When Zhao Ziming was beheaded, Cheng Shuanzhu once wanted to pull out his gun to save people, but his powerful hands grabbed his arm and looked up and saw that it was Ye Xuefeng.

Ye Xuefeng was wearing casual clothes and a big hat. He shook his head slowly and signaled Shuanzhu not to act rashly. The Japanese set up an ambush to take the bait of the heroes who led the robbery of the law. A large group of troops were even arranged outside the city. Even if a regiment of the Eighth Route Army was brought in, he could do nothing. Not only could he save Zhao Ziming, he would have to take the lives of many comrades.

Cheng Shuanzhu's eyes were so anxious that his eyes were on fire. Ye Xuefeng whispered: "Who will avenge him if you die?"

One sentence wiped out his impulsive flame. Yes, the Japanese were on high alert. Now they rushed up and died together. They hit the enemy's traitors who designed to harm Commander Zhao were about to escape. Shuanzhu let go of the gun handle and his eyes widened. Remember the face of everyone on the stage. He wanted to take revenge and avenge his uncle.

Zhao Ziming's head was put into a basket and hung on a flagpole for public display. The body was thrown into the wild with a straw mat. Several gentlemen in the county proposed to donate coffins to bury people, but Chen Dashen of Chen Guanzhuang disagreed. His father was killed by Zhao Ziming, and the revenge of killing his father was irreconcilable. He said that the wild dogs would eat the bandit's body before he could relieve his hatred.

The people watching the fun scattered and went back to their homes.

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the cold wind blew like a knife. Several puppet soldiers guarding under the flagpole hid in a small house beating in a small house. A puppet army came out to urinate, and looked up and saw that their heads were still there and they were not lost.

But when I looked again the next morning, my head in the basket had changed and turned into Young Master Chen. Someone reported the case that Lao Wang from the barber shop had been killed and his scalp was removed, and his death was very tragic.

For a moment, the county town was in a panic, saying that Zhao Ziming's soul had returned to revenge. Captain Hashimoto did not believe in evil and personally led people to investigate the case, but found nothing.

Back at the garrison, his boss's reward order arrived. For his contribution to hunting and killing anti-Japanese elements, Takaoshi Hashimoto was promoted to military police chief and was granted the power to mobilize the Nantai garrison.

...

At the Eighth Route Army, Ye Wei was lying on the bed in confinement. Suddenly the door opened, but it was not Zhao Ziming who came in, but Ye Xuefeng.

"Where is Ziming, I didn't come with you." Ye Wei looked behind him and felt a little unwilling.

"Zi Ming went to Shanghai to perform a mission and will be back soon." Ye Xuefeng said with a reluctant smile.

"I don't even care about my wife and children when I perform any tasks. It's true that this person is the most heartless." Ye Wei complained, but when he saw the little cradle lying beside him, he felt better, "Good, call uncle."

"The child is so obedient. He looks like Ziming, but his eyes are like you." Ye Xuefeng put a basket of eggs on the table, teased the child, and looked at the watch: "I have a meeting in the afternoon, let's leave first, Doctor Bai, take good care of Xiaoye."

"I'll give you a look." Bai Ling sent Ye Xuefeng out and went to the corridor to ask in a low voice: "How is it."

Ye Xuefeng said: "I have sorted out his relics. Apart from a few pieces of clothes, there is nothing valuable. His family is in Peking, and there are many mountains and rivers that cannot be reported to him. Look at when Xiao Wei's mood can stabilize."

Bai Ling said: "The woman who is in confinement cannot withstand the blow. Suddenly, a bad news comes. I am afraid that the disease will be left behind. Wait."

"That's all." Ye Xuefeng took out a cigarette and wanted to light it. After wiping the match several times, his hands were trembling. When he thought of Ye Wei's orphans and widows' life, his heart was like a knife.

"Zi Ming..." A faint voice came, Ye Xuefeng and Bai Ling turned around and saw Ye Wei standing with her hands pale lips and despair in her eyes, slowly sliding down.

Bai Ling rushed over to support Ye Wei, and Ye Xuefeng explained in vain: "It's okay, Ziming is okay."

"I have heard it. Ziming left us and my mother and I left." Ye Wei was surprisingly calm, and no tears fell, but his eyes were empty, which looked even more worrying.

Bai Ling helped her to the bed: "Xiao Wei, think about it, people cannot be resurrected when they die, and the child is still young, and you all depend on you, you can't fall down."

Ye Wei said: "I can bear it. There are so many such things during the war. I don't have to do it. It's okay, you guys are busy with yours."

The more she did this, the sadder everyone was. Ye Xuefeng said: "Xiao Wei, Ziming's father is my adoptive father. We have been friends for many years. From now on, I will take care of you and my mother."

Ye Wei just nodded lightly: "Thank you, Political Commissar Ye."

She didn't know at this moment that Ye Xuefeng would never marry in the future and just kept this promise.

...

Nantai County is still shrouded in terror. The people who participated in the design of arresting Zhao Ziming died mysteriously one after another, one by one, and one by one was more and more miserable. Even hiding in the deep mansion would be useless.

Major Hashimoto was very troubled, but he had no choice but to do anything. The other party was extremely smart and skilled, like a cunning lone wolf. He set up several ambushes and was seen through by the other party. His every move seemed to be under the control of the other party.

