Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated

Chapter 93 Public Trial!

After killing their own battalion commander and his henchmen, the traitors have only one thing in mind at this time, that is, let the birds fly.

In their field of vision, the Eighth Route Army is blocking the south. Although the road is not long, it is absolutely impossible to pass.

The north side looks calm, and it seems that no enemy has discovered that there is still an exit.So all the second devils who were still alive rushed to the north in a swarm,

Seeing that the enemy's departure mission had been completed, Zhao Gang first stared at the chaotic central main road for a while, fearing that puppet troops who fished in troubled waters would approach the stables.

After confirming that there was no problem, he quickly walked down from the commanding heights and shouted to the soldiers in the temporary defensive position:

"Everyone cleans the battlefield, ignore the horses and the weapons discarded by the enemy, and check to see if there are any injured comrades in arms."

Since the enemy did not use heavy firepower, even the grenade was not thrown.Therefore, among the soldiers led by Zhao Gang, there were only five lightly wounded, and they only needed to be raised for a few days before returning to the team.

Looking at the lifeless Wanjia Town, Zhao Gang frowned. He decided to do one more thing before leaving.

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The puppet soldiers were very excited when they saw the Zhenbei Exit in front of them. The Eighth Route Army they encountered just now was really cruel.

Not only are there so many people with fierce firepower, but there is actually a sharpshooter who can't miss a shot. Who can resist this!

The unorganized wastes have now broken up and poured out from the northern exit like a cloud of loose sand. They have never thought about what to do if the Eighth Route Army is ambushing here.

Since the battle took place in the early hours of the morning, these puppet troops were not fully armed when they attacked from the barracks.

Now he is running away in a panic, and even having a rifle in his hand can be regarded as having a high force value.

After Zhang Dabiao heard that the gunfire in the town had stopped, he ordered his comrades to be ready to fight at any time, and when he saw the mess of the enemy, he immediately ordered to shoot.

Although he is now convinced of Zhao Gang, the political commissar, there is one thing he can't figure out.

It's fine to kill these traitors. There is no need to keep prisoners. After taking them back, these two devils will waste the few food reserves in the regiment.

But since it was the order of the political commissar, he, the battalion commander, had to obey, but it would definitely be fine to kill a few more before the enemy surrendered.

"Hit me! Hit me hard!"

Da da da, da, da da.
The soldiers of the two companies opened fire immediately, and the firepower network formed by light machine guns and rifles abruptly interrupted the escape momentum of the puppet soldiers.

The two devils in the front wanted to retreat to the town to find a bunker, while the second devils in the back wanted to escape from Wanjia Town. This made the two groups of people with different ideas crowded and shoved each other, and even a stampede occurred.

Ferocity and reasonable distribution of firepower, like cutting wheat, killed dozens of dog traitors on the spot.

The puppet army in Wanjia Town didn't have many people in the first place, and the previous security team was improvised by local hooligans.

After the surrendered devils became a puppet army, although they absorbed some trash, there were only more than 300 people in total.

Less than 100 people died in the battle with Zhao Gang and the others. Now that they have been ambushed and stampede, there are only 80 people left who can move.

Only then did they understand what had happened, and began to regret why they were so stupid, how could there be no Eighth Route Army waiting here at such an obvious ambush site.

But it was too late to say anything, these wastes who betrayed their ancestors and begged for glory had no ability to resist, so they had to kneel on the ground obediently and surrender.

All kinds of weapons were scattered all over the place, like explosive equipment.

Seeing this, Zhang Dabiao led the soldiers out, looking at these bony bastards, he spat in dissatisfaction.

"Where is your battalion commander, let him get out and see Lao Tzu."

A group of puppet soldiers squatted on the ground trembling with their heads in their hands. They are suffering now and cannot tell.Where is there any battalion commander, he was beaten to death by his own people long ago.

Seeing this situation, the experienced Zhang Dabiao immediately knew that the so-called battalion commander was dead, so he added:

"If the battalion commander is dead, the company commander will come out! If the company commander is dead, the platoon leader will come out! Let me tell you, if you don't cooperate, you will die!"

As if to echo what their battalion commander said, the soldiers pulled the bolts of their weapons one after another, and the atmosphere became chilling.

The puppet soldiers were terrified to death. At this time, the characteristic of "dead friends and poor Taoists" was immediately awakened, and one after another cadres were pushed out by their own people.

