his hand and said, "After going back, I passed on all the things here and what I said to others. You should also think about it carefully. Let's check the village, and maybe there are some lucky people who live together. Come back tomorrow, and we will bury all the people who died. Let's do some Chinese duty!"

"Then let's start now!" Qiangzi began to distribute personnel, two people in groups, divided into three groups, entered the village, and searched one by one along the street.

When Meng Youtian saw Liu Feng again, she had already directed several subordinates to carry the bodies of the victims onto Lao Wu's cart. Meng Youtian said her arrangements, and Liu Feng nodded gently and told Meng Youtian that she was going to take people back to the old camp in the mountains and wait for Liu Wushuang to come back before talking about everything. Then she led Meng Youtian into the large mansion that was only half burned, opened the cellar in the backyard, and asked Meng Youtian to get what he needed, which was a thank you for help this time.

Some food, guns and ammunition were stored in the cellar. Meng Youtian was in a bad mood and only took one of the 38-large covers that Liu Feng promised to give him, accompanied by more than 100 bullets, so he crawled out with Liu Feng.

"This village is completely destroyed." Liu Feng sighed with a slim expression.

Meng Youtian pondered for a moment and said lightly: "That may not be the case. I have some ideas, but I am not sure."

"You are not going to move here, are you?" Liu Feng asked in surprise.

"I can't say it!" Meng Youtian shook his head gently.

Liu Feng hesitated for a moment and said, "Then, let's leave this cellar to you. Now the only one who knows about this is me and the fourth uncle are left." Then, she added, "Although our big warehouse has been burned, the reserves of our old camp should be enough."

"I won't move for the time being. If you need it, come and get it." Meng Youtian glanced at Liu Feng gratefully and said, "As for my thoughts, I have to wait until the spring is over."

"I'll give it to you if you say it." Liu Feng seemed a little angry, "What if you come here to get it? Don't believe what I said, do you think we are so poor that we are the only thing left?"

"I don't mean that." Meng Youtian waved his hand listlessly and said, "Okay, I'll accept this gift, thank you!"

"This thing is nothing compared to your contribution to saving the fourth uncle. The fourth uncle's injury should be fine. I just need to rest for a few more days." Liu Feng felt a little disappointed, but he still told Meng Youtian the news that the old camp came to find her subordinates, although there was no reason to let Meng Youtian go with her.

"This is really good news." Meng Youtian pursed his lips and said, "Don't tell others about killing several Japanese devils. By the way, I'll take time to bring people into the mountain to see if those Japanese devils are still there."

"What are you doing? How great is it to let those beasts be eaten by wolves and dogs?" Liu Feng asked in confusion.

Meng Youtian pondered for a moment and said, "Psychologically, hope is the driving force that exceeds fear. I want everyone to know that the Japanese are just like this. They still die after being shot, and they are disgusting when they die."

"Hope is the driving force that exceeds fear?" Liu Feng repeated it, falling into silence and thinking.

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Tumen Village is smaller than Shili Village, with only more than 60 households and more than 200 people. After this catastrophe, only seven or eight people survived. In the large cellar next to the ancestral hall, there were corpses everywhere, and they were killed by grenades thrown by the Japanese. Only two children protected by their mothers survived. In other people's homes, grenades were thrown by the cattle cellars that were found, regardless of whether there were or not.

It was busy that they could not wait until after 8 o'clock in the evening, and the group got on the cart and headed towards Shili Village. Liu Feng and his people kept helping each other and set off together. After walking along with Meng Youtian and others, they each took their own way.

"If they dig deeper the cellar, maybe there will be more people." Erhuzi frowned tightly as he heard the crying sounds on the cart behind him.

Meng Youtian's "one ear" had already gone to pull the cart. He sat next to Erhuzi, sighed and said, "Whoever thinks so long, who would have thought that the Japanese would suddenly come here."

"Didn't you think of it?" Qiangzi tightened his collar and said, "If it were our village, sir, sir, sir, don't say such unlucky words."

"Those who say or not will always come." Meng Youtian smiled bitterly and said, "The affairs of Tumen Village may be able to alert the villagers. If you want to be a peaceful people, there is only one way to beat the Japanese out. Alas, you have to wait until the Japanese kill him to the head before you realize your regret and make that pitiful cry. Killing others has nothing to do with you, just live like a dog with that pitiful luck?"

Qiangzi scratched his head and said, "Ai Tian, ​​you must know what the people like to say, 'It's better to live than to die well'. In fact, don't be too angry, everyone has their own ideas, it's really hard to change."

Meng Youtian blinked, nodded helplessly, looked back at the direction of Tumen Village, and had a vague idea in his heart.
Chapter completed!