mesbooks Chapter 107 Storytelling
Chapter 107 Storytelling
Kang Huaifu was secretly amazed in his heart. He felt that the King of Hell was simply a genius with extraordinary talent!
He really couldn't figure out how many amazing ideas and brilliant creativity were hidden in the King of Hell's mind.
Especially the idea of convening a grievance meeting proposed today made Kang Huaifu keenly aware that this would undoubtedly become an excellent opportunity for those captured soldiers to completely change their fate and make a new start!
Just as the King of Hell said, if the minds of these captured soldiers can be truly transformed, they will be no different from the fighters of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces, and will show unimaginable strength and amazing combat effectiveness in battle!
The impact of this change should not be underestimated, and it may become one of the key factors in determining the outcome of the war.
Maybe what the King of Hell said, that it is possible to gather a team of thousands of people, thinking of this, Kang Huaifu couldn't help but be full of expectations for the future, and at the same time he was full of confidence in the upcoming work.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the soldiers had formed a circle on the threshing ground at the entrance of the village. Inside the circle, Kang Huaifu spoke,
"Today, we are holding a storytelling session. Every soldier will tell his or her own story. As your regiment leader, I will speak first!
Let me tell you about my story of joining the Anti-Japanese United Army! In the year of September 20, I was years old and a railway worker on the Beijing-Fengtian Railway. My home was in a small village not far from Fengtian!
That day, an incident happened in Fengtian City. The Japanese invaders entered the city. We ordinary people didn't care. We thought, what is this? A change of dynasty? What does it have to do with me?
One day, my mother and my sister went to the city to buy things in a donkey cart as usual. They met a Japanese sentry at the city gate! The sentry said something, but my mother didn't understand and rushed into the city!
Who knew that the Japanese soldier would come up and stab my mother with a bayonet!" Kang Huaifu's voice choked with sobs and tears welled up in his eyes!
"There's a big cut on my stomach, blood is pouring out..." Kang Huaifu bit his lip and could hardly speak! He cried for a long time before continuing!
"And my sister, a 15-year-old girl with big eyes and a chatterbox every day. When I went home, she would often follow me and ask for food. What a lovely child, but she was snatched away by the Japanese soldiers!
My father sold almost all the valuable things in the house and asked someone to redeem my sister. When she came back, she didn't recognize me. I bought her favorite apple that day and put it in front of her, but my sister just looked at me with empty eyes and smiled foolishly! "
There was a burst of crying from the soldiers all around.
Kang Huaifu yelled,
"This is my story, and the reason why I joined the Volunteer Army! I would rather die than be a slave to my country!"
"I would rather die than be a slave of a conquered country!" Many soldiers shouted excitedly!
The Northeast Volunteer Army was an anti-Japanese armed force spontaneously formed by some former members of the Northeast Army and patriotic people after the September 1933th Incident in , in the early days of the fall of Northeast China. The Anti-Japanese United Army was gradually formed in the later period starting in !
After Kang Huaifu's story ended, the entire venue fell into silence, but then one soldier after another stepped forward, with anger and grief flashing in their eyes, and telling the heinous stories that they had personally experienced in trembling voices.
Each story was so shocking that it made the people present feel heartbroken. Sadness surged in their hearts like a tide, and many people could not control their emotions and burst into tears. Some soldiers cried so hard that their bodies were about to collapse; some even fainted from excessive grief.
Kang Huaifu was delighted to see these touching scenes. He thought to himself, "This method is much more effective than a simple political class! By listening to these real events, everyone has a deeper understanding of the Japanese atrocities and is more determined to fight to the end."
Yin Xinjun led two sheep and came to Kang Huaifu's side. The soldiers were listening to stories in the threshing ground, and some civilians also went over to watch the fun!
Yin Xinjun came to the kitchen, tied up the sheep, and since there was no one around, he put a few bags of rice in the kitchen!
He also came to the threshing floor with great interest.
At this time, a soldier ran to the middle and said,
"You have already said it, so I have something to say as well. My name is Zhang Weixiang, and I am a soldier in the first company.
