Fengtian past events

Passing out is a useless escape.

Wow, I was woken up by a bucket of cold water, the big fat man slapped my face and kept saying, "Wake up, we are short on time, we can't give you time to rest, wake up, wake up quickly."

I couldn't move or open my eyes.The fat man put a block of bricks under my feet, and my thighs were pressed against the tiger stool, but my calves were lifted up. The tendons of my hind legs were connected to my broken knees, and the pain was unbearable.

I groaned, the big fat man added another piece, and my voice became louder. Sweat poured down my body and face, but I couldn't vent the unspeakable pain. The things around me gradually faded away, leaving me alone Perception becomes sharp.I banged my head hard against the back of the chair, trying to ease the weeping from my knees, but to no avail.

The big fat man put away all my madness and ugliness, he slapped both of us big mouths, and asked, "Have you thought it through?"

It is impossible for him to know the cause and effect of the matter, but the higher-ups asked him to conduct routine interrogation after torture.

I was on the verge of death, I tried my best to raise my neck, and I could only sit on the back of the chair for support, but I couldn't open my eyes, and I couldn't speak, so I didn't answer.The fat man grinned grinningly and said, "You've just laid two bricks, and it's not impossible to add more bricks. Tell me, say it yourself, should you add it or not?"

The limit for a tiger stool plus bricks is four yuan. When the limit is reached, you will basically say goodbye to walking for the rest of your life.I made a bet with myself that the big fat man would not dare to add up to four yuan.

Japan kept me healthy because I was still useful, and the big fat man didn't dare to force me to be naive and cripple me.When he added another brick, I passed out again.

When he woke up, he was in a prison cell.

There is a small window in the cell, and only half of the sunlight can come in.At this moment, it was daylight, and the prison door was opened by the prison guards, who scolded me to hurry to the school grounds to gather.

I was exhausted, and my legs seemed to be tied with heavy lead.He turned over and fell to the ground, his knee seemed to be pricked by a needle or hit by a hammer, and suddenly fell to the ground.Sleeping all night, hungry in the stomach, thirsty in the throat, let alone food, not even saliva, this is clearly hell on earth!

The prison guards couldn't wait any longer and hit me with two army sticks.Through the orange prison clothes, the pain is dull, but there is a buffer, and even the bruises can't fall.However, I still have to lie down and be a kid, no matter how hated my teeth are itching, I am powerless to resist.

But I still couldn't stand firmly, and the two prison guards got anxious, so they dragged me to the school yard, each with one arm.The stones along the way were finely divided, with sharp edges and corners, and the winding path was no more than a dozen meters, and the legs were bloody and bloody.The school field is not big, but it is flat and open. There are no more stones here, but the dust is flying and the yellow sand is all over the sky. If I stand here for only 2 minutes, I will be ashamed, not to mention that I was dragged here.

Those prisoners only stared at their own toes, as if they had lost their souls, leaving only a broken body of a walking dead.Or maybe there were too many people dragged here, and they had long been used to it, so I wasn't the only one missing.

He received two more sticks on his back, which made his heart, liver, spleen and lungs almost vomit.The prison guard in charge urged me a few times loudly, telling me to stand up and stand at fucking attention.I really wanted to break my legs and put them on his face, and I stabbed him from the knees down, the heart-scratching pain could not be relieved even if I beat my chest and stomped my feet.I'd rather he hit me with a few more sticks to distract attention from the pain in my leg.

The manager saw that I was rolling on the ground like a hob, but I couldn't get up, so I came up and kicked me on all fours.When he raised his foot and was about to kick again, someone beside him grabbed him, whispered something in his ear, and then left me alone.The person in charge yelled again. He was Japanese and could not speak Chinese, and most of the prisoners were Chinese. I suspect few of us in this group could understand what he was yelling.

After the training, I was assigned to the vegetable garden. Although it was exposed to wind and sun every day, it was better than digging out dung.I came to the vegetable garden by crawling. Everyone was silent, only concentrating on doing their own work. If I didn’t notice, the Japanese whips would fall from the sky, and I couldn’t help but say it.Although I don't have to worry about being whipped, I have to do things.All day long, I knelt down to water and fertilize the vegetables, and at night, I looked like I had escaped from a manure ditch, almost inhuman.

There are only two meals a day in the prison, and there is no lunch. It is said that because Japan has been poor and remote since ancient times, there is a shortage of food, so we have to eat only two meals a day.Poor old man, who grew up rich and well-clothed, and had to be chased by others to beg for food for three meals a day, he was really dizzy from hunger.In the evening, I was looking forward to having a pastry, any new one would do!The messenger of hell came again.

I received pain training in the military academy, but the way is as high as the magic, and the Japanese torture methods are endless.Within three days, I lost all my weight and shivered when I heard the prison guard's footsteps, and I managed not to shrink into a ball.Asai was like an old cat playing with birds. Seeing that my leg was injured, and knowing that the infirmary in the prison did not have good medicine and medical equipment, he forced foreign doctors to come to treat my leg every night.

