Ma Liang followed the guide and arrived at Shenjia Village with the vanguards, and he arranged for the vanguards to watch from the distance outside the village and returned to the village.

"What did you say? My God!" Luo Fugui, who arrived later, just entered the village, heard Ma Liang say that the militia in the village caught more than a dozen people-eating villagers, widened their eyes and burst into tears.

Then, a long line drove into Shenjia Village.

"I will arrange accommodation for the political commissar and company commander first, and I will have to arrange for people to change their posts later. You can go to the village first and warn you not to mess around here. This is Baolei Village!" After Ma Liang said that, he turned around and left.

Half an hour later, a table was set up in Mr. Shen’s yard, and several people surrounded him in the darkness before dawn.

"I've heard that someone had dug up the dead and cooked them. I didn't believe it at first, but this time they really caught more than a dozen people who fled from the south." The guide was sad, after all, this was the enemy.

In the area, the evil things done by the Japanese are so hard to write.

Everyone was stunned on the spot. In fact, they had heard of it a long time ago, but this time they really met it.

"The Japanese are simply inferior to animals!" Wang Peng cursed, and this tent naturally had to be remembered on the Japanese.

"Why don't we do it during the day today?" Platoon Chief Wang suggested angrily, unwilling to wait for a quarter of an hour.

"Political Commissar, what should we do about this?" Lao Meng couldn't help asking.

"You sleep for a while, and wait until I talk to the old village chief." The political commissar had a faint sadness in his plain voice.

Old Master Shen was really excited. Before the National Army came, he was the custodians. After the Japanese came, he was the maintenance president of the village. His youngest son joined the Eighth Route Army. He was well-read in poetry and books and turned the village into

Fortress Village.

In the past, the Eighth Route Army staff often passed by the village and took a break, but he didn't come out in person.

The team I heard about this time was full of the village, but they were all sleeping under the eaves of the yard. No soldier entered the houses of ordinary people. The Eighth Route Army was indeed disciplined, and his views on soldiers changed greatly.

Without waiting for the political commissar to send someone to invite him, he came to him on his own initiative.

"Captain Shen? Hello, my surname is Ding, the captain of the armed work team!" After hearing the guide's introduction, the political commissar warmly greeted him, but did not disclose the number of the independent group.

"I'll feel relieved when you come!" Village Chief Shen was so excited that his beard shook.

"Don't worry, our Eighth Route Army always keeps its word. Lao Zhou confirmed contact with you according to the instructions of his superiors. Thank you for your support for our Eighth Route Army. We are now united in anti-Japanese war. We are friends. We all remember your support for us.

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"You are too polite, Political Commissar Ding, let's not say polite words. The country is in trouble. I know you are in trouble, but the south is already in chaos. In the past, when encountering such a major disaster, governments in all dynasties will provide relief and relief.

After the Japanese who killed the gods came, they brought the security army and collected taxes and sent food to each village as usual."

"We all know these things, so we united to fight against the Japanese. How is the situation in the village?" said the political commissar calmly.

"Our village is fine, with some savings, and I have finished the task of sending grain. However, the poor people in the south have not had any harvest in a year, what will they take to pay the grain? Once they can't afford it, there is no way out for them to live.

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"Is the situation serious?" Ding De's eyebrows were tugged into a ball.

"For those who cannot pay the grain, the Japanese took the traitors directly into the village to grab it. If they refuse to obey, they will destroy the village directly and shouted to the outside world that they will not pay the grain? What's the use of keeping it? Their approach is to turn it into

All the people are forced to death! Some villagers who were robbed of food in the south have already had a tragic situation of being eaten by people!" Old Village Chief Shen burst into tears, and tears are everywhere. How could he still have the image of Redeem in his usual respect

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The guide quickly advised: "Our leader is here to help us poor people. Do you have a sip of water first?"

Ding Deyi's face was severe: "Our Eighth Route Army will never sit idly by, so don't worry!"

