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Chapter 483 Chapter 482, Unyielding
"I have lived an upright life, old man. I never thought that at the end, I would have a glorious moment!" Sitting at the head of the bed, with his back against the windowsill and his lower body covered with a quilt, Shan Ye hid the grenade in the quilt under him and pressed it with his right thigh, with the exploded shell facing outwards. He also placed explosives around the grenade.

This was not enough, he pulled out the two rings of the grenade, twisted them together, and tied them to the quilt. After making sure that everything was safe, he fumbled for his beloved pipe, lit a bag of cigarettes, and smoked silently. While smoking, he heard explosions from time to time outside the village, and the sound of children in the village shooting.

Bang, bang, bang... Suddenly, it seemed as if the gable was hit hard by something, and dust kept falling from the roof.

Looking up at the dust flying in the sunlight, Shan Ye continued to smoke. After finishing his cigarette, he habitually knocked the ash on the windowsill, then took the patinated eye bag pole in his hand, stroking the blurred word "Xiang" on it, closed his eyes, and waited for the time to come.

In a trance, time went back to 50 years ago. At that time, he was still a strong young man. He carried his prey to the market to sell, and he saw the girl with big braids.

"Brother Shan, I know you smoke a pipe. I made this for you myself. The incense on it is my nickname. If you want to marry me, bring two rabbits to my house. I'll be waiting!"

"That year, you gave me this pipe and your heart. Two rabbits marrying you, do you look down on me, or do you look down on yourself? When I put a 200-jin wild boar at your doorstep, I had a wife in my life! Later, I had the eldest, the second... and then the grandson... Unfortunately, you couldn't wait and left before me!"

"Oh my God, in other people's families, the old men die before the old ladies. Why is it that in our family, when the children have grown up and it's time for them to enjoy their lives, you, a little old lady, die first?"

Bang... When Shan Ye was sighing, the door was kicked open roughly, and several Japanese soldiers with bayonets rushed in viciously and put their bayonets directly against Shan Ye's chest.

Gurgle... After the Japanese finished speaking, Shan Ye looked confused and stared at the Japanese's hands, trying to feel his next move.

Unexpectedly, the Japanese soldiers did not kill him immediately, but one of them went out, as if to ask someone to go. Shan Ye, who was old and experienced, gave up his actions and waited for the Japanese soldiers' next move. He just waited, letting the gleaming bayonet press against his chest, and he seemed to be frightened and didn't say a word.

Bang! The door was rudely pushed open again. An interpreter walked in, then bent over and let a captain into the room.

"Master, there is only one old man like this caught in the whole village. Just ask whatever you want to ask. I will translate for you!" The translator nodded and spoke in Japanese, then turned to look at Shan Ye.

"Ask him where the people in the village are hiding? Where is the food hidden?" asked the Japanese captain.

"Hey, old man, the lady asks you, where is the food hidden? Where are the people hidden? Where have the women gone?" The translator's tone was very impolite, but it sounded so funny to Shan Ye's ears.

"You are an interpreter, right? I heard my grandson talk about such a person!" Shan Ye started, and then continued to ask: "How high is the rank of the devil next to you? If it's a low rank, I won't tell you!"

"This is Captain Abe. He is in charge of more than 50 imperial troops. He is a very important official! Now, where do you say the food is hidden?" The interpreter walked up to Shan Ye, grabbed him by the collar, and raised his right hand high, as if he was going to slap him in the face if he disagreed with something.

"Captain, you are not too young. You are enough to accompany me to my grave!" Shan Ye said with a chuckle. "What did you say, old man? Buried? I think you deserve a beating!" The translator raised his hand and was about to drop it, but he smelled the smell of gunpowder under his nose. Before he could react, Shan Ye grabbed the translator's wrist and elbow, and with a joint-reversing technique, he made the translator kneel on the ground.

Then, the interpreter saw two smoking grenades in the opened quilt, surrounded by oil paper wrappers.

"Hand...hand...hand..."

"Vanilla, here I come..."

Boom... Amid the stuttering voice of the interpreter and the shouts of Shan Ye, the grenade exploded, along with the 10 kilograms of black powder around it...

Huh...dust suddenly spurted out from the window of this old house, and devils flew out from the door, and countless blood and flesh splattered on the walls of the house...

Plop... plop...a ​​few drops of tears fell on the ground between the partition walls.

"Let's go into the tunnel. Second uncle has never suffered humiliation in his life. This time it's worth it..." In the partition wall, the village chief was observing the situation in the house through a small hole. With tears in his eyes, he directed the militiamen into the tunnel.

"What? An ordinary Chinese old man actually took away our five elite soldiers, including Captain Abe? Baka... Just burn it down, no need to look for any trace of the Eighth Route Army!" Outside the village, the Japanese squadron leader received the news and reluctantly gave the order to burn everything down.

"Our house is gone just like that... those damn Japanese devils!" The people in the tunnel who got the news through the observation holes could do nothing but curse the devils' ancestors in their hearts and endure it.

Time went on, and a day passed quickly. The Japanese troops advanced less than 2 kilometers to the north, but wreaked havoc in the surrounding villages for a whole day.

During this day, the Japanese also witnessed what the unyielding spirit is!

This is Licheng, the heart of the base. Every village has a militia organization. The people have many weapons in their hands, the most common of which are grenades!
In the past, when the Japanese invaded the village, the women could only run for their lives. When they were caught up, they could only scream for help and let the Japanese invaders do the brutal things to them! But today, with grenades in their hands, the women either hid in the dark and threw grenades at the Japanese invaders, or took up arms and fought like men.

Once the women were chased and had nowhere to escape, and the Japanese soldiers surrounded them and planned to abuse them, the women would not hesitate to take out the last grenade on their bodies, pull the ring and die together with the Japanese soldiers! The women were strong-willed. They had no way to deal with it before when they had no weapons! Now, with grenades in their hands, they could take away a few Japanese soldiers...

The actions of the devils were naturally reported to the headquarters, but the headquarters did not have a good way to deal with it. Fortunately, there were many tunnels and mines in each village, and most of the losses were houses, so the casualties were much smaller.

However, this is also a blood feud! Therefore, everyone has already remembered the devils and vowed to get back this debt!
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