Chapter 6 chapter Five

The Dongping Lane parking lot was crowded with people, and countless dancing lights gathered from various coal pits, forming a river of light along the wide alley with double railways.Heavy panting, excited yelling, doubtful inquiries and irrelevant hysterical cursing, humming and groaning mixed together.The turbulent air waves whizzed and rolled on the riverbed of lights, above everyone's heads, floating a round of hopeful sun in mid-air. The whole process of the riot under the ground was unusually smooth, starting from 2420 at 1:15 to the brothers who came out at 2348 at 2:20, the riot only took one hour and fifteen minute.During this hour and fifteen minutes, four mine policemen and five Japanese soldiers were shot dead, and the remaining eighteen mine policemen and five Japanese soldiers became prisoners of the rioters.More than 470 prisoners of war who were forced to engage in slave labor became soldiers again and joined the war again.

During the operation, the mine police still opened fire. Three brothers who participated in the riot were killed by the mine police's guns, and several others were injured. However, in any case, the riot was a success. Now, the eighteen mine policemen and five Japanese soldiers were tied up, and the guns in their hands had been transferred to the rioters. Thirty-two guns were seized. Meng Xinze, commander of the Artillery Battalion of the 1093rd Regiment, caught one.With the gun on his back, he huddled under the coal building, discussing something with some people.Later, he climbed onto the wagon of an overturned empty wagon and spoke to his brethren.

At this time, it was two thirty-five minutes. "Brothers, be quiet, be quiet! Listen to me! Stop arguing..." Meng Xinze yelled for a while before the voices in the alley gradually subsided. The brothers stared at Meng Xinze, and if they couldn't see them, they just stayed there and listened quietly. "Brothers, we succeeded! From now on, we are not prisoners of the Japanese, we are soldiers! Just like before May 19, 2007, we are Chinese soldiers who fought against Japan! Soldiers need to talk about soldiers The rules! Now I declare that I, Meng Xinze, the commander of the artillery battalion of the 1093rd Regiment, is responsible for this operation! I ask the brothers to obey my command, can everyone do it?"

Perhaps the question was a bit sudden, and the brothers gathered in the alley of the parking lot fell silent for a while without answering. Meng Xinze was a little disappointed. He froze for a moment, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said: "If the brothers don't trust me, you can choose another brother to take the responsibility, but..." Before Meng Xinze could finish his sentence, Tian Desheng, who was standing not far from the gatehouse, yelled first: "Old Meng, don't be wordy, listen to you! I listen to you, whoever refuses to accept it, grandpa collapsed him!"

"Yes, listen to Battalion Commander Meng!" "Commander Meng, speak up!" "Listen to Battalion Commander Meng!" "Listen to Battalion Commander Meng!" The sound of echo suddenly exploded, and a series of rumbling thunders seemed to roll in the alleyway: Meng Xinze smiled gratefully, opened his hands, and pressed down, signaling the brothers to calm down. The gesture worked, and the alleyway fell silent again. Meng Xinze added: "Brothers, let's rush out from the mouth of the wind well right away. Don't be chaotic. Let's use the original nest as a unit, one team after another! Thirty-two guns, twenty of them are from the old Xiang--Xiang Fu Take it widely, open the way ahead, I will take the twelve, after the last one is broken, no matter what happens, don’t panic, don’t mess up! Do you understand?”

"Understood!" There was another echo. "Okay! Next, I have to make something clear..." At this time, someone in the crowd called out: "My surname is Meng, can you stop being so damn wordy?!" Meng Xinze was startled, swallowed hard, and said: "Dude, don't worry, wait until I finish talking!" Unexpectedly, the following shouted even more fiercely: "Don't listen to this kid's nonsense! Let's go!" "Yes! Let's go!" There was commotion in the alley. Meng Xinze got angry, stomped his foot on the wagon, and shouted sharply:

"Whoever dares to move, I will kill him! I repeat, we are soldiers! Fucking soldiers! Brothers, give me a look and see who is making trouble there!" Those guys who were eager to escape did not dare to move, and the small commotion subsided in an instant. "Now, I have to make it clear that we don't know the situation on the ground. We are not sure whether Qiao Jincheng and He Huayan's guerrillas have come, and how many people have come! If the situation on the ground changes, we have to fight hard!" Get out! There won’t be many Japanese guarding the mouth of Fengjing, at most a dozen or so. After going out, take advantage of the darkness to retreat to Xiyan Town Mountain, and once you enter the mountain, the Japanese will have nothing to do!”