"That's great, but what about the dozen people we caught?

"This..." Ding Deyi hesitated, knowing that he was talking about those who were digging graves for food. He had never encountered such a tragic situation in the world before.

"Tell me, what do you think?" The political commissar looked at Hu Yi, Lao Meng and Wang Peng who were sleeping on the ground and getting up again when he heard the sound.

"Or why give them some food and let them die for themselves?" Lao Meng shouted loudly in the dark. He felt that these people who had eaten humans were not worthy of being called humans anymore.

"Battleman Wang, do you have any suggestions?" The political commissar asked one by one. Lao Meng and Wang Peng had a higher position, so he naturally spoke first.

"Uh, it's the first time I've heard of this. Why don't you report it and let your superiors decide?" Wang Peng scratched the back of his head and couldn't help but shivered again.

"Mr. Shen, what are you going to do if we don't come?" The political commissar did not ask Hu Yi, and turned to ask Mr. Shen.

"What else can I do? When I encounter such a person, of course I have to bury them all alive and let them be buried with the girl of the Wang family." A middle-aged man who was with Mr. Shen gritted his teeth.

"Hu Yi, what do you think?" The political commissar was speechless, feeling that this was definitely inappropriate and it was not easy to object. He turned his head again and looked at Hu Yi, the general under the darkness, hoping that he could understand his meaning.

Hu Yi knew very well that eating people is one thing, burying them alive is another thing, at least this thing cannot happen under his nose, and after thinking about it, he finally spoke: "The Japanese are wild beasts, but we are not, I think... no

In this way, they just dug up the corpses you buried. Mr. Shen, see, can you let them go, give them some food, and send them to the security team station in the west of Xujiazhuang?"

"They came out for more than a hundred people, but now there are only more than ten people left. Don't you think about where those who disappeared went?" As soon as the middle-aged man said this, everyone's heart immediately felt cold.

Hu Yi didn't expect that this matter was so complicated. If nothing unexpected happened, they actually attacked their companions. When they thought of it, they almost exploded: "Then, let's deal with this matter!"

"Since the commander has spoken, of course I have nothing to say. Three, let's take the commander to Wang Baozheng's side now!" The old man and Wang Baozheng from the south are in-laws. They are in line with each other and have the same spirit.

The political commissar did not try to keep him. He was kind and stopped talking.

Until only him, Wang Peng and Lao Meng were left in the house.

After a long time, the political commissar seemed to have suddenly grown old and was weak and spoke again: "It seems that the superiors are fighting this battle not just to retaliate against the Japanese for the last sweep!"

Wang Peng and Lao Meng remained silent and did not speak.

When we arrived at the village in the south, the sun rose high.

Hu Yi looked at the huge reservoir and felt much more at ease.

Wang Baochang, who received the news, had been waiting at the entrance of the village for a long time.

"Hello Mr. Wang!" Ma Liang stepped forward and greeted the old security chief. Hu Yi rarely deals with villagers, and he rarely communicates with people except guns.

"Are you?" Wang Baochang asked quickly.

"My name is Ma Liang, I am the team leader...squad leader."

"Captain Wang, you are here. Now we can't be happy in this world of cannibalism."

"Okay, you can arrange for someone to take us to see those who fled the famine." As for such a thing, Ma Liang turned around and looked at Hu Yi without saying much.

With a creaking sound, a villager guarding the door of the detained villagers opened the door, and a stinking smell rushed out of the house.

In the faint light, rows of black shadows seemed to hang in the place against the wall in the house.

The guards rushed into the house, three or four lying on the ground in the house, reaching their hands under their noses, and they had no breath at all. They shook their skinny body for a while, and they had already become stiff.

He gritted his teeth and touched the hanging figure. It seemed that he had been hanging for a long time, his body had become hard, and the corpse was full of suffocating stench.
Chapter completed!