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Volume 1 Homeless Chapter 3 Heaven and Earth (Part 1)

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    Chapter 3 Heaven and Earth (Part 1) "You" The fat black puppet battalion commander pointed at Kazuo Nakamura with a box cannon and was furious. However, he still did not have the courage to fight with the Japanese in front of the two armies.  Gritting his teeth and lowering the muzzle of the gun, he turned around and shouted hoarsely at the henchmen behind him: "Brothers, the Japanese will not save you. We can only find a way to survive on our own. Let's go. Follow me and continue to retreat south. Let's see if the Eighth Route Army first  To chase us beggars, we should destroy his coal station first. "I have no conscience."  Running past the gate, everyone's face was filled with the despair of being betrayed.  Hearing the desperate shouts and curses outside the door, the puppet soldiers who were lying behind the stone wall preparing for the battle were all dejected. There is a saying that when a rabbit dies and a fox is sad, everything will harm its own kind. If the little devil can abandon the road protection team outside the door today, he can abandon it tomorrow.  They, but they continue to work for the Japs, standing still and waiting for help despite the artillery bombardment of the Eighth Route Army. If they die in battle, they will not even have a mat to wrap their bodies. After being injured, they will probably be kicked out directly.  He might be regarded as one of his own by the little devil.  Seeing this, the pseudo-company commander Qin Xiaoqiang quickly and quietly lowered his head to Nakamura Kazuo's ear and whispered: "Taijun, the enemy is facing a formidable enemy. One more person will give you more strength. Besides, that battalion commander Zhang even has one of his own people."  They all raised their hands and were killed. How could it be that the Eighth Route Army was pretending to be someone else?" "Yes." Gu Daming, the traitor stationmaster at the coal filling station, also whispered to the side, "It is definitely right for Taijun to be more cautious, but if this is the case, then hurry up.  If they leave, I'm afraid it will damage the morale of other brothers. ""Yes, yes." Lao Yang, the contractor who is responsible for organizing people to load coal for passing trains, also has the courage to help the compatriots outside.  Begging for mercy, "One more person now means more strength. If Taijun doesn't believe them, let them come in through the urinal door on the door, and then search them one by one." "Yeah" As someone who has lived in the Northeast for many years  China expert, Nakamura Kazuo also regrets his decision just now. As far as he knows, the Chinese are a nation with a lot of sympathy. They often see unrelated people in trouble and associate them with themselves, and then take the next step.  In the following battle, if the morale of the Imperial Army was low, there would be no hope of holding on until the reinforcements arrived with just the small group of Imperial warriors under his command.  Just as he was hesitating whether he should take back his life, the Eighth Route Army on the far side of the roadbed had already begun fire preparations, "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." Four consecutive artillery shells smashed into the yard.  The blast caused bricks and stones to fly, and one of them landed just at the bottom of the turret on the left. Although it was not powerful enough to collapse the turret, it still stunned the machine gunner inside, and he let out a series of ghostly cries and howls.  "Da da da, da da da, da da da" was followed by a series of machine gun fires. The road guard outside the door who was escaping southward along the wall was swept down in large areas. Fortunately, they were not hit by the machine guns.  The one in the middle followed the stupid fat battalion commander and lay on the ground with his head in his hands, never daring to move at all.  "Bah, bah, bah." Nakamura Kazuo spit out a mouth full of cinders, poked half of his head out from behind the stone wall, and looked down. The Eighth Route Army obviously wanted to eliminate them and the road convoy outside the door, so the latter became  In the round of fire just now, at least 20 people in the road protection team were killed and injured. Blood emerged from the corpses like spring water, dyeing the brand-new military uniforms red, and staining the surrounding areas.  The ground was muddy.  If the road protection team is fake, the Eighth Route Army will never kill them. But knowing that they are not fake, but watching them die outside the coal filling station, the morale of the Imperial Army in the yard will definitely collapse.  , if not done, there is even the possibility of defection. Thinking of this, Nakamura Kazuo did not dare to delay anymore. While directing the Japanese and puppet soldiers in the gun towers and city walls, they launched a counterattack against the Eighth Route on the far side of the roadbed, while quietly giving  Qin Xiaoqiang made a gesture, "Captain Qin, go down and open the urinal door on the gate, and let the road protection team from outside come in. Quick, take a few more people down and stay vigilant. If the Eighth Route Army takes the opportunity to launch a charge, immediately  Lock the toilet door again. " "Hey." Puppet company commander Qin Xiaoqiang was overjoyed. He immediately turned around and ran down the shooting platform, organizing people to open the toilet door. After a while, the road guards under the stone wall risked being shot by Eighth Route Army machine guns.  In the danger of becoming a hornet's nest, they squatted half-crouched and quietly escaped into the hospital one by one. After everyone found that they finally reached the safe zone, they squatted on the ground feebly, holding their heads, and cried bitterly.  "Why are you howling?" Nakamura Kazuo was worried that the newcomers would affect morale. He frowned and shouted at the road guards in the courtyard, "Shut up, Captain Qin, and quickly organize them to come up to defend the courtyard.  Wall, the Eighth Route Army has begun to cross the railway, and will launch a strong attack in the next moment. ""Hey Yi, Hi Yi" is comforting the fellow puppets.Commander Qin Xiaoqiang agreed repeatedly, pulled Fatty Zhang up from the ground, and reminded in a low voice, "Hurry up and move your people to the city wall, and then go with me to see Taijun Nakamura. He has a very bad temper. When you talk to him  "You must be careful." "Thank you, thank you for reminding me. Zhang will be rewarded for saving his life. Zhang has been eating this bowl of rice for many years. A kind brother like you" said the fake battalion commander La Hei.  