Anti-Japanese War, weapons designer at Fengtian Arsenal

Hong Lixuan turned around and was about to go out to complete the task when Ono Chixiao stopped him.

"Mr. Hong, go and execute the bandits you caught."

Hong Lixuan was stunned for a moment.

"Taijun, didn't you say before that we should respect local customs and execute them in the autumn? Why are you still..."

Ono Chitaka looked at him straight, and the cruelty in her eyes made him dare not say the rest of the words. He immediately threw on his clothes and went out.

Hong Lixuan left the headquarters and returned to the troops to begin deploying defenses. Along the way, he discovered that the city's pioneering group was gathering towards the warehouse.

The warehouse in Shuangshan City is very large. Cotton and soybeans grown within a radius of nearly 100 miles will be sent here. The cotton will be packaged and sent to various provinces, and the soybeans will be pressed on the spot and sold to the Russians.

Soybean oil is an international hard currency and is very popular all over the world. At that time, the army in Northeast China was one of the strongest armies in the country, and one of the important factors was the sale of soybean oil.

Soybean oil is closely related to the military, so the warehouses in Shuangshan County are built very large and well-built. They are all reinforced concrete buildings, and are arranged in neat rows.

Hong Lixuan saw the women and children of the Japanese pioneer group running towards the warehouse area with panicked expressions, and even his stupid mind realized that something was wrong.

But this guy is actually a fool. He noticed something was wrong but didn't pay much attention to it. At this moment, all he could think about was Major Ono's promise of promotion and wealth.

After Hong Lixuan completed the deployment of his troops, it was already dawn. He led a team of people to the death row and brought out about 20 people.

These people, handcuffed and shackled and wearing ragged clothes, were a spontaneously organized resistance force. They were composed of a group of former Northeast Army soldiers, bandits, and hundreds of local people whose families were destroyed by the Japanese invaders. They formed a guerrilla force of more than 500 people.

The guerrillas' main activity area was near Shuangshan City. They constantly harassed the Japanese pioneer groups and attacked small outposts, causing considerable trouble to the Japanese colonial activities.

It’s a pity that as the weather grew colder, the guerrillas also came to an end. The Japanese only dispatched a squadron of troops, and wiped out the entire team and captured the 20 or so people.

After Hong Lixuan pulled out these 20 people, he took them directly to the execution ground behind the death row and intended to shoot them all.

When the 20 people saw this, they knew they were going to be killed and immediately started cursing.

"You bastard Hong Lixuan, you traitor, you must die a miserable death! I'm waiting for you downstairs!"

"Hong Lixuan, you will not have a good ending. You are a sinner who betrayed the nation. I wonder how you will face your ancestors after you die!"

"Hong Lixuan, you are not a man, you don't follow the rules!"

Hong Lixuan turned a deaf ear to the insults from others, but if someone accused him of being unruly, he would have something to say about it.

He pointed at the man who said he didn't follow the rules and cursed: "Where am I not following the rules? What the hell do you mean? Come on, tell me the truth. If you can't give me a clear answer, I'll make you live a life worse than death!"

The man cursed angrily, "Hong Lixuan, you son of a bitch! How can you kill people in the dark? You don't even let the sun shine on you and you come here to kill people. Isn't that immoral? You should at least wait until the afternoon and let the gentlemen die in front of the sun! Do you know how to kill people? Do you know the rules?"

Seeing this, the others started arguing again.

"Hong Lixuan is not a man, he can't even kill a person!"

"Everyone, come and have a look! The damn Hong Lixuan wants to kill someone in the dark! What a wicked thing to do!"

"Hong Lixuan! If you kill me now, I will definitely turn into a ghost and follow you. Just wait, we will follow you to death!"

Hong Lixuan instantly broke out in a sweat. Indeed, how could the dark Magu drag people out and behead them? They must kill people at noon when the sun is shining brightly, so that the person will not turn into a ghost.

