Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 2168 The Traitor King Dafa!

The scorching sun was scorching the earth, and the leaves of the old locust tree at the entrance of the village were curled up by the sun.

There are almost no people on the paths in the village. The villagers are hiding in the shade and trying to avoid being exposed to the sun.

Occasionally, a few cicadas chirped on the trees, the sound was sharp and harsh, as if they were complaining about the early heat.

The entire village seemed to have been burned out by the sun. Only the arrogant Japanese troops swept in like a strong wind that was not affected by the weather, breaking the silence of the village.

The people in the village were working in the fields or resting at home. When they heard the noise, they walked out of their homes to see what was going on.

When they saw the soldiers with live ammunition, fear and uneasiness suddenly appeared on their faces.

"Who is this?"

An old man asked the people next to him in a low voice, because the Japs were as nervous as the Chinese, and China had been fighting warlords for many years, and there were people wearing all kinds of uniforms, so the old man didn't recognize them as Japs troops at a glance.

"It's the little devil."

A young man next to him had deep fear in his voice.

He had been to the city, seen the Japs, and heard some things about the Japs. These are a group of murderous demons. I don’t know why I came to their village.

He instinctively wanted to go home and ask his family to go out and hide first.

But at this time, the Japs' troops had already spread out. They quickly divided into several teams and began to search and arrest people from house to house.

The Japanese brutally kicked open the doors of every house and took away all the people, regardless of age or sex.

The village was filled with the frightened cries of children and the low sobs of women. The men looked solemn and clenched their fists, but they were helpless.

"These damn devils! I will take a gun and kill them all sooner or later."

The speaker at this time was a young hunter named Damenzi. He hated the Japs and the Japs to the core, because his father was killed by the Japs after he left a shotgun shell in his pocket when he entered the city.

His wife, who was holding the child beside him, tugged on his corner and looked at him with a pleading look on her face.

She knew that Damenzi was angry at this time, but they still had children.

When Damenzi saw his wife and children, the anger in his eyes gradually turned into tenderness.

His wife and children have now become his last concerns, and he must not be impulsive.

However, at this moment, a Japanese officer stood on the stone steps of the big locust tree in the village, raised the hanging door, and said in non-standard Chinese:

"Folks, don't be afraid. The imperial army will not harm you. We are here this time to find some local hunters. The imperial army needs such talents to deal with the bandits in the mountains.

If there are such talents in our village, just stand up and the rewards from the Imperial Army will be huge! "

"Looking for a hunter? Why are you looking for a hunter?"

"The bandit suppression this little devil is talking about is not to deal with the guerrillas in Evil Ridge, right?"

"Who would be so heartless as to do such a thing? The guerrillas help us people fight the Japanese!"

"That's right, I really hope that the guerrillas can kill all these stupid little devils earlier." ·············

The people were talking a lot, and they all hated the Japanese.

Even if no immediate family members died at the hands of the Japanese, some of the surrounding neighbors died at the hands of the Japanese for no apparent reason.

So they hate and fear the Japanese.

But not everyone hates the Japanese. Wang Dafa, a richly dressed and pot-bellied landowner, is an exception. He feels closer to the Japanese than to his father.

One of the words he often talks about is: "I am different from you poor people. I, Wang Dafa, are rich. Do I want to die like you poor people? Nowadays, only the Japanese can keep my family business. I don’t curry favor with the Japanese, so why should I curry favor with you poor guys?”

The people in the village were speechless towards Wang Dafa, but they had nothing to say. He is rich and the Japs are now powerful. If he doesn't curry favor with the Japs, who can he curry favor with?

And Wang Dafa is probably the only one who can say that he is a traitor so confidently.

At this time, Wang Dafa ran up to the Japanese in a hurry, bowed and said: "The imperial army is looking for hunters, and there are several of them in our village!"

The Japanese officer nodded with satisfaction and said: "Youhe, that's great. Are they familiar with the terrain of Hupigou?"

Wang Dafa quickly said: "It's familiar, it's familiar! They all grew up in the Hupigou area. Taijun, you don't know, we have an old hunter here who was able to hunt tigers back then. That tiger skin It’s still at my house, I’ll give it to Taijun another day.”

The Japanese officer was very happy. He patted Wang Dafa on the shoulder and said, "Youhe, you are a very good citizen."

"Good people, good people!"

Wang Dafa hurriedly agreed, and then began to call the roll call: "Big gate, two plows, three hoes, you come out and lead the way for the imperial army."

Damenzi said disdainfully: "Wang Dafa, you are so active, why don't you go?"

At this point, Damenzi said to the Japanese officer: "Hey Taijun, the person who is most familiar with Hupigou is the fat man next to you. The woods in Hupigou belong to his family. We go hunting every year. Most of them were given to him!”

"Nani?"

The Japanese officer was surprised, but at this time Wang Dafa broke out in a cold sweat. He cursed in his heart: "You are a bitch, Damenzi. I recommend you to Taijun. That is to give you a chance to get close to the imperial army, you ungrateful thing!"

However, at this time, the Japanese officer looked at Wang Dafa and asked, "Does Hupigou belong to your family?"

Wang Dafa took out his handkerchief and kept wiping his sweat, and bowed and replied: "Yes, yes, it is an inheritance left by our ancestors."

"Bagaya road!"

The Japanese officer was furious because the Japanese suffered a big loss in Hupigou. And now they finally found the rightful owner.

The Japanese officer roared angrily: "You have a very bad conscience. Do you know how many imperial soldiers died in Hupigou? You are dead!"

As he spoke, the Japanese officer drew his sword. Wang Dafa was so frightened that he sat down on the ground and quickly explained: "Imperial Army, although the forest in Hupigou belongs to our family, I did not attack the Imperial Army?"

The Japanese officer didn't listen at all. So many Japanese died, and he was just looking for someone to vent his anger on, but Wang Dafa hit the muzzle of the gun.

At this time, seeing Wang Dafa pissed off in fright, the common people burst out laughing.

They have never been so happy. They always hear how good the relationship between Wang Dafa and the Japanese is. How are you today? You old boy will not escape death either.

But at this moment, when Wang Dafa was about to be killed, Wang Dafa took out something from his arms, unfolded it in his hand and said, "The imperial army must not take action. What do you think this is?"