Several soldiers with guns stepped forward immediately, took the puppet soldiers out of the crowd, and ordered them to organize their men.

Next, Zhang Dabiao sent out two platoons of soldiers to clean up the battlefield and seize them, while he himself led the rest of the soldiers to escort the prisoners to meet Zhao Gang.

It took a total of 15 minutes from the beginning of the battle to the present, and the battle in Wanjia Town was completely over.

Soon, the two sides met.Seeing Zhang Dabiao escorting the prisoners, Zhao Gang nodded in satisfaction.

"Da Biao, are there any casualties among the soldiers? How is the arrangement for cleaning the battlefield?"

Faced with the concern of his own political commissar, Da Miao showed an imperceptible smile.

"Don't worry, political commissar, don't worry about my work. The two of us fought in an ambush. At that time, the two devils were scared by you, and the soldiers didn't have any minor injuries."

"I've also arranged for the cleaning of the battlefield. It is estimated that the comrades will be back in about ten minutes."

"But I have a question. Why did you bring these traitors back? We don't need the common people to correct us and we know what the second devil has done."

Hearing this question, Zhao Gang looked at the other party seriously.He decided to give a temporary lesson to the first battalion commander while there was still some time.

"Our public trials generally adopt a plea system, and the jury is composed of local gentry, and all procedures are complete."

"But have you ever thought about why we have to go to such lengths to do this, instead of one life for one life for happiness and hatred."

Zhang Dabiao thought about it briefly, but soon gave up.It's okay to let him lead the commando to kill devils, this kind of problem is really a bit difficult for him.

"The purpose of the public trial is not only to eradicate evil and punish rape and popularize common sense of the law, but also to publicize and educate the public on the procedures and systems of thought."

"You have been in the army for so long, you should know the difference between us and preserved fruits. The people are our roots."

"The common people who have participated in the public trial can realize that our legal system is fair and equitable and can be relied upon."

"The troops that the hearts of the people want can be invincible."

Listening to what his political commissar said, Zhang Dabiao thought for a while and nodded.At the same time, the mayor of Wanjia Town brought several prestigious villagers to the two of them.

Zhao Gang saluted several old people and said, "I am the political commissar of the New Second Regiment of the [-]th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army. We have eliminated the puppet troops in Wanjia Town. I hope you can cooperate with us in the public trial of traitors."

The villagers of Wanjia Town, who were a little scared and trembling even when they walked, immediately grabbed Zhao Gang's hand to express their gratitude when they heard Zhao Gang's words.

Everyone came to Erguizi's side, and several village elders began to identify him on behalf of the town's residents.

These two devils do bad things on weekdays, and bullying men and women happens from time to time.Each of their hands was covered with the blood of common people in the base area, and an old man almost passed out when he identified them.

Sure enough, among the remaining dozens of traitors, only seven can be barely planned for fixed-term imprisonment (up to five years), and the rest are all sentenced to death.

According to Zhang Dabiao's words, these people's death a hundred times is not enough to pay off the blood debt in their hands.

The second ghosts, who heard their final fate, didn't even have the thought of resisting.They know that they are mortal, and it is better to wait for death than to struggle.

But crying is still necessary, but these traitors are not crying because they wake up, but because they are about to die.

Although it is somewhat against the rules, it is treated specially in special times.Zhao Gang stood on a high platform and shouted to the soldiers and villagers below:

"According to the regulations of our Eighth Route Army, I am announcing the verdict on behalf of the D Committee of the New Second Regiment of the [-]th Brigade."

"Sentence to death for Mei Quanxi and other 78 traitors, and five years for Lai Dasheng and other nine traitors!"

"Execute now!"

During the public trial, the soldiers used this time to lead the horses from the stables to the street.

After the public trial ended, everyone prepared to leave immediately with their horses and disarmed supplies.

Originally, the [-]-type heavy machine gun could not be taken away. The original plan was to ride back to the defense area, and the heavy machine gun could only be carried by the soldiers, which was too time-consuming.

But just when Zhang Dabiao was about to blow up in tears, the villagers of Wanjia Town sent a cart, which really exceeded the task.

After packing up all the items, Zhao Gang looked at his watch.

There is still an hour before the devil's railway patrol team comes here, and he has just checked around. There is no radio station in Wanjia Town that can contact the outside world.

In other words, there is enough time to retreat.

　Come, come, I understand all the typos in the second half
　　
　
(End of this chapter)