"He is not a wolf, but more like a hunter, and I am his ultimate prey." Major Hashimoto finally understood.

The military police team is located in the courtyard of the old county in Nantai. It is a two-story building built in the 25th year of the Republic of China. After the Japanese army entered, they were redecorated and laid with wooden floors and tatamis, which allows soldiers to feel a little warmth of their hometown in a foreign country.

The telephone line is often cut off by guerrillas, and the connection between Nantai and Beitai depends on the communication soldiers. Major Hashimoto wrote a warrant and pressed the bell on the table, trying to call the orderly soldiers in, but no one responded for a long time.

Hashimoto walked out impatiently and found that his orderly Shou Ono was sitting in the corner with a knife and was cutting something. His expression was extremely focused, as if he had forgotten everything in the world. He was furious and cursed Baga. The orderly Son hurriedly jumped up to salute, hiding one hand behind him.

"Ono-kun, what are you holding in your hand?" Hashimoto Takayoshi frowned and shouted sternly.

The first-class military policeman, Ono Toshihide, took out a woodcut locomotive. It was not completed yet and his skills were quite good. It is said that this guy was a carpenter before joining the army. He was originally assigned to the infantry unit, but later he became a military police for some reason. Hashimoto once asked him, Ono Jun, why did you become a military police? He said that the infantry only has eight yen and eighty yen per month, and the military policeman has one hundred yen per month. Of course, he has to work hard to be a military police. This incorrect attitude made the Major very dissatisfied.

Hashimoto Takayoshi stepped on the locomotive under his feet, trampled hard, and asked with a pale face: "Bastard, do you know the current severe situation? You still have leisure and leisure to make woodcuts."

Shun Ono did not dare to talk back and nodded: "Hayi, Hayi."

The wooden train was trampled into pieces, and Hashimoto Takayoshi was still not satisfied. He slapped Ono Shun four times in the face, making him tilted and still stood up straight: "Hayi."

After getting angry, Hashimoto Takayoshi continued to walk forward, suddenly remembered something, and stopped walking: "Ono, I heard that your wife has been pregnant for a long time."

"Hay, I received a letter from home yesterday and my wife gave birth to a son for me." Ono Toshino's face was filled with happiness.

"So, have you chosen the name?"

"After thinking about it, it's called farming."

Hashimoto Takayoshi understood that the train was prepared by Ono Shun for her newly born son, and she felt a little guilty.

"Send this order to the Kita-Tai Headquarters." Hashimoto handed over the order, and Toshi Ono took it respectfully and went out to ride a motorcycle and left.

Takao Hashimoto returned to the office and took a delicate iron locomotive model from the bookshelf. This was bought by his father, Old Hashimoto when he was the road police captain at the Nanman Railway Corporation. After playing with it, he planned to give this thing to Ono Shun's son.

But Ono Shun never came back this time, and she never saw anyone alive or dead.

Hashimoto Takayoshi personally investigated the scene and finally found the motorcycle that Toshi Ono was riding in the woods on the roadside. The person was probably dead.

Even the safety of the military police was not guaranteed. Major Hashimoto was so angry that he declared martial law in the whole city, searched everywhere, arrested hundreds of people tortured and forced confessions, and did not let go of any clues. Finally, he got a clue. The person who committed the crime repeatedly might be Zhao Ziming's personal guard, the son of a hunter.

Takayoshi Hashimoto is a Chinese expert and knows that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. The other party's Shenlong is not in sight and cannot be captured at all. Moreover, the battle is in a stalemate. He is just a military police officer, not a commander of a field force. He cannot initiate a large-scale consultation, so he can only wait for the opportunity to avenge his shame.

He was waiting, and Cheng Shuanzhu was also waiting, and the young hunter in the Daqing Mountain was calm.

Zhao Ziming's head and body were invited back to his hometown Chengjiazhai by Shuanzhu. It was buried in the place where the two of them practiced martial arts together. After the rats who plotted against him were executed one by one, they also used human heads to pay tribute to Commander Zhao's spirit, but they still owe a human head, which was Hashimoto Takao's head.

Cheng Shuanzhu kept staring at the gendarmerie. A Japanese gendarmerie rode a motorcycle to deliver a letter. He was ambushed and shot and knocked down. He deliberately did not kill him, but only injured one leg.

The guy was short and thin, and had glasses. At first glance, he looked like a teacher, but he had a white background and red letters on his arm. These guys were all devils who killed people without blinking. They must not be deceived by their appearance. Shuanzhu blocked the gendarmerie's mouth and tied them up like a wild boar. He walked dozens of miles of mountain road and carried them back to Commander Zhao's grave. He wanted to sacrifice the living.

The guy was so scared that he shivered, sobbing and muttering something endlessly. Shuan Zhu didn't listen to his longing. He picked up the ghost-headed sword and chopped it down. The Japanese heads rolled around and covered the ground with blood. Shuan Zhu kept peeling off his military uniform with a dagger. When he wanted to get his heart out, he found a chemical clip. When he opened it, he saw a photo inside. The Japanese in casual clothes took a photo with a gentle woman, probably his wife.

Shuanzhu finally did not expose his heart, but placed him in front of Commander Zhao's grave and asked him to apologize and keep him in awe.

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