Street center.

Standing is the Drum Tower with the vicissitudes of history.

Four streets were pulled out from Gulou, southeast and northwest.

The Japanese began martial law.

The shops on the street began to close without exception, and the people on the street quickly disappeared.

Cross corner grocery store on the second floor.

Teacher Mei felt her throat dry behind the window.

The smell of blood in the middle of the street is so strong that it makes people vomit.

I feel like I'm drying fish that has been exposed to the sun for three months.

There was water everywhere on the streets and alleys, and he still felt like his throat was smoking.

His eyes passed the human wall surrounded by the Japanese military police, police officers, and detective teams, and the crossroads were covered with corpses.

More than a dozen beggars with hands tied back and staggered under the Japanese butt stock.

The incident happened suddenly, and he didn't have so much time to notify all the beggars.

Besides, the beggars may not listen to him.

I could only open my eyes and watch the beggars being taken into the crowd of tigers and werewolves.

The sound of footsteps came downstairs, and two Japanese rush upstairs with bayonets and searched from house to house.

Seeing Teacher Mei standing at the door in the room, holding the good citizen certificate in his hand, nodding: "Good citizen! Good citizen..."

A Japanese bayonet was pressing against Teacher Mei, shouting loudly in his mouth: "Your...squat down...not move..."

Another Japanese man quickly climbed up to the roof, and obviously he wanted to seize the high point of alert.

Street center.

A Japanese man dressed as a businessman looked gloomy and looked at the beggar who was constantly hiding over. He ordered the military police next to him: "Unlock the ropes, let them all turn around, and take a few steps..."

"Yes, Lord Kitajima!" The Japanese military police quickly did as they did.

Kitajima carefully looked at the back of each beggar moving his footsteps.

After a while, I raised my hand and made a cross-cutting action.

The Japanese standing on the left and right raised their guns without hesitation...

There was a rustling sound.

Bang bang bang bang...

"ah..."

"Why..."

All the beggars who were shot in the back fell to the ground and struggled to death, screaming in their mouths, begging to watch Taibaiyin Jade Emperor Maria Jesus open their eyes...

However, neither God nor God gave them any hope.

The beggars who were escorted here immediately saw the bodies on the ground and finally understood what the result was to wait for them.

"Fight with them..." The beggars who have always been numb finally took the lead in resisting.

If there is the first one, there is the second one...

The Japanese next to him were ready, so he picked up the bayonet...

One figure after another fell down...

A tragic side appears.

Maeda, who rushed to the middle of the street, frowned and shot criminals, usually in mass graves outside the city. These colleagues from the North Special Police had to start a massacre in the city.

In this way, the good security situation that has been established in the city will definitely deteriorate, and those Chinese who have gradually become accustomed to being enslaved may have the intention of resisting.

Although he wanted to dissuade him, he couldn't speak at all.

Because, the North Special Police Elite died.

It was obvious that they were too careless, but now they were venting their anger in the county town.

It was precisely because the Northern Special Police Elite who died, otherwise he would not have been in danger of experiencing the scene with his own personal experience as a major.

After all, those rebels like to shoot black guns the most.

Li Weiba, who was tall in police uniforms, mixed with several police officers to guard the Taijun and serve as an external warning. As the district police captain in charge of this district, he had never killed anyone.

But I have never seen such a miserable situation.

The ghost-faced Japanese man seemed to just look at the beggar's back, without interrogating it, and shot it directly.

The screams of death were so terrible.

I only felt my scalp numb, and it seemed that my whole soul and body were out of touch.

At this time, both limbs and tongue seemed to have stopped obeying their own orders.

After roughly the incident, he had known that a beggar killed an elite Japanese agent who was said to be among the elite.

In his heart, he cursed the devil beggar who killed the ghosts. He was happy for a while, but it affected so many beggars in the city.

As for the identity of the beggar, he had a vague guess in his heart, it was probably Xu Xiao!

He did not report his guess, because, in such a result, the Japanese would definitely lead him to chase him, and even give him another three or five days...

Yesterday, Shangfeng gathered for a meeting and informed the latest situation, which made everyone firmly believe that the banner of the Three Principles of the People will never fall.

Everyone needs to endure humiliation for the time being...

The anti-Japanese work must also continue. At present... the focus of the work is temporarily on dealing with the Tujiao Route Army.

While thinking about it, a panic shout came from the crowd...

Then, the crowds around him were lying down...

Li Weiba quickly gathered his eyes...

I don’t know when a dark guy was smoking among the imperial army crowd.

Grenade!

boom…

The loud noise was filled with smoke, and the screams of Li Tai, who was still standing, spread out over the middle of the street.

A severe pain came from his chest, and Li's tail curled up in a ball...

I only have one thought in my mind, I am careless, so I should not be distracted at this time.

I'm really unwilling to die like this...

If you focus, this won't happen.

Because he is far from the explosion point here...

The Japanese in charge of the alert reacted and were raising their guns to shoot at a closed window on the street. With the bang, the window glass was broken and the falling glass was rustling.

Apparently, the grenade was thrown out of the open window.

The person who threw the grenade could not have escaped.

Now the whole city is searching for the gunfire, no matter how good his skills are, it will be useless.

A few minutes later, a large number of Japanese soldiers rushed to the two-story building next to them.

The black-clothed Investigation Team followed closely, followed by the police, and the security forces fell to the end...

However, it is too late to say anything now. In Li Weiba's eyes, the person who threw the grenade was indeed a hero.

I don't seem to be the one who hates throwing grenades...

There seemed to be someone calling his name next to him.

Li Weiba, who was lying on the ground, covered her chest, had a little confused thinking...

Until, a Japanese military doctor led his assistant medical soldier and bent down to Li Weiba and signaled that the two policemen who were surrounding Li Weiba were shouting in panic, shouting Captain Li to get out of here.

"Tsk tsk...your...are good luck!" The Japanese military doctor who turned Li Tai into a face facing the sky had a strange expression on his face, and he was holding half a piece of iron lump in his hand.

The eighth routes made grenades were blown up at one time, and I finally saw them with my own eyes today.

He reached out and pressed Li Tai's chest. Li Tai immediately slaughtered a pig like a strange cry...

"I am full of energy, I have broken a rib, and I can't die..." The Japanese medical soldiers sang birds, regardless of whether the two policemen with nervous expressions could understand...

Corner upstairs.

Teacher Mei squatted on the ground, and the Japanese standing at the window were alert. He was opening the window facing the street, shouting to inform the Japanese in the street about their safety.

The screams outside the window showed no sign of stopping.

We must take action to attract the attention of the Japanese.
To be continued...