Someone asked aloud: "Isn't it agreed that there will be someone on the ground to respond?" Meng Xinze was forced to explain: "Yes, there is someone to respond! We are just in case! If they don't come, we have to go too! The matter has reached this point, and we have no way out! Now, the commando team will open the way ahead. Let's go!" Meng Xinze was already dripping with sweat when he jumped off the coal wagon after issuing the order.He lifted up his skirt and wiped it on his face indiscriminately, seeing a stream of people rushing down the alleyway around him to the mouth of the wind shaft.He and more than a dozen brothers with guns beside him stood still against the wall of the alley. They wanted to cover behind this fleeing army. They wanted to use their guns, blood and loyalty to deal with the The enemy who rushed over from the mouth of the well.

The fugitive brother walked in front of Meng Xinze for about two minutes. At the end of the line?Meng Xinze saw Lao Qi, a mouse who was staggering.Before Lao Qi's injury healed, he was forced to go down the well by the Japanese.Went to the first class last night.This is also the luck among the misfortunes, the cruelty of the Japanese provided Lao Qi with a chance to survive.This may be fate.Lao Qi's life should not die.Before the riot, Meng Xinze was afraid that Lao Qi would be inconvenient, so he made private arrangements for two brothers from No. 6 to take care of him during his escape.Now, those two brothers are gone.

When Lao Qi walked past Meng Xinze.Meng Xinze grabbed Lao Qi's hand and asked: "Why are you alone, and the two of them?" Lao Qi sighed: "What time is it, who can take care of whom?" Meng Xinze is on fire: "Bastard, grab those two bastards, I'll strangle him to death!" Lao Qi smiled with difficulty: "Old Meng, I'm fine!" Meng Xinze didn't pay attention to Lao Qi, and only looked at the flow of people passing by. Suddenly, he pulled out two brothers from the crowd: "You, and you, don't just run for yourselves! Chief Qi Lian was injured for his brothers, so take care of him along the way!"

The two brothers agreed again and again, and helped Lao Qi to leave quickly.Lao Qi was supported by those two brothers, walked a long way forward, and turned his head to Meng Xinze and shouted: "Lao Meng, you have to be careful! If you see something wrong, get out quickly! If you get blocked underground, it's... it's over!" Meng Xinze shouted proudly and confidently: "Go your way, brother! I, Meng Xinze, have not been the battalion commander for two years for nothing!" Looking at the billowing lights and the gun in his hand, Meng Xinze felt that he had returned to the battlefield where the artillery was rumbling again, as if the disaster of May 19 in the 27th year of the Republic of China had just slipped away from him. Yes, from now on, he is a soldier again!He has a gun again!He can use fighting to wash away his shame!He thought: As long as these four hundred and seventy brothers can successfully rush out of the ground, as long as he can survive, he will be a fighting soldier forever, never surrender, never put down the gun in his hand.He must lead the gang of brothers who escaped death, and fight the Japanese to the final victory or defeat.The company commander who died heroically for the country was right: "As long as our Chinese nation unites as one and resists with one heart, China will not perish and China will last forever! Even if it takes fifty or one hundred years to fight, the final victory will be ours!" While climbing up the muddy and slippery return path with the 38 cap, Xiang Fuguang was still reminiscing about the feeling he had when he stabbed the Japanese soldier in Dongping Lane to death.That Japanese soldier was a fucking idiot, he walked up to him, and the spear stabbed him across the way, that bastard hadn't committed a crime before.For some reason at that time, he was not afraid at all, his feet didn't soften, his hands didn't shake, and as soon as the hand holding the gun moved forward, the Japanese imperial army from the Japanese country in the East met Hades.The body and bones of the Great Imperial Army are also made of the flesh and blood of the father's sperm and mother, and they are so careless!When he stabbed the bayonet in, he felt as if he had pierced a piece of wheat, soft, soft, and heavy——when the bastard struggled to grab the barrel with his hands, his whole body weight was on the gun. superior.He desperately pulled out the bayonet, and even stamped the bastard with his foot.A stream of blood splattered on his face, hot and rash, and he wiped it off with his hands, remember