The war of resistance against mountains is heavy

Chapter 1899: Escape from the "Secret Room"

"On the day we captured Baiyungu, I saw the wife of the leader of the bandit group!" Fan Tongzuo took the initiative to start the conversation in the bumpy carriage.

When the soldiers in the same carriage with him heard what Fan Tongzuo said, they became interested.

If an army has poor military discipline, they will steal or rob anything and spend the money on anything. It is impossible to say that the military discipline is good when it comes to women.

Then, a chorus of "Tell me something" and "Tell me something quickly" immediately rang out in the bumpy carriage.

  Just say it!

Fan Tongzuo knew from his experience in the security division that there were many cases of soldiers robbing or harming women, so he started to scare them with lies.

The carriage was filled with the men's unbridled laughter.

Fan Tongzuo was just bluffing in vain. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one came to ask him about Baiyungou and the 30,000 yuan in cash.

But the good times didn't last long. After the two carriages went forward for a while, the carriage in front stopped.

Now their carriage was parked at a high place. They could see smoke rising from a village in the lower area ahead. It was noon.

At this time, Zhao Tieying, who was sitting in the carriage in front, jumped down and said loudly: "The front should be the Lujia Village. We will definitely reach Baiyungou before dark today. I don't know which group of people occupy Baiyungou.

Let's all go to the village below to rest, eat and drink, and get enough energy to prepare to bring back those oceans!"

After Zhao Tieying finished speaking, he glanced at Fan Tongzuo meaningfully.

Fan Tongzuo, who had just been beaming with joy, immediately became humiliated. He suddenly felt that a disaster was about to happen.

  No, I have to run this time no matter what. If I don’t run now, I’ll be dead!

As he was thinking about something, he inevitably looked around. Although Fan Tongzuo was very careful, his sneaky look still attracted the attention of those who were interested.

A soldier who was riding in the same carriage with Fan Tongzuo stretched out his elbow and gently nudged his company commander Zhao Mingxuan. Zhao Mingxuan glanced at Fan Tongzuo and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

When the village was reached, the villagers became panicked at the presence of such an army, even though it was a Chinese army.

  This was an era where the strong preyed on the weak. In the impression of many ordinary people, the Chinese army was afraid of Japanese soldiers, and they were afraid of the army. It was like the big fish eat the small fish, the small fish eat the shrimp, and the shrimp eat the mud!

And the performance of Zhao Tieying’s soldiers did not disappoint the villagers.

  Many soldiers raised their guns and asked for food and drink. One lustful soldier even touched a young woman who couldn't avoid him, causing her to scream!

The whole village was in chaos in an instant, and the villagers hurriedly hid, but where could they hide? They couldn't give up their homes.

"Don't touch women, it's more important to do things!" Zhao Mingxuan shouted, and the woman was able to run back to the house under the clutches of the devil.

"We just want food and drink, we don't want money. As long as you let us eat and drink, we will leave right away!" Zhao Tieying shouted.

When Zhao Tieying shouted like this, the villagers looked at him with doubt, and the soldier who had failed to make a perverted move just now sighed with regret.

At this time, Fan Tongzuo, who was standing next to the carriage, was also sighing. He wished that the soldier could do something, or that these soldiers who came to steal food and drink were resisted by the people. That would be even better! Only in that case, he could take advantage of the chaos to escape.

But now, Zhao Tieying gave an order. Although some villagers who could not see the situation clearly were running, it would only take a moment for the chaos to calm down. There was no chance for Fan Tongzuo to escape.

However, Zhao Mingxuan, who was not far away from Fan Tongzuo at this time, seemed to have heard his sigh, and suddenly ordered: "Lock this son of a bitch in the house, send someone to watch him, and don't let him kick!"

Huh? Fan Tongzuo, who had been concentrating on escaping, became dumbfounded.

  Half an hour later, the distinctive loud voices of people from the Northeast who were eating and drinking could be heard from outside the house, and Fan Tongzuo, who was locked in a shabby house, had already started circling on the ground like a donkey pulling a millstone!

As the saying goes, "too clever is half the brain". Fan Tongzuo originally thought that he could find a safer chance to escape, but he never expected that he would lose his personal freedom here. People were really on guard against him!

"No, no, no, no, no"

Fan Tongzuo kept muttering to himself, looking around the dilapidated house, but he was at a loss as to what to do.

This is a small thatched house with sunlight visible from the roof. The walls are made of adobe and there are some sundries in the corners of the house.

There were soldiers from the Northeast Army standing at the door with guns drawn. He wanted to go out through the door, but that was impossible.

It is said that even if there is no door, there are still windows, but this small house only has one small window, which is blocked by wooden boards.