Hong Lixuan glanced at the slowly brightening sky. It would not be long before the sun rose high. He waved his hand and said, "Alright, stop yelling. My ears and eyes are hurting from all the yelling. I will let you die before you see the sun."

All 20 people breathed a sigh of relief. Even though they were heroes who fought against the Japanese, they were afraid of death and wanted to see more of the beautiful world.

Hong Lixuan asked them to stay where they were and wait for dawn, while he himself ran to the guard booth not far away and sat by the fire.

He said to a soldier, "Go to the mutton shop at the corner of Zhayou Street and buy me a whole bowl of mutton noodles and two steamed buns."

The soldier asked: "Captain, this money..."

Hong Lixuan glared at him.

"Credit!"

The soldier let out a sigh and ran out. A few minutes later he came back with a big bowl. The bowl contained mutton soup and sliced ​​noodles. Hong Lixuan immediately slurped the noodles and occasionally used steamed buns to eat the mutton soup. The soldier drooled at the sight.

The 20 or so people outside who were preparing to die were enjoying their last moments. They kept laughing and crying, and sharing embarrassing stories that they didn't want to tell others. If they didn't bring these things out to have fun with their brothers, they would have to take them into the coffin.

A big man with a stubble on his face boasted, "Let me tell you, when I was a kid, there was a widow living next door to my house. I would go and kick the widow's door every night. Every time I kicked the widow's door, she would start swearing at me. You could hear the sound even if you stood at the entrance of the village.

Later, the young widow figured out the pattern of my kicking the door. She deliberately stayed up at night and waited for me behind the door. Whenever I kicked the door, she would open it directly, grab my feet and pull me into the room.

She closed the door, pushed me to the ground, and started to tear off my clothes. I was very scared, and she also pulled my pants, and then... um? What's that smell?"

Everyone was listening with such aroused interest that they even forgot the fear of being beheaded. They were just about to know what he did with the young widow later when the big man stopped.

Everyone started cursing and asked him to continue, but the big man told everyone to shut up.

He sniffed and yelled, "Mutton noodles!"

When he shouted, everyone smelled carefully and found that it was indeed the aroma of mutton noodles.

They all looked towards the guard booth. Although the door was closed and they could not see the details, the aroma and the sizzling sound of noodles coming from inside the door made everyone think of the scene of eating mutton noodles.

They all swallowed their saliva, and someone said, "If I can have a bowl of mutton noodles before I die, my life will be worth it."

The big man's mind moved, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly started cursing.

"Hong Lixuan, you bastard, get out here! Do you know the rules?"

With a bang, the door of the guard room was kicked open, and Hong Lixuan rushed out angrily, with a noodle hanging in his mouth. He cursed before he could swallow it: "Chen Erhu! If you want to die, just say so. I'll kill you right now! What the hell, don't I know the rules?"

The bearded man named Chen Erhu cursed back, "How can you be so f*cking polite! You don't even know that those who are about to be beheaded have to eat a last meal! We are all hungry now, and you are eating mutton noodles there. Do you want us to die with an empty stomach and become starving ghosts?"

There was a flash of confusion in Hong Lixuan's eyes.

"A few beheaded men, and I still have to provide you with food and drink?"

The others also figured it out and immediately agreed.

"Hong Lixuan is such a bastard that he doesn't follow the rules. He kills people but doesn't give them a last minute meal!"

"Damn Hong Lixuan is so wicked that he even deducts the beheading meal!"

Hong Lixuan suddenly became anxious and pointed at the man.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't f*cking talk nonsense! I didn't withhold your last meal!"

Chen Erhu cursed again: "You are such a wicked thing, you are not a gentleman at all. You even refuse to give birth to a son, you bastard, you have no asshole!"

Hong Lixuan became angry and embarrassed.

"I said I didn't deduct any fees, and that's it!"

Chen Erhu said, "Then hurry up and serve our last meal. We don't want any delicacies. Just eat the mutton noodles and give each of us a bowl."