now?Still feel unclean. Raising his hand, he wiped his sweaty face again, then put his hand under his nose and sniffed. No smell of blood, no. This was the first time he had killed someone with a bayonet, and it was a Japanese.It was also the first time to kill a Japanese.Before being captured, he was a platoon leader of Pang Bingxun's department. When he was captured, he was a little confused. He was injured on his thigh, bled profusely, passed out, and fell into the hands of the Japanese as soon as he opened his eyes.He thought he would die for sure, but later in the prisoner-of-war camp, the captured medical officer Li changed his medicine several times indiscriminately, and the wound healed without any disability.From then on, he cherished and took care of his own life even more. In order to be responsible for his own life, he was not so responsible for the lives of many brothers.He had informed the Japanese guards. No one knew about it. If he had known, he would have died long ago. In March, Li Laoer, the third platoon leader, and Zhang Sixi, the machine gunner, accompanied him to escape. After much deliberation, he did not dare.He looked at the opening and passed the letter to the Japanese guard Yamamoto. Yamamoto reported Takahashi. Takahashi, an insidious villain, intentionally refused to stop the escape that was prevented, and deliberately gave Li Lao Er a loophole. He fled with Zhang Sixi.As a result, Li Lao Er was killed by wolf dogs, and Zhang Sixi was electrocuted to death by the power grid.He regretted it for a while, and secretly scolded himself a bitch. From then on, Takahashi took aim at him, and asked him to question him every now and then, asking him to report the situation among the prisoners of war to him.He didn't do it any more, only saying he didn't know.At first, Takahashi believed it, but later, Takahashi didn't believe it. Every time he was brought up, he would always be beaten. This is the reward for whistleblowing. Seeing him being beaten, the brothers in the same room sympathized with him and comforted him with kind words. The more the brothers were like this, the more unsteady his heart was, and the more he felt that he had owed a heavy debt of conscience. In the few days before the riot, Takahashi mentioned him twice.He didn't say anything.Takahashi's command knife was placed on his neck, but he didn't say anything.The last time was a bit mysterious, and at the last moment, he almost collapsed. Takahashi said, give him two days to think about it, and if he still doesn't tell what he knows, he will disclose his informant in March to all prisoners of war. This is more terrifying than a command knife and a wolfhound! He was forced to agree to consider it. Unexpectedly, just a few hours later, the riot happened, and the thing that made him terrified did not exist at all!He threw himself into the ranks of riots without hesitation. As soon as Meng Xinze gave an order, he and Tian Desheng knocked down the supervisor Liu Ba, killed that bastard with a pickaxe, and then killed the Japanese soldier. Guilt and uneasiness disappeared with the disappearance of the two lives, and his psychological balance was restored. Only then did he feel that he no longer owed his brothers anything.Carrying the dead ghost Sun Si's Sanba Dagai crawling on the return road, his heart was filled with the pride of a soldier. The secret in his heart will never be known to others. He proved his loyalty with courageous actions. The wind in the return air duct is warm and humid, but it is very strong.The wind was blowing from below to above, as if there was a Yuan-shaped hand pushing his back.He was pushed forward and up by the wind, and every time he climbed a certain distance, he stopped to look around.Listen to the movement.He didn't know how long the return air passage leading to the ground was, and he didn't know the situation on the ground. He climbed at the very end, three or five steps behind him, was a member of the commando, and a dozen meters behind the commando, was an unarmed fugitive.The guns in the hands of him and the commandos under him were not only responsible for protecting their own lives, but also responsible for the success or failure of the entire operation, responsible for protecting more than 470 lives. He couldn't help being cautious. He always felt that he was approaching the mouth of the well, but the mouth of the well never appeared, and the return air path in front of him seemed to have no end at all.He thought: Maybe at night, the location of the wellhead is hard to judge - the ground and underground are equally dark, and you won't