Regarding Guo Bingxun's analysis, Yang Zhen nodded and said: "You make sense, I will think about it carefully and gain his trust as soon as possible. [.Com text] If we have a chance to stand out, we still can't do without this unfamiliar people in Northern Manchuria.
These are the people who are familiar with the situation."
Having said this, Yang Zhen sighed and said: "I hope his true identity is what you expected. No matter what method we come up with, there is only one chance. I can't risk the lives of these hundreds of brothers."
"Brother Guo, you should be better at this than me. You must find out his true identity as soon as possible. Before you find out his true identity, suspend contact with the neighbor. You would rather wait for a while than
Take the risk.”
In fact, Yang Zhen said that he still wanted to find out the true identity of Peng Dingjie, but in fact he already agreed with Guo Bingxun's words in his heart. However, he was always a little uneasy and felt that it was better to be more cautious in this devil's cave.
It's not that he is suspicious, he has always believed that caution is necessary in times of crisis. The people around him are not his comrades who share life and death in future generations and can safely leave their backs to their comrades.
Even Guo Bingxun, whom I have had the most contact with in the past two days, has only been familiar with him for two days. The relationship between the two is now more like a grasshopper on a rope than a comrade. It is far from the point of being in tune with each other. It is easy to say now
, even Yang Zhen didn’t know if they would be wary of each other once they went out.
Yang Zhen, who is familiar with history, knows that the party has suffered too much from traitors. In order to keep secrets and even monitor each other, the true identities of many people are kept secret. Even before the founding of the People's Republic of China, the identities of party members in some troops were unknown.
Everything is still confidential.
Yang Zhen once wrote about something that seems incredible now. In the New Fourth Army, the true identity of a certain leading cadre was not truly revealed until the formation of the New Fourth Army until the Wannan Incident. Before that, except for a few individuals
In addition to other people, even the commander of the army did not know that his true identity was actually the deputy secretary of the Southeast Bureau, let alone that he controlled a radio station directly connected to the central government.
This kind of strict precautionary measure was a helpless move that had to be taken after suffering many heavy losses. The lessons learned from the past made Yang Zhen so cautious, and he did not even dare to trust his so-called own people.
And as far as Yang Zhen knows, many of the generals of the Anti-Japanese Alliance did not die on the battlefield fighting the enemy, but were sacrificed in the hands of traitors or were killed by spies who infiltrated the army. Many anti-Union troops were also killed by spies.
Broken with traitors.
The situation in Northeast China is far more complicated than in Guanhai. The Japanese have been operating on this territory for too long. Whether you can succeed is not only related to whether you can escape from this devil's cave, but also related to the lives of more than 500 people. Here
In the wolf's den, even the slightest mistake will bring endless harm.
After thinking for a long time, Yang Zhen decided to be cautious. Looking at Guo Bingxun on the side, he sighed secretly: "Can you make me truly believe in you? You will share life and death with me and will never leave me for life. When facing the enemy,
When the time comes, can you trust your back to your comrades, brother?"
Perhaps because of injuries on his body, Peng Dingjie fell asleep and didn't wake up until dinner time. Looking at the sorghum rice and a small piece of pickle dumplings brought to him by Xiao Huzi, Peng Dingjie frowned, but he leaned against the wall without moving.
chopsticks.
Looking at the frowning Peng Dingjie, Guo Bingxun put down the rice bowl in his hand and came over and said: "Brother Peng, why can't you eat it? Is it too rough? What do you Anti-Japanese Leaguers eat on weekdays? Don't you also eat this stuff?
?”
Guo Bingxun grew up with his father in the Northeast since he was a child. He also knows that sorghum rice is the daily staple food of ordinary people in the Northeast. It does not have much nutrition. To be honest, the taste is not comparable to that of rice or white flour, but fortunately it is cheap and the yield per mu is small.
Not much, but the overall output is large. Most farmers use this and corn pancakes as their daily staple food.
Although he said this out of concern, it also meant testing. If he really couldn't eat these things, it would truly confirm Yang Zhen's worries. Japanese soldiers who eat rice or barley as their staple food
They will not eat something that has little nutrition and is only worthy of being used as livestock feed in their eyes.
After listening to Guo Bingxun's words, Peng Dingjie shook his head and said: "That's not true. What we have to eat on weekdays in the deep mountains and old forests is pretty good. In times of difficulty, we have even eaten horse hides. Why would we think it is rough there? Besides,
, I have been eating this since I was a child, how can I not get used to it? But after I was tortured, I don’t know what happened. As soon as I ate this food, my stomach hurt so much within two mouthfuls, and I also had bouts of acid reflux.”
Hearing what Peng Dingjie said, Guo Bingxun quickly grabbed his arm and checked his pulse carefully. Then he lifted up the prison uniform on his body, and when he was about to press it down, he saw that there was almost no intact piece of blood on his chest.
The skin has been beaten to pieces, and there are criss-crossing wounds everywhere. Although some have scabs, they are still hideous and scary.
Seeing the wounds on Peng Dingjie's body, Guo Bingxun didn't say anything, but after letting out a long sigh, he forced himself to calm down and pressed gently on him.
After the inspection was completed and he put down his prison uniform, Guo Bingxun raised his head and looked at Peng Dingjie, who was puzzled by his actions and even a little defensive. He smiled slightly and said: "I know a little bit about Chinese medicine. Since you can't eat,
I’ll just show it to you. Don’t worry, I don’t mean anything else.”
