Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Baijiazhuang, threshing ground.

Just as the sky was getting light, a group of Japanese invaders and puppet troops came rushing in, and the sound of gunfire broke the tranquility of my sleep.

All the villagers in Baijiazhuang were driven to the threshing ground, about a thousand people in total.

The villagers' faces were filled with fear.

Because the number of people who came this time far exceeded the usual number of people when the Japanese invaded the village. Usually, there was only a group of puppet troops plus a group of Japanese invaders, at most about a hundred people.

This time there were about three to four hundred puppet soldiers and more than a thousand Japanese devils, and they all had ferocious expressions on their faces, and it looked like they were here to call for punishment.

Captain Kawasaki looked at the group of villagers below who were as docile as sheep with satisfaction and nodded. This was consistent with what he had expected.

Kawasaki raised his hand and called the fat translator over, asking him to translate what he said.

“Today, I came to Baijia Village on behalf of Huang Jun to find out something. You don’t have to be afraid or worried.

As long as they are good citizens, we in the Huang Army will definitely treat them well.

However, some of you are dishonest and refuse to obey the king, which has caused a little trouble to our Huang Army.

We just caught a few.”

As he spoke, Kawasaki pointed at the three villagers who were hung in front of everyone.

A strong young man, probably in his twenties.

An old man in his sixties.

There was also an old lady in her sixties with a head full of white hair.

They were tied up tightly, their arms had turned purple, but the three of them were exactly the same, not one of them made even a sound, they just bit their lips tightly.

"There must be others among you who have caused trouble to the Huang Army like them. We advise you to come forward and surrender as soon as possible, otherwise we will cause you a little trouble as well."

Kawasaki put away the "kind" expression on his face and his expression began to become ferocious.

According to intelligence, the two villages that sell the most Feitianfen in the surrounding area are Baijiazhuang and Zhangzhuang, and there are at least twenty villagers involved, definitely not just these three.

What Kawasaki had to do was to catch all these twenty or so people and then execute them in front of all the villagers. He wanted to scare these villagers who were as docile as sheep into submission and make them never dare to even think of resisting again.

However, he was disappointed.

Under his intimidation, no one in the entire Baijiazhuang stood up.

"Since none of you stand up, I'm going to teach you a lesson." Captain Kawasaki waved his hand and two Japanese soldiers stood up.

The two Japanese soldiers were holding a whip made of steel wire with iron spikes.

He whipped the young man hard.

what.

With one blow of the whip, the young man's winter clothes, which were not thick to begin with, were instantly torn apart. After the Japanese soldier pulled back the whip, the villagers standing in the front row saw that the whip was covered with strands of flesh and blood.

The young man's gray winter clothes were instantly stained red with blood.

The great pain made the young man unable to bear it any longer and he cried out.

"I'm glad you feel the pain. Now can you identify your accomplices?" Kawasaki asked.

"Fuck your mother."

The young man was afraid that it would be difficult for him to survive today, so he started cursing.

Kawasaki's face darkened: "Keep fighting!"

Whip after whip.

After a dozen or so lashes, the young man's winter clothes were completely torn, revealing his scarred upper body in the cold wind.

It is not accurate to call them scars, but rather grooves. The flesh and blood in these grooves have been scraped away by the steel whip, and even the white bones have been exposed in some places.

It was visible to the naked eye that the young man was shaking constantly due to the great pain.

Even so, he did not give in.

It's not that the guerrillas of the county brigade failed to notify them in advance, but he happened to go to the next village to do some business and missed the guerrillas who came to notify them.

Even though he suffered such pain, he still had no regrets.

He could not forget his wife who was raped naked by the Japanese and then stabbed to death with a bayonet, his son who was just one month old and was trampled to death by the Japanese, and his parents who were hacked to death by the Japanese like grass.

These days, when he closed his eyes, all he could think of was the tragic deaths of his family members in front of him. Only when he was helping the guerrillas did he feel a little lighter and full of energy.

Captain Kawasaki walked up to him and asked, "Young man, can you tell me now? As long as you can identify your accomplices, I will not only let the best doctors in our Huang Army treat you, but I will also give you a lot of money and a lot of land."

Kawasaki patiently persuaded.

The young man opened his eyes with difficulty, as if he wanted to deeply engrave the appearance of the devil in his eyes.

The young man put on a disdainful smile and said, "If you can return my wife, son and parents to me, I will tell you who my accomplices are."

spit.

Before Kawasaki could react, the young man spat a mouthful of blood at him.

It sprayed Kawasaki right in the face.

"idiot!"

Kawasaki finally tore off his hypocritical mask, drew out his command sword and chopped it down fiercely.

A stream of blood gushed out from the young man's neck, and his head was chopped off by the blade and then rolled to the ground.

The eyes on the head were still wide open, and a relaxed smile appeared on the face: "Dad, mother, wife, son, I finally came to find you."

The villagers of Baijiazhuang were so frightened that they all took a step back. Many of them turned pale, and some parents quickly covered their children's eyes.

As silent as a cicada.

All the villagers in Baijiazhuang remained silent and dared not make any sound.

Kawasaki wiped the bloody spit on his face, walked up to the old man with a knife, and asked viciously: "Old man, you saw it just now. If you don't cooperate with Huang Jun, I will chop off your head with this knife."

The old man was already old, and after the ordeal he had just endured, he was already barely breathing. He barely opened his eyes, and a captivating cold light suddenly burst out from his cloudy old eyes.

Like a last glimmer of light.

"Fellow villagers, it's not that the young guerrillas didn't inform the old man. It's that the old man is old and can't walk anymore, and he doesn't want to be a burden to the young men.

My son, daughter-in-law, grandchildren and granddaughters were all killed by these Japanese beasts. I don't want to live anymore.

I just want to use this old weapon to help, and it would be good if I can kill one more Japanese soldier.

My fellow villagers, you have seen that the Japanese will not let us go.

We eat the devil's flesh and drink his blood, and we want to kill these beasts..."

Before he could finish his words, Kawasaki slashed again.

The old man died on the spot.

Kawasaki lost his patience, he knew that the trial today would not produce any result.

These people have a blood feud with Huang Jun and it is impossible for them to point out the accomplices hiding in the village or provide any useful information.

With another blow of the knife, the old lady was killed on the spot.