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

After careful consideration, the devils decided to temporarily reorganize the surviving soldiers of more than 200 security regiments into a security battalion to help them maintain the law and order in Ruichang and at the same time play a role in winning people's hearts.

Faced with the demand for the reorganization of the devil soldiers with live ammunition, these former security regiment soldiers who were beaten to death dare not say a word. The blood of the Sichuan Army stragglers has not yet dried, so they dare not resist.

The security camp is the security camp, anyway, it’s just a change of skin, and they serve as soldiers for food and clothing, as long as they have military pay and food, whoever they do with.

Most of the soldiers in the security battalion thought this way, but Meng Fangang, the battalion commander of the former security regiment, knew that it was not as simple as changing the skin.

Therefore, Meng Fan would rather die than be a traitor when faced with the post of security battalion commander promised to him by the devil.

But it happened that Meng Fan had been loyal since he was in the original security regiment, and he was deeply loved by the brothers in the security regiment. Now the devil also needs such a prestigious person to lead the security camp.

When Meng Fan just refused, the soldiers of the security battalion also waited and watched, which made the little devil very annoyed, but he couldn't kill him now, for fear of destroying the good image he had just established.

As a last resort, the devils had to tie Meng Fangang to a post in the security camp and gave him three days to consider whether he should become the commander of the security camp or be shot for destroying the harmony and friendship between China and Japan.

Meng Fangang was not an ordinary soldier who only knew how to earn food and clothing. He was a veteran who had participated in the first Battle of Shanghai, and he had fought with the little devil on the battlefield.

The little devil tied him to a post to force him to submit, but he was also stubborn and resisted with a hunger strike for two days, which made the rest of the security battalion soldiers very embarrassed.

"Brother, let's serve as soldiers and eat food, and we will do it with everyone. Why do you go all the way to the dark?" Some brothers kept persuading Meng Fangang, hoping that he would agree to be the commander of the security battalion.

After all, Meng Fang just refused to be the battalion commander. The security battalion is a mess, and the devils don't have much confidence in them, so that they haven't returned their weapons yet.

"Heizi, your conscience is eaten by dogs. All of us were beaten to death by devils. You don't want to take revenge, but you want to recognize a thief as your father. I really want to kill you alive!"

Just as Meng Fan was tied to a pillar, he yelled at a security battalion soldier who came to persuade him to surrender.

The security battalion soldier who was scolded was not angry. Instead, he knelt down to Meng Fangang and begged in a tearful voice, "Brother, it's up to you to beat or scold, but you have to think about your brothers."

"We don't understand the truth, but why did our brothers become soldiers? It's not just to have a full meal. The mother and son in the family are still counting on my money for food. You can't let us have no way out. .”

"You spineless thing, I was really blind to recognize you as a brother at the beginning. You go to work for the little devil, and you won't be afraid of retribution for earning such unconscionable money!"

Text Chapter 498 Accidental Injury

"Brother, just give in once, if you don't agree with them, they will really kill people."

Seeing that Meng Fangang would rather die than become the battalion commander of the security camp, his old brothers tried to persuade him.

After all, they have been with Meng Fangang for so long, and Meng Fangang is usually loyal and takes good care of them. At this moment, he doesn't want Meng Fangang to be killed by devils.

Meng Fan just turned a deaf ear to his brothers' persuasion, and instead said: "Don't waste your time, even if I die, I won't give my life to the little devil."

He paused, looked at the brothers all over the yard, and said earnestly, "If you still recognize me as a big brother, just listen to the last advice of my big brother, don't be a traitor, and be an unfaithful and unfilial person."

Hearing Meng Fangang's words, the brothers all over the yard fell silent, and they didn't want to sacrifice their lives for the little devil, but now that the family members are all in Ruichang, they couldn't help themselves.

Seeing the brothers bowing their heads in silence, Meng Fangang also understood their difficulties, sighed helplessly, and closed his eyes again.

At this moment, a fat middle-aged man in black silk nodded and bowed to the devil soldiers guarding the door, and walked into the compound of the security camp.

"What? Haven't you changed your clothes yet?"

The fat middle-aged man looked at the listless security battalion soldiers still wearing the tattered clothes of the original security regiment, and opened his mouth strangely.

The soldiers of the security battalion looked at the fat middle-aged man, and all cast contemptuous glances, and didn't bother to talk to him.

The fat middle-aged man dismissed the contemptuous gazes of the soldiers, chuckled, and turned to walk towards Meng Fangang who was tied to the pillar.

