Traveling through 1937, I came to fight against the Kwantung Army

Black Wind Ridge, back mountain, morning training completed,

This time, Yin Xinjun chose to go down the mountain from the back. From the map, he learned that after going down the mountain, he would be in Suihua County!

The key is that there is no road, you can only explore the way by yourself!

The Northeast countryside in summer is like a colorful painting. In the azure sky, white clouds float, as if they are light as a cloud. The sun shines through the gaps in the clouds, casting golden spots.

Looking around, the fields of red sorghum are as warm as fire, the heavy sorghum ears are swaying in the wind, and a pastoral scenery "covered in the glow of the sunset" is in full view.

Suihua County, Taomu Town, Fujiadian Village,

There were several carriages parked at the entrance of the village.

Next to the carriage stood several policemen in black uniforms and a fat, big-eared man.

A long line of people with sad faces lined up at the entrance of the village, carrying bags of food on their backs, and sighing all the time!

The fat man had a white towel draped over his shoulders, and was holding a pen and a notebook in his hands, shouting from time to time,

"Fellow villagers, everyone already knows the rules for shipping grain set by the government. Today, when you come to our village, every household must ship grain. Now I will read out the rules based on the population and land of each household. Those who are called must weigh the grain and load it onto the carriage! Everyone, hurry up!"

"Shipping of grain" was an extremely heavy burden on farmers during the puppet Manchukuo period. All the agricultural products needed by the Japanese and puppet regimes were plundered at extremely low official prices in an extremely brutal manner.

The implementation of this policy was entirely based on the principle of "taking as much as needed", showing obvious predatory nature, and farmers even paid the price of their lives to complete the task. The "grain shipment" system brought great disasters to farmers in Northeast China.

This fat man is the landlord of the village and the village chief Fu Zhenghai. He shook his head and read from the notebook,

"Cheng Xiyao, 150 jin! Liu Xiaoguo, 120 jin!......!"

Following the man's shout, the villagers lowered their heads, weighed the grain they were carrying, and loaded it onto the carriage!

Several policemen squatted under the shade of the tree, cigarettes dangling from their mouths, watching all this indifferently. They were from the town's police station.

This month, their most important task is to collect the military rations needed by the Kwantung Army!

A policeman stood up and walked to Fu Zhenghai.

"Hey, Village Chief Fu, thank you for your hard work. We'll be leaving soon after you're done!"

Fu Zhenghai flipped through the book and said curiously,

"Wait, there's still one person who hasn't come yet. I'll go check it out!"

The police were a little surprised. "There are still people so bold? They are dragging their feet and not paying the grain? Let's go, brothers, and take a look!"

With a shout, three policemen came running over with rifles on their backs.

Several people walked towards the village together.

"Captain Zhang, the man who doesn't pay the taxes is called Ding Shan. He has an old father at home who is a frail man. He costs a lot of money every year! He is now over 20 years old and still hasn't married. I guess he is in great difficulty!" Fu Zhenghai also explained.

"Difficult? If he refuses to pay his debts despite all the difficulties, how can we explain this to Taijun? Village Chief Fu, please don't sympathize with him!"

A policeman with a fierce face glared and said viciously.

He is the town’s police chief, Zhang Zhen!

When they reached the door of Ding Shan's house, it suddenly opened and a thin young man rushed out in a hurry.

"Ding Shan, where are you going?" Fu Zhenghai asked.

"I'll go get some medicine for Dad!"

Ding Shan was extremely anxious and pushed Fu Zhenghai aside, ready to run forward.

Zhang Zhen grabbed Ding Shan's slender arm and said impatiently,

"Go back and hand over the rations before you leave!"

Two policemen rushed forward, pushing and shoving Ding Shan into the house.

"I don't have any extra food at home! Masters, please be merciful!" Ding Shan was about to cry!

Zhang Zhen went up and kicked Ding Shan to the ground.

"The Queen said that if you don't hand over the grain, you can hand over human skins!"

Ding Shan collapsed. He made up his mind and said,

"You are going to force us to death. We have no food, but we have our lives. Take them!"

"Okay, kid, you said it! Beat him! Beat him to death!" Zhang Zhen roared.

Two policemen rushed over and started beating and kicking him.

The door to the inner room opened, and an old man with white hair and beard came out tremblingly, holding on to the wall.

His face was pale, without a trace of blood.

The old man knelt on the ground.

"Sir, please stop hitting me. I am going to die soon. You can only take my life!"

Ding Shan lay on the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He roared angrily.

"Dad, don't do this. If you want to die, I'll die!"

Zhang Zhen took a deep breath.

"Okay, you all want to die, right? Today I will fulfill your wish!" After saying that, he kicked the old man hard and knocked him over!

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the door.

A man in a blue gown walked in.

"I'm just passing by. Can I come in and ask for a drink of water?"

Zhang Zhen, who was getting irritated, immediately started cursing.

"Where did you come from, you bastard? Get out of here!"

When the man saw this scene, he turned his wrist and, like a magic trick, a box gun appeared in his hand.

Two shots,

No one has reacted yet.

There were two bloody holes on Zhang Zhen's big head. He widened his eyes and fell down slowly in disbelief.

In a flash, several more shots were fired, and all the policemen in the room fell to the ground.

Yin Xinjun put away the box gun and searched several policemen carefully, taking away their weapons, ammunition and personal belongings!

"I hate these traitors who oppress the common people the most!" Yin Xinjun turned around and

"Yes, yes, yes! What the hero said is right!" Fu Zhenghai kept wiping the sweat from his head with a towel!

Ding Shan helped his father up and put him on the bed.

Yin Xinjun looked at the fat and big-eared Fu Zhenghai and asked with a frown,

"you are?"

"My name is Fu Zhenghai, and I am the village chief."

Fu Zhenghai told the whole story again.

Yin Xinjun listened and nodded. When he passed by the village just now, he hid in the sorghum field at the entrance of the village and roughly understood some of the situation!

Seeing the police enter the house, he followed quietly!

"Have you ever done anything to let the people down?"

"My dear, I only pass on information, and I have never done anything to oppress the people!"

Suddenly, bursts of crying came from the inner room.

Yin Xinjun approached and saw Ding Shan hugging his father and crying loudly.

It turned out that Ding Shan’s old father was already dying due to a long-term illness, and he was kicked just now and could no longer hold on, so he passed away!

He patted Ding Shan on the back and sighed.

"Don't be sad, this is all caused by the Japanese!"

Ding Shan suddenly turned around, with tears on his face, and knelt in front of Yin Xinjun.

"Your Majesty, I am so grateful for saving me today. I am Ding Shan, a man without any relatives. From now on, I am willing to serve you and follow you to kill the Japanese devils. I hope you will take me in!"

Yin Xinjun looked at the anger in Ding Shan's eyes and nodded.

"Okay! Let's bury the old man first!"

In the cemetery,

Ding Shan hastily buried his father, kowtowed three times, and left with Yin Xinjun!