know it when you walk to the wellhead.If he suddenly rushed to the mouth of the well, and there were Japanese guards on the mouth of the well, things would be terrible. He supported the crooked shed legs again, held up the lamp and looked up the alleyway. A commando brother followed up: "Old Xiang, how far is it?" Xiang Fuguang shook his head: "have no idea!" "We must have climbed a thousand meters!" "more than!" "It's time to see the scene!" Xiang Fuguang wiped off his sweat: "I think so!" "The higher-ups don't know what's going on! If those bastards don't come, we'll be in trouble!" Xiang Fuguang said: "No matter what the situation above is, we have to be careful! Send a message to the back, so that the brothers behind and us will be farther away!" "it is good!" After the brothers from the commando team followed up, Xiang Fuguang touched the shed legs one by one and climbed up. After climbing less than 20 meters, a closed damper appeared in front of him. It turns out that there is a damper on the return air duct!This was something Xiang Fuguang didn't expect. Several brothers stepped forward and lifted the damper open. Hold up the lamp and look into the damper, there is another damper above it. The brothers are going to carry that damper again. Xiang Fuguang stopped the brothers: "Be careful, the outside of this damper is probably the mouth of the well, success or failure depends on it! Everyone put out the lights, gently opened the damper, and after it was opened, everyone stood at the door and did not move. I will touch it first to see the situation. No, I light the lamp, and you are ready to fight, do you understand?" "Understood!" The brothers turned out the lights in their hands one after another, and then leaned their bodies against the second damper, and with a secret effort, slowly pushed the damper open. Twenty meters above the front, there was some dim light—the mouth of the well finally appeared! When Xiang Fuguang stepped out of the wind, he made another confession for the last time: "Get your guns ready, and prepare to shoot when you see the light! If the mouth of the well is taken down by our guerrillas, I will come down and tell you. Be careful, don't be reckless!" After finishing speaking, he bent his waist with the gun in his hand, his body almost pressed against the muddy slope, and climbed up quietly.He crawled slowly and carefully, trying not to make any noise from his body. One step, two steps... five steps... eight steps... He counted secretly in his heart. When he counted to the tenth step, his eyes could already see the things near the mouth of the well.He found an obstacle, the obstacle was as high as half a person, in a trance, it was a straw bag filled with sand.Startled, he quickly lay down on the ground, opened his eyes to look, and listened with his ears. The fans on the ground were humming, and nothing could be heard. It was very dark around the mouth of the well, and no one was seen. He thought: Maybe it was a false alarm.When the flood season comes, the straw bags placed at the mouth of the well are probably for waterproofing—to prevent rainwater and floods from pouring into the well. He stood up and climbed up again. One step, two steps, three steps... Suddenly, something flew out from behind the straw bag, and that thing hit him. He trembled violently and fell to the ground. No gunshots were heard, and the sound of the roaring fan covered up the gunshots... My body seemed to be torn apart, and there were pains everywhere, but I didn't know where I was shot.He tried to stand up, but he struggled a few times, but he couldn't get up.Suddenly, he remembered his mission, he stretched his hand to his waist, and touched the calcium carbide lamp at his waist. The calcium carbide lamp was wet, whether it was sweat or blood, he didn't care to tell the difference, bent his legs, He hooked his body and tightly protected the lamp, and then, with trembling hands, he took out the match wrapped in oil paper from the clip next to the lamp. He had to tell his brethren the danger. His hands were shaking so badly that he struck five matches before lighting the lamp in front of him. He turned the lamp to the maximum brightness, held it up, and shook it towards the alleyway below him, shouting the last sentence: "Brothers, fight... fight!" There was another rain of bullets, and several bullets hit his high head at the same time. The broken wicker cap on his head rolled to the ground and rolled down the ramp to the front of the damper.The lamp in his hand fell, and the light danced a few times in the alley wind, and finally went out. Xiang Fuguang