Miyamoto Mingtetsu said that Wen Wan was arrested, and the place where he was captured was in the mountains outside Fengtian City. The order of Northeast on the map close to the inland is Liaoning, Jilin, and Heilongjiang. If you want to enter the hinterland of the Central Plains, Dahu
There are only two roads, one is along Inner Mongolia and enters Hebei, and the other is along Northeast and enters Hebei. Unfortunately, both Inner Mongolia and Northeast are now in the hands of the Japanese.
Dahu is from the Northeast. His family is logging in the forest farm, so he must be more familiar with the environment in the Northeast. Otherwise, he would not have crossed Jilin to bring Shang Kun and his friends back from Liaoning.
In other words, there is nothing wrong with what Miyamoto said on the surface. If the Japanese really made up their mind to pursue and block all the gaps from Inner Mongolia and Northeast China, the big tiger would really have no way to get through except to divert to the Soviet Union.
But, would the Japanese do this?
For the sake of a woman, use all the troops to withdraw all the garrison troops in the Northeast and Inner Mongolia and send them all into the mountains?
impossible!
After a brief excitement, Xu Ruifeng felt that Miyamoto Akitetsu was deceiving him.
However, when he saw the other person's excitement, he was afraid of what might happen...
Men, when they have a family, they have a weakness. When they have a woman, they lose all the temper that a bachelor should have. When they have children, they don't even have the courage to make a desperate move.
In the quiet cell, Xu Ruifeng's mind was in a mess, as if the world he had built with his own hands was about to collapse. The unsustainable hardship was not as good as letting him enter the torture chamber and have someone serve him.
"Is it really gentle?"
The embroiderer asked after Miyamoto Akitetsu left.
"have no idea."
"Don't worry yet."
Can Xu Ruifeng not be anxious? The old Xu family is a single generation of four generations!
"Have you ever thought about whether what this Japanese man said is true or false?"
"What you're betting on now is just a contingency, but if you let them think they have a hold on your life, they will always make a fuss about it in the future."
Lao Xu was so anxious that he didn't say a word, his whole mind was in chaos.
"Old Xu, if you think about it carefully, why didn't the Japanese look for our people in the mountains, but instead sent out a large number of people to capture Wen Wan? What is the climate in the mountains now? Japs who are not familiar with Northeast China don't need to enter the mountains at this time.
Fighting, even frostbite and falling injuries may cause a large number of non-combat casualties in the entire army. Can they bear this result?"
"Also, no matter what you do, you must pay a price. Even if the Japanese admit the non-combat attrition of the entire army, how much materials and money are needed to send an army into the mountains, but the result is
Even if the operation succeeds, it is nothing more than the complete success of the 'Suppression Plan' in the Northern Manchuria region. Is this proportional?"
When Xiu Niang analyzed the entire situation from two aspects, Xu Ruifeng let out a long sigh. It wasn't that he didn't know how to think about it, but he didn't dare to think about it. Especially after personally experiencing what it was like to be a gendarmerie, who dared to think about it?
What kind of torture will your pregnant daughter-in-law encounter if she comes in?
This was the first time Xu Ruifeng felt afraid. He was afraid that the person he loved deeply would suffer pain.
"Ms. Xiu, we worked so hard but still lost. What's the reason?"
The embroiderer replied without even pausing: "For the hard-won dawn."
"So that no one will pick up a gun again after this war;"
"In order to allow them to open the wounds that only belong to us at any time, always remember the fact that in the human world, as long as you are weak, you will be beaten!"
The embroiderer looked firmly at the roof of the shed, as if the sunlight could shine through the cement-covered walls and continued: "Decadence, laziness, eating and waiting to die are no longer suitable for this era. People in all countries have to put up their arms.
In a world where victory can only be achieved by rushing forward, if there had not been a lesson that nearly destroyed the country, we who had just overthrown the feudal dynasty would not have been able to build a country that screams "Aoao" and runs forward."
"Only by learning from the pain can we stand up again. Lao Xu, do you still want your son to be bullied by foreigners?"
There is no need to answer this question at all.
When asked without an answer, the embroiderer continued: "If you don't want to, you have to grit your teeth, bear the pain and walk on to drive little Japan out of our land."
"Only on that day, when you tell your son this story and hear him ask, 'Isn't this bragging?', will you be qualified to take off your clothes and reveal the scars all over your body to tell them that this is all yours?"
This is the personal experience of this new China, which turns all doubts into ashes and leaves a firmness full of yearning in your son's eyes."
The embroiderer's voice began to weaken, and in the end she was almost silent.
"Embroidery lady?"
"Are you OK?"
Xu Ruifeng asked with concern.
"No, I'm just tired, let me take a nap."
He is such a good person that he can't even speak a word. Even so, he is still consolidating Xu Ruifeng's thoughts that are about to waver, for fear that he will waver a little bit.
What is the magic power of this red party?
Xu Ruifeng asked this question countless times in his mind, but still couldn't find the answer.
However, he knew deeply that if there was such a group of people standing around him, then we, Lao Xu, could be like them, because it would be worth it to sacrifice our lives for these people.
As soon as his ambition was aroused, a question appeared in his mind. What if Wen Wan's arrest was just an accident?
A thought directly pulled Xu Ruifeng from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley, and his whole body felt cold from head to toe.
What God hates most is that he can arrange such coincidences at will. If you are the beneficiary, you will laugh until you clap your hands and stamp your feet, as if destiny is standing behind you. But, how would you feel if you were the victim?
Time passed by Xu Ruifeng's side minute by minute. He lay on the ground like a wooden stake, motionless.
How he lay down, why he was standing and now lying down, Xu Ruifeng couldn't remember at all, but the feeling of rising and falling was like a thin string tied to the whole heart bouncing up and down.
At this moment, footsteps were heard in the dungeon of the Military Police. A Japanese officer was led by soldiers into the basement. The soldier said to the guard guarding the dungeon: "This is Major Miki from the Railway Department. He has acquired
Section Chief Miyamoto agreed to interrogate a prisoner."
The guard responded very stiffly: "Procedure."
The soldier was also unambiguous. He turned around to Miki, took a piece of paper in his hand and handed it over. After careful inspection, he said: "I will open the cell door for you right now, Major Miki."
Squeak.
The sound of the cell door being opened was heard, and Xu Ruifeng opened his eyes at this moment. He watched two Japanese soldiers drag Xiu Niang out from the cell next door.
At that moment, Xu Ruifeng shouted outside the cell: "Don't touch her, don't touch her!"
The Japanese officer glanced at Lao Xu outside the cell, tilted his head, and asked the soldier next to him without paying attention: "Do they know each other?"
"Major Miki, they don't know each other. To be precise, they are not even co-accused."
"What's wrong with this guy?"
"It's like this. The relationship here is very complicated. I don't know the details. If you have any needs, I can apply to Section Chief Miyamoto to transfer the entire case file for you." Someone from the Special Higher Education Course.
He answered the questions very rigorously and dealt with it without revealing any information or being impolite.
Miki waved his hand, stopped asking further questions, and walked directly to the execution room.
