The War of Resistance - #1281 - Chapter 1273: The mountains are poor and the rivers are exhausted, the willows are dark and the flo
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Chu Tian and Li Qingfeng entered the courtyard, and saw Hou Kanshan, Qin Chuan and the others busy lighting a cauldron in the corner of the courtyard.
The wooden lid of the cauldron has been put on and I don’t know what’s in it, but the guards withdrew them at around four o’clock. After returning, the cooking team started cooking and everyone had already eaten. .
Although Chutian and Li Qingfeng were curious about why the fire was being lit at this time, they didn’t open their mouths to ask.
There was a “squeak” sound from the door, and when Chu Tian, who was walking in front, stepped away, Qingfeng Li, who was just behind, could clearly see the scene in the room.
This is the main room. The sun has already slanted to the west at this time, and the sunlight can’t shine into the low thatched house, so the room looks a little dark, but Li Qingfeng’s eyes have widened slightly, and he has already taken the scene in the room He had a panoramic view, but then he had an urge to cover his nose.
The two stripped people who were only wearing loincloths were already tied with their backs turned to the pillars on the beams of the house, and beside them were black clothes and black trousers thrown around.
One of the two men was quite dark and not very tall. He was tied to the pillar like a burnt mountain bird.
The other one is not black, but the square beard above the mouth makes people feel disgusted.
As far as the identities of these two people are concerned, these are two of the Japanese soldiers who were captured alive by him and the old man.
But what made Li Qingfeng sick was not because of this, but because the room was full of a **** smell.
The two Japanese soldiers had wounds on their bodies, the wounds were not big or even small, but the wounds were dense and deep, so the blood flowing from them was like dozens of earthworms crawling down. .
Of course, it would hurt if there was too much blood flow, and people would move when they hurt, but the two Japanese soldiers couldn’t move an inch because of the heavy ties.
What is five flowers tied? That is to strangle the neck on the pillar!
There were wounds on the body and bleeding, the wounds were not densely packed, even very small, but it was also because the wounded person was so young that the wounded person would naturally be in pain, like the pain of being pricked by needles, or the pain of being pricked by many needles, The tortured person will naturally be extremely painful.
It is natural for people to scream when they are in pain, but these two Japanese soldiers were destined not to scream, just because their mouths were already stuffed with rags.
How full is it? In order to prevent these two guys from screaming, the cloth was stuffed with hands first, and then poked with a wooden stick to make it extremely dense.
The situation in front of Li Qingfeng is like the Chinese want to build a threshing field. After the ground is leveled, it needs to be rolled with stone rollers and compacted with heavy objects. The scientific name is “tamping”!
The mouths of these two Japanese soldiers were stuffed with rags and then beaten again. Let alone talking, they couldn’t let out a single fart. After their mouths were blocked, the sound of “woo” and “woo” was eliminated. !
There was a lot of blood from the wound, and the person had obviously struggled too, so it is estimated that there is nothing to do now. The only thing that proves that they are still alive is the rising and falling of their chests. I don’t know if it’s because of the pain or something else.
And the only thing that can make them faint is because of the person standing in front of them.
That person was also bare-chested, and from the back, his body was full of lean flesh. Although he was a little thin, he was also extremely strong.
It’s just that when he heard the door knock and turned around, the skin on his stomach, which was no longer as compact as a young man’s, revealed his age, because he was an old hat.
For some reason, the moment Old Mao Wang turned around, Li Qingfeng thought of the cruel officials in the yamen he had heard from the veterans. That’s not right, let’s call it the executioner.
It’s just that the vast majority of executioners in this world are beheaded most of the time.
In order to have a good time while dying, some prisoners on death row will specially arrange the executioner secretly to let him sharpen the devil’s big knife faster before execution, so that the head can be cut off with one knife, and the death row prisoner will suffer less crime.
As for the legendary slashing, and when the head fell to the ground, he shouted “what a fast knife!”, but that added a touch of romance to the **** color, but it was also extremely legendary.
But that kind of executioner was by no means the old hat Wang in front of Li Qingfeng’s eyes at this moment. At this moment, Li Qingfeng felt that old hat Wang was also an executioner, but he belonged to the kind of executioner who cut prisoners into pieces!
“He’s a sucker, he really wants to cut off the flesh of these two little devils piece by piece, why doesn’t he open his mouth?” When Old Mao Wang saw that Chu Tian had arrived with Li Qingfeng, he spoke again Only then did his image of an executioner disappear before Li Qingfeng’s eyes and return to the real person.
Li Qingfeng naturally understood the method that Wang Laomao and those veterans discussed to save Shang Zhen.
That is to capture one or several Japanese devils alive, and then stab them with the poisonous hidden weapon seized from the Japanese army.
Then use the same medicine seized from the Japanese army to smear the wounds of these Japanese soldiers to see which one can detoxify the Japanese devils who were stabbed by them.
Since it was already planned and the living captives were captured again, Wang Laomao did it as a matter of course. Now the wounds and bloodstains on the two Japanese soldiers like insects are his masterpiece.
Of course, it would be the best if we could ask the two Japanese soldiers to tell me which vial contained the antidote, and now that they are back in the brigade, don’t they still have the translator who can speak Japanese? !