died. A lamp of life goes out. Along with the light of that life that goes out, there are many secrets related to this life. No one thought he had been an informer! No one believed he could be a whistleblower! The brothers guarding the wind gate immediately understood the situation of themselves and the hundreds of brothers behind them, and opened fire in despair.In an instant, a fierce battle broke out in the 20-meter-long slope roadway from the mouth of the wind well to the mouth of the well. Both sides of the war could not use more people and more guns. The harsh natural conditions limited the scale of the battle. The Japanese soldiers in Inoue shot down the well with a machine gun; Rifle fight.The disadvantages of the prisoners of war are obvious. Within a few minutes of the exchange of fire, they were forced to retreat into the damper at the back. Thirteen corpses were thrown from the first damper. At this time, Meng Xinze heard the news of the exchange of fire, rushed up with the broken troops, and issued an order violently: "Fight! You have to fight to the death. If you don't dig this wellhead, we will all be finished!" Under the leadership of Meng Xinze, the brothers braved the powerful firepower of machine guns and rushed upwards desperately. Some brothers also lost their lives. Meng Xinze himself was also injured. A bullet hit his arm, and his body was covered with blood. It wasn't until he was shot and fell to the ground that Meng Xinze understood the bloody reality: The riot failed! It was 4:10 p.m., and the four hundred or so brothers gathered in the Fengjing return tunnel were forced to give up their fantasy of capturing the mouth of Fengjing, and returned to Dongping Lane in despair and anger... Dongping Lane was shrouded in a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere. The people gathered in Dongping Lane were in turmoil. The brothers could not accept the harsh fact in front of them anyway: they had nowhere to go, either starved to death, or were killed by the Japanese!They find this unreasonable!Wasn't their riot initially successful?Didn't it mean that there were guerrillas to respond?Where have all these bastards gone?Why would the Japanese block the mouth of the wind well with a machine gun?Which bastard tipped off the Japanese? The brothers cursed with the most vicious words, Qiao Jincheng, He Huayan, and those who put them in a desperate situation.Some people yelled loudly while cursing.The terror of death spread rapidly like a plague, and the sun of hope that once hung high in their hearts suddenly fell into the bottomless abyss. Things have gotten out of hand. Several brothers with guns rushed to the door of the tool room where the mine police and Japanese were locked up, and shouted with their bloodshot eyes: "Shoot these bastards! Kill them! Even if they die, we have to pull a few bottom ones!" More people opposed this. They gathered at the door of the tool room, desperately protecting the eighteen mine policemen and five Japanese soldiers in the tool room, and shouted at the brothers with guns: "Can't kill them! Can't kill them! We have to use these guys to negotiate with the Japanese in Inoue!" "Yes! Can't kill!" "Can't kill!" A big Northeast man standing outside simply patted his chest and said: "Damn! If you want to kill them, kill me first! Come on, shoot here!" There was a "bang". Someone actually shot him in the chest. "Beat! Beat this bastard to death! He beat us!" "Beat it!" "Beat it!" The people gathered at the door of the tool room were enraged, roaring and pressing towards the shooter, and the dazed lights flickered.Unexpectedly, before they got close to the shooter, the brother put his upper body on the gun and shot himself in the chest. The other guys with the guns got wrenched, and some guys who lost their minds were beating them like hell.The alleyway in front of the tool shed was a mess. Meng Xinze heard the gunshots, squeezed in from the alleyway inside, and yelled at the beastly people: "Stop! Fuck stop! We are soldiers, soldiers! Even if we die, we have to die to look good!" A tall, thin boy pointed his gun at Meng Xinze's chest: "Go to hell, I don't need you to teach me a lesson!" Meng Xinze ordered coldly: "Put the gun down! Bastard!" "Let it go? I killed you, it wasn't you, the brothers couldn't get to this point!" "I'll say it again: put the gun down!" The kid raised the muzzle of the gun instead. Meng Xinze took a step forward, punched the kid in the face, and snatched the gun into his hands. When he grabbed the barrel of the gun, the kid rang the trigger, and a bullet grazed Meng Xinze's ear. On the