Seeing that he was about to be shot, Lao Hulu suddenly shouted loudly.
When Wei Zhengcai, an officer of the gendarmerie, heard this, he waved his hand slightly, indicating that the shooting was suspended.
Wei Zhengcai felt that something was fishy. Where did these local armies borrow the courage to resell military supplies in full view of the public?
They are either stupid or crazy about money.
But the most reasonable explanation is that they were acting on orders.
"Whose orders are you taking? What are you doing selling these military rations?"
Wei Zhengcai asked.
Lao Hulu quickly explained: "We are following the order of my nephew,... no, no, it's our regiment, and we went to the south bank to exchange grain for some gas tanks. Sir, what we exchange is not money, but energy."
A gas tank to fight the devil."
"Gas tank?"
Wei Zhengcai was different because it was the first time he heard that one could use gas tanks to fight Japanese soldiers.
"Where is your regiment? What is its name? Which division is it from?"
Wei Zhengcai asked, and Lao Hulu quickly pointed in the direction of the Sixing Warehouse and said: "Our team is in the warehouse. We are from the Hubei Security Group. And, look, this is our special pass, eighty-eight
Teacher’s.”
"Special pass?"
Wei Zhengcai took a look and saw that the special pass was indeed genuine. At this time, a military policeman beside him also echoed: "Adjutant Wei, when we just passed the Sixing Warehouse, we did see a group of local troops and some Sichuan troops.
, the Gui Army and the Hunan Army are building fortifications."
"oh!"
Wei Zhengcai nodded and immediately asked: "What are your officers doing at Sihang Warehouse?"
Lao Hulu rolled his eyes. He definitely couldn't say that they waited for everyone to leave before taking the things in the warehouse as their own.
"Cover the retreat of the large forces!"
Lao Hulu suddenly raised his voice an octave, and replied loudly as if he was about to die.
Wei Zhengcai frowned, he didn't expect that the local army would be so aware.
He saluted formally: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."
"Sir, it's okay!"
Lao Hulu replied loudly again, but he was very happy because he finally didn't have to be shot. Moreover, Wei Zhengcai led the military police to personally help Lao Hulu and others exchange flour for gas tanks.
When the people on the south bank heard that the troops were not selling military supplies for money, but for gas cans to fight the Japanese, they immediately went home to move the gas cans.
Some families were still cooking, so they turned off the gas tanks and moved them away.
The daughter-in-law cursed loudly, but the man replied: It's all to fight the Japanese. He risked his life, but we still need a gas tank?
The daughter-in-law was silent for a moment, even tears welled up in her eye sockets. Because just three days ago, she had just received the news that her father, mother, and younger brother had died in the Japanese bombing.
As a woman, she was unable to take revenge, but all she could do was support the war of resistance.
She thought for a while, took out the only two pieces of ocean in the house from the drawer, rushed out, and forced the ocean into Lao Hulu's hand.
Lao Hulu looked at the two pieces of ocean in his hand. For some reason, he couldn't laugh.
Supplies were continuously delivered, including gas cans, vegetables, grain, oceans, gold and silver jewelry, etc. But no one took the white flour pulled by the old gourd.
Lao Hulu stared blankly at the figures coming and going in front of him one after another. The shame in his heart actually made him speechless for a while. His throat seemed to be choked by something.
Wei Zhengcai on the side also sighed with emotion: "As soldiers, we are ashamed of them! In the next battle, we must defeat the Japanese invaders to avenge the country's humiliation and family hatred!"
For a long time, Lao Hulu loaded various supplies into more than a dozen carts.
This car was also given as a gift by the people of Nan'an.
Along the way, Lao Hulu didn't say much. Although the car was filled with his favorite gold and silver jewelry.
"Brother, isn't it a bit unkind for us to do this?" A middle-aged man on the side asked, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.
Lao Hulu, who was upset, yelled: "What's so unkind? They gave it to me, and I didn't steal it from them?"
The person who asked the question opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say much.
"Stop, what do you do?"
At this moment, the British soldiers at the exit of the south bank of the Junk Bridge blocked the way.
Lao Hulu quickly smiled and said: "Sir, sir, this is our pass."
As he spoke, Lao Hulu had already handed the special pass to the other party's hand.
The other party didn't even look at it, just threw it on the ground like garbage, and said arrogantly: "This kind of garbage of yours is of no use to us. You can go there, but any supplies from the south bank are not allowed to be brought back to the north bank. You
Do you understand?"
The arrogant British soldier stabbed Lao Hulu's chest hard with his fist.
The old gourd was unprepared and was pushed backwards, almost falling to the ground.
The British soldier laughed loudly: "Sick man of East Asia, hahaha!"
The others were very angry, clenching their fists and wanting to beat up the British soldier.
But Lao Hulu knew that this was not advisable. The Central Army was afraid of these British people, let alone them.
He winked at Xiao Hubei, who found an opportunity to return to the north bank. Lao Hulu and others stopped the British soldiers from confiscating the supplies in their car.
There were soldiers from the 87th Division passing by, but they were very unhappy when they saw several local troops being bullied by the British soldiers.
But just as they were about to step forward, they were scolded by the officer: "You don't even have your head?"
The officer's words reminded them that foreigners cannot afford to offend. Even if they evacuate from the concession, they must have the approval of the British. If they offend the British at this time, what is the difference between them and seeking death?
"You uncivilized wild monkeys, do you know what rules are? We have been very kind by letting you evacuate from the concession. If you persist in your stubbornness, I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your chairman!"
The British soldiers pushed Lao Hulu and others with guns and gradually separated them from the supplies. It was obvious that these British soldiers planned to take a truck of anti-war supplies as their own.
When the people on the south bank saw it, they came over to stop them. But the British soldier still said arrogantly: "You ungrateful Chinese monkeys, if it weren't for us, the Japanese would have come here long ago. How can you still live and work here in peace and contentment? If you didn't
Submit to the rule of my British Empire, and I will drive you all to the north bank!"
The originally irritable people suddenly lost their voices. No matter how much they wanted to say, let's go to the North Bank and never stay in this ghost place like you again!
But there are Japanese on the north shore. They are murderous and do all kinds of evil, just like devils.
Fear makes these people lower their noble heads!...