Holding Qin Xiaoqiang's right hand, he kept talking with tears and snot flowing from his nose.  However, Qin Xiaoqiang did not dare to delay any more. He pulled out his right hand and interrupted loudly, "Okay, okay, we can talk about these things later when we have time. You hurry up and meet Nakamura Taijun with me. Go now." "  Yes, go now, go now." Fatty Zhang quickly rolled up his sleeves and wiped his face randomly, then stared at his round eyes and ordered to his brothers, "Hurry up and help, inside the turret.  , there are other important positions on both sides of the gate, get up there, hurry, the attack is about to start outside, don't wait any longer." After that, without looking at the execution effect, he picked up the box cannon and followed Qin.  Behind Xiaoqiang, he went straight to Nakamura Kazuo, bowed to the latter half a foot away, and thanked him loudly, "Thank you, Nakamura Taijun. Thank you, Nakamura Taijun. When you have time in the future, please come to my house as a guest."  I will definitely treat you with the best things. Thank you for what you did today." "What." Nakamura Kazuo was stunned by these strange words of thanks, and his brows quickly wrinkled, "Battle Commander Zhang,  Where do you want me to be a guest? Can you survive today's fierce battle? ""Don't worry, Taijun, everything will be taken care of by me." To outsiders, Fatty Zhang was obviously happy and confused, and he interrupted directly.  Captain Nakamura's words were overwhelming, "If you don't believe it, look at this." As he spoke, he suddenly took a big step forward, put his left arm around Nakamura Kazuo's shoulders, and pressed the box cannon in his right hand against it.  On this man's temple, "Tell your people to put down their weapons. The Eighth Route Army will treat prisoners preferentially."  The road guards pointed their guns at the heads of the little devils and shouted threats.  "Zhang, Battalion Commander Zhang." Puppet company commander Qin Xiaoqiang was confused, staring at a pair of peach blossom eyes, and shouted loudly, "What are you doing? Quick, tell your people to put down their guns, otherwise, otherwise I will call me  "If you don't want to die, just shut up." A cold gunshot was stabbed into his waist, completely shattering his fantasy. The fake coaling station who had followed him to plead for the "Road Guard"  Chief Gu Daming also suddenly turned his back, pointed his gun at him and shouted an order, "Let your people surrender. Seeing as you haven't done anything bad, we can spare your life. Hurry up and pass this village.  This store no longer exists. " "You, you" The pseudo-company commander Qin Xiaoqiang was stunned again, and then he saw the foreman Lao Yang lifting up his shirt, taking out two bastard boxes from his waist, holding guns in both hands.  He stood beside Gu Daming and said, "I'm from the Eighth Route Army's military work team. If you know what's going on, hand over your gun quickly. Otherwise, when the main force comes in, we'll settle old and new accounts together." This time, Qin Xiaoqiang was completely desperate and let him in.  The road protection team is pretending to be the Eighth Route Army, stationmaster Gu, an old acquaintance, is an undercover agent of the Eighth Route Army, and the foreman Lao Yang is a member of the Eighth Route Army's military workers. There are still a few people in the world who don't wear the same pants as the Eighth Route Army.  "Qin Jun, don't be afraid. Let your men go up. The Eighth Route Army outside can't rush in so quickly. Hurry, ah, it hurts." A man from Nakamura yelled unwillingly in his ears, but Qin Xiaoqiang, the pseudo-company commander,  I didn¡¯t have the mood to respond, forget it, it¡¯s useless to struggle anyway, do whatever you want. ¡°Bang, bang, bang, bang.¡± Fierce gunfire sounded from the turrets on the left and right sides. Some Japanese soldiers tried to make a death struggle, but  Unable to get a response from the surrounding puppet troops, their resistance was quickly suppressed by the well-prepared "Road Guards". Only a few bullet-riddled bodies rolled down the stairs in vain.  corpse.  The Japanese team leader Nakamura Kazuo was still unwilling to accept defeat. He raised his swollen face and continued to shout loudly, "Brothers, the Eighth Route Army will not last long. If you give up resistance today and wait for the large forces to arrive, you will not be let go."  " "Fuck you." Zhang Songling hit the man with another shot, knocking him unconscious, then pointed the gun at Qin Xiaoqiang's head and shouted: "Don't pretend to be dead, let your people go.  Open the door. This is your last chance to redeem yourself. If you don't want it, there are people who are willing to take it. " "I want it, I want it, I want it," Qin Xiaoqiang stammered as he woke up from a dream.  Immediately, he turned his face to the frightened puppet soldiers around him and added loudly, "Hurry up and open the door. I will do my best and atone for my sins. The Eighth Route Army specializes in attacking the Japanese. It doesn't know how to do it. It has no time to deal with us people." "  Ah, ah, ah.¡±? Jumped up like a rabbit, rushed towards the door in a chaotic manner, and pulled the iron door open from the inside. Immediately, a group of guys covered in blood rushed in, all of them were in high spirits. They were the same ones as before.  It turned out that the "Road Guard" members who were swept away by machine guns were all pretending to be dead, and not even a hair on their hair was touched by a bullet.  Immediately afterwards, the puppet soldiers who had been "shot" by Fatty Zhang on the spot also got up from the ground, all with smiles on their faces. After running into the yard, they raised their thumbs at Fatty Zhang and said, "Company Commander.  "You are so good. You took down the coal station in one scene. Next time you pretend to be a puppet army, we will follow you."  The obedient ones will be escorted back to the headquarters, and the disobedient ones will be dealt with on the spot. We don't have much time to do ideological work." Zhang Songling's reply came clearly, which made Qin Xiaoqiang tremble again, and he couldn't bear it anymore.  Still, warm urine trickled down his trouser legs and dripped all over the floor.
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