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Chapter 20 Zhao Family Village

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    Zhaojia Village.

    This is just a village in a quiet valley, and it is not close to the traffic arteries, so the devils seldom come here to patronize, but the puppet soldiers have come here a few times.

    But today, a large number of devils and puppet soldiers suddenly appeared, which shocked the villagers. Everyone was driven out under the bayonet of the devils and puppet soldiers.

    In the entire village, there are eighty-three people, most of whom are old, young, women and children. There are only a dozen middle-aged men who are anxiously looking at the devils around them and the countless black muzzles of guns.

    For the middle-aged man, the chance of surviving is too small. Famines occur every year, and troops often enter the mountains to catch the young men. The soldiers are chaotic. For the poor, there is no way out.

    The village head is an old man with gray hair and beard, Zhao Xianguang. At this time, he is leaning on a cane and standing in front of the whole village.  , the whole village, I'm afraid it's going to be more ominous than ominous.

    Now, they are all ghost soldiers, and the top officials of the devils have not yet appeared, so they can live for a few more minutes.

    He raised his head and looked at the sun in the gap between the mountains, with despair in his eyes.

    "Da, da, da." The sound of leather boots sounded, and an old devil came from behind the devil. His head was wrapped with a bandage, and blood was still oozing from his ears. Because of the injury,  On the contrary, it looked even more hideous.

    Ok, the little devil's officer is injured?

    Look again, the other little devils around seem to be disheartened too?  Zhao Xianguang saw all this in his eyes, and he understood better.

    After losing the battle, the devils couldn't catch the Eighth Route Army that was beating them, so they were going to take their anger out on the civilians on their own side?

    These damn devils!

    Suddenly, Zhao Xianguang's eyes widened. He saw an interpreter standing beside the old devil. That interpreter, with an ugly face, was not a good person at first glance.

    This translator, he knows, is a bitch who went out of the village!

    In Zhaojia Village, 80% of the people have the surname Zhao. In this era, it is common for people with other surnames to suffer in the village.  It is impossible for the Niu family to be satisfied.

    A few years ago, the Niu family moved away, saying that they went to the county seat. Everyone didn't envy them, and they didn't care too much about it. However, no one knew that the eldest son of the Niu family, Goudan, whose name was Niu Tongshan, actually went to the county seat as a  Became a traitor and became a translator for devils!

    Niu Tongshan stood in front of Kato Taro. After Kato Taro gave a few words, he walked towards the crowd.

    "Bastard." Zhao Xianguang made a low voice: "Scum! You have lost the face of your ancestors!"

    Having lived enough, he also knew that he would surely die today, so now Zhao Xianguang said this without any fear.

    If Niu Tongshan wants to kill him now, he is not afraid and will go all out.

    Niu Tongshan just paused by his side, and then continued to move forward.

    "Aunt Zhao's family, originally, I wanted to bring Decheng to get rich together and take you to the city to live a good life. It's a pity." Niu Tongshan looked at Zhao Xiuhong, Zhao Decheng's mother-in-law, who was in her thirties and had already worked hard in the crop fields.  It became the image of a middle-aged aunt, and at this moment, she was leading a seven or eight-year-old boy in her hand.

    The devil came too fast, and originally wanted to hide the child in the haystack, but before he had time to hide, the devil kicked open the door of the house, and then, she was glad that she did not hide the child. After the devil came in, the bayonet was on the grass  The pile was stabbed many times. If it got in, the child would definitely be dead.

    "Bah." Zhao Xiuhong spat on Niu Tongshan's face, and the sticky saliva stuck to the lens of Niu Tongshan's glasses, looking extremely disgusting.

    "Hmph, I don't want to be a human, but I always like to be a dog! Our country is ruined and our family is ruined because of you scum!" Zhao Xiuhong was originally in the village.  Her husband went to the city to live a good life, that is to let him be a dog, Zhao Xiuhong immediately took a bite.

    "You, you!" Niu Tongshan shook off his right hand and wanted to slap him, but his left hand felt severe pain.

    "Ah" Niu Tongshan screamed, his left hand had already been bitten by a boy from Zhao Decheng's family.

    "Bageya Road!" At this time, Kato Taro from behind looked at this scene, and was already furious. Under his command, two devil soldiers ran over in a few steps, and the gun butt hit Zhao Xiuhong's shoulder hard.  hit her, blinding her eyes, and staggered towardsBefore, was smashed out of the crowd.

    "Little bastard!" Niu Tongshan grabbed the arm of Zhao Decheng's son, Zhao Xiaohu. After all, the child was young, so the two arms grabbed him and restrained him from moving.

    Zhao Xiaohu kicked his legs, and suddenly, Niu Tongshan let out a scream, squatted down slowly, and covered the space between his legs. Just now, Zhao Xiaohu's leg had already kicked his vital parts.  Cracking.

    "Boom!" A heavy butt of the gun hit Zhao Xiaohu's head, blood spurted from Zhao Xiaohu's head immediately, and he fell down, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

    "Niu Tongshan, you have to die! We have 40 million compatriots, one Zhao Decheng falls down, and tens of thousands of Zhao Decheng stand up." Zhao Xiuhong watched her son being picked up by a devil soldier and smashed  His head was smashed, he didn't know what to do, his heart was like a knife, and he was still shouting loudly.

    Niu Tongshan reacted abruptly: "What did you say? Who taught you?"

    His mind is not confused, it's just that he is a little impatient, and he can still react to many things.

    Zhao Xiuhong, usually in the village is a sharp mouth, and she speaks ruthlessly, but she can never say such educated words, and she is a village girl who has never been to the county seat a few times, how can she say so?  These words come?

    There must be someone encouraging them, someone doing ideological work for them. Such people, on the side of the Eighth Route Army, are called political commissars, instructors, and instructors, and they are the focus of attention.

    Could it be that someone with such an identity has been active recently?

    Thinking of this, he endured the severe pain between his legs and walked towards Zhao Xiuhong step by step.

    "Yaoxi." Kato Taro, who had suffered a defeat and became angry from embarrassment, suddenly showed a meaningful expression after receiving this information.

    It's really a big fish, to be able to say these words, sure enough, someone is instigating it, so as long as one's own side deploys properly here, perhaps, it can kill many guerrillas, and may even be troops of the Eighth Route Army!

    Today, we must avenge last night!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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