In a spacious cellar.

There are densely packed with heads, and at least two or three hundred people.

Of course, ordinary families will not have such a large cellar.

Because the village is outside the border, in the bitter and cold place, it is extremely difficult to survive, and everyone lives together and unites.

This large cellar is not used for one family, but is shared by the whole village.

The crowd was crowded, and there was almost no place to sit, and most people stood.

Everyone's expressions were different. Some people had no expression on their faces, some seemed to be waiting for death, with clear eyes and empty eyes, while others were unwilling to wait for death, and kept looking at the top of the cellar to find a solution.

Although the cellar is not completely sealed, the breathable area is very limited.

Hundreds of people were crowded together, the air was turbid and there was insufficient oxygen.

Plop.

Someone fainted in the crowd.

The others immediately helped the other party up, pulled open the other party's collar, pinched the person to wake him up.

A young man suddenly jumped up and scolded an old man in his 70s, saying, "Old Guzha, if you agree to surrender, we can go out immediately, there is air and food."

"Did you see that Aldo is fainting. Not long after, once the oxygen is over, we will all die here."

"Surrender, it's better than waiting to die here!"

The old man in his 70s has white hair and wrinkles on his face, like a ravine. From this vicissitudes of life, you can see the suffering he has experienced.

The old man who pulled a little girl let go of the little girl, raised his palm and slapped it.

Bang!

The old man was so angry that he said angrily: "You are a terrible bastard, we are Chinese, why should we surrender to the Chijun?"

"What are the Red Army? They are the people of the most vicious country in the past, invading our China."

"Are we worthy of our ancestors for surrendering to these ancestors? Gu Li, you are unworthy descendants, if you say such bastards, I will pretend that you don't have your grandson!"

Although the old man's eyes were blurry, when he looked at everyone, a hint of light suddenly shone. He looked at everyone and said, "Our ancestors did not surrender. As their descendants, we will never surrender to those executioners!"

The little girl was holding a white lamb in her arms and said angrily: "Grandpa, the grass will not surrender."

Gu Li touched the face that was hit, and when he heard Xiaocao's words, he went crazy, rushed over and pinched the little girl's neck, shook her, and scolded angrily.

"You little bastard, your mother fell in love with a killer. If you gave birth to you, you are just a little grass and weed!"

Tears as big as a little grass bean came out, and he said hard: "I, my mother... is, a good person, my dad... is not a killer."

A child was choked and could not break free. He was choked and his face was black all of a sudden.

But his eyes looked at the old man beside him, as if he was asking, and as if he was a firm belief, he said: "Grandpa, I, dad... I'm not a murderer, my mom... is also a good person."

Guza stopped his grandson Guli, pushed the other party away, surrounded the little girl behind him, and shouted angrily: "Why are you angry with a child? She is innocent."

Guzha understood that Guli had always liked Xiaocao's mother, and because she loved to be cruel, she took her anger at Xiaocao. Every time she saw Xiaocao, she always had a wave of humiliation and scolding.

Gu Li roared: "Bad bullshit, she's innocent! Isn't that killer? Will Lily die? She is so young and die like that!"

"Why, tell me why?"

"That bastard stayed in a bastard, turned around and took his people away, saying that he was sorry for his country and that he would do something earth-shaking to atone for his sins!"

"It's all fucking shit. I thought I was amazing. He was just a bastard, a coward..."

Guza slapped him and said sternly: "Stop me, he saved everyone in the village."

Guli glared at Guza and roared, "Come on, come and save him again, where is he... we are all going to die, so are the beasts he left behind."

The villagers around didn't know what to persuade, and stood there dullly.

"Guli, calm me down!"

Guza stepped forward and pressed Guli, letting him sit down.

Gu Li struggled for a few times, but finally sat down obediently, but looked resentful!

Guza said slowly: "In 62 years, more than 60,000 people of our tribe left our country and went to Russia because of being bewitched."

"But we don't. Even if we starve to death, we believe that the country will never abandon us!"

"At that time, there were only 36 people left in the village. Only those who remained in their hometowns had us descendants."

"The country has not abandoned us, in the past, in the present, in the future!"

"Our country has never given up on us, even if we live in the jungle!"

"Did you forget how you came through these years?"

The villagers' eyes were a little more colorful. Many people from countries have come to mobilize them to go back over the years.

But their hometown is hard to leave, and their ancestors have lived here for generations, so how can they leave just by saying that they can leave?

When the harvest is not good every year and food is short, the country will send people to transport winter supplies to the border.

The villagers used ox carts to transport the food from the area back to the village, built a large cellar to store food for the winter.

If it weren't for the assistance of the state, they would have starved to death long ago, and how could they have reproduced to this day and formed a village of hundreds of people.

Therefore, no one is willing to surrender, so he is imprisoned in the cellar by those terrorists and forced them to surrender with death!

Gu Li broke free from his anger, stood up, and said with a thick red neck: "No, they have given up."

"When we were attacked by terrorists, where were they? They had so many soldiers, why not come to rescue us!"

"Now we can only wait for death here. Without a ladder, we are afraid that we will not be able to go up and we cannot bear to know that we are here."

"I don't want to die, I want to live. I don't care whether I surrender or not, I just need to live, do you understand?"

Guza shook his head and said, "They are back, they will not abandon us, Guli."

"Then let them come, where are they!" Gu Li sneered: "How long can we hold on, one day or two days."

"It's better to live than to die. I want to surrender, so no one can stop me!"

At this moment, the cellar door above the cellar was opened.

The light of the torch shone in.

Seeing this light, everyone looked up.
Chapter completed!