Guo Bingxun asked Xiao Huzi to drink more water for Peng Dingjie, then walked to Yang Zhen and whispered: "His stomach is damaged. If he eats these things again, it will kill him. Remember I told you that he
The injury was so serious that all the internal organs were damaged? It seems that the situation is much more serious now."
"If the conditions are properly treated, his life expectancy will not be too big, but he can live for ten or twenty years without any problem. But now it seems that if he does not seize the time for treatment, even if he can survive, he can survive for five years.
He has been blessed with a long life and a good fortune in six years. How about some rice to cook some porridge for him now?" After saying this, Guo Bingxun let out a long sigh.
Hearing Guo Bingxun's words, Yang Zhen frowned tightly. He knew that Peng Dingjie had been severely tortured, which could be seen from the wounds on his body. Moreover, his internal organs were injured as a result of the torture, which Guo Bingxun had said before. But his stomach
Being beaten badly, even if Yang Zhen doesn't understand medical science, he still knows what this means?
What is this place? It is not a prison that pays attention to humane management in later generations. It is not even a Japanese gendarmerie that destroys anti-Japanese organizations in order to obtain confessions and will not easily let prisoners die before getting what they want. It is Japan.
The devil's troops used by the Japanese for bacterial experiments on Chinese people.
Where can he go to find rice at this stall? If the little devils had any humanity at all, they would not do such a thing. To expect these little devils to show their kindness and get some rice porridge is tantamount to dancing with wolves.
Looking at Yang Zhen who was frowning after hearing what he said, Guo Bingxun also knew that there was nothing he could do now. This was not a charity hall, but a prison for the little devils. Rice was very important to these Chinese people who were about to be used as experiments by them.
, that is something that is absolutely desirable and out of reach.
They both looked at each other for a long time and were helpless. Both of them knew what would happen if Peng Dingjie was handed over to the Japanese. Neither of them dared to think about asking the Japanese to guard him and get some rice from there. Hand him over to the Japanese.
, can only die faster. After a long silence, Yang Zhen hesitated and said: "Brother Guo, can't he eat even a little sorghum now?"
Yang Zhen, who was still worried about Peng Dingjie's identity just now, can say that his doubts are gone. Just as Guo Bingxun said, if the little devil wants to find a way to plant spies among his own people and observe the movements of prisoners of war, is it right?
They would spend such a huge amount of money. They would use such a spy to carry out such a ruthless attack. Not to mention the Japanese spies, they would not do it, even those traitors would not do it.
Regarding Yang Zhen's words, Guo Bingxun shook his head and said: "It's easy to talk about external injuries, but the key internal injuries are difficult to treat. The stomach needs to be nourished, and sorghum rice can be eaten, but it will aggravate his injuries. If there is food accumulation, remove this thing
It's not good to boil it into a paste and eat it. But his stomach is hurt, so it would be better to eat more refined food."
"If you eat these things and these pickles all the time, you will definitely not be able to bear it for a long time. Once it causes bleeding, it will be troublesome, and you may even die. Sorghum rice is a good thing to make wine and feed animals. But for humans,
Apart from filling his stomach, it basically doesn’t have much nutrition. Eating this all the time will not help his recovery. His injury is too serious.”
Yang Zhen knew that what Guo Bingxun said was right. Not to mention that the stomach was damaged, even if you have stomach problems, you should try to eat as little whole grains as possible. Sorghum rice will cause acid reflux in the stomach of normal people even if they eat it three times a day, let alone
A man with a broken stomach.
Yang Zhen knew about sorghum rice. In later generations, with the massive promotion of high-yielding rice and corn, this low-yield crop that has been gradually eliminated has almost become as expensive as rice. Sorghum rice with rice, eggplant and potatoes mixed with sauce or
It's soybean tofu, which is the favorite thing of the people in Northeast China when they want to change their taste in the hot summer. When Yang Zhen was a soldier, he liked to eat it when he got together with his comrades. But usually no one eats it anymore, let alone
Take him as a staple food.
Yang Zhen hesitated for a moment, then walked over to Peng Dingjie who was leaning against the wall and squatted down. He looked at the untouched mouthful of sorghum rice and pickle dumplings in front of him, shook his head, picked up the rice bowl and sent it to him.
He said in front of him: "Brother Peng, we know you are feeling very uncomfortable. But you still have to eat the food no matter what. If you want to survive and continue fighting with them, you must eat."
"I know that if you want to live and continue fighting with them, you must eat this food. But after eating this, my stomach feels like a knife cutting it, and the pain is always unbearable." After listening to Yang Zhen's words of comfort, Peng Dingjie
He shook his head and said.
Yang Zhen didn't answer him, but used a spoon to twist the sorghum rice in the bowl into a paste little by little, mixed it with water and stirred it into a paste, then took a mouthful and handed it to his mouth and said: "You have to eat even if you can't eat it.
If you can't eat it at one time, then eat it several times. Again, you have to eat it because you want to live."
"Only if we are alive can we continue to fight and fight against the Japs. Although our lives are not valuable, we cannot starve to death here. Our lives must be left to continue killing the Japs. If those of us who resisted all died,
If only those who are willing to be traitors are left, then China is truly hopeless. In order to survive, you must eat."
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