"Yes! One for each person!"

"Captain Hong wouldn't be so stingy, would he? We are heroes who fought for our country. Now that we are about to be beheaded, our only wish is to have enough food before we go on the road. Captain Hong wouldn't be so petty, would he?"

Hong Lixuan, the traitor leader, was speechless after being talked down by everyone. Then, outrageously, he actually sent someone to buy 20 bowls of noodles, intending to let the people eat their fill before setting off. Perhaps this traitor actually thought that these people were heroes.

The noodles were bought and there was just enough for each death row prisoner to get a bowl. They looked at the noodles in their hands with a complicated look. It was their last meal before execution. They never thought that they would get to eat this meal before execution in this lifetime.

Chen Erhu sniffed the fragrance and said, "Eat it. What are you doing? Just eat it. After you finish eating, we can go on our way. In the next life, we can still be brothers and fight the devils again!"

Everyone responded and started eating noodles. Many people cried while eating. The noodles mixed with tears were particularly sad to eat.

It’s just a pity that even if this was the last bowl of noodles in their life, they couldn’t eat it comfortably.

A group of Japanese soldiers rushed into the execution ground. The leading Japanese captain saw that the guerrillas who were supposed to be executed were still alive and eating noodles. He was immediately furious and pointed at Hong Lixuan's nose and cursed: "Baga! What are you doing? Major Ono told you to shoot these people, why are they still alive!"

Hong Lixuan hurried forward to explain: "Don't worry, Madam! We have rules for beheading. We have to let the condemned have their last meal, otherwise they will become starving ghosts and come back to find you."

The Japanese captain looked at Hong Lixuan like an idiot, and suddenly slapped him twice.

"Baga! What bullshit are you talking about! Get rid of him quickly!"

Hong Lixuan was slapped in the face and didn't dare to disobey. He quickly replied: "I will deal with them immediately!"

Hong Lixuan did not dare to disobey the Japanese captain again, and quickly ordered his men to drag the death row prisoners to the corner of the wall and line them up, and then he ordered the soldiers to raise their guns and aim.

However, Hong Lixuan did not order to open fire immediately, because the people on the opposite side were still slurping noodles. It would be so disgusting if they didn't finish this last meal.

He whispered to the condemned prisoner, "Hurry up, eat faster."

The prisoner on death row also quickened his eating speed as he said.

Hong Lixuan's little trick was seen by the Japanese captain. He frowned deeply and became more and more dissatisfied with this traitor who was hypocritical.

"preparation……"

Seeing that the Japanese captain was about to scold him again, Hong Lixuan quickly raised his hand. The soldiers pulled the bolt and loaded the bullet. The death row prisoners sped up their retreat, but it was obvious that they had not finished their chatter.

"Second preparation..."

Several shooters twisted their buttocks uncomfortably. They had been executed so many times, but this was the first time they heard of there being a second preparation for this stage.

At this time, the death row prisoners had finished their noodles and were drinking the soup. The Japanese captain's patience was exhausted. He pulled his pistol out of the holster and looked at Hong Lixuan coldly.

Hong Lixuan thought to himself, drink quickly, I can buy you so much time, don’t come looking for me if you turn into a ghost.

Fortunately, at this time the death row prisoners drank up the soup in their bowls, put the bowls on the ground, and breathed a sigh of comfort.

Hong Lixuan also breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that if he didn't give the order to shoot, the Japanese captain would probably shoot him. He raised his hand high and prepared to swing it down.

"Spare his life!"

Suddenly, someone shouted this sentence, and the executioners moved their guns away and turned around to see what was going on.

The Japanese captain's patience was exhausted. He was about to aim his pistol at Hong Lixuan and shoot him to death, when he suddenly realized that it was not him who said to spare his life. But who said that?

The Japanese captain would not know, because a series of dense gunshots suddenly rang out from the wall of the execution ground, and a large number of bullets killed both the Japanese soldiers and the executioners.