The Anti-Japanese War Begins with the Northeast Army

In the sunlight, the open box was golden.

It's a big yellow croaker!

Each one is padded with red velvet, and even the dirty yellow mud cannot cover up the dazzling light.

The leading man repeatedly signaled for everyone to keep quiet, but the crowd still booed.

After hearing the growl of this knowledgeable man, everyone present quickly shut up.

Yes, if the Japanese really saw it, let alone dividing the gold, with their brutality, they might even be killed and silenced after digging out so much gold!

"Listen, let's hide first... When it gets dark, the brothers present here should meet and share them!"

The man stealthily signaled everyone to lift the box, and at the same time waved his hand to indicate that the box could be temporarily hidden under the wooden mat.

It was difficult to divide the gold in broad daylight, so when it was getting dark and work was about to end, everyone sneaked back here, put the gold in their pockets, and took it home without anyone noticing.

This proposal was unanimously agreed by everyone... The box containing the gold was quickly hidden successfully, and everyone continued to dig the foundation in a fake manner before the deserting Japanese soldiers came back.

But these men who knew about gold really had no intention of working properly:

Think about it, these hard laborers, working hard for more than ten or twenty years and getting sick, can't even earn that much gold.

If... I take one and run away, will I not have to worry about the rest of my life?
A bricklayer named Wang Sheng thought so. He kept his eyes fixed on the bamboo mat covered with gold for the whole afternoon and could not concentrate on his work at all.

After finally getting dark, the man in the lead said that the Japanese were still patrolling nearby and it was difficult to sort them out.

Wait until they go to dinner, or find an excuse to get them away, and then everyone will sneak over to divide the gold.

How could Wang Sheng, who had been waiting anxiously for a long time, stand it any longer? While the foreman was calling everyone to get together to arrange tomorrow's work, he sneaked away alone.

I'll just take my own share, so I won't be guilty of anything, right?
He used this method to comfort himself for being “unkind”…his thoughts had already flown away to the sky:

When I get the gold, I will definitely kick out that nagging ugly woman at home, go to the building in Qiqihar to find Cui Yan, and smoke a few good cigarettes -

Hehe, I wonder who can control my smoking and nag me endlessly in the future!

However, just as he turned his eyes away, he vaguely saw a figure next to the bamboo mat covered with wood in the gradually darkening night.

Instantly, he was furious: Damn it, is there anyone faster than me? Is he going to keep it all for himself?

Wang Sheng rushed forward angrily, raised his leg and kicked the figure hard!
However, he then heard a loud and rough shout: He felt a chill in his heart instantly - it seemed to be Japanese!
Sure enough, a Japanese soldier holding a Type 38 rifle stood up, rubbing his buttocks. He turned around and looked at the thug who "violated" him. He immediately became angry and said, "Baga!"

The butts of the guns kept hitting him like raindrops, and Wang Sheng's cries of chickens and birds pierced the night sky in an instant... No matter if they were people from the Northeast or the Japanese, they all came running over, staring at each other in confusion.

"Wang Sheng, this idiot, actually wants to take it all for himself!?"

Someone in the crowd cursed in a low voice, but was stopped by the foreman's glare.

However, the eyes of several people who knew about the situation turned ferocious.

The Japanese commander of the camp, Daigo Yoshino, also rushed over after hearing the news. He was relieved to see his soldiers beating a laborer, but he still ordered his men to stop it. "What's going on?"

Yoshino Daigo asked with a cold expression, his hands on his hips.

The soldier reported that when they started working this afternoon, they saw these Chinese laborers acting suspiciously and hiding something here.

He was planning to come over and see what was hidden... but before he could check, the bastard kicked him.

Taking a deep breath, Daigo Yoshino suddenly became suspicious.

He immediately ordered his men to lift up the bamboo mat. Several people who knew about it were so anxious that they jumped up and down, but who dared to take care of the Japanese? They could only let the box of gold be exposed to everyone.

Everyone, yes, including the Japanese, gasped at the same time.

Yoshino Daigo's eyes turned red, and he asked anxiously what was going on.

Of course no one present wanted to say anything, and the Japanese leader was so angry that he immediately called the machine gunner, set up a light machine gun and yelled at them. The foreman was so scared that he almost cried, and begged the gentlemen to tell the ladies if anyone knew what was going on!

Seeing the murderous intent from the bruised gun muzzles, the leading man, with a sad face, confessed everything.

"Taijun, these can be considered as our Northeastern things! After all, they were dug out from our land, and, and,"

He added hastily, "And these were also brought back by our ancestors. I'm afraid a lot of them are buried in the ground!"

"You—you have to give it back to us!"

The foreman was going crazy: No matter whose gold it was, you let the Japanese take it, how can you get it back? And what about ancestors...

Even if it was really left to you by your ancestors, if the gun was revealed, even your ancestral grave would be dug up. Why are you still thinking about the gold?
Saving your life is important, brothers!

The foreman knew a few words of Japanese, so he quickly stepped forward, bowed and said repeatedly that since it was found in the Taijuns' camp, it must be the Taijuns' things -

We just helped the ladies to dig it out and put it away, but before we had time to report it, this sharp-eyed young lady discovered it...

This is just returning the property to its original owner. Please be magnanimous and forgive us. Just ignore us and let us go back to rest. We still have to work tomorrow!

But Yoshino Daigo, with a red face, said that none of you would have to work in the next two days... He and his men would investigate the source of the gold.

Besides, as you said, it was dug out on the Imperial Army’s territory, so it’s our stuff.

We will definitely hand it over to the Empire - no one who returns is allowed to make this known.

Looking at Yoshino Daigo's expression, the foreman was so scared that his pants were almost filled with semen, and he kept saying "no, no" and that everyone would definitely not say anything nonsense.

As he spoke, he winked and waved at his brothers, signaling them to leave quickly.

This is a place of pure trouble. What if the Japanese come to their senses and shoot us all...I won't get the gold or wages, and I'll lose my life. It's so unfair!
"Damn it, it's all because of you bastard Wang Sheng——" (End of this chapter)