The country is broken

In or out!Ono Erxiong was pacing back and forth in the tent of the barracks. He stopped suddenly, his eyes turned red. If he was kicked out, he would be branded with shame.

How could Nio Ono, who was unwilling to be reconciled to the decline, accept his fate? I am really grateful to Commander Okamura for giving him the opportunity to serve as the captain. He really didn't want to be like a lost dog and be driven back to his lair before the official war started.

"Jingguchi-kun!" Ono Erxiong waved his hand viciously at the void, but unfortunately he didn't have any ability to shatter the void.

"Hi!" The adjutant who heard the voice in the tent rushed in immediately: "What orders does Chief Ono have!?"

"Order the troops, starting tomorrow! Burn down all the villages I pass by! Not a single tile will be left behind!" Captain Ono Erxiong showed a vicious expression on his face. How can ordinary people live with the Eighth Route? [

"Hi!" Adjutant Iguchi bowed and retreated.

Erxiong Xiaoye made up his mind, he would not get a tiger cub if he didn't enter the tiger's den, he would rather abandon Renqiu County, but also fight to the death with the [-]th district team, completely wipe out this thorn in his side.

Outside the camp, there was a sudden bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, and 11-year-style crooked machine guns sounded immediately inside the camp. The Japanese and puppet troops lived peacefully that night.

Ono Erxiong twitched his lips, ignoring the occasional gunshots outside the camp. The 3000-odd men under his command were not tofu. Naturally, there were special soldiers to deal with the harassment at night. If the Eighth Route Army wanted to attack at night, they would probably There are also rocks, after all, the weather is not good for the actions of both parties.

At night, the militia unit of the [-]th district team wasted a lot of firecrackers, but the owner of the fireworks shop in the base area was delighted from ear to ear.

Business is booming and prosperous, but the Japanese puppet army wasted a lot of money, not even a militiaman's hair was beaten, and many soldiers who had not experienced a big battle were even made nervous by kicking their feet all night. It was tense all night, and when I woke up, I had a pair of dark circles under my eyes.

In the early morning of the next day, the Japanese and puppet troops in Renqiu County set off from camp, according to the order of Captain Erxiong Ono.Before leaving, he unceremoniously sent a small team to burn down the nearby village with a torch.

The villagers and militiamen who got the news were either gnashing their teeth with hatred. The common people did not have high demands, but they wanted to be well fed and have a place to live and live. The house can be regarded as the foundation of the common people. Houses have extremely deep feelings, and if this house is burned, it is like gouging out the flesh in the hearts of the people.

Countless cold weather, no house to keep out the cold.How are you doing this day? !

Hiding in the armored vehicle, Ono Erxiong had a sinister smile on his lips, this was his revenge for the Eight Route bombardment of Renqiu County.You bombard my garrison, and I will also burn your base house, see who is more ruthless.

All of a sudden, the base area was filled with black smoke and flames soared into the sky. Seven or eight villages in a row were poisoned by the Japanese and burned to the ground.Since ancient times, there has been a saying of sending charcoal in the snow, and Erxiong Ono's family plan is different from burning a house in the snow, and it is worse than throwing stones into a well.

"Damn it!" The militia captain of Wubao Village looked at the black smoke rising from the village ten miles away. The fire was so bright that most of the houses were made of wood.Once it burns, it is really terrible.

Hahaha!The Japanese and puppet soldiers who set fire wantonly in Wubao Village laughed and lit every place that could be burned to keep warm. Once the destructive desire in the human heart was aroused, it was out of control.

If people lose their land, they can recover the lost land, but if they lose their land, they will lose their land. This is the basic truth.The militia captain of Wubao Village still understood, he didn't rashly lead people to rush to put out the fire and fight the enemy. "How are the villagers?!" At this time, he was still concerned about whether the villagers acted irrationally.

"Report, everyone in the village is here!" The militiamen restrained the villagers and hid in the tunnel outside the village. Just as the militia leader's heart was relieved, he heard a militiaman rushing over: "It's not good, the manager of the shochu shop Old man He is gone."

"What?!" The militia captain was stunned, and immediately said angrily: "What's going on?! Didn't you tell the crowd to keep an eye on you?! Why did Old Man He disappear?"

"This old man is always thinking about his wine shop. We have stopped him several times. Just now, we couldn't find him for some reason. I guess he ran back to the village to see the wine shop." The militiaman blushed and said. .

"Why are you still standing there, why don't you hurry up and chase him back!" The militia captain stamped on the ground angrily, he was from a fellow villager, and he didn't want anything to happen to anyone.