shed beams of the laneway. The boy was twisted by two brothers. Meng Xinze threw the surrendered gun to a brother beside him, and said calmly and solemnly: "Brothers! Some of us have no good intentions! They want to use our heads to claim credit for the Japanese and save their lives! These bastards are a pack of cannibal wolves, we must not be fooled by them! We The failure of today's riot was caused by them! Some of them must have informed the Japanese, and the Japanese installed machine guns at the mouth of the well!" Someone asked aloud: "So, what are we going to do now? Just lie in the ground and wait to die? What's your trick, Meng? Didn't you fucking say you're responsible for this operation and the brothers?" Meng Xinze said: "I have said that, now, I can still say this! I will not shirk the responsibility that should be shouldered by me, Meng Xinze. If cutting off my head can save more than 400 brothers, I will let you chop it off immediately! I also thought about negotiating with the Japanese - I'll go and talk..." Before Meng Xinze finished speaking, another voice sounded in the darkness: "Okay, what Meng said is good! Brothers, what are you doing here? Come on! Hurry up, tie up Meng, and let's go negotiate with the Japanese! We didn't start the riot, we did it Participating under his coercion, the Japanese will not be unreasonable!" "Yes! Bind up the one named Meng!" "Go up, go up!" Seven or eight people clamored and rushed in front of Meng Xinze.Meng Xinze didn't move, he just stared at their faces.His heart was extremely peaceful, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time. Among the seven or eight faces, one was actually familiar to him. For a moment, he almost couldn't believe his eyes. He stared at the familiar face for a long while, then smiled miserably: "Old Wang, Wang Shaoheng, you, do you want to tie me up and give it to the Japanese?" Wang Shaoheng lowered his head and murmured: "No...it's not that I want to tie it up, it's...you said it yourself! I...I...I can't help it either!" Meng Xinze added: "Old Wang, do you still remember that incident in June of the 27th year?" Wang Shaoheng was stunned for a moment, then immediately remembered that in June 27th, the puppet brigade commander Yao Bolong went to the prisoner-of-war camp to recruit soldiers. He once stood shoulder to shoulder with Meng Xinze and made a heroic choice.At that time, they hadn't come to Yanwangtang, and the prisoner-of-war camp was in a village in the western suburbs of Xuzhou.Early in the morning, the whistle rang suddenly, and the Japanese called to assemble. The brothers stood in the empty field in front of a ruined temple and listened to Yao Bolong's lecture.Yao Bolong scolded Generalissimo Chiang and the Wuhan Nationalist Government, and explained the principles of Sino-Japanese friendship, and then said: "If you want to do things with me, stand up, if you don't want to do things with me, stay where you are." Move." Most people stood up, and he looked at Meng Xinze, seeing that Meng Xinze hadn't moved, and he didn't move either. For this, he regrets to this day. Later, he thought countless times that his choice at that time was wrong.He should not have stayed where he was, but joined Yaobron's ranks, where there would be plenty of opportunities for escape.Frightened by Meng Xinze's majesty at that time, he acted tough for a while and lost a chance to escape. It was Meng Xinze who harmed him. This time, he couldn't be so stupid anymore. The riot had already failed, and the Japanese would never give up until Meng Xinze was handed over. For himself and for these hundreds of brothers, Meng Xinze had to be sacrificed! He glanced at Meng Xinze timidly, and said hesitantly: "What's the matter of the past... why are you still talking about it!" Meng Xinze said: "I want you to remember that you old Wang used to be a man! Now, I still want you to be a hero! My surname Meng will not shirk my responsibility, but I advise you to take care of yourself and be tougher!" Wang Shaoheng suddenly had a seizure, stared at him blankly, and cursed rudely: "Hard your mother's dick! You fucking don't teach me! It wasn't you, I wouldn't be here as an animal, it wasn't you, I wouldn't have come this far! Let me tell you, is there anyone on the ground to respond? Fucking doubts!" "Yes! This dog fucked us up!" "Stop talking to him, tie it up first!" "bundle!" "bundle!" Wang Shaoheng and seven or eight people around him grabbed Meng Xinze.Regardless of Meng Xinze's injured arm and his painful groans, they forcibly pushed him down on the wet ground. Enraged by this insult, Meng Xinze instinctively struggled, moving his body, kicking his legs, and shouting: "Brothers, don't... don't fall for their tricks! There is... an informer among us!" Some people kicked his head hard with their feet, and some people covered his mouth with their hands. