Lao Geng followed the team down the riverbed. Along the way, he watched the bloody scene of the Ninth Company soldier Hao mercilessly removing the prisoners. For a moment, he felt at a loss and his scalp was numb.

Until he followed a soldier and picked up a rifle from the ground, his mood changed from nervousness to excitement.

Seeing that the soldiers of the Ninth Battalion continued to advance north, no one seemed to pay attention to his gun picking up, he quickly pulled a rifle on the back of the ground.

The palm of his hand and the metal on the rifle he was holding began to sweat. After pulling two bullet straps on his body, the excitement completely overwhelmed his tension, and his eyes lit up and followed the team moving northward.

There were crowds of people in front of them, but occasionally gunfire came. It seemed that the battle was coming to an end.

When he ran up the river bank panting, he saw the Ninth Battalion's health soldiers slit the wounds, and strange screams were heard.

Most of the soldiers are cleaning the battlefield in an orderly manner.

Some soldiers took the detained security troops to the wilderness north of the river bank to concentrate.

Some people carried the bodies of the security army into the darkness...

Seeing the prisoners squatting on the ground, Lao Geng's excitement turned into hatred. He really hated those traitors who were accomplices of the tiger!

Many comrades died in their hands. Seeing the familiar faces of the security troops who were riding on the heads of ordinary people in the past, he clenched the rifle in his hand, and seemed to be trembling all over. There was only one voice in his heart: You guys are today too.

In a few steps, he ran to the prisoners kneeling on the ground, and saw clearly the faces full of fear in his eyes.

They are all from the same town, and there are two people in the security army who know Lao Geng. Seeing that Lao Geng is in sharp rifle and bayonet in his hand, he quickly lowered his head and knelt on the ground like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, trembling, and did not dare to look at Lao Geng's eyes at all.

After watching it back and forth for a while, I really wanted to stab several security troops to death like the soldiers of the Ninth Battalion. Unfortunately, he had no courage to attack.

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The prisoners brought a few more wounded soldiers of the security army. When they heard the painful wails of the wounded soldiers, screamed and moaned.

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Suddenly he felt no pleasure in his heart, but heavier.

Calm down slowly.

No matter which side of the death, it is the power of the Chinese people!

Even if the other party becomes a traitor, he should be able to save it. Thinking of this, he turned around and turned to the river bank.

Old Geng trotted all the way, and soon found Hu Yi and spoke directly: "Capital Commander Hu... Can he show mercy..."

Hu Yi, who was standing on the river bank, turned his head and said expressionlessly: "What did you say?"

Lao Geng was a little reluctant: "I think... can you... take these people over... After all, they are also Chinese..."

“Is it necessary?”

"Actually... I really wanted to kill all these people just now... avenge the dead comrades..." Lao Geng was a little incoherent: "I admit... Yesterday... I thought you were just a road... At that time, I really hoped you could get rid of these traitors..."

Hu Yi was speechless: "You won't forget what you said to me so quickly, are you?"

"At that time... I only had hatred in my heart... Maybe I should have been blinded by hatred!" At this point, Lao Geng paused: "I think... the superiors asked us to unite all anti-Japanese forces, and I think... they should be able to pull them into the anti-Japanese team."

Hu Yi shook his head, without any emotion in his voice: "Don't forget that they are enemies. You told me just now that each of them has blood on their hands."

Lao Geng murmured, thinking about the past, "Many of them were also forced by dog ​​traitors. Everything was the traitor. In order to prevent these people from turning against each other, they forced each of them to stab our comrades with a bayonet..."

"You are an old underground worker... You should know the story of letting the tiger return to the mountain, the farmer and the snake!"

Lao Geng mustered up his courage: "I understand...you are the battalion commander, and you should also be clear. The last one we pay attention to in the eight items: do not abuse prisoners..."

Speaking of this, if I insist on taking action, it would be a mistake! So Hu Yiming wisely did not speak anymore.

Luo Fugui, who was standing behind Hu Yi, couldn't help but: "Grandma's...shot them all...whether the abuse came from?"

He was in a bad mood and his tone was full of hostility in his tone.

The so-called upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. There are not many educated people in Jiuying, so this understanding seems to be... there is no problem.

Xiong did not go to pick up the body in person for the first time, because since Xiao Hongying was injured, he was asked by Hu Yi to keep a stare at the girl.

So after strictly ordering the soldiers under his command to resolutely implement his orders, he followed the girl to the Beihe River embankment.