These days, most of the people are still in the bourgeoisie. There is nothing valuable in their homes. They are smashed and robbed. Really rare. [

The old man He of the shochu shop was poor and poor at the beginning. Fortunately, he was supported by the twelfth district team. He borrowed a little money from the district commune, and built such a shochu shop by relying on the skills he secretly learned in the wine shop when he was young. Produce some earthy liquor and supply it to the district team, and sometimes steam some high-concentration burning knives to supply the health team of the [-]th district team. This liquor shop infused with old man He is almost his lifeblood. When the flames were soaring into the sky, it was known that the Japanese were going to burn the village.Thinking of the loss of his shop, old man He was scared out of his wits. After trying to escape a few times but failed, he took the opportunity to relieve himself, quietly left the tunnel, and ran towards the village with a deep kick and a shallow kick.

In his heart, old man He only had the shadow of the shochu shop, and he didn't care about the brutality of the Japanese, he just wanted to keep his shochu shop.

Based on his familiarity with the terrain, Old Man He went back to the village. Most of the houses in the village were burned to the sky, and the heat wave hit people. He seemed to be terrified, but his worries about his own property overwhelmed his fear, and he escaped a few days. A Japanese soldier who was still setting fire, he walked towards his shop by groping the side of the road.

At the corner near his own shop, old man He peeked at his wine shop. Although the door of his wine shop was kicked open, two doors fell to the ground in pieces. Fortunately, the house was not set on fire. A lot of shochu that hadn't been transferred in time would be burned to ashes in an instant, and even a god could not save it.

"Fortunately, fortunately, God bless, Bodhisattva bless, and the Communist Party bless, my shop is still there." Old man He said to himself with some joy, heaving a sigh of relief, maybe the devils suddenly showed kindness and let him go. This shop is a mess, although this possibility is almost the same as no, these days even children know that the Japanese devils don't kill people, it's as ridiculous as a tiger suddenly switching to a vegetarian diet, but old man He still thinks that his wine shop has not been burned to ashes The reason for this is pinned on this illusory speculation.

"Yoxi! Good wine, hahaha! Missi."

"Taijun, hey, great wine, come here, let's have another drink."

"Your, good people's. Come! Pour it up, do it!"

"Bring a few more altars to honor other princes."

The puppet army flattered and secretly drank a drink or two. In the strictly controlled army, there are not many opportunities to drink like this.

The old man He who had just touched the door of the wine shop was suddenly frightened by the movement in the wine shop and stopped his legs, his legs were shaking. The Japanese was in his own wine shop. Both legs, as if they had been filled with lead, could not move their calves.

The shochu shop was not set on fire. It was the shochu inside that attracted the Japanese and puppet soldiers, and they escaped temporarily. Seeing the shochu in the big altar, and it was free, which Japanese and puppet soldiers would not be tempted.

Especially in the cold winter, the attraction of wine is almost fatal. After a sip of wine is suffocated, it can relax the muscles and blood, and drive away the cold, and the bones of the body will not feel cold. I ran all the way from Renqiu County to suffer from the cold When the Japanese and puppet soldiers saw the wine, they couldn't even move their feet. They smashed open the wine jars and drank freely.

His upper teeth were knocked down, and the old man He, who was trembling with fright, now knew he was afraid, so he mustered up the courage to move back a little bit. Suddenly, a cold chill hit his neck, causing his whole body to freeze.

"Yo Xi! Eighth Road works." A vicious blunt Chinese voice sounded behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a strong force caused Old Man He to stagger forward a step.

Japanese soldiers!Now, I'm afraid old man He is even in the mood to cry. It's really a blessing or a disaster. It's a disaster that can't be avoided, but he is afraid of something. He thought he could come back and take a look at the shop by luck, but he ran into a vicious Japanese soldier. , it's too late to say anything now.

"He opened the way!" The Japanese soldiers who appeared behind old man He brutally took old man He into the soju shop, and shouted loudly at the same time: "Look, eight people caught one."

The group of demons in the soju shop immediately quieted down, and even burned several villages without a single person. It was really unexpected to catch a commoner in this village.

Immediately, a Japanese soldier shouted enviously: "Mr. Sakuragi, your luck is very good!"

"Yes, yes! Taijun Sakuragi, the one who got promoted. Come! Have a drink and congratulate Chief Sakuragi in advance!"

The puppet army was full of flattery immediately, and the only one they caught was an old man. No one took old man He seriously. Instead, a few puppet soldiers imitated the Japanese tone with smirks and threatened: "Your , Balu’s work! Balu’s fate, you know!? Five horses, Ling Chi, the one who puts the oil in the pan, you choose the same.” [

"No, no, no, I'm not Balu! I'm not Balu! I'm not Balu!" Old man He's face turned green, he waved his hands and screamed desperately, still choose one? !No matter which one you choose, you will die!