In my 40s, the trading system took me flying

"What are you dithering about?"

A Japanese soldier pushed Old Lady Xu, displeased with her nagging.

Xu Xiaoya held Old Lady Xu's hand and she didn't dare let go.

If necessary, she would rather take the risk of being exposed and bring her grandmother into the space. At worst, she could hide and escape when no one found her.

This is the worst-case scenario, I hope it doesn't come to that.

Fortunately, it was not as horrible as Xu Xiaoya had imagined. They were taken to a room and found a woman who was still breastfeeding because she needed milk.

Old Mrs. Xu and Xiao Shitou's mother were naturally sent back.

On the way back, Xu Xiaoya was held in the arms of Old Lady Xu and saw many places.

There were patrolling Japanese soldiers everywhere, and there were bunkers built in the distance with people watching from above. There were also hunting dogs around, not to mention the wooden fences all around, making the place extremely well defended.

Xu Xiaoya originally thought that she could go home after escaping from the Japanese invaders' lair, but she never expected that just to be on the safe side, she would end up in such a cage.

Old Mrs. Xu also looked very unhappy, probably regretting it.

However, they were not sent back to the cell to continue staying. Instead, they were taken to a place where everyone was required to pick out grass scraps and dead leaves from the cotton. They were actually required to make military uniforms for the Japanese devils.

"What a piece of shit! Making clothes for them and letting them wear them to beat us ordinary people?"

Old Mrs. Xu kept cursing, while Little Stone's mother next to her pulled her arm.

"Auntie, someone is watching!"

Old Mrs. Xu, who had calmed down, poked Xu Xiaoya.

Xu Xiaoya knew what was going on and gave her a reassuring look.

The children also had to work, but there was too much cotton and the cotton seeds needed to be picked out. Everyone had to keep a distance, so Xu Xiaoya was easier to hide.

No one noticed that a hole had collapsed in the cotton mountain.

Xu Xiaoya collected a lot, but her movements were so small that others could hardly notice. When it was time for dinner, the guards knocked on the basin, as if calling pigs, asking them to come over and eat.

There were no bowls or chopsticks, and each person had only one black-faced steamed bun, so forget about any vegetables.

There is no water either. If you are thirsty, just grab a handful of snow and drink it as water.

No wonder the death rate here is so high. Given the conditions, two steamed buns a day are only the size of Xu Xiaoya's fist. Even children can't be full, let alone adults.

Old Mrs. Xu did not give the steamed bun to Xiao Shitou again. After all, she didn't want to show it too obviously.

After dinner, he continued to work and was busy until evening, when he was sent back to the cell.

Xu's father also came back, but he had become a dish and was holding Xu Xiaoya to beg for food.

Xu Xiaoya knew that he was very hungry, so she fed him a lot of food and gave him some water. Only then did he have the strength to tell them what had happened.

After Xu Xiaoya and Old Lady Xu left the cell, Xu's father and the others were also taken out to work, and they actually started digging holes!

"Those little devils must be up to something. They've dug quite deep. The key is, this isn't even a mining area. What are they digging for?"

Father Xu couldn't figure it out, but Xu Xiaoya knew what was going on. It was naturally to build more laboratories.

The Japanese devils are not human.

"I don't know how to escape. I miss home so much!"

Father Xu looked depressed.

Xu Xiaoya patted her father on the shoulder, wanting to tell him the reality: there was only one way out here, and that was to die.

However, if Mr. Xu knew this, he would probably be scared to death, so it’s better not to tell him.

Compared to Mr. Xu's depression, Mrs. Xu was in much better spirits. After all, she was very capable. In just one day, she became familiar with the people in the cell and also got to know some useful information.

It turned out that a group of people would be sent here every five days, and at the same time a group of people would be taken away. As for where they went, no one knew.

But some people heard the screams and speculated that the people who were pulled out would probably not survive.

"Xiaoya, you must not leave grandma's sight, we must escape!"

There are no human rights here. There is a wooden barrel in every cell, which is a toilet, but few people use it.

They only had to eat so little in a day and still had to work, and even drank dirty snow water. Everyone was pale and thin, and very weak.

Fortunately, it was winter, so the smell in the cell was not very bad.

Xu Xiaoya couldn't do much. The only people she could protect were her grandmother and Father Xu, so she stayed in Old Lady Xu's arms and didn't even dare to look at Xiao Shitou's eyes as he wanted to play with her.

When you have feelings, you will blame yourself.

For three consecutive days, the condition of Old Mrs. Xu and Mr. Xu was visibly bad. They were very anxious. If they had not been waiting for the car a day later, they would have thought of a way to escape long ago.

During these three days, Xu Xiaoya witnessed what it meant to disregard human life and what it meant to be treated worse than dogs.

Anyone who caused trouble was hung up and tortured to death, and then fed to big wolfhounds.

If someone disagreed to sleep with the Japanese, they would be stripped naked and raped in public.

A crying child was directly pierced and hung on a tree branch to feed the vultures.

……

This is nothing but hell on earth.

Xu Xiaoya hated herself for having the golden finger but being unable to save people, and instead became an incompetent spectator.

No one was not angry, but they had been tortured by hunger and cold and had no strength left, and could only watch one tragedy after another.

"Kill them!"

Old Mrs. Xu had an outburst every day, but was held down by the people around her. It wasn't because they didn't want to kill the Japanese devils, but it was useless and they lost their lives in vain.

It's not that they didn't take action. Everyone was quietly collecting information, and they gathered together at night to try to find ways to avenge their compatriots.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Japanese devils actually chose to celebrate.

I don’t know if he had a change of heart or wanted to show some mercy, but he didn’t kill anyone and instead gave each person an extra steamed bun.

Old Mrs. Xu held the steamed bun with a gloomy look in her eyes.

"Grandma, I have a gun!"

Xu Xiaoya was really afraid that Old Lady Xu would go crazy, so she thought that if she was exposed, she would be exposed. She couldn't just stand by and watch the Japanese soldiers killing people.

Old Lady Xu shook her head: "No, the people here don't know how to use it, and it will expose you. Let's talk about it in the middle of the night!"

In the middle of the night, the moon was particularly round, and the light blue moonlight illuminated the ground. The Japanese soldiers were tired from celebrating, and everyone except those on patrol went to sleep.

At this moment, everyone in the cell opened their eyes, and a thin child crawled out of the cell and soon came back with a bunch of keys.

After the first cell was opened, people in other cells spontaneously helped to open the other cells.

Xu Xiaoya was carried on the back of her father Xu, with Old Lady Xu beside her. The three of them huddled together and followed the silent crowd out.

When we got outside, someone had already started taking action.

The patrolmen probably didn't expect anyone to resist, so they weren't very vigilant.

The people who rushed over broke their necks at the same time.

As for the large searchlight on the blockhouse, it had limitations, and some people took cover.

Just as he was about to run out, he heard a burst of dog barking.

"Xiao Ya, it's now!" Old Mrs. Xu held Xu Xiaoya's hand tightly and reminded her with a serious face.