"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country!" Before we even sat down, a hoarse voice came over with force.

"What a big hat!" The third brother curled his lips at me and said with lip language.

"Not a good sign!" Mouse saw the third brother's lips and expressed his hunch with a smile.

Just as I was about to nod, I saw the eyes of the crosshairs widening, as if they were going to eat us. However, after seeing our disapproving expressions, I said with lips: "Be respectful to the heroes of the Anti-Japanese War!"

"Stop talking nonsense, I have killed a lot of Japanese, why don't you come over and give me a blow!" The third brother continued to add fuel to the fire with a smile. Anyway, at this time, no one dares to do anything wrong!

"Damn! A bunch of bastards!" the crosshair cursed, then turned his head helplessly and looked out of sight.

"There are two tasks for you to complete. The time is tight, so hurry up and prepare!" Xue Yue simply explained to the captain, and then started other work.

After we evaded it, the captain accepted the mission alone.

"What the hell is going on?" As soon as he walked out of the military camp, the third brother kicked away a piece of gravel lying on the roadside and cursed at the same time.

I know what the third brother is referring to. He is from the national army. He admires these high-ranking officials, especially the anti-Japanese generals who have some sense of justice. However, the third brother is from the market. He hates these high-ranking officials.

Now that my partner is being yelled at and shouted at, I naturally feel uncomfortable.

"Shut up! For the sake of resisting Japan, I put away all my personal emotions. The Kuomintang and the Communist Party can unite to resist Japan with such blood feuds. It doesn't matter if we are a little angry!" Although the captain's words were meant as a lesson, his tone was very gentle.

"clear!"

"That's right, look at all the demons here to fight against Japan. What else can we say?" The circle smiled and used demons to lighten the atmosphere. The circle has become more and more familiar with us, but what we didn't expect was that besides the crosshairs and the captain, he

He actually has the best relationship with the devil.

"What kind of mission is it?" Zhu Zhu held a piece of corn in his mouth and said as he gnawed it.

"I guess it has something to do with the Kumamoto Division?" The monk twirled a string of Buddhist beads and squinted his eyes as he spoke, looking like a Taoist priest in the mountains.

"Tell me about it?" Coyotito said with a smile.

"Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it!"

"Your uncle!" The crosshair was ready to listen, but unexpectedly, the monk unintentionally tricked him.

We arrived at a secluded place. The captain looked around, and after making sure it was safe, he said seriously: "Okay, be quiet, there are two missions, one is assassination and the other is reconnaissance!"

"Ho! Ho! So easy!" the third brother said while bumping fists with the equally happy Mouse. This kind of task is their favorite.

"Do it!" Zhuzi showed a different emotion.

The captain took off his military cap, grabbed his hair that was weighed down by the military cap, and said, "It's not as simple as you think. The assassin was a warlord who surrendered to the enemy."

"Martial law, what do you want us to do?" Coyotito said.

"You son of a bitch, I have an emperor, and I won't listen to anything I say, but no one of these warlord leaders in China will accept it. Neither Chiang Kai-shek nor Sun Yat-sen can shake the military power in their hands, and these warlord leaders also regard themselves as their own."

The direct troops are like life, so some of these warlords are using their brains and are unwilling to actively resist Japan." Zixing is very familiar with these, and his explanation is clear.

"No wonder many battles were fought very strangely, and some even withdrew before they were fought!" Gouzi shook his head and talked about his experiences in the Japanese army.

"Who is it?"

"Haha, it's that Liu Xiang!" the captain said with a smile as he touched the stubble growing under his nose.

"Liu Xiang? Which Liu Xiang? Which one is Han Fuqu?" the scholar stretched out his head and said.

"Yes, that's the one!"

"Didn't Liu Xiang vomit blood and die in the hospital? The funeral was grand, and wasn't the anti-Japanese hero posthumously recognized?" The scholar's mind is like a database, and he can call up the required information at any time.

"Based on the information, it should be a fake death!" The devil looked at the information, raised his eyebrows and said.

"Awesome!" the scholar said, giving a thumbs up.

"What's going on?" I knew nothing about this history, so I was confused, but the name Han Fuqu sounded familiar to me.

"Han Fuju, courtesy name Xiangfang, was born in 1890. In 1910, he joined Feng Yuxiang Camp in the 20th Town of the Army. In 1926, when Feng Yuxiang's troops retreated to Ningxia, he joined Shangzhen in Shanxi Province and served as the commander of the 13th Division of the Jin Army. In September of the same year, Feng Yuxiang "Wuyuan"

After taking the oath, he returned to Feng's department and served as the commander of the Sixth Route of the Shaanxi Army. In 1927, he was promoted to the commander of the Sixth Army of the Second Group Army and the commander-in-chief of the Third Front Army... On January 19, 1938, he was charged with "disobeying orders and retreating without permission."

"The scholar was executed for the crime." The scholar recited a lot of time, place and people like a treasure trove.

"Damn, I've been talking for a long time and there's not a single key point!" The mouse also listened very seriously.

"Yes, why did Chiang hold this Hongmen Banquet?" Zhu Zhu said, throwing the corn in his hand far away.

"This bastard almost retreated without a fight. He voluntarily gave up the natural dangers of the Yellow River and Mount Tai, allowing the Yellow River defense line that could have been defended for weeks to be handed over to the enemy in a few days. Based on this alone, it would not be more than ten thousand times to kill him.

!" Crosshair cursed angrily.

"You can't just look at things from one side. The conflict between this guy and Chiang is also incompatible. When Han Fuqu was the chairman of Shandong Province, he repeatedly attacked Chiang Kai-shek's cronies in Shandong. During the Xi'an Incident, Han Tong supported Zhang Xueliang, and Yang Hucheng forced Chiang to resist Japan. What do you think?

Do you think Jiang could not hate him?" The third brother leaned to the side and said leisurely. In the eyes of the third brother, these guys are just dogs biting dogs. The third brother no longer has any illusions about these warlords and officials. In his heart

, the Communist Party is the only hope that can bring him light.

The experience of two lives has made me look less and less towards political parties as a form of politics. I patted my third brother on the shoulder and wanted to persuade him, but I didn’t know how to say it, "What about this Liu Xiang?"

What's going on?" I asked next.

"Haha, if Han Fuqu's passive resistance to Japan made Chiang have murderous intentions, then Liu Xiang was the final weight that made Chiang make up his mind!" Quasi Xing glared at his third brother and explained to me.

"tell me the story!"

"This guy actually conspired with Han Fuqu to abandon Jiang Touri!"

"Shooting into the sun? I'll do it!" Zhuzhu glared and shouted at the crosshair.

"Everything has two sides. Han actually did quite well when he was the chairman of Shandong. He proposed four policy plans: "clarification of official governance", "fundamental cleansing of the countryside", "strict prohibition of drugs" and "popular education". The entire Qilu land was under his control.

During his seven years in power, there have been great developments in economy, politics, and education, but as far as avoiding war and surrendering to the enemy, he deserved to die!" There was a trace of regret in the monk's words. People are like this sometimes.
Chapter completed!