The old smoker was holding a firecracker and stood in front of the window frame at the back of the room, unable to figure it out. Behind him was Si Baozi, who was protecting Xiao Man and Bai Ling.
When the footsteps thundered in the alley, they had already discussed a countermeasure, which was to throw Bai Ling and Xiao Man along the wall into the courtyard where the theater troupe was. The remaining gentlemen would fight to the end with the Japanese. At that time, it was either death or death.
Life depends entirely on God's will... But why did the Japanese just "jiiliguala" and then all of them withdrew it after a while of translation?
"Old smoker..."
Si Baozi held Xiao Man's hand and refused to let go. It was heartbreaking that the father and son who had just met could not part with each other.
"Don't make any noise."
The old smoker has become a master. At the moment when he is about to take action, no one has as much combat experience as him.
He slowly walked out of the room, carrying a bench and placing it in the courtyard. He squatted on the bench to prevent his body from being exposed outside the wall. He then raised his head and looked ahead towards the surveillance point where he usually monitored himself...
There, there are no more sly eyes, and even the surrounding air no longer contains a special smell.
Something is wrong.
Although the old smoker couldn't figure out what was wrong, it still felt awkward no matter how he thought about it.
It stands to reason that they should be facing a dead end. After Lao Xu left, the Japanese stayed quiet for a while, but not long after, these guys were struggling in the alley like rats that died after taking medicine and myrrh, and the sound of guns was heard.
, footsteps, voices, and the roar of cars appeared in various directions. The old smoker with a sharp ear and eyes could follow the direction and hear that he was surrounded by others.
Therefore, Lao Yanqiang immediately discussed a countermeasure with No. 94, which was to throw the children and women into the theater troupe along the wall, while the men stayed to fight.
The Japanese suddenly surrounded them, and it was definitely not out of nowhere. If they weren't allowed to take a bite of the meat, how could these little brats let it go?
Anyway, I and others have completed their mission of killing Miki, so there is nothing to worry about in Harbin.
Isn’t it just death?
Ever since I started here, my old smoker’s ears have never been idle and I have been listening.
He heard someone walking to the back corner of the courtyard to surround the back wall;
He heard someone stepping on tiles to get up to the house;
I also heard someone pulling the bolt of a gun...
Before preparing a blunderbuss to take down the Japanese child who was looking at the window in the courtyard from the roof, Lao Yanqiang repeatedly advised Si Baozi to quickly throw the child through the window behind him. If it was too late, it would be too late; Si Baozi also followed
The child was kissed again and again, hugged again, and even the few pieces of ocean left in his pocket were stuffed into the child's crotch to save him some time...
A Japanese soldier came and muttered something outside the hospital, but these guys turned around and withdrew!
Is there anything so cheap in this world?
Can it?
The old smoker wasn't sure, so he looked at No. 94 without thinking very well.
No. 94 was spinning his hands in circles, as if calculating fortunes.
"The people from the Communist International were invited to the gendarmerie, which shows that they have always been in the hands of the special high school; the people from the south joined the gendarmerie, which can be regarded as showing their faces; their own courtyard was surrounded, and they still
The good thing is that no one else has surfaced. Anyway, it’s time for the Japanese to close the net, what else is more important than this?"
"Harbin, Harbin...Northeast..."
No. 94 tried his best to think bigger. After all, when the matter was not big enough to make the Japanese give up the meat on their lips, he turned his head and looked at everyone, and his eyes almost burst open!
There was an answer that he didn't even dare to think about...or rather, an answer that he never wanted to think about came out of his heart, causing him to break out in sweat.
If that's really the case...
It’s so true…
"You bastard, you might as well kill me!"
No. 94 said this and issued an order to everyone: "People of the Anti-Union League, listen!"
Even Bai Ling and Si Baozi all raised their heads.
"Everyone, please withdraw immediately. You will not be allowed to stay in Harbin for a moment!"
"No. 94, what's going on?" Bai Ling asked eagerly, wanting an answer.
No. 94 took several breaths in a row before finally taking this breath and answering: "The sky is falling."
He didn't shout, it was as if his whole body was drained and he couldn't shout at all.
That feeling...
That feeling...
That feeling...
It can pin people in a corner and crush them little by little.
You clearly know what these Japanese are going to do, and you can clearly feel what is about to happen, but you are unable to do anything.
Your power seems to be able to take away anyone's life, but in front of a fully functioning state machine, it is like flying ashes.
"We can't let them go, we can't let them leave Harbin!"
Xu Ruifeng stared out the window with dull eyes, his mind as if he was going to walk out with a gun in his hand.
He is such a reckless man and wants to use a mantis' arm as a chariot. This is the only thing that this reckless man in the world can do.
"Stand down!"
Ma Zhansan stopped him with two tearful words.
Because they are all from the Northeast, they all know that once the Japanese leave this land, many places in China will become like the Northeast, which is like hell.
But let alone Xu Ruifeng, even if the entire anti-resistance alliance in the mountains stood up, what would happen?
This is not a war for one person, this is a competition between state machines. Everyone will become crazy between the two-way choice of glory and shame, and eventually lose their humanity. What can individuals do?
If we don’t awaken the consciousness of the whole people, this is the inevitable outcome!
"Boy, while your brain is still wet, while the Japanese are too busy to care about you, take your people and leave Harbin immediately."
Ma Zhansan said this.
Xu Ruifeng looked at him, widened his eyes and asked, "What did you say?"
Ma Zhansan said angrily: "I told you to keep your little life!"
"This is not a question of whether you are afraid of death or not, you have to be able to settle accounts." Ma Zhansan said word for word: "If all this is true, if you burn down a Japanese granary after you survive, you will
It is possible that one of them, the Japanese, will not have enough to eat; destroying an arsenal may cause a bastard to shoot at our soldiers without some gunpowder in his bullets."
"Still don't understand?"
"There's no point in you going to die now."
"Only by surviving and fighting with them can we bring down the Japanese as much as possible!"
"If you can win this war by taking human lives, you don't need to say anything. I'll just take off my belt and hang it on the rafters right now. You can think about it for yourself if this is true!"
Xu Ruifeng turned his head and looked out the window. He had a vivid memory of the dusk that day. The sky at that time was as red as blood, and his hand holding the gun could not stop shaking.
This made Lao Xu never forget this month, July, for the rest of his life.