Luo Fugui himself knew that this was unreliable, and the small area where the few people stood immediately fell silent.

They all pretended to be careless and saw the soldiers who cleaned the battlefield and carried the bodies to arrest the prisoners.

Old Geng is actually... he has no education, so after hearing Luo Fugui's words, he was stunned on the spot. What Captain Luo said... seems to make sense...

Is it considered abuse to give me pleasure?

After a long time.

Two gray shadows came in a hurry.

Ma Liang took a soldier and walked quickly to Hu Yi to salute: "Battery Commander!"

Hu Yi looked at Ma Liang up and down and frowned: "What's going on?"

Ma Liang glanced at his bandaged arm and grinned: "Hehe, nothing is wrong... I was hit by a bullet and didn't hurt the bones, and it's bandaged!"

Hu Yi nodded: "Be careful next time!"

Ma Liang followed and asked, "Do it now?"

Old Geng, who was listening to the side, understood what Ma Liang asked about it!

However, he felt a little reluctant and asked Hu Yi again: "Can I... let me communicate with them again?"

Hu Yi and Ma Liang both turned to look at Lao Geng.

Old Geng seemed to have made a decision suddenly: "The Eighth Route Army cannot kill prisoners! This is not good for you..."

Hu Yi turned his head and looked at Ma Liang, then said to Lao Geng: "You can do it!"

Almost all the prisoners were taken to the river bank to concentrate, with a total of more than 40, and almost half of them were injured and not injured. Looking at the dark muzzles around them, no one dared to speak...

Now that I haven’t died, I still have a glimmer of hope, but I all hope that the other party can show mercy.

Wu Laojiu, who had just been escorted over to squat on the ground with his head in his arms, saw Lao Geng's familiar figure appearing in his sight, and immediately felt as if he had fallen into the Nine Heavens Cold Cave.

His arrival again finally caused a stir among the prisoners.

The three should be public security troops who knew Lao Geng. They knelt on the ground and used their knees as their legs to climb to Lao Geng: "Let's go, please spare me, we have no choice..."

"Don't move..."

“Squat well…”

“Be honest…”

The soldiers guarding beside him kept several guns, and the other security soldiers on the ground calmed down, all watching whether the three could save their lives.

The captives did not resist at all, and their bad habits of fear of death were fully exposed.

Someone who was knocked down to the ground hugged Lao Geng's calves, tears flowing out of his nose and sobbing: "You know, all the things in the past were forced by Wu Jinshan..."

"We have never snatched your food..." There were no people on the plains, and they still snatched nothing...

"We have also given porridge to the victims..." This is true, but the facts are not necessarily the truth...

"Look... we didn't burn a room this time..." After burning the house and leaving no one... how can we collect taxes?

"Yes, yes... we didn't take a single hair from the village..." There was nothing in the village. Did you come from all the way and carry a few door panels back?

"You collect the corpse of the Eighth Route Army, I have also helped you..." This guy seemed to have forgotten that Lao Geng collected the corpse of the martyrs killed by the security army, and each of them was given three o'clock...

As for now, life is almost gone, how can you care about face at this time? The three security soldiers kowtowed like chickens, begging for mercy desperately...

Lao Geng looked at the chaotic scene and returned to the past. Many times, he and his fellow villagers were driven to the town by the security army and saw his comrades die at the hands of these traitors.

He remembered very clearly that his downline was tortured by traitors and was unpredictable. When he saw him, he just nodded to him inadvertently and did not betray him! After being confirmed by the traitors' identity as an eighth-way leader, he became a different person and angrily scolded the traitors for not having to die well, and then went to death with great mercy!

Comrades were buried alive and were depressed to death...

A traitor was bitten to death when he let the dog go...

Hanged to death...

He was burned to death by the traitors with oil and lit the sky lantern...

When did these traitors show mercy?

What Corps Luo said, do not abuse the prisoners...

Is shooting considered abuse?

It probably doesn't count!

When he was in the district for a meeting, his superiors repeatedly emphasized that these puppet soldiers could only be dealt with after verifying their identities. Whether they should be shot or not should be taken or not should be taken!

As an underground trafficman, he is not qualified to decide the life and death of these people.

Although he was not qualified, he knew very well that no one in the comrades in the armed work team were here. Whether to kill these people with the iron-blooded means of the Ninth Camp is entirely his words!

Lao Geng looked at the expectant eyes on the ground with indifference...

If they could be their own people, how good it would be. This is a considerable armed force!
To be continued...