"Where is my gun?" Fang Muheng was lost in the lake and touched his waist, but it was empty. He suddenly woke up.
He patted his head and grabbed the gun holster hanging on his back.
"Director Chen, you're awake." Liu Mingzhao, the squad leader, was overjoyed to see Fang Muheng awake. (PS2)
He used a gapped water ladle to scoop water for Fang Muheng to drink.
"How long have I been asleep?" Fang Muheng asked.
"About an hour." Liu Mingzhao looked at Director Chen with admiration in his eyes. On the way to the breakout, Director Chen led the comrades of the propaganda team to not only try their best to take care of the villagers, maintain order and ensure that no villager was left behind, but also personally participated in the battle
Shot and killed a puppet soldier.
"Is there any news about Deputy Company Commander Huang and the others?" Fang Muheng asked eagerly.
Then, he saw the sadness in Liu Mingzhao's eyes.
"What's wrong?" Fang Muheng's heart skipped a beat.
"Xiaokong came back from inquiring about information. He said..."
Liu Mingzhao's voice was choked with sobs, "He said that Deputy Company Commander Huang and the others might have all been sacrificed because the Japanese set fire to Gardenia Valley." "What?" Fang Muheng's hand dropped.
The grocery store at the intersection of Gesfield Road.
Shan Fangyun was packing her things. In fact, there was nothing left to pack. After procrastinating for two more days, Shan Fangyun decided to evacuate despite being reluctant.
"Xiao Ke, look at what else is left behind." Shan Fangyun said.
"Eh." Feng Xiaoke in the back room agreed.
Shan Fangyun glanced outside and frowned when he heard the sounds of chaotic footsteps. The crowd on the street suddenly became chaotic, and the agents from the secret service headquarters were investigating ferociously.
"Uncle Shan." Feng Xiaoke ran out of the back room with a deflated aluminum lunch box hanging around his neck. His expression was a little nervous.
Shan Fangyun rubbed the little guy's hair, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Xiao Ke, look at me. Don't be afraid, you are a child. Remember, no matter what happens, you are just a kid in the store."
Dude, you know nothing."
Feng Xiaoke looked at the smile on Shan Fangyun's face, and his heart settled down, "I'm not afraid."
Shan Fangyun continued to pack her things, taking her time.
His mind was thinking rapidly, what happened? Or what stimulated the enemies of No. 76?
Is the enemy coming for you?
Tang Kanglao led several agents to the door of the grocery store. He glanced at the crooked sign and frowned slightly.
"What's going on?" he asked his men, "Didn't you tell them to move out earlier?"
"We'll move today, we'll move today." Shan Fangyun hurried out, rubbing her dirty hands on her body, hunching her waist, with a flattering smile on her face, "Well, let's see what else is left behind.
I’m used to being poor, so I can’t bear to part with this or that.”
"No one cares about you." An agent said harshly, "Move out quickly, do you hear me?"
"I know, I know."
Tang Wenlao ignored this. He pushed open the other half of the door and entered the store. As expected, the room was almost empty, leaving only an empty counter. A young boy was packing things, with a flat hand hanging around his neck.
The large aluminum lunch box, carrying a maza in his left hand and dragging a lame stool with his right hand, was looking at the intruder with some panic.
"Xiao Ke, come here quickly." Shan Fangyun quickly waved.
Feng Xiaoke came over dragging a lame stool.
Shan Fangyun first gave Tang Kanlao a flattering smile, then stepped forward and took the lame stool from Feng Xiaoke's hand.
"Is the stool still lame?" Tang Kanlao glanced at it and asked.
"I'll use my carpenter's skills to find a piece of rotten wood that can still be used after repairing it." Shan Fangyun said quickly, "If it doesn't work, it can still be used as firewood."
"Do you know how to be a carpenter?" Tang Kanlao became interested.
"I know a little bit." Shan Fangyun nodded, "If business fails, I plan to do some carpentry work."
"That's good, come with me
." Tang Kanlao said, "There are a few sets of old tables and chairs in the courtyard for me to take care of."
"Sir, look, I've packed up here and I'm leaving..." Shan Fangyun was shocked and said with a wry smile on her face.
Tang Canlao's face darkened, "What? Are you worried that I won't pay you?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare. It's a blessing to be able to work for a superior." Shan Fangyun said quickly. "Then let's go." Tang Kanlao nodded with satisfaction.
"Eh." Shan Fangyun could only nod in agreement.
"Xiao Ke, wait for me in the store and don't run around." Shan Fangyun warned Feng Xiaoke.
Feng Xiaoke took a step forward, as if he wanted to follow Shan Fangyun, but he didn't dare. He was about to cry in a hurry.
"What's wrong?" Tang Kanlao asked with a smile on his face.
"Stomach." Feng Xiaoke touched his stomach, "I'm hungry."
Shan Fangyun glared at Feng Xiaoke, "I just know how to eat, I just know how to eat."
As he said that, he smiled coquettishly at Tang Zhunlao, took out two nickels from his body, and handed them to Feng Xiaoke, "I'm going to buy sesame cakes when I'm hungry."
Feng Xiaoke quickly put the nickel into his pocket, but the pocket was broken and the nickel fell to the ground. The child quickly picked it up and stood aside carefully.
"Let's go, Boss Shan." Tang Kanlao raised his chin towards Shan Fangyun.
Shan Fangyun was dejected and scared, but she didn't dare to complain, so she squeezed out a smile and left.
Feng Xiaoke watched Uncle Shan being taken away by the agents, feeling worried and scared. He kept Shan Fangyun's words in mind and did not panic. Instead, he pushed away the mazaar and sat in the room with a sad face to wait, holding the nickel tightly in his hand.
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Bahba.
Li Hao pressed the horn.
A secret agent walking on the road was startled, turned around and was about to curse. Then he saw the license plate and swallowed back the curse words.
Even though Greater Shanghai is now ruled by the Japanese and this is the territory of the secret service headquarters, this 'Mr. Xiao Cheng' is not someone they can offend.
"This kid..." Cheng Qianfan glanced at Feng Xiaoke sitting behind the threshold.
He just found it strange that the grocery store's sign was crooked and the store was empty. There seemed to be no adults around, only this child sitting there with a sad face.
"Brother Fan." Li Hao glanced at the messy streets and said, "The guys from the Secret Service Headquarters seem to be cleaning up the streets."
"Ignore him." Cheng Qianfan pressed his temple and raised his chin tiredly, "Let's go, Li Cuiqun is still waiting for me."
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The post at No. 76 received the order in advance. When they saw Mr. Cheng's car approaching, someone came up to check. When they saw that it was indeed Cheng Qianfan, they let him go.
Haozi stepped on the accelerator and entered the yard.
When getting off the bus, Cheng Qianfan saw several spies and a man dressed as a citizen in front of him.
At this time, one of the agents who was supposed to be the leading agent made a gesture. Cheng Qianfan squinted his eyes and saw that following the person's gesture, the other agents quietly formed a double-teaming posture towards the man.