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of those hands and feet that were firmly pressing down on him.Gasping for breath, he was forced to abandon his efforts to regain his freedom. At this moment, he heard someone negotiating with this group of people. "Let Lao Meng go! You can't blame him for this, he didn't escape!" "Yes, He Huayan and his bastards have nothing to do with Lao Meng!" However, the voice of the negotiator is too weak, too weak!It is difficult for them to form a deterrent force. His spirit suddenly collapsed, and he suddenly understood the insidiousness of human beings!People are actually wolves!In a way, it is more fierce, vicious, and poisonous than wolves!In order to survive for themselves, people would not hesitate to chop all their own kind into meat!He was fooled by them, and there was absolutely no need for him to sacrifice for them. After withdrawing to Dongping Lane, he thought about the ending of this tragic incident.He really thought about stepping up and taking up this heavy responsibility for his brethren.He is not afraid of death, and has long been prepared to die vigorously.It is worth dying to save your brothers! Now, he felt that he had been insulted, he regretted it, and he didn't want to take any responsibility for the bastards in front of him who wanted to kill him!He thought that if the Japanese asked him, he would definitely involve all these bastards—including Wang Shaoheng!These bastards have no qualifications and no reason to live in this brutal world. The alleyway became more and more chaotic, and those guys who were eager to please the Japanese on the ground had obviously controlled the situation. Someone jumped onto the coal wagon he had stood on and made a speech, demanding that the brothers kill those who had killed the mine police and the Japanese. Man's brother pointed out.The five Japanese and a dozen mine police who were locked in the tool room were released by those guys.He heard a mine police chief who had just been untied shout: "Brothers, don't be afraid, as long as you walk out of the mine and surrender to the imperial army on the ground, I will take care of you guys! My name is Sun Zhongfu..." Suddenly a shot rang out. Sun Zhongfu who had just jumped onto the coal wagon was shot dead. "Who fired the shot?" "Grab, grab him!" "Ouch, no...it's not me!" "boom!" Another shot. The alleys full of dirty life are clamoring for the noise of life, and those noisy lives are colliding and rolling in despair and terror... The alleyway was even more chaotic. No one dared to stand on the coal wagon. Meng Xinze was overjoyed for a while, he saw a ray of hope: not everyone wants to surrender to the Japanese, real men, lives that don't want to surrender still exist tenaciously! Tears welled up from his eyes. The gang of despicable guys gathered around Meng Xinze had already discovered the potential crisis. They pulled Meng Xinze up and pushed him to the door of the tool room where the mine police and Japanese were originally detained. A few people suddenly squeezed in front of the tool room, led by the mouse Lao Qi and Tian Desheng, Lao Qi was carrying a coal pick, and Tian Desheng was holding a gun in his hand. Tian Desheng stopped Wang Shaoheng: "Give me this bastard surnamed Meng!" Wang Shaoheng said: "Shut it up first, shut it up first!" Tian Desheng committed another crime, raised his hand, slapped Wang Shaoheng viciously, and cursed: "Wang Shaoheng, what the hell are you pretending to be a saint! Is it your turn to speak in this place? Now, the brothers recommend me to negotiate with the Japanese, and I want to escort Meng to the mouth of the well!" Wang Shaoheng was stunned, and retreated timidly. He was a little confused. He didn't understand, who had elected Tian Desheng as the negotiator?At this moment, everything is in a mess, who can represent whom? All the orders created by human beings themselves and restricting human beings have no effect here.Authority no longer exists, and the savage law of the struggle for existence dominates the desperate masses to the fullest.Everyone has the right to claim that he represents someone else.And each person really only represents himself. At such times, the master of each life can only be responsible for his own life. Wang Shaoheng was the smartest, he stopped arguing with Tian Desheng, retreated quietly