Chapter 676: Son!

Between 1937 and 1942, Henan, as a major grain-producing province, was comparable to other provinces in terms of sending troops and grain to support the War of Resistance!

But why didn’t Huayuankou break out in Henan in 1938, but instead caused a severe famine in a major grain-producing province in 1942?

The reason is simple. In order to collect grain, Brother Diary added a special clause to the assessment criteria for county heads. That is, grain collection will be recorded in the performance assessment and will be counted as the political achievement of officials from all over Henan.

In 1942, Wang Hengwu of Xuchang County reported an expected harvest of % of the previous grain output, but encountered a disaster year. He watched helplessly as the crops in the fields only grew % of the previous amount. However, due to his political achievements, he gritted his teeth and still collected grain at %, which really forced the people to death!
This bastard even shouted a slogan: “I would rather let ten civilians starve to death than let one soldier starve to death!”

And what about before 1942?

What did Henan go through during the period when the Huayuankou bombing occurred?
Eight words – Henan is full of wilderness, floods, droughts and locusts!

After the flood in Huayuankou, Henan suffered from a “neck-strangling drought”, which described the drought as if it had strangled the throats of the people; the locusts did not refer to the Japanese, but to the humid environment, when locusts swarmed everywhere, and the sky was full of locusts flying like dark clouds…

This soup is not Hongliu, but Tang Enbo!
There’s nothing wrong with this damned war of resistance, but there’s also nothing wrong with the harm it did to the people!
They arbitrarily oppressed the people and conscripted men at will. After exchanging food for other people’s wives, they turned around and sold them to brothels. If the men came to make trouble, they were sent directly to the military camp!
The local people were so bullied that they could only say: “We would rather be burned and killed than have the national government stationed here!”

What’s worse, some people are so angry that they do traitorous things…

In this situation, how can you expect people to care about the world when they have lost their home?
In 1938, after the Huayuankou dike burst, the Kuomintang government staged an extremely absurd scene. People of Xu Chaoyang’s era had a word to describe this scene, which was called “showy disaster relief.”

After the Kuomintang bombed Huayuankou, did it distribute relief food to the people?
Sent.

But after going through layers of exploitation, not even the chaff of this relief grain could reach the mouths of the common people.

At that time, the country was raging with war, and the country had completely overdrawn its national strength to fight the war. Yan Laoxizi, who had run Shanxi for many years, had to drain Shanxi’s resources to sustain the Battle of Shanxi. How could other places cope with the situation?

Hence, this kind of “showy disaster relief” came into being.

How did they do it?
It was actually very simple. All the relief food was transported to the roads outside the city that the victims had to take, and porridge was cooked in a big pot. But even after waiting until dark, no one came to claim it.

Isn’t it true that no one is receiving relief food?
Then we can’t blame the local government for not distributing relief food, right?

But actually?
On the roads leading to the area, all kinds of firearms are guarded strictly. Once the victims are seen, they will be shot to intimidate them. Anyone who dares to move forward will be shot immediately!

Who dares to collect relief food?
These officials in the national government are so capable and talented!

He created the victims with his own hands, and then shot them with his own hands…it was a closed loop.

Under the cover of night, the gate of Shiling Pass slowly opened. He and Deng Xihou rode on horses and led the Sichuan Army to attack Xinzhou. At that moment, the outside of Shiling Pass was filled with disaster victims.

“alert!”

At a command from Deng Xihou, the Sichuan Army carried the old Chengdu guns and passed by the victims. The victims, who were already starving, were not surprised at all to see the guns in the soldiers’ hands. Some of them even showed… desire on their faces.

It seemed as if they would be freed by the sound of gunfire.

“Chaoyang, did you see the look in their eyes?”

Xu Chaoyang, who was riding on a horse, nodded and responded, “I saw it.”

“Why do I feel like they are begging me to shoot?”

Deng Xihou had never seen such eyes, let alone such people who were not afraid of guns. Those people who were not asleep all looked at the troops passing by them indifferently and powerlessly, and looked at the horses under Xu Chaoyang and Deng Xihou’s crotch and swallowed their saliva.

“They’re not asking you to shoot…”

Deng Xihou listened to Xu Chaoyang’s words and asked, “What are they doing?” “They are starving!”

“You want to eat someone?”

“Do you find it fresh? Do you see any of these people holding children?”

After hearing this, Deng Xihou really took it to heart. He kept looking along the way, but he didn’t see even one child in the crowd.

It was at this moment that Xu Chaoyang remembered the cat in the movie “1942”. Where is the cat? Where the hell is the cat?
“Fuck it, why do I feel like I’m in the Avici Hell… Amitabha, Amitabha!”

As he spoke, Deng Xihou became superstitious. It was at this time that the Sichuan Army attacked Shiling Pass and left the group of disaster victims. It was then that Xu Chaoyang roughly estimated the total number of this group of refugees based on the length of the group of disaster victims, which was about tens of thousands of people.

When there are a hundred people, they are of all kinds; when there are a thousand people, the earth is connected to the sky. These ten thousand people must completely occupy Xu Chaoyang’s vision, leaving him unable to see the end.

Ten thousand people! With these ten thousand people, Xu Chaoyang’s Xinzhou coal mine will have people to dig, and there will be people scrambling to do the labor for the reconstruction of Xin County. As long as he can get these ten thousand people into his mouth, the “manpower” of the entire Xin County will be completely solved…

“I say, Deng Lao Ding, can the Sichuan Army really do it? Don’t let them really start a war and lose people. I tell you, this opportunity only comes once. You don’t know how much trouble I went through to get this information…”

“Long-winded!”

Deng Xihou waved his hand and said, “Just wait and see~”

Xu Chaoyang was amused by the thick Sichuan accent. His attitude showed “it will definitely work”, but he actually said “let’s see”. The unsteadiness under the cautious attitude was really hard to understand.

……

Forty miles outside Taiyuan City, Xu Chaoyang led his men to the railway and waved at the railway in front of them.

Several Sichuan soldiers ran over with explosives, threw them on the railroad tracks, and began to pull the fuse backwards.

At this moment, a light came from a distance, and the mechanical roar of a train was coming closer and closer…

“fry!”

At Xu Chaoyang’s command, the Sichuan Army soldiers immediately lit the fuse – sizzle.

The fuse connected to the “detonator tube” in the explosive pack burned all the way, and Xu Chaoyang took the opportunity to hide behind a tree – Boom!!!

Just as the front of the train came into their sight, the explosive pack exploded instantly, and a flame shot up into the sky. The train driver was so scared that he braked quickly, causing sparks to fly all over the railway.

Bah! ! !
Xu Chaoyang leaned against the tree and put his index finger and thumb to his lips. At this moment, a whistle sounded – shhhh!!!

The Sichuan Army, which had been lying in ambush on both sides of the railway, rushed forward, like pearls scattered on the ground rolling towards the corner, rushing towards the train from the front and back.

“Robbers!”

“Robbers!!!”

There was a roar from the train, and then a curse came out: “You have no brains, you have seen so many robbers!”

At this moment, a Sichuanese man who rushed over wildly showed their sense of humor completely: “I am indeed a robber, son of a bitch!” He was holding a knife in his hand, a real big knife!

(End of this chapter)