Chapter 2031 Organize the Masses!

All the men, women, old and young, and more than a hundred people in the village came out.

This man was very well-behaved. Even when the second master, the oldest in the village, disappeared, no one in the village was so well-behaved.

Everyone remained silent, looking at the two women in front of them with either shock, admiration or even some fear, and those two women were none other than Leng Xiaozhi and Sun Baoer.

"I haven't gone to Wujiapo yet, but I heard that all the people in that village were killed by the Japs." Leng Xiaozhi's eyes swept over the faces of the villagers.

"Although Wujiapo is dozens of miles away from our village.

I haven't asked, but that is our neighboring village. I think those people who were beaten to death must have relatives from our village. "Leng Xiaozhi said this, and she noticed that there were indeed sad expressions on the faces of some of the villagers.

In the countryside, in villages dozens of miles away, whether it is far or near, it is normal to marry a daughter-in-law in a neighboring village, or to marry one's own daughter to a neighboring village.

"So the cruelty of the Japanese is not legendary. Last time they went to Wujiapo. If he came to our village, do you think our village will be fine?

We want to live a good life, but the Japanese do not let us live a good life, so what should we do?

They have bayonets and guns in their hands. It turns out that we only have a few broken sickles and a few axes and forks in our hands.

But it's different now, now we have guns in our hands. "Following Leng Xiaozhi's words, the villagers' eyes fell on the box cannons on the table in front of Leng Xiaozhi.

Ordinary people have an instinctive respect for guns. Just imagine, ordinary people are planting and harvesting food on their own one-third of an acre of land. Who would do anything to deal with this murderous guy!

"I made my own decision and left three guns for our village! And some bullets.

Don't underestimate these three guns. I think our Lunan guerrillas were not as good as these when we first started fighting the Japanese!

With guns, when the little devils come, we can shoot them from a distance. Not to mention killing them, but that will also lure them away. Will our village be saved?

Or let me put it another way, when the little devil is picking out your relatives with bayonets, you can save your relatives with this gun in your hand!

If you don't have this gun, you will definitely be like the folks in Wujiapo!

So I want to select some people in this village, each person will be in charge of a gun, and we will set up our own village protection team, also called a militia.

Now, choose a few of yourselves! "Leng Xiaozhi said again

When Leng Xiaozhi said this, the young people in the village looked at the box of cannons with intense eyes.

Mass resistance against Japan is a process. Leng Xiaozhi has been communicating with the villagers for a while. She has just refuted several timid villagers.

"I want a gun!" Someone raised his hand, it was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old.

"I want a gun too!"

"I want it too!"

"I want it too!"

This kind of thing, as long as someone takes the lead, it will be easier to handle later.

Soon, more than 10 people raised their hands to sign up.

"Count me in!" To Leng Xiaozhi's surprise, the last person to raise his hand turned out to be a middle-aged man in his thirties.

"Second uncle, you are so old, why do you want a gun?" asked the young man who raised his hand first.

"You guys are already married, and some of them are still young boys. Do you know the severity? I will ignore you, and you will cause trouble again!" The middle-aged man said helplessly.

"I think it's okay!" This was the opinion of an old man in the village. The old man looked like he was in his fifties.

Leng Xiaozhi was observing the words and expressions nearby. When she saw that when the old man spoke, people in the village began to listen, she understood that this old man seemed to have a certain prestige in the village.

"This is the way the world is now." The old man said, "Just like what this girl said, you want to live a life at home guarding one-third of an acre, but the Japanese devils won't let you live a good life.

Then we can't let the Japanese devils really come to our door and let them cause harm.

You can't watch your mother being picked on, right? You can't watch your own child being killed, can you? You can't watch your recently fattened pig being killed, right?

So we have to resist.

I would be really worried if you guys did these things, but with the waiter taking the lead, I would be much more relieved! "What the old man said was indeed mature and prudent.

But then the old man turned his face and said to Leng Xiaozhi: "Daughter, we have agreed that the guns in our village can only protect our village. You can't tease the people in our village." Go somewhere else and work hard!”

"You are the militiamen who protect your own village. We, the Eighth Route Army, are not hunting young men!" Leng Xiaozhi smiled, "But having said that, these guns are given to you to guard the village. You cannot hold these guns. To do bad things.

We are the Eighth Route Army of the Communist Party. Soon I will ask militiamen from other villages to contact you. They are all from our county. From now on, everyone will take care of each other. When the time comes, they will help you fight the Japanese, and you must help them. "

"That won't happen!" the old man replied, "This is the same as taking advantage of others. How can we just let others fight for us and not fight for others? Right?"

The old man is still very open-minded.

"Well, this matter is settled! Tomorrow I will teach you how to shoot.

Don't worry if you don't get a gun. There will be opportunities in the future. The Japanese are going to the countryside more and more often." Leng Xiaozhi said.

So far, Leng Xiaozhi's idea of ​​arming the villagers has been initially realized.

Although Leng Xiaozhi said it very easily now, before she gathered these villagers together, she had already asked the old lady who stayed at her house, who has the highest prestige in this village, who speaks the best, who is the most stable, and who has courage.

And after the introduction of the old lady, the middle-aged man is the best choice.

After finding Shang Zhen this time, Leng Xiaozhi will also let the nearby district team come over to directly lead the militia in this village. In this way, their Eighth Route Army will have another grassroots organization!

In fact, Leng Xiaozhi knows best that if the neighboring village Wujiapo had not been massacred by the Japanese army, it would not be so smooth for him to organize militia in this village.

People are lazy. When the crisis is imminent and the bayonet is on their neck, they will become brave.

"Why does Fan Lier have a gun?" At this time, a young man in the village raised an objection.

Leng Xiaozhi said that 5 guns would be left in the village, but the one Fan Lier was carrying now was not included.

"Although he is young, he is more qualified than any of you. He earned it by fighting the Japanese with me before!" Leng Xiaozhi replied.