Siheyuan: Married a female spy at the beginning of 1944

Chapter 181 You idiot, whose uncle are you?

Lu Ergou squeezed into the crowd and found his class.

Then, like everyone else, I sat on the ground.

"Squad leader, what are you talking about in the meeting? Didn't the boss just distribute the money?

Isn't everything that needs to be said clear enough? "

When the money was being divided just now, Lu Ergou had already heard it clearly.

He had been a little worried before that if he died on the battlefield, he would get nothing.

But now, even if I die, my money can be sent to my parents.

This made him feel much more at ease.

"How would I know? It wasn't the boss who called the meeting for us. It seemed to be the instructor from the Eighth Route Army."

"Oh? Squad leader, are we the Eighth Route Army now? I think the people who are managing the boss's money are all from the Eighth Route Army."

Lu Ergou actually really wanted to join the Eighth Route Army.

The main reason is that he has more or less learned about the policies of the Eighth Route Army in the past two days.

He was very much attracted by the policy of integrating officers and soldiers.

They eat whatever the boss eats, and wear whatever the boss wears.

Normally, no matter whether it is a squad leader or a platoon leader, they are not allowed to beat or scold people at will.

Unlike them now, officials like He Daqing could only eat meat, and they could only smell the meat.

Moreover, even the squad leader would beat him if he wanted to, making him feel that he had no dignity at all.

"How the hell do I know this? Just listen to me.

The Eighth Route Army? Can the Eighth Route Army give you a 10-dollar bounty for each head?

Look at them, their clothes are all covered with patches. If they follow the Eighth Route Army, they will have a hard life in the future."

The squad leader doesn't really want to follow the Eighth Route Army.

Apart from anything else, although he is only a squad leader now, he still has some small privileges.

Although the meals were the same as those for ordinary soldiers, he could pick out the good stuff to eat first.

If you don't like someone, you can beat or scold them.

What's more, there is a bounty to be claimed now.

Just when Lu Ergou wanted to continue asking, Wang Zhanshan had already stood in front of everyone.

"Hello everyone. The new brothers may not know me, let me introduce myself to you."

Wang Zhanshan shouted a few times before everyone quieted down.

Then Wang Zhanshan began to introduce himself.

"My name is Wang Zhanshan, and I am the instructor of the third company. Everyone must be curious about why I am called Wang Zhanshan. I will tell you the truth.

I used to be a bandit, and even a bandit leader.”

"Wow"

When the puppet army heard this, there was an uproar.

They would never have imagined that an instructor of the Eighth Route Army was actually a bandit.

Wang Zhanshan waited for them to discuss for a while, then pressed his hands down to ask everyone to be quiet.

Then he continued

"My family is from Wangjiazhuang, Baoding, Hebei. I don't know if there are any of my fellow villagers in the team.

Before the Japanese came, my family had 500 acres of land."

He spread out his five fingers and gestured to everyone with heartache.

"500 acres, do you know how big an area is?

Those are fields that stretch as far as the eye can see. The rent collected from them every year is enough to provide our whole family with food and clothing.

Not only does it provide me with food and clothing, but it also allows me to study and learn to read."

Most of the soldiers below came from poor backgrounds, and when they heard about 500 acres of land, they immediately became interested.

They just wanted to buy 10 acres of land and live a good life, but they never dreamed that they would have so much land, 500 acres of land.

“Under normal circumstances, even if I didn’t achieve anything in my life, I could still go back home and become a small landowner, have children, and live a good life.

But when the Japanese came, they massacred us in Wangjiazhuang.

The entire village, regardless of gender, age or status, whether landlords or tenants.

They didn't let any of them go.

If I hadn't been studying at the time, I would probably have died at the hands of the Japanese.

Later, I became a bandit, constantly assassinating the Japanese and avenging my fellow villagers.

Later, I met the Eighth Route Army and joined it.”

Hearing this, many of the soldiers below were moved.

Some people felt sympathy for Wang Zhanshan, but more of them felt fear and shame.

"I know that all of you brothers were coerced by the Japanese into joining the puppet army.

I don’t believe that any brother is willing to point a gun at his compatriots.”

After hearing Wang Zhanshan's words, these puppet army brothers immediately stated that they were innocent before.

"Alas, we have no choice. The commander has surrendered, so we can only follow him. But I haven't killed any of my own people in these years."

"I usually run away when I see the Eighth Route Army on the battlefield. I never shoot at you."

"Well, although I fought with the devils for civilians, I can guarantee that I didn't kill any of them."

Wang Zhanshan did not analyze each of their words.

These people were not his subordinates at this time, so there was no need to pick out the bad guys among them.

If these people were to join the Eighth Route Army, they would need to be carefully identified.

Even if puppet soldiers who committed serious crimes were not shot, they would most likely be sent to a prisoner-of-war team to do some physical labor.

"You have all been serving in the puppet army, so you can naturally see the evil deeds of the Japanese devils. I would like to ask you brothers.

If one day the Japanese want to massacre your village, what can you do?

Maybe the team you are in didn't massacre the Japanese, but what about the other Japanese devils?

How can you guarantee that your family members will not be bullied or killed by the Japanese?"

Wang Zhanshan not only told his own situation, but also asked some Eighth Route Army soldiers who had suffered from the bullying of the Japanese devils to speak out.

The more examples were given, the more uneasy and frightened these puppet soldiers became.

They were afraid that the Eighth Route Army would deal with them, and they were also worried that one day the Japanese would massacre their own village.

"I'm from Mawu Village. All the people in our village were trapped in that circle by the Japanese. In the end, I was the only one left alive. If the Eighth Route Army hadn't shown up in time, I would have died too."

"What? You're from Mawu Village? What do you think happened to our village?"

There was a soldier in the Eighth Route Army who was about to tell his story, but a soldier on He Daqing's side immediately stood up when he heard the name Ma Wuzhai.

"We were locked up in a human pen by the Japanese, not given food or water, and insulted at will. In the end, we all starved to death."

"Whose family do you belong to?"

"My father, Ma Qingkui."

"Ma Qingkui! Are you a horse egg?"

The young man became a little anxious when he heard Ma Dan's name.

"I'm not Ma Dan anymore. My name is Ma Xuewu. Who are you?"

"I, I'm your uncle, Ma Qingchun."

The two people were quite far apart and couldn't see clearly at night.

Ma Qingchun said this as he walked towards Ma Xuewu.

After walking to Ma Xuewu's side, he looked at Ma Xuewu carefully.

Then I wanted to hug Ma Xuewu

"Nephew, you have grown up so much. I am your uncle."