The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

Although Xie Zhengxiang was still wearing the uniform of the colonel commander of the puppet army, at the moment his nose was swollen and his face was swollen.

When he saw the dark crowd of onlookers, he knew that his life was in danger, his legs were weak, and he couldn't even walk.

The two officers and soldiers who detained Xie Zhengxiang didn't care so much, and directly carried the ashen-faced Xie Zhengxiang to the place of execution.

When everyone saw Xie Zhengxiang being carried to the execution platform, those family members whose relatives were killed in Huaiyin all cursed out of righteous indignation, and for a while there was a surge of enthusiasm.

"Kill the traitor!"

"The traitor who killed Gou Ri!"

......

Seeing the excited people, Zhang Liechen, the deputy captain, hurried forward to silence everyone, and then coldly glanced at the limp Xie Zhengxiang, before reading out the decision of the Subei Guerrilla Corps.

Zhang Liechen first accused Xie Zhengxiang of his crimes, and then announced that the traitor Xie Zhengxiang would be shot immediately in full view.

"No, no, you can't kill me!"

When Zhang Liechen announced that he would be shot immediately, the startled Xie Zhengxiang finally came to his senses and shouted hastily.

"I am an officer appointed by the theater command, you have no right to kill me, I want to see the commander of the theater!"

"Hmph! Execution!"

Looking at the traitor Xie Zhengxiang who was still screaming at the end of his death, the deputy captain Zhang Liechen just gave him a cold look, and then waved to the five officers and soldiers who were being executed.

"Zhang Liechen, you are killing indiscriminately, you are using lynching! The commanders of the war zone will not spare you!"

If it was going directly to the military court, Xie Zhengxiang felt that if he refused to admit it, he might just be sentenced, but who knew that Zhang Liechen would shoot him immediately without playing the cards according to common sense, and he suddenly panicked.

But no matter how Xie Zhengxiang yelled, no one stood up to intercede for him. They just watched him with cold eyes, watching him like a clown, threatening and begging for mercy.

"Raise the gun!"

The five executioners aimed their guns at the heavily tied Xie Zhengxiang with serious expressions.

"shooting!"

"Bang bang bang..."

Five bullets rushed out of the gun immediately, and sank into Xie Zhengxiang's body at close range. His body trembled from the impact of the bullets, and gusts of blood flew out, and Xie Zhengxiang's yelling stopped abruptly.

Soon, Xie Zhengxiang fell to the ground with a face full of unwillingness, his head tilted, and he died.

"Report sir, the traitor Xie Zhengxiang has died!"

Soon, a brother came to check and reported to Zhang Liechen loudly.

Text Chapter 240 Seventh New Camp

Looking at the corpse curled up on the ground with blood bubbling out, Zhang Liechen, the vice captain, felt quite uncomfortable.

Over the past year, in the battle with the little devils, the brothers have died, crippled, even lost and surrendered, and the old brothers who fought side by side have become empty in their hearts.

But the flames of war are still burning in this land, and the vicious little devils are still showing off their power. Although they are tired of this damn war, they really want to take off this military uniform, hide in a place where people can't find it, and live a quiet life.

But when he looked at the tens of thousands of men, women and children with yellow and thin faces, and those officers and soldiers covered in blood and rags, he had to give up his unrealistic thoughts.

The little devil hasn't left China yet, this desolate land is raging with war, where is there a quiet place for him to settle down?

Zhang Liechen, the deputy captain, waved feebly the body of the traitor Xie Zhengxiang, who had been shot, to be dragged down, while he climbed up a raised rock and stood still.

Zhang Liechen looked around condescendingly, looking at these people who were suffering because of fleeing, and looking at the wounded officers and soldiers, his nose was sore, they were all damned little devils.

If it wasn't for the little devils invading China, they must be living a stable and peaceful life now, so how could they be displaced like this.

"Fathers, folks, brothers!"

Zhang Liechen withdrew his thoughts, looked around the dark crowd, and let out a deep voice from his throat.

Looking at Zhang Liechen, the deputy captain who was also covered in dirt standing on the rock, all eyes were cast on him in unison.

"Xie Zhengxiang once fought side by side with us, was also a member of our northern Jiangsu guerrilla corps, and once killed the little devil, but he finally chose to give in, became a traitor, and chose to be the lackey of the little devil. Today, we caught him , executed him in public!"

Tens of thousands of people have serious faces, and the valley is quiet and silent, and the atmosphere is extraordinarily solemn.

"I'm here to tell our folks and our brothers that no matter who you are, whether you were a fighting hero or an ordinary farmer, as long as you become a traitor and help the little devils to harm our people Compatriots, then I will definitely not be merciful, once found out, I will kill without mercy!"

Zhang Liechen's face was serious, and there was murderous intent in his voice, which caused many people who were shaken by the long escape to tremble, and lowered their heads subconsciously.

"This time we lost the battle, we lost Huaiyin, our army suffered heavy losses, many of our brothers and sisters died at the gunpoint of the little devils, we were displaced and driven into the mountains by the devils... ..”

Hearing what Zhang Liechen said, thinking of the death of their relatives, and the hardships of fleeing along the way, some people couldn't help sobbing in a low voice, and they didn't know when such days of anxiety would end.

"We lost the battle, and then many people became pessimistic and disappointed. They felt that we would never turn around again, and wanted to join the enemy, and wanted to leave. I know all of this." Zhang Liechen's voice became low.

"I understand everyone's feelings, but what I want to tell you is that no one feels bad after losing a battle. The bodies of my countless brothers who were bombed by the devil's cannons can't be found. My heart is more sad than you. That's all The brother I get along with day and night, it’s just gone, but what can I do?”

"If I cry a lot, can my brother come back to life?"

"I chose to take off this military uniform and hide my name from the world. I'm afraid I will never feel at ease for the rest of my life!"

"Failure is not terrible, what is terrible is that we will never stand up again! We will no longer have the courage to fight the invaders who have occupied our homeland!" Zhang Liechen's voice was deafening, and everyone fell into deep thought.

"This is our Chinese land and home, so we can't let the little devils trample on it wantonly!"

"It doesn't matter if you fail once, even if you fail ten times or a hundred times, as long as we still have one Chinese person alive, we have to get up again and continue to fight the little devil! Keep fighting!" Until the little devil quits our China!"

"If we are so pessimistic and disappointed, depressed and lose confidence in the future, then the blood of our dead relatives and officers and soldiers will be shed in vain. Tell me, will you let their blood be shed in vain?! Zhang Liechen looked at the crowd and shouted hoarsely.

"will not!"

"Do you want the little devil to see a joke?!"

"In no mood!!"

The roar of mountains and tsunami resounded in the valley. Although the people were still exhausted, ragged and hungry, the confusion and disappointment on their faces were dissipating, following Zhang Liechen's words.

"I hope that in the days to come, all of us can cheer up, unite as one, help each other, and overcome difficulties together! Can everyone do it?!"

"can!"

Zhang Liechen knew very well in his heart that tens of thousands of them had retreated into the mountains, if they could not solve their ideological problems, then the days ahead would be very difficult.

Because in this vast mountain, there are no houses to live in, no land to cultivate, and even food is a problem.

If everyone is in the current pessimistic and disappointed mood, then they will fall apart soon, which is not what he wants to see.