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Chapter 3

Miyamoto came to Ninghua Town to take charge of the spy work. He and Captain Yitian had nothing in common except work.

This squadron leader only knew how to kill people, set fires, rob people and rape women. After he was full and drunk, he took out his mother-in-law's photo from his bag and sang "Sakura Blossoms" while crying.

Miyamoto was a little surprised to meet such a knowledgeable person like Hao Tie.

There is less insidiousness in the glasses and more words in the mouth.

The Japanese admired ancient Chinese culture very much, and Hao Tie knew the Twenty-Five Histories by heart even though he did not know them by heart.

The topic was interesting and the banquet went on very happily.

"President Hao, your good friend of the Imperial Army."

"Mr. Miyamoto, thank you for the award. It's all thanks to Taijun!"

"In addition to Hao Dayong, there are probably some thugs in the village who are related to Tubal Road. I plan to develop ten village policemen to maintain the association to serve the imperial army, but this..."

Hao Tie looked at the tortoise box on Miyamoto's waist and stopped talking.

Miyamoto understood that the maintenance meeting would need some weapons to suppress these villagers so that they could carry out their work smoothly.

"Are your people reliable?"

"Don't worry, people like Ma Erdan, Zhang Hei'er, and Wang Mazi have all worked in the village office before and have rich experience in struggle. As long as we set up the maintenance committee and hang out the signs, whoever dares not to comply will be followed.

Punishment for banditry.”

After that, he asked people to call these three gangsters for Miyamoto to interview.

When Miyamoto saw these three people nodding and bowing to him, kneeling and licking them to the best of their abilities, Miyamoto concluded that what the new president said was true, and he felt even more satisfied.

"The imperial army treats its friends very well. Do your best, and they have all the weapons!"

After having enough wine and food, Miyamoto took a drink and walked out the door. The three military policemen had their hands full of gifts.

Today he led his troops to raid various villages, robbed a lot of grain, cattle and sheep, and formed a long line on the road.

There were bursts of crying in the village, accompanied by thick smoke in several places, and dark clouds in the sky, giving it an apocalyptic scene.

These devils liked this scene very much and laughed wildly from time to time.

Hao Tie's eyelids moved, he touched the tortoise box at his waist, and resisted the idea of ​​shooting Miyamoto.

Because of Chairman Hao's reputation, Haojiazhuang was considered the least affected village.

Hao Tie knew that this was just a superficial phenomenon, and heavy tasks would soon be pressed down, causing the common people to clamor for help.

Miyamoto was already half drunk. He patted the president of the maintenance committee on the shoulder and mounted the Japanese horse sideways.

"Open the way, open the way ahead."

Hao Tie sent them all the way out of the village, attracting angry looks from many villagers.

"Keep it up, keep it up, how are we going to survive now!"

"There are traitors in the village, and now there is really no way to survive."

She Tie ignored these strange looks and hurried back to the compound when he saw the Japanese people disappearing.

A tortoise box, two half-new and half-old ones made in Hanyang, two old sleeves whose rifling was almost worn out, and three melon grenades were all the items obtained from Miyamoto.

These items also appear in the system's armory. Not only can you own these items in reality, but you can also exchange them for points in the system's grocery store.

The brand new tortoise box is considered a better weapon and can be redeemed for 200 points, the one made in Hanyang is 80 points, the old sleeve is 50 points, and the grenade is 30 points.

After the sale, Hao Tie received 550 points.

It costs 5 points to purchase raw materials worth making mines, clay, stone, and wood in the material shop, while fire salt, sulfur, and charcoal powder require 10 points to purchase.

After a while, Hao Tie made five stone mines in the ordnance depot and spent 400 points to make exactly ten.

With ten landmines, he felt a lot more confident. If he used them well, it should be enough to deal with a few enemies.

He took the key and clicked on the system to cash it in, then went to the most remote abandoned cave dwelling in the compound, walked through the winding mine tunnels to the deepest part, moved away the debris in the corner, and opened a small door.

, walked into a secret warehouse of about eighty square meters.

Here is the family property that Mr. Cheap and his ancestors have accumulated over several lifetimes. Not only do they have silver coins, but they also have gold, jade, and various jewelry, including more than a dozen stones of rice and white noodles, and a pile of sausages and bacon.

As expected, there were ten more round things in the corner on the left, which were stone mines realized from the system.

Gently stroking these Yuanyuan guys, Hao Tie was like stroking the skin of his lover.

"My dear, it's all up to you whether you can carve out a world here!"



Hao Dayong's home is in the southernmost part of the village. It is very dilapidated. The only farm cow in the family was taken away by Japanese soldiers some time ago. The old lady was so angry that she became seriously ill.

Hao Dayong was born into a poor family. He was born with handsome features, smart, strong, brave and decisive. Since he was a child, he and his father hunted wild boar and herd deer in Yunzhong Mountain to develop good skills.

After his father died, he lived with his old mother. In addition to renting land from the Hao family for five hours, he worked for others during the warm weather and worked in the Hao family's coal mine in the winter.

When the 120th Division came to northwest Shanxi, he was elected as the self-defense captain because of his outstanding marksmanship, enthusiasm and bravery.

Hao Tie came to the house and saw that the door was unlocked. He knocked lightly a few times, but no one answered inside, so he opened the door and walked in.

The news that the maintenance committee was to be established in the village had spread throughout the village. Aunt Hao was leaning on the pit doing needlework. When she saw Hao Tie, her face immediately became nervous.

She put down the needle and money and said: "It's such a cold day, President, please go to the pit to warm yourself up."

Hao Tie said to the aunt angrily: "No, I'm here to see Brother Dayong."

Most people in Haojiazhuang have the surname Hao, and most people here are related to each other. Hao Dayong is also a relative from the fifth server.

Aunt Hao quickly waved her hand, "He committed a crime and ran away, and he didn't dare to come back."

Looking at the neatly arranged items in the house, Hao Tie knew that Dayong was a well-known filial son, and he was thinking about his old mother. He must have slipped back as soon as the Japanese left.

He didn't reveal the mystery, but talked about something else.

"Auntie, within three days, your family has to pay ten liters of wheat, five pounds of oil, and forty yuan. Brother Dayong was originally going to the Gaolingkou stronghold to build a bunker, but now..."

When she heard that she had to hand over so many things, the wrinkles on her face all squeezed into one spot.

"President, the devils just wiped out the house. These things can't be changed even if they are changed!"

"Well, I know this, so I'll discuss it with Brother Dayong. Spring is about to start. Some cattle in the village were taken to the Gaolingkou stronghold some time ago. How can we cover so much land with just people?"

"Who says it's not the case? Oh, how can one live like this!"

Speaking of cattle, it hit the aunt's heart, and the tears flowed out in a flash.

Hao Tie felt sad when he saw this. He had never been hungry since he was a child. He had hot pot, skewers, spicy soup, and barbecue in the evening. Compared with the people in front of him, his life was like a fairy.

"Don't worry, ma'am. We must find a way to get these cattle back, otherwise we will miss the spring sowing and we don't know how many people will starve to death this year."

"Bring it back?"


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