The War of Resistance

In the distance, Lu Dahu came, bringing another company with him.

Just outside the village where the fighting took place, soldiers from Duan Chao Company were cleaning the battlefield in groups.

"You killed all the Japanese devils here?" Duan Chao asked in surprise.

"Of course, it's just that our officers killed more people." Ma Erpao replied proudly.

Now they are outside the village, in the area where Shang Zhen, Liu Honglu and the others were ambushed in the fields.

The battle was won. As soon as he heard that the battlefield was to be cleaned, Ma Erpao took the initiative to bring Duan Chao and the others over to clean the battlefield.

In essence, he also wanted to pick up some "lào".

He knew that Shang Zhen's box cannon was very good but he didn't have many bullets, so he wanted to see if he could find some more bullets for Shang Zhen.

In this area, more than twenty puppet soldiers were killed, but there were only six people wearing big-brimmed hats, and these were undoubtedly Shang Zhen's masterpieces.

"Why do these two Japs' big blocks look a bit awkward?" a platoon leader under Duan Chao whispered.

They are all soldiers. Who has never seen that big-brimmed hat? Regardless of whether they are in the army or the police, there are many people wearing big-brimmed hats.

But in the platoon leader's opinion, he had never seen the big-brimmed hats of this group of puppet soldiers.

What's the point of throwing that hat away? You can't see it clearly from a distance, but when you pick it up, you can see that the hat cover is made like the sole of a shoe!

Nowadays, if you are in a first-tier city in China, that’s it, there are still sewing machines.

But where do sewing machines come from in rural Shandong?

Nowadays, China's industry is not good at it. The output of plastics, and of course celluloid nowadays, is limited, so where do plastic shoe soles come from in rural areas? Folk shoe soles are all so-called "thousand-layer soles".

That is to spread the cloth, apply paste on it, then stick a layer of cloth on it, and then apply a layer of paste on top. After making several layers, dry it in the sun, then cut it into the sole, and then use needles, threads, awls, etc. Sole.

Not to mention that the soles support the feet and wick away perspiration, but they are quite sturdy when used as a hat cover.

Just using the method of making shoe soles to make a hat cover is really weird!

It was precisely because he saw this that the platoon leader muttered again: "The big shot is big, but he doesn't look like a big official!"

"Where does all this nonsense come from? If you have the skills, go over there and kill so many people wearing big blocks. Show me!" Duan Cao said angrily.

The platoon leader fell silent.

Duan Chao then looked at the corpses that were beaten to death by Shang Zhen and the others.

The dead people, even though they were shot, died in various postures.

Duan Chao then saw a corpse lying on the ground with its lower hem lifted, revealing a section of its lower back.

"Huh?" He squatted down and touched the waistband of the dead body thoughtfully. Then he stood up and looked at another body.

Duan Chao just kept looking at the four corpses, and when he stood up, a smile appeared on his face: "Come here, take off all the long johns from these devils!

Oh, by the way, leave a better one for Shang Zhen! "

What was Shang Zhen doing at this time? Shang Zhen was still in the village, but he leaned against a corner and watched Lu Dahu's soldiers shuttle through the village as if he was nothing.

He did not take part in cleaning up the battlefield.

How many puppet soldiers entered the village in total?

All of them used rifles. It was impossible for the Japanese to give the standard rifles they used, that is, the 38-type rifles, to the puppet troops, so Shang Zhen knew that the puppet troops used them even without looking. Rifles made in China may even be made in Hanyang during the Qing Dynasty.

But right next to Shang Zhen, Liu Honglu was looking at the house diagonally opposite with a sly look.

Liu Honglu is also a typical Northeastern man in terms of body shape, and his face is also very upright, but at this time, his expression looks like a thief!

Liu Honglu's appearance naturally caught Shang Zhen's eyes. Shang Zhen suppressed the amusement in his heart and said seriously: "You are also a great hero who saves people, can you be more careful?"