But just as Wang Laomao predicted beforehand, these two Japanese devils were really boiled ducks – their mouths were stiff!
People don’t fart, let alone confess.
Wang Laomao was also afraid that Shang Zhen had been poisoned for a long time, and nights and dreams would be more frequent. He would not have the time to engage in a verbal lawsuit with the two Japanese soldiers, so he finally showed his true colors of the northeast beard and began to use the hidden weapons captured by the Japanese army to kill him. Japanese bloodletting.
At the beginning, he just used different hidden weapons to create a wound on a Japanese soldier, and then put the medicine mask of unknown purpose into the wound.
But think about it, it will take some time for the poisoned wound to become red and swollen again, and even if the antidote takes effect, it will take some time, so how can it be effective immediately?
Shang Zhen was placed in the next room by Wang Laomao. Before he applied the antidote to Shang Zhen and didn’t know which one was the antidote, Wang Laomao even reached out to test Shang Zhen’s body temperature. Seeing that Shang Zhen’s forehead was hot, he was just sleeping soundly. How is he not worried?
Ye Chang was afraid that there would be too many dreams, but Old Mao Wang had no choice but to pierce several wounds when he attacked the Japanese army, and then applied the medicines he got to the wounds one by one.
If there are many wounds, then the test drug will be quicker, Wang Laomao thinks his idea is reasonable.
But after the medicine was applied, he found that his way of doing it was blind. How could he know which of the medicine masks on those Japanese ninjas was the poison and which was the antidote? There were all kinds of medicines. The two Japanese soldiers felt as if they were being shocked by electric shock, but they couldn’t move.
Who can withstand his tossing like this? That is, the Japanese devils are livestock but can survive for a while?
In the end, I don’t know which medicine worked, and the two Japanese soldiers passed out after all.
The ideal is very happy, but the reality is very skinny. How could Wang Laomao and their veterans think that such a situation would appear? They didn’t expect that the guns and ammunition on the Japanese soldiers were limited, but everyone had the small bottle of medicine!
Old Mao Wang also asked the soldiers to try to apply a medicine that he thought was effective on Shang Zhen, but Shang Zhen didn’t respond at all!
At this time, Wang Laomao and the others realized that the trick they had originally thought of to save Shang Zhen might not work, so he thought of Li Qingfeng, a little Taoist priest who used to wander in the countryside, to see if he could help him. What a good way.
“Little Taoist priest, go and see Shang Zhen and see if you have any tricks.” Old Mao Wang said to Li Qingfeng.
Qingfeng Li agreed with an “oh”, what else could he say.
Qingfeng Li really knew a little about poison and antidote, but even if he knew that it was only Chinese poison or antidote, how could he know what kind of poison the Japanese used?
What’s more, China is an agricultural society nowadays and all the traditional medicines are used, while the poisons used in Japan, which has entered industrialization, should be the product of modern science and Western medicine. As for what the poison is, how could it be him, a little country Taoist priest? As far as I can understand.
Li Qingfeng walked to the door of the back room.
There was also a small window on the west wall of the room there, and the window was still open, allowing the warm sunset to pour into the room, but it was shining on Shang Zhen’s face lying sideways on a small kang.
At this time, Shang Zhen’s shirt had been taken off by the veterans, revealing the bruises on his back. No one knew how Shang Zhen made himself look like this after he separated from them this time.
However, the scratches were not deep, although the scabs had not yet scabbed, but the bleeding had already stopped, but Shang Zhen’s right shoulder was a little red and swollen, which was the place where the hidden weapon thrown by the Japanese army was shot.
The room was not big, and there were six or seven veterans crowded in. They were sitting or squatting, but they all had sad faces.
Seeing Li Qingfeng coming in, Ma Erhu hurriedly pushed the other veterans to the side. At this moment, Li Qingfeng noticed that the veterans who had always been indifferent to life and death were looking at him. There is something called hope.
Li Qingfeng could only bite the bullet and go forward to look at Shang Zhen.
The redness of the setting sun turned Shang Zhen’s face red, making him look better.
This was the first time Li Qingfeng saw Shang Zhen asleep. He hesitated for a moment and wanted to touch Shang Zhen’s forehead to see if it was still hot. But at this moment, he noticed Shang Zhen who was sleeping But he smacked his mouth, and then snored softly again.
Seeing this, Qingfeng Li was suddenly taken aback. Is this what poisoned people look like? Why is it the same as when you are asleep?
“How is our company commander?” Ma Erhuzi’s voice sounded from the side.
It was just this sound that made Li Qingfeng put his hand on Shang Zhen’s forehead.
But just when he also touched Shang Zhen’s forehead and felt Shang Zhen’s forehead was hot, Shang Zhen’s head suddenly moved, and then Shang Zhen, who was lying on his side, turned over and turned around, and then his eyes slowed down. Slowly opened.
“Hey!” “Hey!” “Hey—” Several sounds of surprise sounded at the same time. None of the veterans thought that Shang Zhen would suddenly want to come at this time. They were overjoyed for a while but didn’t know what to say!
“Hey, water, I’m thirsty!” Shang Zhen opened his mouth to speak, although his voice was a little hoarse, but he really spoke!
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