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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 211 Killing the Enemy with Hands

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    Chapter 211 Killing the Enemy with Hands

    When Ono woke up again, he was stimulated by the cold and biting snow. The young man looked at him with eyes colder than the cold wind, but his tone was surprisingly calm: "Tell me, what was the final scene of the Huangni River battle?"

    Of course Ono has a personality. He turned his head and simply ignored him. He didn't see how the young man moved. With the sharp command knife, Ono's remaining ear was cut off on the snow. Now the captain of the Imperial Army looked better.  The whole shape is like a nest of melons.

    Personality is for others to see, and pain is for oneself to bear. Ono's Bushido personality, as the last ear bid farewell to his body, his will collapsed. Looking at the eyes of this young man, Ono absolutely believed that he could transform himself  Chop it into pieces!

    In the Battle of Huangni River, Ono definitely made a meritorious service by accident. The order he received was to go to the Baishi Mountain battlefield. Because he did not want to take a long detour, he took a shortcut to the designated place under the leadership of a local traitor, and happened to meet Xiaoling and the others.  Encountered.

    After fighting for a while, it was daybreak. He received a stern order from his superiors. He rushed to the designated place without time and worked hard. He wanted to get out of the battle. After all, this team was not the target of the battle. Maybe it was.  The besieged Chinese troops sent a small group of troops specifically to delay and hinder the advance of their own troops. The Chinese people are sometimes very cunning!

    Ono wanted to leave, but the traitor spoke: "Taijun Ono, have you seen that leading lady? I heard that Blood Hand Qiuli's wife is this age. Seeing those red beards desperately protecting her, maybe she is! If so!  Seize Xueshou Qiuli¡¯s wife, Mr. Ono, you have done a great job!¡±

    So Ono led his troops in hot pursuit and fought until they were in front of the cliff. These Chinese soldiers were so tenacious that none of them surrendered. In the end, they all died in battle, except for the young Chinese woman.  She is very beautiful. How could she be the wife of the leader of the Bloody Hands without her beauty?

    The Japanese soldiers had surrounded her on the edge of the cliff, trying to capture her alive. But you know, this woman made an amazing move. She threw the last grenade in her hand into the pile of soldiers, turned around, and looked like a  The fluttering butterflies floated towards the valley.

    At that moment, all the Japanese soldiers seemed to see a white cloud rising under her feet, and then disappearing into the misty clouds at the bottom of the valley.

    Because Ono annihilated a small force of the Blood Hand Regiment, even though he lost nearly a thousand soldiers, he was commended by the Kwantung Army Headquarters and promoted to military rank.

    Ono finished speaking in one breath, obviously in low spirits and breathing heavily. When Tang Qiuli heard Ono's description, he seemed to be in the battle that day. The moment when his lover jumped up was poignant and decisive.  His heart was in sharp pain like tearing apart, tears couldn't stop falling, and even the cold wind couldn't freeze them.

    Shanhu had already led his men to capture the traitor. He was a middle-aged man in his forties, named Cui Erguaizi, who was the maintenance president of Taipingling Town. He hugged the Japanese's thick legs and usually  He has done a lot of harm to the common people. His yellowish eyes have been burned by alcohol and he is looking at everyone in confusion. There is cunning and greed in his eyes. He obviously does not understand what is going on. Why is he here?

    Tang Qiuli looked at him as if he were looking at a corpse. His eyes were colder than the cold. Cui Erguaizi's heart suddenly tightened, and a feeling of fear in his heart made him shiver.

    "I am the commander of the Blood Hand Regiment, Blood Hand Qiuli. Because of you, Cui Erguaizi, my wife, and the unborn child jumped off the cliff. It was you who killed them." Tang Qiuli's  The words were bloodshot, and they penetrated everyone's hearts like gold and stone.

    When Cui Erguaizi heard this, he said, "It's over." He forced his wife and children to death. This is easy for ordinary people, but he beat the imperial army to a bloody head. The head of the Blood Hand Group fell to his knees with a bang  On the ground, he was kowtowing like he was pounding garlic, and he didn't know what he was shouting, but he was begging for mercy.

    Tang Qiuli smiled miserably, so what if I kill you? Can my wife and my children come back?  However, you must die, just because you are a die-hard traitor who helped the Japanese to harm the Chinese people. The blade of the knife gently scratched his artery, and a stream of dirty blood stained a piece of land.

    Tang Qiuli was at a loss. He didn't have the relaxation and joy of killing his enemy with his hands. He couldn't exchange for his wife and children. What made him even more uncomfortable was that there was no trace of Xiaoling's jump, leaving endless thoughts and  The sadness was left to him, making his heart numb with pain.

    All the Japs had been dealt with. Tang Qiuli neatly placed the corpses of all the Japs he could collect on the snowy fields outside the town, and placed them in a line with Japanese characters: "Those who invade our land will suffer an inevitable end. Qiu Li with bloody hands."  Keep!"

    More than two thousand corpses of Japanese soldiers, frozen solid, were placed outside the town in a spectacular sight.In the large open space in front of him, the heads of Ono and that Cui Erguai were placed at the front. Tang Qiuli really couldn't think of any way to express his hatred for all the Japanese in Ono's brigade, who killed his wife, children and others.  The murderer of his comrade is here, no matter how he handles it, it cannot be done too much.

