"It's Captain He." The guerrillas who were on guard looked at him and shouted happily, "It's Captain He who is back."
"Two people come, Monk Ming and the others will change it." He Guan put away the Mauser pistol in his hand and said.
"Here!" Several guerrillas came out of the woods, took over the stretcher, and replaced Shang Ming and others.
Soon, the group arrived at Guanyin Hall.
Carefully moved Fang Muheng, who was unconscious on the stretcher, to a bed board where the mattress had been laid in advance.
"Everyone go down and rest." He Guan ordered, "In addition, you guys, be careful and be careful of the Japanese's sneak attack."
"Don't worry, Captain He, our eyes are full of spirits."
"Be careful!" He Guan patted the guerrilla warriors on the shoulders, "Be careful when whistling openly, be alert when whistling secretly."
"I understand!" The soldiers saluted and quickly left.
He Guan poured himself a glass of water, he held the enamel jar tightly in both hands, took a bench, and sat by the bed.
He Guan looked at Fang Muheng who was unconscious, and his nose felt a little sore.
After parting with Fang Muheng in recent years, I didn’t expect to meet again, but this was the scene.
He was both proud and sad.
He was proud of Fang Muheng. The news that the New Fourth Army successfully ambushed the Japanese army in Weigang, Zhenjiang came, and the Qingdong guerrillas were also highly encouraged. Unexpectedly, the second brother Fang Muheng was actually a member of this heroic New Fourth Army.
What was sad was that Fang Muheng was seriously injured and unconscious.
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