march to victory

quiet!The silence of astonishment!

No!To be precise, the only one in the playground was Wang Weiqing who was rolling all over the ground and uttered screams, but the people in the audience watched helplessly in amazement.

This horrifying scene lasted less than two seconds, and someone yelled "Good bite!", which instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the people.

"Kill Wang Weiqing!"

"God damn Wang Weiqing, today is the time for you to risk your life for your life."

"Wang Weiqing is not dead, and the people have no way out. Kill him..."

Amid bursts of angry roars, everyone began to squeeze forward.Especially the common people who stood at the front of the stage, I don't know who took the lead, they scrambled to be the first to beat Wang Weiqing to death, while climbing up the stage.

According to Xiang Jiafu's arrangement, or in other words, the normal procedure of the Red Army's past criticism (judgment) meetings: first let the articulate members of the propaganda team speak on stage to arouse everyone's emotions.Then find someone who is courageous and truly wronged to come to the stage to make a complaint, ignite everyone's enthusiasm, and guide the people to launch a criticism meeting.Finally, the worst critics will be punished, especially those evil gentry and tyrants who have murdered people in their hands. The party committee composed of several old party members such as Xiang Jiafu and Zhang Guozhi unanimously decided: Wang Weiqing is not dead, and the public outrage cannot be appeased. Three people were tortured to death.Due to the rush of time, it was too late to change the criticizing meeting into a trial meeting, so they simply criticized Wang Weiqing with a clear purpose.

But Xiang Jiafu never expected that the people of Guitang Town had been suppressed for too long and too hard. Once released, this hysterical anger would be out of control like a volcanic eruption.

"Folks, please believe in our Red Army, the Red Army will make decisions for everyone..."

"Everyone, calm down, you must calm down..."

"Everyone listen to me, don't get excited, go down first, don't go up to the stage..."

The people in front of the stage climbed up the stage, but the Red Army soldiers could barely stop them with the help of height.However, there are steps on both sides of the big platform, and the excited people are rushing forward. It is simply not something that a few Red Army soldiers can persuade and stop.And once these common people rushed to the stage, under the rage, they trampled on it, not to mention in advance, just the dozen or so local tyrants and evil gentry who have not yet criticized them will definitely be beaten to death. At that time, it will be a sensational negative event .

Zhang Qingshan, who was preventing the old mother from rushing towards Wang Weiqing, saw that the situation had become chaotic and the situation was about to turn into an uncontrollable situation, and his decisive side was revealed.

Picking up the spear on his back, he pulled the bolt decisively, and was about to pull the trigger against the sky to achieve a deterrent effect.But was grabbed by Xiang Jiafu: "Don't shoot! Don't shoot!"

"why?"

Xiang Jiafu pointed to the passionate audience, frowning tightly: "Look at the people below, how much sense is there. If you want to shoot at this time, if someone takes advantage of it, it may turn into a riot .”

Zhang Qingshan glanced at the people, and then at the comrades around him, feeling very anxious: Seeing that the situation is uncontrollable, and he can't shoot, it is impossible to maintain it with only this few people, is there no other way?

Suddenly, he saw Wang Weiqing, whose face was ashen from fright, and was rolling back in panic, protected by several comrades in arms.A flash of light flashed in his mind, he ran two steps over, picked up the shivering Wang Weiqing, quickly dragged him to the front of the stage, and kicked Wang Weiqing off the stage.He pointed at Wang Weiqing and yelled: "Wang Weiqing has been kicked off the stage, everyone don't go on stage, go beat him to death!"

In the eyes of the people, only Wang Weiqing was the big enemy. When they saw him being kicked off the stage, they immediately swarmed over and beat and kicked Wang Weiqing while cursing angrily... Wang Weiqing stopped talking after only two screams.

Seeing that the situation has eased, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.It can be seen that the people clearly knew that Wang Weiqing had been beaten to death, but they still swarmed forward and continued to trample on the corpse. Everyone's heart was raised again: the resentment is deep, and if there is no one, they will be completely released. That is to say, if this resentment is killed If it is used—it can be determined [-]% that minions or spies of the Kuomintang reactionaries are definitely hidden among these people.Riots can still be staged, you know, there are still more than a dozen local tyrants and evil gentry on the stage who were scared to death.

At this time, Zhang Qingshan's courage and wisdom were revealed.

He jumped off the stage voluntarily without being instructed by others, yelling "Stop it, Wang Weiqing is dead, there is no point in beating him anymore..." and squeezed towards Wang Weiqing's body.But how could the excited people listen to it, making Wang Weiqing like a lonely boat in the sea, unable to move forward at all.

"boom!"

The sudden sound of gunfire stopped the noise, stopped everyone's movements instantly, and immediately created a small space in the crowded area around Zhang Qingshan.

Taking advantage of the brief moment when everyone was in a daze, Zhang Qingshan quickly yelled: "Folks, Wang Weiqing has been beaten to death, and there is no point in beating him any more. Please calm down..."

The seasoned Xiang Jiafu was overjoyed when he saw Zhang Qingshan calm down the scene, but when he heard Zhang Qingshan's words were a bit long-winded and not sharp enough, he was afraid of being used by others, so he immediately took over the topic by shouting: "Yes! Comrade Zhang Qingshan That’s right. Wang Weiqing is dead, but there are still more than a dozen local tyrants and evil gentry on the stage waiting for everyone’s criticism! Our Red Army is absolutely in charge of everyone, who should be killed, who should be imprisoned, and who should be criticized. However, we ordinary people They are also reasonable people, so we have to criticize these local tyrants and evil gentry one by one. "

His words in themselves lowered the enthusiasm, and the anger in the hearts of the people just got out of their mouths, so many people nodded in agreement: "Yes!"

"Come here! Wrap Wang Weiqing's body in a broken straw mat and bury it in a random grave, so as not to spoil everyone's interest here."

Zhang Qingshan hurriedly took several comrades in arms to carry Wang Weiqing's body out.

"Aoyama, Aoyama!"

As soon as I got to the gate, I heard someone calling me, I turned my head and saw my cousin Zhang Qinggui waving to me, so I had to hand over the handling of Wang Weiqing's body to my comrades, walked over and asked, "Cousin, what's the matter? "

"Qingshan, wasn't that scene a little too much?"

"Cousin, why do you ask such a question?"

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