Chapter 38 The Crying Dry Well

In the village, the soldiers of both sides tacitly collected the bodies of the common people together.

Except for the occasional sobbing, no one made any sound at the scene.

Zheng Yingqi and Li Yunlong searched aimlessly in the village, hoping that they would be lucky enough to meet the villagers who had escaped the disaster.

In front of a house, the two saw several dead militiamen and civilians lying on the ground.

Only then did they know the reason why the village was killed, which should be that the village provided shelter for the militiamen.

After the Japanese tracked down Xiaowang Village, they found that the people here had a strong anti-Japanese sentiment, so they simply went all out to harm the entire village.

Li Yunlong's teeth were clattering, and an uncontrollable anger appeared in his eyes, like an angry lion.

He didn't care about the existence of the preserved soldiers around him, and cursed angrily:

"This is a 45-degree execution-style shooting! They not only killed the prisoners, but also attacked the civilians!"

"These beasts! I swear I won't be a human if I don't take revenge!"

Compared to the angry Li Yunlong, Zheng Yingqi still maintained his last sanity.

Because he knew that he might be the last hope for some survivors.

Kung Fu pays off, and his experience and patience did not let him down.

In the southwest corner of the village, there is a dry well, which was originally responsible for the living water of the nearby villagers.

But as time passed, the well reached its service life and became a dry well.

After being persecuted by the devils, although the villagers of Xiaowang Village resisted bravely, cold weapons were almost useless in front of hot weapons.

In order to save ammunition and trouble, these beasts directly threw many villagers headfirst into the dry well.

In order to prevent anyone from climbing out, they threw a big stone into the dry well and pressed all the villagers in the well.

Slowly, the people inside will die of suffocation and other reasons.

This is the dry well that will cry.

Even many veterans can't control their emotions when they see it.

After hearing a faint sound coming from the dry well, Zheng Yingqi immediately called for nearby soldiers to come to help.

Hearing that there might be survivors, everyone around came to help.

At this time, both sides did not distinguish between the Central Army and the Eighth Route Army, they all had only one identity.

That is, the Chinese who wanted to take revenge and save their compatriots.

At Zheng Yingqi's insistence, he tied a rope around himself, and the other end of the rope was in Li Yunlong's hand.

With the help of everyone, he made a decisive decision to go down to the well.

At this time, the sun had risen, and with the help of the sunlight, Zheng Yingqi saw a large and heavy stone lying across the middle of the dry well.

He shouted to the people on the ground, asking them to pass down a few more ropes, and then he carefully tied the rope to the stone.

In order to prevent the people under the stone from wasting their remaining physical strength by calling for help, he used his most gentle voice to comfort them the whole time.

But the villagers still couldn't help but make tiny, desperate cries.

This made Zheng Yingqi feel heartbroken. He reached out and pulled the rope tied to the stone hard. After confirming that it was safe, he shouted to the people above:

"Pull!"

The people who had been prepared for a long time immediately exerted their strength.

Because of the light weight, Zheng Yingqi was quickly pulled up.

Then, with the efforts of everyone. The big stone was also pulled out and thrown aside.

Without any rest, Zheng Yingqi pushed away a recruit who was looking down at the well mouth and entered the desperate dry well again.

Without any obstacles blocking him, he clearly saw the villagers who were thrown into the well upside down.

Those kind people were pressed into various twisted postures in the well.

Even for a veteran soldier who had fought hundreds of battles, this scene still made him shudder.

After carefully rescuing the villagers at the top, Zheng Yingqi suppressed his anger and sadness.

He asked the nearby recruits to stay rational, and then followed his procedure to rescue the people in the well.

While they were trying to rescue, the accompanying medical soldiers of the 217th Regiment had already arrived at the scene and waited for a long time. He took the trouble to check every villager who was rescued.

But they came too late. It took a whole night from those beasts to Xiaowang Village.

Most of the people in the well had stopped breathing, and they died in fear under the dry well.

Only a few people persisted, but even if they did not die, they had multiple fractures and contusions all over their bodies.

This purgatory on earth made the medical soldiers who looked down on life and death burst into tears, because he knew that even if these people could be cured, they would become mentally ill and become a complete lunatic.

Different mountains and rivers, no one can live together!

Watching the recruits working in an orderly manner under the command of their superiors, Zheng Yingqi quietly came to the battalion commander.

The two were in another hellish scene.

Several wooden sticks with the bodies of the militiamen were inserted diagonally into the red and black ground. The traces nearby told the two that the militiamen had not given up resistance even to the end.

The cold wind blew, and Zheng Yingqi spoke first.

"We rescued a few survivors over there. We have a mission and can't take them away."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the people around him.

The battalion commander did not avoid Zheng Yingqi's sight this time. He blushed and pounded his chest to promise:

"Don't worry, I will try my best to cure them. If anyone is willing to stay in the Central Army, I will accept them. If anyone wants to leave, I will give them travel expenses!"

"Okay, I hope you can do what you say."

After the conversation, Zheng Yingqi, who was about to turn around and leave to meet his team members, suddenly stopped and said something seemingly carelessly.

"In the largest room in the village, there are a few beasts who should not have died. You know, our team has discipline, and I leave it to you."

The originally lifeless battalion commander, Guo Su, seemed to have been injected with chicken blood. He immediately brought a few recruits to the place Zheng Yingqi said.

After a while, bursts of shouting and screaming of beasts came from the sky above the village.

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Although the original resting point was destroyed, the soldiers had to rest here temporarily.

A night of running on the mountain road plus the activities just now made everyone in this special agent company exhausted physically and mentally.

In this bad weather, it is reasonable to delay the journey because of something on the road.

Even if the Japanese in this squad did not report back to the base in time, other small days would not be the first to go out to find people.

After arranging the sentries, the soldiers of the special agent company fell asleep lightly.

At noon, the battalion commander of the 217th Regiment came to invite Zheng Yingqi and others to have dinner together.

Considering that he had a certain friendship with the other party, Zheng Yingqi agreed to bring back the food prepared by the other party.

Although it was different from what they usually eat, it was very good to have a hot meal in such a wilderness.

After confirming that there was no problem with the food, they quickly finished eating and took the time to continue resting. Everyone was holding their breath.

Brothers, I'm yang. I have been having a fever today. The highest temperature was more than 39 degrees.

I feel something is wrong since last night. I struggled to write these few chapters. I feel that my brain is a bit unusable.

I will make some changes after I recover from the illness. I will try to keep updating in the next few days.