The knee wasn't broken or broken, it was just a skin trauma, and it didn't matter except for the pain.There are also a lot of precious western medicines consumed in Japan. Anti-inflammatory drugs and anti-inflammatory injections that are hard to find on the front line flow into my blood vessels like falling from the sky.But if the injury is almost healed, it means that the smelting of hell will begin again.

After two months like this, I almost collapsed.Asai brought me to the interrogation room again.This time I lost my previous pride. I am a lion whose teeth have been pulled out and claws cut off. I am afraid of these demons.

Asai has eaten and drank well in the past two months, and his eyes are rounded, forming a sharp contrast with me.I hung my head high as he suavely asked me about my decision.

Qian Jing said: "According to the director, how can such a smart person as you ask for trouble?"

As soon as I raised my hand, the chains of the handcuffs rattled.It was mid-November at this time, when the cold wind was blowing northward and the season was full of snow.I didn't have much property, and the thickest thing in the prison was the quilt with a thin layer of cotton. For the first time in so many years, my hands had frostbite.

The most difficult thing is the lungs that are convulsed from time to time, and the legs that are affected by the wind.The tingling pain in the knee joint has become a common occurrence, and this problem will last for a lifetime.

I think it is good, there is a good doctor to see a doctor.This year, when winter just started, a few people got tuberculosis. They coughed for a long time and died from coughing.This thing is still contagious, and almost everyone in the room with them is infected, and death is only a matter of time.

And I have a single room, although the food is the worst fourth-class meal, but at least there is no need to worry about anyone in the room getting an infectious disease.

I rubbed my knees and replied in a good voice: "There are sweets, who wants to suffer?"

Asai was overjoyed, and smiled sincerely: "I said Director Yi is a smart person, if you figured it out earlier, you would have enjoyed the benefits earlier."

I sighed lightly and said, "But Captain Asai, what do you think I can do with my heart disease? We Manchurians not only have the phrase 'where is there no fragrant grass at the end of the world', but more, 'spring silkworms reach dead silk Fang Jin''one generation, one couple'. I can't let go of Mr. Zou in my heart, and spent so many days and nights in prison, I really thought about it day and night, and exhausted my thoughts!"

Asai's smile subsided, and changed to a serious and serious expression: "According to the director, your love for Mr. Zou is moving, but he is married now and has a beautiful wife by his side. After all, you are a man, you will never Do women's things."

I waved my hand and said, "Even if there were those jealous girls, I wouldn't argue with a woman. Besides, I was the one who learned from Liu Wenshu that Mr. Zou already had a son. Go up, what are you doing with your cold face on your hot ass?"

Asai's complexion became complicated, thoughtful, and with just the right amount of surprise, he said, "Mr. Zou's son, isn't you...?"

I shook my head and said: "I wish it was me... I left it for him, but unfortunately, it wasn't. Otherwise, I, a felon, came back incognito, so why wouldn't I go to Mr. Zou's house to avoid the limelight and go To cause trouble for Liu Wenshu? I don't know what happened to Liu Wenshu, he was implicated by me, and it is no accident..."

I wanted to keep Anxi and take Liu Guoqing out, so I had no choice but to slander Zou Shengzu as a coward.

Asai said: "You don't have to worry about Liu Wenshu, he has a kind heart, so there is nothing wrong with doing this. Our Great Japanese Empire and Manchukuo are close and friendly, and the imperial army is not unreasonable."

I finally breathed a sigh of relief, regardless of whether Japan gave me sweet dates or gave Liu Guoqing the face of his Japanese master, at least he is still alive and has not been convicted for taking me as a criminal, that's fine.

Qian Jing suddenly asked again: "In this case, how did you know that you can have children?"

I was startled, and apologized repeatedly to Zou Shengzu from the bottom of my heart, pretending to be embarrassed, and said, "This is a family secret. To tell you the truth, many years ago, I... I once had a... ...It was Mr. Zou's. However, it was the assassination case when I escorted the Italian minister out of Fengtian. I was shot in the stomach, and the child..."

After making up this set of lies, I couldn't help but feel hot on my face!

"No wonder you asked Mr. Zou to come at that time."

I closed my eyes and just wanted to cover my face.Zou Shengzu, I'm sorry, I'm so fucking shameless!

Asai said: "Then today, has Director Yi figured it out?"

I nodded, this is also the strategy I have been thinking about these days in prison.The most important thing is to get out of here first.In terms of the art of war, soldiers are never tired of deceit, and the Battle of Chibi preceded me. Now that I have suffered a lot, I simply made a yellow cover, pretending to follow Japan's intentions, and then wait for the opportunity to move.

In order to play the trick realistically, I said again: "However, before that, can I see Mr. Zou again... I just want to say goodbye to him."

The author has something to say: Baby Zou: My baby is suffering T^T

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