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    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 the opportunity to stand out, we still can't do without this unfamiliar people in Northern Manchuria.  They are 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.  It's just that he is always a little worried, and always feels that it is better to be more cautious in this devil's cave.

    It¡¯s not that he is suspicious, he always believes that caution is necessary in times of crisis.  The people around him are not those who will share life and death with him in future generations, and he can safely leave his back to their comrades.

    Even Guo Bingxun, whom he has had the most contact with in the past two days, has only been familiar with him for two days.  Now the relationship between the two is not so much that of comrades in arms, but that of a grasshopper on a rope.  It's far from reaching the point of tacit understanding.  It's easy to say now whether they will be wary of each other once they go out, but even Yang Zhen doesn't know.

    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 units were kept secret.

    Yang Zhen once wrote about something that seems unbelievable 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 this, except for a few individuals, even the commander of the army did not know that his true identity was the deputy secretary of the Southeast Bureau, let alone that he controlled a radio station that went directly to the central government.

    This kind of strict precautionary measure was a helpless move that had to be taken after suffering many big losses.  The lessons learned from the past are what make Yang Zhen so cautious, even not trusting his so-called own people.

    And as far as Yang Zhen knew, many generals of the Anti-Japanese Alliance did not die on the battlefield fighting the enemy, but died at the hands of traitors or were killed by spies who infiltrated the army.  Many resistance forces were also defeated by spies and traitors.

    The situation in Northeast China is far more complicated than that in Guan Nei.  The Japanese have been operating on this territory for too long.  Whether he can succeed is not only related to whether he can escape from this devil's cave, but also related to the lives of more than five hundred people.  In this wolf 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 and brothers? "

    ¡°Perhaps due to injuries on his body, Peng Dingjie fell asleep this time 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 his chopsticks.

    Looking at the frowning Peng Dingjie, Guo Bingxun put down his rice bowl and came over and said: "Brother Peng, why can't you eat it? Do you think this food is 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 is the daily staple food of ordinary people in the Northeast.  This stuff doesn't have much nutrition, and to be honest, its taste is not comparable to that of rice or white flour, but fortunately it's cheap. Although the yield per mu is not high, the overall output is large.  Most farmers take this and corn tortillas as their daily staple food.

    He said this out of concern, but it also meant testing.  If he really couldn't eat these things, it would truly confirm Yang Zhen's worries.  The Japanese, whose daily staple food was rice or barley, would not eat something that had little nutrition and was 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 still think it is rough? Besides,  , I have been eating this since I was a child, why am I not used to it? But after being tortured, I don¡¯t know what happened, but my stomach hurts so much after just two bites, and I also have bouts of acid reflux.¡±

    Hearing what Peng Dingjie said, Guo Bingxun quickly grabbed his arm and took his pulse carefully.  He lifted up the prison uniform on his body again and was about to press it down.?, but saw that almost no intact skin on his chest was beaten to pieces, and there were criss-crossing wounds everywhere.  Although some of them have become scabbed, they are still hideous and scary.

    Seeing the wounds on Peng Dingjie¡¯s body, Guo Bingxun didn¡¯t say anything, but after 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 and said: "I know a little bit about Chinese medicine. Since you can't eat,  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 very serious and 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 great, 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 longevity for 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 due to torture, as Guo Bingxun said before.  But his stomach was damaged. Even if Yang Zhen didn't understand medical science, he still knew what this meant?

    where is this place?  It is not a prison that pays attention to humane management as it is called 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 a devil force used by the Japanese devils to conduct bacterial experiments on Chinese people.

    Where can he go to find rice at this stall?  If the little devil had any humanity at all, he would not do such a thing.  Expecting these little devils to be kind enough to get some rice porridge is tantamount to dancing with wolves.

    Looking at Yang Zhen, who was a little frowning after hearing what he said, Guo Bingxun also knew that there was nothing he could do now.  This is not a charity hall, but a prison for little devils.  Rice is something that is absolutely desired and out of reach for the Chinese people who will be used as experiments.

    After looking at each other for a long time, both of them were helpless. They both knew what would happen if Peng Dingjie was handed over to the Japanese.  Neither of them dared to think about finding Japanese guards to get some rice from there.  Handing him over to the Japanese will only make him 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 now say that his doubts are gone.  Just as Guo Bingxun said, if the little Japanese tried to find a way to plant spies among their own people and observe the movements of prisoners of war, they would not spend such a large amount of money.  To take out such a spy and carry out such a ruthless attack.  Not to mention the Japanese spies who couldn't do it, not even those traitors.

    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, but his stomach is hurt, so it¡¯s 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 for making wine and feeding animals. But for humans,  Apart from filling his stomach, eating this food all the time is not conducive to his recovery. "

    Yang Zhen knew that what Guo Bingxun said was correct.  Not to mention that the stomach is 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 a normal person even if he eats three meals a day, let alone a person whose stomach is damaged.

    Yang Zhen knows about sorghum rice.  In later generations, with the massive promotion of high-yield rice and corn, this low-yield crop that has been gradually eliminated has almost become as expensive as rice.  Rice with sorghum rice, eggplant and potatoes mixed with sauce, or soybean tofu are the favorite things for people in Northeast China 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, and no one uses it 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. But after eating this, my stomach feels like a knife, and the pain is 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 bit by bit, mixed it with water and mixed 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 in batches. Again, you have to eat it because you want to live.¡±

    "Only when 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 there are only those who are willing to be traitors, then China is really hopeless. In order to survive, you must eat.¡±

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