The War of Resistance

It's already late March, it's midday, and there's already warmth in the sun.

Not far away is the village, and outside the village are the fields.

An old man squatted next to a manure pile and lit a bunch of withered grass. Then he placed the withered grass on the ground, then used a broken wooden shovel to poke the mixture of firewood and manure and carefully press it onto the burning flame.

According to later generations, this is pure farmyard manure, and it is also the "fat" of the old man's "fertilizer that does not flow into other people's fields".

Who can explain things in this world clearly?

The dirtiest excrement is fermented into the ground to increase fertility, and then seeds are sprinkled on the ground to produce all living things. Human beings eat the clean vegetables and then produce excrement to complete the metabolic cycle.

This world is so magical.

As for the truth, no one can explain it clearly. As long as people ask several questions one after another, they will enter the metaphysical and mysterious philosophical level.

However, at this time, the old man naturally did not and could not think about such profound issues. All he thought about was how he could produce more food in his own crop fields when the weather warmed.

"If you don't let me vomit feces, you're so damn lenient." The old man saw green smoke coming out of the manure pile and continued to push up the manure pile to make it pout.

Now that the entire LY area has become a war zone, the people are naturally worried.

When the old man came out to fertilize, his neighbors advised him not to come out. They also said that there would be smoke when fertilizing, so don't attract the Japanese.

The old man was very dissatisfied with this.

So what if there is some smoke from the soaked fat? Yesterday, someone saw a large group of Japanese soldiers passing by their village not far away. Although the Japanese soldiers were dwarf, they were not blind. They must have seen their village but not Forget it, then what are you afraid of if you make some smoke by retting it yourself?

"What's the use of raising so many soldiers? The little Japanese came here to fight." The old man began to scold the Chinese army again.

There are all kinds of people. Of course, the vast majority of the people hope that their army will win, but there are also many people who curse their own people more than they curse the enemy.

In short, when all kinds of dissatisfaction occurs, he does not think about how to attack the enemy but only criticizes his own people. Later generations will call such people "haters of the Kuomintang", and this old man should be the originator of hatred of the Kuomintang.

The old man was so resentful and just kept his head down while working that he didn't notice anyone walking up to him.

So he was startled when he saw someone's calf suddenly appearing under his eyes.

When he saw that the front tip of the pair of cotton shoes was tattered and the big toe was sticking out uneasily, a voice sounded in his ears: "Hey, old man, did you see? Are the people from the Northeast Army passing through your place?"

At this time, the old man looked up and saw a Chinese soldier standing in front of him whose clothes were as tattered as his shoes. The clothes were still winter clothes, with cotton exposed in many places, but the cotton had turned gray-black. Yes.

The old man was initially shocked, but when he saw that it was a Chinese soldier, although his face was expressionless, there was a hint of contempt and anger in his heart.

There is no way, who calls him the originator of hating the Kuomintang.

You're all a fucking coward. Looking at the rags you're wearing, do you still expect you to be able to beat the Japanese away?

"Hey, old man, I want to ask you something, are you fucking deaf?" The soldier became angry when he saw that he ignored him, and his words became more and more rude. In addition to saying "Hey" again, he also One more "You're so fucking deaf".

As a result, the old man became increasingly angry.

It's just that he is quite old, so of course he knows that he cannot afford to offend a soldier.

So the result of the intertwining of reason and anger was that he pointed at the hill not far away: "There is a big road there. The Northeastern people you mentioned went south along that road."

"If you said no, it would be a waste of time." The soldier said angrily, and then he ignored the old man, turned around and walked away with his rifle in his hand.

Only then did the old man notice that there was a team of about ten people not far from the soldier. The people in the team were also wearing rags and were looking at them.

Can you still defeat the Japanese with just such a few broken guns? Don't be embarrassed!

The old man cursed again in his heart. He hated the country so much that the path he was referring to was the path that the Japanese brigade took yesterday.

It's just that the soldier didn't know that he used his usual cruelty to the people in exchange for lies. Just a moment later, the soldier who asked for directions was already reporting to the person in their team dressed as a soldier: "Report to the commander." , the old man said that there were people from our Northeastern Army, so he went south from that road."

"Then let's go!" The man called the chief waved his hand, and their squad of soldiers, covered in the color of war, started to move again.

What kind of soldier can be called a commander? The answer is of course Shang Zhen, and the person who just asked for directions was Ma Erpao.

The quality of the Chinese army nowadays is such that cadres do not beat or scold soldiers, and soldiers must speak kindly to the people. Such units, such as the Eighth Route Army Recruitment Army, are absolutely rare!

Although Ma Erpao, who was in charge of asking for directions, knew that there is an old saying that "it is better to offend a gentleman than a villain", he did not know that the old man was a villain and a "KMT-hater".

Considering that they should be at the rear now, Shang Zhen did not send out any advanced soldiers, and the soldiers just moved forward silently.

When it comes to the old veterans of Hao Xiazi Company who were still alive, they would not stop talking about it.

At this point, the veterans who have passed away are somewhat similar to Wang Laomao, Qin Chuan, Qian Chuan'er and other Northeastern soldiers.

Northeastern people are poor-mouthed, and according to their words, they are "talkative." Naturally, the old bastards from the Hao Blind Company, such as Lao Qiuzi, have a lot of talkative talk.

It's just that as the veterans wither away, there are no more people who can talk, so naturally there won't be too much nonsense during the march.

However, this time, compared with before, the recruits winked from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally always focusing on one person in the team.

The military uniform that that man wore was cleaner and neater, and he also had a summer hat on his head, but his hair that reached his ears was a little longer than the average person.

From a physical point of view, that man walked lighter than the new recruits, but it seemed that it was more accurate to use the word "sharp" that they, the new recruits, didn't know yet.

Just because that's the female soldier named "Erya"!

The day before yesterday, Shang Zhen, who didn't want to hurt each other with the Forty Army men, finally changed the fight between them and the Forty Army men from a "military fight" to a "civil fight" through his own reasoning.

Of course, the martial and literary fights here are not in the ordinary sense, but are based on the premise of not hurting each other.

And during the contest between Shang Zhen and the others against the forty soldiers, Shang Zhen and the others won a complete victory, and the one who contributed the most was of course Da Laobeng.

That Erya was impressed by the old man's martial arts skills, and then secretly followed him to join the gang!

And the reason why she was so useful among the Forty Army was only because she was the sister of the regiment leader.