into the crowd, pricked up his ears and sniffed again.He wanted to identify those dangerous auras and quickly dodge them.From Tian Desheng's fierce face, he thought of the long days after his narrow escape.He couldn't go too far, and couldn't end up with a pockmarked Zhang. The guys who are twisting Meng Xinze are all fighting with Tian Desheng: "Who are you, why do you represent us?" "Yes, who recommended you?" "Anyway, we didn't recommend you!" "Beat! Beat this bastard!" Tian Desheng peeled off his gown, revealing the protruding muscles on his thick chest, and shouted: "Beat it! Come on! Grandpa wants to see who the hell dares to beat Grandpa, something that is not filial!" With a vicious smile, he waved his hand: "Old Qi, Lao Zhou, you all go to me, hand over the weapons of these boys, and send them to the Japanese as well!" Before Tian Desheng finished speaking, a scuffle started again. The two sides twisted together, punched and kicked, and it became a mess. The sound of cursing, crying and the collision of flesh and flesh rang out. In the melee, Tian Desheng, Lao Qi and his gang snatched Meng Xinze.Leaving aside the gang of brothers who were still fighting, they dragged Meng Xinze along Dongping Alley for tens of meters, and then entered the Shangshan Alley leading to the 2420 coal pit. Only then did Meng Xinze understand their intentions, and said gratefully: "Old Qi, Lao Tian, ​​today is thanks to you..." Tian Desheng said: "Stop talking about these useless dicks! Hurry up! Find a place to fuck up, and don't let those bastards find out!" Lao Qi also said: "Yes, hurry up, cat, from now on, you can't show your face! If the Japanese don't kill you, those bastards will have to kill you too!" "Go! Let's go!" They climbed up the mountain, passed through the 2420 coal pit, and came to the old cave that Lao Qi and Tian Desheng had touched. Tian Desheng said: "Old Meng, you just hide inside and don't come out. Lao Qi and I should go out. The Japanese won't kill us all. What they want is coal, not corpses. As long as we go to 242. Under the nest Yao, we will come to you and bring you food, whether it is one day, two days, three days, five days, you have to hold on, don't come out by yourself!" Meng Xinze hugged Tian Desheng and cried: "Old Tian, ​​good brother! I'm sorry brothers! You...you shoot me to death!" Tian Desheng slapped Meng Xinze hard: "Surnamed Meng, don't be so fucking unpromising! You are a fucking man! It's not because you are a man I admire, that I won't save you!" Lao Qi also said: "Yes, even if we die, we have to die hard! If you really die like this, you are a coward, and my surname Qi will curse you!" Meng Xinze said: "But I'm hiding here, what about these four hundred brothers? What about you?" Old Qi said: "Don't worry about it! There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. Didn't you see that those bastards are already planning to surrender to the Japanese! We don't need to worry about their lives!" "Really, who can take care of who these days?" Tian Desheng also said. Meng Xinze couldn't help thinking of the scene at the door of the tool room, heaved a long sigh, and was finally persuaded by Lao Qi and Tian Desheng. Lao Qi and Tian Desheng both resigned, and before leaving, they took off their coats and handed them to Meng Xinze.The coal pick in Lao Qi's hand was also left behind. Lao Qi also said: "When you can't bear the hunger, you can eat the little gown!" Meng Xinze nodded heavily, he suddenly understood that he was facing a more difficult problem than death, that is to live! Inoue?Oh, there was no riot in Inoue.Think about it, the searchlights are on, the machine guns on the watchtowers and checkpoints are fired, which of Inoue's unarmed brothers dare to move? !The guerrillas didn't come, so they bit the bullet and rushed out, wouldn't they die for nothing!I knew that the two POW camps in Inoue were untouched. After dawn, the Japanese started the winch, hung a sign with a notice in the cage, and put it down the mouth of the big well, urging the rioting prisoners of war to surrender.The notice said: As long as the prisoners of war ensure the safety of the underground mine police and the Japanese, and hand over the leader of the riot, the Japanese imperial army will be lenient and let the past go.Most people underground were already ready to surrender. As soon as they saw this notice, they immediately took action to arrest those key elements who actively participated in the riot.As a result, another catastrophe happened: a tough guy who was unwilling to surrender to the Japanese blew up the explosives room in the well...