"What's the matter, my Battalion Commander Meng, I haven't figured it out yet. Shall I go talk to the chief of the Imperial Army and give you more time?"

Seeing that Meng Fan, who had a feud with him, was tied to a pillar and was about to be killed as an example, the new maintenance chairman Zhou Fulu felt very refreshed.

"Bah! A traitor!" Meng Fangang looked down on Zhou Fulu's soft bones the most, and directly spat at him.

Zhou Fulu was originally just a wealthy family in Ruichang. The devils came and drove away the National Revolutionary Army. All the officials in the county also ran away.

At first, he thought that his ancestor's family business might be lost in his own hands. After all, he heard that the little devil killed people like hemp, and he did not spare any mistakes.

But who would have thought that when the little devil came, it would be quite different from the rumors. Instead of burning, killing and looting, he politely asked himself to be the maintenance chairman, and he wanted to establish some kind of Greater East Asia Co-prosperity.

Zhou Fulu is not short of money, what he lacks is an official status and status, and now that the devils are coming to his door, he can't wait for it. As for the reputation of a traitor, he doesn't care.

In Zhou Fulu's view, the devil's strength is strong, but the National Revolutionary Army is about to collapse, and most of China is lost. There is no future. The so-called good bird chooses a tree to live in, but he just made a wise choice.

Zhou Fulu didn't expect that he was spit all over his face when he persuaded Meng Fangang with good words, and his complexion immediately became gloomy.

"Surnamed Meng, don't be ignorant of good and evil. The imperial army is decisive in killing and attacking. When the time comes, no matter how hard your head is, it will not be as hard as their steel knives."

Meng Fangang looked at the stern-faced Zhou Fulu coldly, and said with a sneer, "As a Chinese, I would die as a subjugated slave, unlike some lackeys. I want to see how I will face my ancestors in the future."

"Hmph! As the maintenance president, I saved the people of Ruichang from the torment of war and kept my place safe. What I did was a meritorious service for thousands of years. It was my people in Ruichang who benefited. Lie Zong." Zhou Fulu snorted coldly and began to argue.

He pointed at Meng Fangang who was glaring at him and said, "On the contrary, it was you who led the children of Ruichang to fight against the imperial army. There were many casualties, and now you are still obsessed with pushing them into the pit of fire. You are my sinner in Ruichang!"

Faced with Zhou Fulu's sophistry, Meng Fangang didn't bother to argue with him, right and wrong, future generations will judge by themselves.

Seeing that Meng Fan just closed his eyes and ignored him, Zhou Fulu flicked his sleeves fiercely, turned around and walked towards the security battalion soldiers squatting on the steps.

"Get up! Get up!" Zhou Fulu kicked and yelled at the soldiers in the security camp.

The soldiers of the security battalion joined the security camp just because they wanted to make a living, and they couldn't help themselves, but Zhou Fulu was determined to be a traitor. Facing Zhou Fulu's scolding and kicking, they all glared.

"What do you want to do?!" Zhang Heizi suddenly stood up, glaring at Zhou Fulu.

Zhou Fulu looked at Zhang Heizi, snorted coldly and said, "You have taken the job of the imperial army, so naturally you have to work for the imperial army. The imperial army has an order, and everyone gathers to deliver supplies to Minshan."

Zhang Heizi looked at Zhou Fulu, who was speaking arrogantly, and then at his elder brother Meng Fangang, who had been tied there for two days on a hunger strike. His head was shaking like a rattle: "Brother, if we don't go, we won't go anywhere."

"Yes, if the eldest brother is not going, we will not go either." The soldiers of the security battalion around shouted.

"Are you trying to rebel?!"

Zhou Fulu originally wanted to take the security battalion under his command, but when he saw that they didn't obey orders, he immediately became furious, and took off his label of rebellion.

Zhang Heizi was also frightened by Zhou Fulu's words, he really didn't dare to pick up the hat, and his rigid waist involuntarily softened again.

He began to feel helpless, and squatted down: "I have a stomachache, and I can't go anywhere."

Zhou Fulu looked at the rest of the security battalion soldiers, and they also took advantage of the opportunity to sit down.

"I sprained my foot..."

"I didn't have enough to eat, so I couldn't go."

Seeing this group of security battalion soldiers playing helpless, Zhou Fulu was also out of breath, and cursed: "It's really a toast, not a fine wine."

He kicked a soldier fiercely: "Get out of here, old man."