The War of Resistance

"Which students?" Shang Zhen asked casually, but his eyes wandered among the people watching the excitement on their side of the road.

"Which other students are there?" Old Mao Wang asked back.

"Oh." Shang Zhen responded, and only then did he realize who Old Mao Wang was talking about, and then he said disapprovingly, "There is no such thing as a coincidence."

When Shang Zhen said this, Old Mao Wang remained silent, that's right, there is no such thing as a coincidence.

Although Wang Laomao and Shang Zhen didn't mention who those students were? But they all knew in their hearts that even when Shang Zhen thought of those students, the appearance of those students still appeared in front of his eyes.

The one with the round face who always smiles is Li Yajuan, and the one who looks pretty and aloof is Leng Xiaozhi.

The one wearing a pair of small round glasses is Liu Wentai, oh, there is another one named Zhang Xiaoyan, as for the others, Shang Zhen can't remember clearly if he doesn't see him.

Oh, by the way, before leaving, Li Yajuan wrote herself a letter to pray for your well-being.

The letter did work.

When he broke out that time, he faked the letter paper as intelligence, which fooled the Japanese army for a while.

But in the end that letter didn't know where it went, and now it must have become a part of the earth under the wind, rain and sun.

When those students just separated from Shang Zhen and the others, Shang Zhen and the others naturally remembered it, but as time went by, the memory gradually faded away.

From Shang Zhen's point of view, those few students were like passers-by A and B, like strange soldiers who came from north to south to fight side by side. Running west and east, there is a vast sea of ​​people, not to mention the dead, even the living, and it is basically impossible to see each other again.

The world is so big, the possibility of seeing those students again is really too small, and Old Mao Wang just mentioned it in passing.

"Down with Japanese imperialism", "Unite and unite with the outside world", "Unite with sincerity, fight back to your hometown", the voices of slogans are getting closer and closer.

The line of students was quite long, and Shang Zhen couldn't figure out how many of these male and female students were there, but there were always some who were out of the hundred meters.

At this time, Shang Zhen saw that his group of people also pretended to be watching the excitement in twos and threes, mixing among the passers-by.

Most of them pretended not to know each other after meeting Shang Zhen's eyes, but Dudu Qiu Bo shook his head behind Shang Zhen and pointed with the tip of his chin.

Shang Zhen glanced back subconsciously, at this moment he saw a group of people appearing at the fork in the road behind him.

That group of people dressed like passers-by, but Shang Zhen felt the difference.

This situation is like the reason why Shang Zhen didn't put his thirty or so people together, that's because after all, too many young people will be eye-catching when they gather together.

And what about that guy? There were more than 20 people standing together, some of them seemed to be talking, and the people next to them seemed to be listening.

At this time, Shang Zhen saw that the leader took out a pocket watch and glanced at it.

At this moment, Shang Zhen's mind turned rapidly again.

Judging from the current behavior of this group of people, it is very abnormal. They still look at their pocket watches. Do they want to act in unison?

The age of the twenty or so people, the oldest at the most, was thirty years old. Although they were all Chinese at first glance, Shang Zhen could see the vicious temperament in their eyes.

Shang Zhen then turned his head to look at Qiu Bo and smacked softly at Qiu Bo. Qiu Bo ignored the parading students and walked forward from the passers-by, but he was sticking to the buildings on the side of the road. Go around behind that group of people.

Shang Zhen was the leader of their group, and when he made a move, the others were watching from the crowd, so everyone pretended to be nonchalant and headed towards Shang Zhen.

It's just that something happened that made Shang Zhen dumbfounded.

It's fine if you talk about others, but Hu Zhuzi strode towards him like a bull.

Hu Zhuzi originally had broad shoulders and a broad back, but with a sway of his shoulders, a passerby next to him hit him with a "Oh my god!"

As far as his temperament is concerned, how can he look like a plainclothes man? It was like going to the battlefield to fight with bayonets!

At this time, Qian Chuan'er next to him also noticed, and rushed up, and put his arms around Hu Zhuzi's neck, not knowing what he was doing in Hu Zhuzi's ear, Hu Zhuzi restrained the tiger The tiger has the momentum of the wind.

Shang Zhen turned his head and continued to monitor the group of people, but just as he turned his head back, he heard a sound of "listen" suddenly coming from behind, and in this sound, the line of students behind was in chaos, and there was a woman The students screamed.

But just when Shang Zhen was about to take action, he suddenly heard "Tao" again, and the students behind him became even more chaotic, shouting everywhere, even passers-by.

Shang Zhen and Wang Laomao turned around and looked back, and they heard the sound of "listen" and "Tao" behind them, wasn't it just the movement of the second kick? It rang out one after another, and the students behind ran around, and the whole street was already in chaos.

Affected by the movement behind them, all of their gang who were approaching Shang Zhen also ran back.

Could the real attack be behind? While Shang Zhen was thinking about it, Old Mao Wang suddenly said in a low voice, "It's the second kicker!"

Two kicks?

With Wang Laomao's reminder, Shang Zhen came to his senses at will. Isn't the sound of "listening" and "Tao" just the movement of Er Kijiao? Putting two kicks into the crowd is a bad way to destroy.

But at this moment, Shang Zhen also heard the scream of a female student behind him.

He hurriedly turned around again, and at this moment, he saw that the group who had been staying at the fork in the road had rushed over.

Those guys originally seemed to be thieves, but now they have a fierce look on their faces, and they already have more guys in their hands.

what guy? The rectangular one can still be grasped by hand, it turned out to be a brick!

"Tune the tiger away from the mountain! Not good!" Shang Zhen blurted out.

It can't really be blamed on Shang Zhen's slow reaction, it's really because they did their calculations mentally and unintentionally, they were just passive caretakers.

He had also thought about what he would do if he were the troublemaker, and if the students were marching.

He always felt that the difficulty of making trouble was not small, just because when the students marched, there must be policemen following them.

Now Tianjin is in the hands of the people from the Northeast, that is to say. The highest person in charge is the commander of the 17th Army. No matter how you say it, your own people will turn to your own people. The police will definitely protect the students, even if those policemen are local Tianjin people.

But when Wang Laomao reminded that it was the second kicker, Shang Zhen finally realized that the group of people who wanted to make trouble was trying to use the second kicker to attract the police to the back, but the real attack was at the front of the team, It's here for me!

Shang Zhen reached out to touch his satchel, but stopped when he touched the gun.

Don't be impulsive at this time.

This is a downtown area. If the gunshots were fired on one side, then if they accidentally injured the common people, they would all be held accountable.

Of course, if this group of people pull out their guns first and shoot at the students, and they raise their guns in self-defense, that's another story, but do this group of people have the guts to do so?

When assigning tasks, Shang Zhen had repeatedly emphasized to his people not to shoot unless absolutely necessary, especially for aunts like Hu Zhuzi.

But at this time, how could he hesitate? Seeing this, bricks flew into the middle of the students, and some students couldn't dodge and were hit on the head with blood streaming down.

"Come on! If you can't shoot, you have to stop it!" At this time, Old Mao Wang gave a low shout.