Fan Tongzuo believed that as long as he climbed out of the window, he would have to move the wooden board. As long as he moved the board, the Northeast Army soldier standing at the door would definitely discover him.

What happens next? No, it's all in your imagination.

After turning around a few times, Fan Tongzuo realized that just turning around was useless, so he had to come up with a solution. He began to recall the ways to escape that those people talked about when he was hanging out with the security guards and those bastards.

It only took him a moment to come up with an idea. He reached out and took out the small knife that was less than a foot long and had been hidden in his trouser leg. He tried to stab the back wall of the thatched house with the knife.

This was his plan. He wanted to dig a hole in the back wall and get out of the adobe wall!

It was originally a thatched house with small windows and no sunlight. The adobe exterior was a little damp. At first it was smooth, but when he peeled off the moist soil on the outside, the inside became dry.

He tried to dig and scrape with a knife, but it had little effect.

The adobe bricks used for building houses are made by mixing mud with wheat straw or hay and stacking it into a mold. After drying, the mold is removed, leaving a brick-shaped adobe brick in its place.

That kind of adobe is extremely tough. A soldier once said that the strength of that kind of adobe is even greater than that of red bricks, and even machine gun bullets cannot penetrate it.

Fan Tongzuo naturally didn't know since he had never done such an experiment. He only knew that it would be too slow for him to use a knife to carve the dry adobe!

Water! I need water!

But where can I get water? When Fan thought of this, his mind was already opened.

In a moment, a stream of burning yellow liquid with a foul smell poured onto the place where he had just cut with a knife.

Life is always important!

  How could Fan care so much at this moment? If drinking the holy object that the monkey poured on the Buddha could help him escape from this difficulty, he would drink it without hesitation!

The Northeast soldier standing guard at the door was listening enviously to his companions eating and drinking and shouting. He was hungry and thirsty.

However, he did not forget his responsibilities, and he would glance at the small window next to him from time to time.

The wooden board on the small window remained the same, and he ignored the wretched-looking guy locked in the room.

However, that guy just didn't let him rest easy. At this time, Fan Tongzuo's voice rang out behind him: "Brother, can you get me some water?"

"Drink **? I'm still thirsty!" the soldier cursed.

"Brother, please give me some. I'm really dying of thirst." Fan Tongzuo still pleaded behind the door.

People who look wretched tend to talk in a particularly nagging way. The soldier who originally didn't intend to deal with Fan Tongzuo, for a moment, could only hear "Give me some!"

Finally, the annoyed soldier shouted, "Who has finished eating? Bring me a bucket of water!"

You know what, after a while, a soldier really came over with a bucket of water in a wooden barrel.

The soldier picked up the water scoop on the bucket and drank it all by himself before reaching out to open the door.

As the door opened, the light in the room naturally became brighter, and the soldier saw the annoying guy standing at the door.

He glanced around the room again; nothing seemed out of the ordinary except for a broken basket leaning against the north wall.

The soldier was too lazy to talk to the annoying guy in front of him. He pushed the wooden barrel he was holding against the doorstep of the house, and water splashed out.

"Thank you, brother. Thank you, brother!" The classmate kowtowed and bowed to express his gratitude.

The soldier didn't want to accept his offer and was about to close the door, but then he changed his mind and said, "Drink it quickly! I have to take this bucket away!"

"Ah?" Fan Tongzuo, whose eyes were already showing joy, was stunned for a moment. He quickly bent down and used the gourd-made ladle to scoop up some water. He straightened his body, tilted his neck back and poured the water into his stomach.

At least at this moment, in the soldier's opinion, this annoying guy was really thirsty, because after he finished drinking this bucket of water, he actually scooped another bucket of water and gulped it down into his stomach.

"Damn! You're such a jerk that you can drink so much, aren't you afraid of your bladder exploding?" the soldier cursed with a smile.

He felt that if some people were the reincarnation of ghosts who died of starvation, then the wretched guy in front of him was the reincarnation of a ghost who died of thirst!

After Fan Tongzuo finished the third scoop of water, he started to gurgle. With his bloated stomach, he finally threw the scoop into the bucket.

The soldier carried the bucket back, closed the door, leaned against it, and continued to stand guard.

In fact, he didn't understand why he wanted to take the bucket back. He always felt that it was inappropriate to leave the bucket in the house.

But he didn't know that when he leaned against the door, Fan Tongzuo had already run to the north wall, removed the basket, took out his tool and put it to the place he had just scratched, still rubbing it, and muttered anxiously in his heart: "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! Second brother, you have to fight for it!"

At this time, he completely forgot that Fan Tongyong was actually his real second brother.