    The troops were ordered to withdraw to the base. He and Shan Hu, with thirty guards, traveled all night, braved the wind and snow, and returned to Tangjia Wopu on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month.

    Standing on the hill to the west of the village, looking at the wind and snow in the distance and the dim lights of his hometown, he said goodbye. He didn't know if he would have a chance to return to his hometown. In any case, he had to say goodbye to his parents. He had been there for three years.  I haven't been to my house in years.

    Tang Qiuli came home suddenly, which made his parents overjoyed. Seeing his son who had grown taller and matured, his father just rubbed his hands happily, but his mother shed tears. Then she was busy taking out the New Year's goods.  Entertain these young people.

    The situation in the village has not changed much, but life is much more difficult than before the little devil came. Donate this today and donate that tomorrow. The villagers couldn't bear the tossing. My father became the maintenance president of the village, taking advantage of his little status.  , try to protect the villagers from being harmed by devils and traitors.

    Because of his father's prestige in Shiliba Village and the reputation of the Tang family in this area, the traitors were very scrupulous, which also saved the villagers from a lot of crimes. The Tang family home shop became a safe haven in this area.  , many families from other villages moved here one after another, and the population of the village increased by several hundred.

    Speaking of this, his father was quite pleased. He was known as a traitor and it was worth it. His father's broad mind and charisma made Tang Qiuli admire him all his life.

    Tang Qiuli told his father that he must not reveal his identity in front of outsiders. He just said that he was doing business outside, and those friends who went up the mountain with him also concealed their identities from outsiders. He told his father that he was going to lead the troops into the mountain.  He did not hide the matter from his parents, and his father supported him very much. The mother thought that after her son left, she didn't know when she would see him again, and she couldn't help but shed tears again.

    After dinner, her mother asked about Xiaoling's situation. Tang Qiuli shed tears and told the story. The mother was very sad. She looked at her son who was less than twenty years old, with his mottled white hair, and his mother's.  Her heart was bleeding with pain. She understood the pain in her son's heart.

    Lying in his mother's arms, Tang Qiuli burst into tears, venting all the pain and sadness that had been pent up in her heart for many days. The mother held her son's head and gently stroked his hair, just like she did when she was a child, even though her son was older than  She was still tall, even though her son was full of white hair, which hurt her heart.

    After Tang Qiuli cried, he felt much better. At this time, his father walked in, covered with snowflakes. He was worried and went to walk around the village. Tang Qiuli's guards were already everywhere in the village.  , set up light and dark sentries, and seeing these alert young people, he was happy for his son.

    When he entered the house and saw the mother and son like this, they asked in surprise. The mother told the story, and the father fell silent, smoking his pipe. After a long time, he said to Tang Qiuli, "I'm going to see you, Uncle Zhang."  Go to the homes of your companions who went up the mountain with you.

    When Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang heard the news, they couldn't believe their ears. Seeing the two old people stunned by the bad news, Tang Qiuli knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the two old people three times. After that, he lowered his head.  Kneeling on the ground, Aunt Zhang slowly woke up from her coma, tears falling in strings. However, the two old people did not complain or blame Tang Qiuli for even one sentence, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

    He left 5,000 yuan to the two old men. He could only use this method to relieve the guilt in his heart. When leaving, the old man's weakness like a candle in the wind and his attachment to him seemed to be able to  He saw the shadow of his beloved daughter on his body, which made his heart sting so much that it dripped with blood. He turned around and knelt down, "Mom, Dad, I'm sorry for you two. From now on, I will be your son!"

    Tang Qiuli was almost helped out by the mountain tiger. He did not dare to look back, for fear of seeing the tearful eyes of the two elders, which followed him all over the world.

    He and Shan Hu visited the homes of the friends who went up the mountain with him. There were a total of fifty-four people who went up the mountain with him. Three of them died on the battlefield, including the battle of Anton, for the sake of the entire army.  In order to ensure the safety of Wang Shuangzhu's family, he left 5,000 yuan to the homes of each of his fallen comrades. This was the only way he could express his feelings.

    I hope this little money can alleviate the grief caused by the loss of a child and improve the life of the family. Afterwards, I will leave 3,000 yuan in the ocean for each partner's home. My partners are on the battlefield.  Killing the enemy with blood, your family should not live in poverty.

    After celebrating the Spring Festival at home, on the third day of the first lunar month, they set off back to base.Before leaving on the 3rd trip, he left 200,000 yuan to his father to help the families of his friends and fellow villagers who encountered difficulties.

    These parents who cared about their children sent them one journey after another. Tang Qiuli clearly remembered in his heart that he had to tell his parents' love to every partner. Several sledges were filled with gifts from his parents.  The intimate clothes they brought, every stitch and thread, were full of the mother's deep love for her sons who were about to travel far away.

    Standing on the high hillside, Tang Qiuli looked back for the last time at the village covered with snow. Farewell, my hometown, turned around and left resolutely.
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