kingnovel Chapter 860 The Japs have all become torches
Chapter 860 The Japs have all become torches
The old woman was so frightened that her soul flew away. She shouted at her grandson to get out of the way. Long Jixiang gritted his teeth and held the half Miao Dao, vowing not to retreat even a step.
Daya and Xue Kui both flashed to his side. Xue Kui had already swung the meteor hammer in his hand, waiting for the little devil to come down and hit him with the hammer.
But no one expected that the little Japanese zombie could not control the direction and location of his fall, and he fell straight into the bonfire. He only heard the little Japanese zombie scream and soared into the sky again, and his military uniform had turned into a ball of fire.
When the little Japanese soldier fell down, he fell into the fire again. The fire seemed to have some attraction. The little Japanese soldier zombie howled and soared into the sky again. He had now become a huge torch.
At this time, Dabao had arrived. He jumped from the tree into the air and cut the Japanese zombie in the air into two halves with one knife. The two halves of fire fell back into the bonfire.
This time the little devil zombies didn't move, they were burned with crackling sounds.
Everyone was staring at the fire in a daze. Everyone saw clearly the way Long Jixiang chopped the little Japanese zombie with his sword. The sword was so powerful that it could have cut a tree that could be hugged by two people. However, the little Japanese zombie only had his clothes torn and was not injured at all.
Unexpectedly, he fell into a fire, which was the nemesis of all zombies. Looking at the zombies burning in the fire, everyone couldn't believe it was true.
Some soldiers sighed secretly. Everything just now happened too fast. They didn't even see what the Japanese zombies looked like. By the time they reacted, they had already become torches.
Dabao was tired and supported himself with a knife. Zuo Mingyue came to help him, but Dabao stopped her. He had been fighting zombies for half the night and was infected with many viruses.
Dabao asked everyone not to follow him. He went to the back of a room and when he saw that there was no one there, he slipped into the space and took off all his clothes. He also got a big bathtub and sat opposite the little bear cub, soaking in the spiritual well water.
He stretched out his hand and summoned a large watermelon, tossed half to the little bear cub, and the man and the bear began to eat the half watermelon...
When Dabao changed his clothes and brought everyone to the base, everyone was stunned. Who could have imagined that behind a cliff was a two-story Japanese test base?
The soldiers methodically carried all the zombies outside, and the police, carrying spray bottles, disinfected everywhere. After the disinfection, they carried out some of the information inside. Dabao saw the two telegrams and finally understood why Taya Kogoro was so sad and angry that he hurt himself...
A big fire was lit, and the soldiers wearing protective clothing threw the zombies into the fire one by one. They needed to burn the zombies into ashes, and then put them into the base, and finally use explosives to completely flatten the base, so as to eliminate the trouble forever.
Dabao couldn't see any of this anymore. He had already boarded the train back to Beijing with Zuo Mingyue and a few others. The old woman and Long Jixiang stood on the platform, waving their hands non-stop.
The working group from the higher authorities has arrived and suspended many county leaders. Duan Qingwen was formally promoted to county official, Wei Baguan was appointed director of the Public Security Bureau, and Zhao Ting was appointed deputy director. This is really a mixed bag!
This time there were no obstacles. Dabao returned to the capital a day and a half later. National Day was five days away. The entire capital was decorated with lights and banners congratulating the country on its prosperity were hung everywhere.
There is a small celebration every five years and a big celebration every ten years. This year's National Day also has a military parade. In addition to the police, there are also militias patrolling the streets. Chang'an Avenue, in particular, is a sea of red.
Dabao sat on the sofa at his grandma's house. His grandpa had returned and was preparing to attend the National Day celebrations. They would review the parade together on the city wall, so Dabao and Zuo Mingyue came here to accompany the two old people.
Grandpa praised Dabao's work during this period. His only worry was that he had offended too many people, even the second-in-command of Jiangsu.
Dabao looked indifferent. He thought that if there were too many lice, they wouldn't bite. If there were too many debts, they wouldn't worry. If there were too many people to offend, it wouldn't matter. Later, Mr. Lu came to his senses.
Anyway, work hard to improve yourself and protect your grandson with all your strength in the future. Poor parents in the world, the old man never thought of letting Dabao work hard, but looked for reasons in himself.
One day, Dabao came back from a meeting at the ministry. His hands, holding the newspaper, were shaking with anger. Some of the reports in the newspaper were really too much. The exaggeration was getting worse and worse.
Now someone has boasted in the newspaper that one mu of land can yield 3 kilograms of wheat. This is really how bold the person is, and how productive the land is. Anyway, bragging is not against the law.
No one noticed that some people had already left their homes and gone out to beg for food in order to escape. Dabao knew that this was just the beginning. We would wait until next year and the year after. In order to survive, people tried every possible means, such as Guanyin soil and old tree bark. How many people died from these two things.
Seeing Dabao coming in angrily, the old man put down the newspaper in his hand, took off his reading glasses, and asked with a smile,
"What's wrong, Dabao? Who made our Chief Qin so angry?"
Dabao took off his uniform, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and handed the newspaper to his grandfather.
"How could this person do this? Even I, who have never farmed before, know that one acre of land produces 3 catties? This is exaggerating! How can we pay the public grain tax if we keep exaggerating like this? If you have 3 catties of land per acre, paying 1 catties is not too much, right?
There was a severe drought this year, and the land in the north could yield less than one-third of the grain, which means that one acre of land could only yield two to three hundred kilograms. Even if the farmers smashed their bones and drained the oil from their marrow, they still couldn't pay that much, right?
This isn’t a natural disaster. Natural disasters always leave a way for ordinary people to survive. This is a man-made disaster! This is a man-made disaster…”
Dabao held his head in pain. His mind flashed back to the time when he was on his way back from Dongshan Province. He saw people with pale and skinny faces, and children eating dirt on the roadside. He felt a little overwhelmed.
The old man touched his grandson's head and sighed heavily.
"In 42, I was assigned to Henan. Henan was hit by a severe drought and a locust plague. The crops were completely destroyed. People's livelihood was in dire straits, and the land was full of starving people.
After arriving in Henan, I almost didn't dare to walk, for fear of stepping on a corpse.
There are hundreds of ways for a person to die, but I think the cruelest way is to starve to death. People who die of starvation become just a bag of bones. A man seven feet tall weighs only thirty or forty kilograms when he dies.
I am a soldier. I have fought in hundreds of battles in my life. I have seen all kinds of dead people, but the only thing I cannot bear is seeing people die of starvation..."
The old man forced a smile.
"Don't worry, Dabao. This is a new country and a new society. They won't ignore the lives of ordinary people. Those who brag in the newspapers are just trying to get promoted and make money, to please the higher-ups. They can't do anything..."