Our Captain Ma Shun tells me every day that officers and soldiers of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces are equal and share the same kitchen. I have seen that this is indeed the case here. I want to tell you about something that happened in the Manchurian Army.
In that unit, officers often beat and scolded soldiers, corporal punishment was common, and the worst was killing. Last time, a comrade from our squad went out at night without asking for leave, and when he came back, he was hung up and beaten by the platoon leader, and was eventually beaten to death!"
Zhang Weixiang wiped his tears while speaking, and then pointed his finger angrily.
"But this platoon leader is still in the team and is still bullying me. Last night before going to bed, he asked me to get him some water to wash his feet. The water I got was a little hot, and he actually slapped me in the face!"
With a roar, everyone started to argue, and Zhang Weixiang's words resonated with everyone!
Kang Huaifu shouted angrily,
"Who did it? Come out!"
A man who looked like an officer stood up, his legs trembling.
Kang Huaifu waved his hand.
"Press it down! Wait for processing!"
Kang Huaifu was happy. He was originally thinking about how to mobilize everyone to enter the reporting stage, but now someone gave him a pillow when he was about to fall asleep!
With Zhang Weixiang's start, more soldiers stood up and complained about the bullying and oppression they had suffered while in the puppet army. A total of seven former officers were reported!
Seeing that it was getting late and the sky was gradually getting dark, Kang Huaifu cleared his throat and said,
"Comrades, we are the people's team. Our goals are to fight the devils and to eliminate the class that oppresses the working people! In the future, if you encounter any problems, you can discuss them together frequently!"
Please remember, no one is born to be a slave, all beings are equal, this is our goal, to drive the devils out of China, to fight for the interests of the people! "
Amid the warm applause, there was a hint of joy and brilliance in the eyes of many soldiers. Today's storytelling session was very successful!
After the meeting, Kang Huaifu saw Yin Xinjun still clapping and hurried over.
"Yan Wang, these two moves of yours really work, haha!"
Yin Xinjun joked,
"You learn very quickly, not bad, not bad. I just heard it, and the effect is very good. From now on, whenever you capture police officers or puppet soldiers, do this, and our team will have more and more people!"
Kang Huaifu put his arm around Yin Xinjun's shoulders.
"Come on, let's have a drink tonight!"
Yin Xinjun also happened to have something to discuss with him, and the two walked side by side towards the regiment headquarters.
When I passed by the kitchen, I saw several soldiers from the kitchen squad excitedly slaughtering sheep!
Kang Huaifu was surprised.
"King of Hell, you also sent the sheep?"
"Bought it to give the soldiers some extra food!"
After entering the house and getting on the kang, the two began to smoke. Kang Huaifu said,
"Today, we mobilized the soldiers to report and arrested seven bad guys who oppressed the people and drank the blood of the soldiers. What do you think we should do with them?"
Yin Xinjun said without hesitation,
"Of course, we should kill one to warn the rest. These people are used to enjoying themselves and their stance is not firm. If they stay in the army, they will be trouble sooner or later. There is also the possibility of rebellion!"
Kang Huaifu nodded.
"Well, your words have strengthened my confidence. Kill!"
"Haha, if you are not ruthless, you can't stand firm. If we want to gain a foothold in the Japanese territory, we must be ruthless. Of course, this is for the enemy!"
As Yin Xinjun spoke, he took out a map of Binjiang Province.
"We have to move. It's not safe to stay in one place all the time!"
Kang Huaifu also came over, looked at the map and asked,
"where are we going?"
Yin Xinjun watched his fingers dangling around Yilan, smiled, and said,
"Do you want to go find the old troop?"
Kang Huaifu nodded embarrassedly, but soon said,
"I wonder where Sai Mulan is?"
Yin Xinjun pointed to the north.
"If they come down from the back mountain, they should be in Suihua. Let's go north towards Suihua and see if we can run into them!"
What Yin Xinjun is most concerned about now is Sai Mulan. As long as he finds Sai Mulan, he doesn’t care where she goes next!