"Hey, there really are no landmines." Ma Fucai listened to the reports from the puppet soldiers, carefully read the notice on the wooden sign at the entrance of the village, and laughed: "It seems that San Biaozi has really given in, but it's a pity that it's too late.

.Look at the place above, they ask us to live in a civilized manner and not damage things. We are really out of our minds.”

"Now we can finally live in the house." A pseudo-officer said happily.

"Let's choose from the imperial army first!" Another pseudo-officer curled his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "It would be nice to have a small room left."

"Shut the hell up," Ma Fucai scolded, "Hurry up and get down to business. San Biaozi is already dead. Once we deal with him, no one will be able to escape the benefits."

Guankou Village is not big, and there are not many houses. The Japanese were allowed to enter. Except for a few puppet army officers who found accommodation, the puppet soldiers could only camp outside the village. Anyway, the puppet army has always been a model leader and endured hardships.

, it’s not the first time that I enjoy things later.

The village was busy and noisy, but underground it was quiet. Lin Cunzhong led a company of troops just a stone's throw away from the Japs, watching the actions of the Japs and puppet troops from the observation hole.

"Chief of Staff, the exit to the east of the village is too close to the puppet army's camp. It is safer to go out from the south or north directions." A scout ran over with a stooped body and reported.

Lin Cunzhong nodded, waved his hand and ordered: "Retreat from the north entrance after dark, jump behind the enemy, and meet the captain."

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Baoding, Baoding is the hometown of Emperor Yao. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Yan and Zhongshan established their capitals in the territory. It has a history of more than 3,000 years. The name Baoding means to protect the capital and stabilize the world. The capital is Beijing. Baoding has been a city since ancient times.

The important area of ​​Gyeonggi Province has always been the political, economic, cultural and military center of Hebei.

On September 24, 1937, the Japanese army invaded Baoding, and the puppet Hebei Provincial Office moved from Tianjin to Baoding. Since then, the Japanese army has established a headquarters here and stationed heavy troops, hoping to use it as a center to control the surrounding 22 counties.

, stabilize North China.

It was already dark, and electric lights were not yet commonplace at that time. A bright gas lamp was lit on the larger shop floor, and a hand-cranked gramophone sang Erhuang Bangzi tune. A straw hat lantern was hung on the smaller shop floor. In the most prosperous place

In the street market, there are "Qi Si Feng" lamps placed on several wooden stakes. As soon as it gets dark, someone will come over with a big bang. This is the watchman who both lights the lamp and keeps watch.

Li Ruping's home is considered a wealthy one in Baoding. The large blue brick and tiled houses are arranged very neatly. The huge courtyard is quiet, only the light in the study is still on, and Li Ruping is whispering with a young man inside.

"My father just came back from Dushui Town, Zhanghu County, and he was frightened." The young man said with excitement: "Originally, he went to check out the store located there and do the annual accounting, but he didn't expect that he experienced something like this.

A Sino-Japanese war.”

"A war between China and Japan? Han Zhongxian, you are exaggerating again." Li Ruping curled her lips and said with some disdain: "You came here secretly just to deceive me."

"Who lied to you?" Han Zhongxian said anxiously: "The Japanese soldiers in Dushui Town were all killed. I heard that it was the National Army's Hebei-Cha Advance Team that did it, and..." He suddenly lowered his voice and said carefully:

"My dad seems to have seen Liu Zhen."

"Liu Zhen." Li Ruping's body trembled and he asked hesitantly: "You won't admit your mistake, right?"

"You know him very well, you should know where he went, right? His family said he went abroad, but I don't believe it." Han Zhongxian shook his head and said.

"Tell me more about what happened?" Li Ruping changed the topic without talking about Liu Zhen.

"Okay, I'll tell you." Han Zhong cleared his throat first, assumed the posture of a storyteller, and began to add fuel to the fire, "That day, as soon as my father finished accounting, he heard the roar of guns and artillery from all directions. The Japanese..."

"My father thought that all the goods and money in the shop should not be robbed. Unexpectedly, they paid according to the price and almost wiped out everything in the shops of all sizes in Dushui Town." Han Zhong drank some water first to moisten it.

Moistening his throat, he said with relief: "Burn the corpses of the Japanese on fire. The smell makes my father sick when he smells the smell of roasted chicken. Unfortunately, they shouted slogans and evacuated in the morning, and did not occupy Dushui Town."

"

"Third Master, Biao Master, their captain's name is this." Li Ruping now knew whose men and horses belonged to the so-called Hebei-Cha advancing column.

"In the Yanhuang land, there are so many heroes. They are not afraid to fight against a hundred people. If a person is not timid, he will take revenge. Look at the blood of a Chinese man. The blood of a man is heroic, and his heroic spirit runs through his chest and his heart is as iron..." Han Zhongxian sighed with regret, "I

Dad was scared and nervous, so he didn’t remember all the slogans that were so impassioned and exciting.”

"When the smoke rises, the mountains and rivers look north... This guy really knows how to write poetry!" Li Ruping said thoughtfully.

"Which guy? Are you talking about Liu Zhen?" Han Zhong asked first.

"It's not Liu Zhen, I just said it randomly." Li Ruping concealed it with a smile.

"Forget it, I know you're hiding something from me." Han Zhong rolled his eyes first and said slightly dissatisfied: "A few days ago, you and Liu Zhen disappeared, and then you came back alone, so I knew something was wrong. I'm here today.

I want to tell you this great news to make you happy. When I do great things in the future, you will know that I am also a passionate Chinese man."

"What are you going to do?" Li Ruping asked worriedly: "Don't do anything nonsense!"

"Hu Lai, if you regard fighting the Japanese as nonsense, I can't help you." Han Zhong stood up first and said, "I'm leaving first. How about asking Miss Li to send me to the corner gate?"

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"Taijun, misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Zhang Shunchang, the leader of the puppet army team left behind in Lijiacun, nodded and bowed with beads of sweat on his head.

Scientists have done research and found that whenever people are particularly happy and feel particularly good for a period of time, something will always happen that will make you fall into a low ebb, as if there is a curse. To put it more simply,

It's a bit similar to the idiom "Extreme joy brings sorrow." That is, people can't be so happy every day, and it will rain a little at any time. The whole process is a bit like a wave, with peaks and troughs, ups and downs.

Zhang Shunchang's personal experience illustrates this point. Originally, he was left in Lijia Village to establish a material transfer station, which was a wonderful thing for him and his men. He did not have to worry about being harmed by landmines or cold guns, and he did not have to go there again.
Chapter completed!