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- Soon, after Zhang Tianhao got up, he didn't even eat breakfast, put on makeup and went out.
In the clinic, Song Lang and Zhang Li also looked at each other. After all, Zhang Li also knew that Song Lang talked a bit too much today, and it was different from their mission.
"Song Lang, after your husband comes back, you apologize to him. Do you know that it is difficult for him himself, and you are going to add more trouble to him? You are not doing the right thing."
"But we can't just sit here and do nothing, so what are we doing here?" Song Lang was also angry. After all, he was sent here to kill the Japanese, but it has been almost two months. , but there was no movement at all from Zhang Tianhao.
"You, don't you know how to use your brain? Do you think your husband really didn't do anything? It's just that you don't know. It's really difficult here for you, sir. We don't have any support or manpower, but the thing is One thing after another, you are really a god as a sir!¡±
Zhang Li whispered a lesson to Song Lang and even glared at him.
"In the future, do your own thing well and don't think too much or ask too many questions. That is the best protection for your husband."
¡°After all, Zhang Li had guessed something. She received the telegrams sent from time to time from Nanjing on time, and she guessed that she could also guess some of the tasks sent from Nanjing.
It¡¯s just that Zhang Tianhao never mentioned it to them.
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At this time, Zhang Tianhao had changed his clothes and even had a press card on him. He looked exactly like a reporter, holding a camera.
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He checked the photo on his ID, and then made some simple repairs. A new face appeared in front of him. He looked at the photo and the reporter next to him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
According to the Beijing Daily reporter's pass, he is only two or three centimeters taller than Yuan Zhongnan, so who would pay attention to his identity.
Of course, there is also a situation, that is, people he is familiar with.
Looking at the reporter who was pulled aside by him and stuffed under the bed, he could only mourn for him for three minutes, then picked up his press card and headed outside to the central square.
At this time, the central square was already full of ordinary people, and there were also many Japanese military police and local police, almost completely surrounding the entire square.
And Zhang Tianhao was standing under the stage.
Holding a camera in his hand, he was taking pictures of several Japanese people from the National Police Agency and the military police chief on the stage. Flash after flash, all the people above him were photographed.
After all, you have a press card and your identity is checked before you are allowed to walk in and take pictures. Otherwise, no one else is really allowed to take pictures.
Looking at the more than a hundred ordinary people, both men and women, who were being escorted and kneeling aside, they were all crying, and even all of them had scars all over their bodies. Maybe it was because the Chinese people like to watch the excitement, or they like to point out. With a pointing mentality, he spoke casually to the Chinese who were about to be shot.
"Look, they are a bunch of fools again. They are going against the Japanese. Isn't this looking for death?"
"What a good daughter. It would be great if such a daughter could be my daughter-in-law. She would be at home caring for her husband and raising children. If she goes off to carry out revolution, revolution, revolution, she will revolutionize her own life."
"I never thought that someone would be so stupid, let go of a good life and resist. Look at us, we will just live this life."
"Haha, you can see killings again today. Last time I saw a Japanese who was not accurate with his marksmanship, but he didn't kill him with a single shot. That was a tragedy."
"You don't know, these bastards should be shot sooner rather than later, and don't implicate others. If such people live one more day, they will bring disaster to their families and friends. Whoever follows them will be in bad luck."
Zhang Tianhao stood among the people and listened quietly, but his heart became colder and colder. The people actually said such things, which shows how ignorant many people are. They have no concept of home and country at all. Resistance concept.
"There is nothing better than losing one's heart. These people may have been enslaved, but they didn't even have any resistance. They were numb in the face of their own compatriots.
Although not everyone says so, there are still many people who say so.
Zhang Tianhao felt desolate and painful in his heart. His brows were furrowed. He really felt like he was dead, disappointed, and lost.
You must know that they are facing a group of ordinary people. How many of them are really resisting the Japanese??, but there are more than a hundred people here, and they are all innocent people.
No wonder Mr. Lu Xun gave up medicine and followed literature. No wonder he said that in order to transform a person, one must transform a person spiritually and ideologically, only then can the people's minds be awakened.
Zhang Tianhao was silent, he was really silent. What he had to do now, besides dealing with the Japanese, he also had to do one more thing, which was to awaken the general public to join the resistance against Japan.
He thought about the student¡¯s mimeograph machine he had collected from Peiping. He originally thought he would never use it, but now he discovered that he really did use it, and he had to use it.
No wonder patriotic students are keen on these things. Now Zhang Tianhao truly understands the meaning of stupid people. The people must remove the word stupid in front of them, so that they can become real people, a people who stand up, and a people who stand up. nationality.
He realized it, this time he really realized it.
But he controlled his expression very well, as if he was really a reporter, holding up the camera as if he was taking pictures of these prisoners, and even interviewed Sato, the director of the police department in the middle.
"Excuse me, Director Sato, are the train bombings two days ago related to these prisoners?"
"In the face of these anti-Japanese elements who oppose the imperial Communist Party, have you always insisted on suppressing them?"
"Excuse me, there seem to be a lot of civilians here. They don't seem to be anti-Japanese elements. Will your massacre of civilians like this arouse the dissatisfaction of international public opinion?"
"By doing this, are you violating international conventions and the spirit of international humanitarianism?"
"Excuse me, what do you think about this incident? Who committed this case? Has the murderer been caught? Are these people all murderers?"
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Questions from reporters were thrown directly in front of Sato like a storm. Many of the questions were so difficult to answer. There were even many questions that accused them of massacring civilians.
Facing these, Sato just smiled faintly, raised his right fist high, and said loudly to everyone: "The interests of the empire are above all else. Anyone who resists the empire and goes against the will of the empire will be the enemy of the empire. And preemptively destroy it.¡±
Facing such an arrogant and domineering declaration, Zhang Tianhao stood behind and occasionally asked questions, but he knew that he was only responsible for recording now.
Especially the moment of killing, Zhang Tianhao faithfully recorded it. He wanted to use these as precious photos to accuse the Japanese of their crimes in the future.
As rows of gunshots rang out, many people couldn't bear it, but some were numb. They even raised their hands and applauded. Applause when the Japanese speak, and still applaud when the Chinese are killed.
Zhang Tianhao¡¯s heart also became numb. His heart hurt so much.
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