"Hehe, um, hold it, hold it." Liu Honglu replied with a blush on his face.

Both of them stopped talking as if they had their own thoughts. At this time, on the other side of the corner where Shang Zhen and Liu Honglu were standing, two soldiers were also talking in a low voice.

"Why don't I think it was Old Liu who beat that Japanese devil to death?" one of the soldiers said. Emotional people are talking about Liu Honglu's hero saving the beauty.

"It wasn't Lao Liu who beat him to death, but you beat him to death?" the soldier next to him said dissatisfied.

"I didn't say I was the one who killed him." The first soldier replied dissatisfiedly, "I remember hearing that the gunshot was from a box cannon, but when Old Liu was on the roof of the house, he was holding a rifle."

"I didn't pay attention. I knew that there was only Lao Liu on the roof at that time. Who else could he be?" The soldier disagreed.

It's just that the two soldiers were talking, but they didn't notice that just at the other end of the corner, Shang Zhen moved the box cannon that was originally slung on the right side of his body in front of him, and then said as if it was not true. He turned around and walked to the side, leaning against the wall.

Liu Honglu followed Shang Zhen. His face, which had been sullen just now, now looked like a rooster's red comb.

The two of them walked along the wall for a few meters without saying anything, then turned a corner and hid in the corner of the other side of the house.

"I'm overthinking it. Once this battle starts, maybe the battalion commander will take us to move again." Liu Honglu, who has a dignified face that means "guo" and never speaks loudly but also has a sonorous voice, now speaks very quickly. It's like a mosquito humming.

His voice sounded calm, but it felt like there was a little bit of hope hidden in it.

Lu Dahu is still very good at fighting in their regiment, but this time it is said that he took the order from the brigade commander. You can make noise in this battlefield, but we are really just fighting, and we can't use real swords. What are you doing with a real gun?

In other words, too many people die, no!

Because of this, Lu Dahu just "wandered" on the battlefield with his battalion

"I didn't ask you to be a deserter." Shang Zhen answered in a serious tone. How could he not understand Liu Honglu's little thoughts.

Because of this, he took the initiative to "push" Liu Honglu to the front and become a hero after he killed the puppet soldier.

"Oh, I'm still overthinking it. I don't know if she is a widow. Besides, I might not be happy with it." Liu Honglu added in a broken voice.

Uh - well, what can Shang Zhen say? This time he stopped talking at all.

He can't say, if people don't like it, then so what? That's against military discipline!

At least after the Northeast Army went into exile in the pass, Shang Zhen had never heard of such a bad thing happening in the Northeast Army!

But at this moment, Lu Dahu's loud voice sounded at the entrance of the alley, "What are you throwing? Our people are beating Li Tantou's group of bandits?"

Damn it, our Northeast gangsters will be attacked by Shandong thieves next, and this time we really have to fight with them! "

Shang Zhen really didn't understand why Lu Dahu really didn't run away, but wanted to fight Li Tantou's puppet army.

But he understood that Liu Honglu, the bitch, must be happy.

There are three conditions, one is that the person is a widow, the other is that the person is willing, and the prerequisite for these two conditions is that Lu Dahuying will not run away because of this battle!

Just when Lu Dahu was noisily planning to take the boys from the Northeast gang to meet the Shandong thieves, a thin figure slipped out from the yard where the puppet troops had previously kidnapped hostages. That was the little Taoist priest Qingfeng Li.

And when he saw Shang Zhen and Liu Honglu, he lowered his voice and said, "Sir, she is really a widow. She said she had prepared wine for the evening, and she wanted to invite the Northeastern brother who saved her daughter to drink!"

Shang Zhen no longer cared about what Liu Honglu looked like, but a feeling of self-blame suddenly surged in his heart.

What am I doing? Does it feel like it does the same thing as the big teapot in the kiln shop?

This matter is so outrageous, I won’t be able to tell it even to death!