The War of Resistance

"Stop, you little thieves, do you know who owns these bamboos? How dare you disturb Tai Sui?" Someone yelled and chased forward.

"I said, I said you should be careful, are they a group of people?" There was another person chasing after him panting.

He didn't dare not chase her, just because the master was watching from the turret of the compound.

Most of the bamboo stack was gone, and had been snatched away by the refugees.

At least those in the compound thought those people were refugees, although they couldn't figure out what the refugees who came over were doing to steal the bamboo from their owners' houses if they weren't just eating.

The two servants chased each other one after another, and soon they rounded a hill and disappeared from the sight of the master's house.

"These refugees are getting bolder and bolder. They are stealing and robbing!" said a man who looked like a butler next to the host's house.

The host responded noncommittally with a gloomy expression.

Their family was the richest in the town. The courtyard had a big wall and a turret at the corner.

While the owner was still in the house, the man on duty at the corner tower came in a panic and reported that there were refugees robbing their bamboos.

And when the owner climbed onto the turret, he saw that the bamboo stacks stored outside the compound had been almost torn apart in half!

"Have Hu Laoliu and the others come back?" After a while, the master asked after seeing his two servants disappearing behind the hill without any movement.

"Master, we have sent someone to notify them." The housekeeper replied quickly, and then he stood on the turret, holding on to the railings with his hands while stretching his head and looking back.

"Oh, sir, you're back, you're back, our people are back!" The housekeeper retracted his neck and said hurriedly.

The Japanese army occupied the city of Nanjing. Fortunately, the son of this family surrendered and became a puppet soldier to plead with the Japanese army. In addition, the location of this town was not important, so the Japanese army only sent people to take a look and left. .

The master heard from his son’s men that the streets were covered in blood from the people killed by the Japanese army in Nanjing.

It was not easy to protect one's family property in these troubled times, so he organized a nursing team of more than 20 people to clean up the refugees who had fled here every day.

Logically speaking, he could have driven away these refugees with guns, but he felt that it was a pity to drive away the refugees. Anyway, he was close to the Japanese, and then he would be able to take all these refugees into his own territory. If you have a good name, the work will be a lot of hard work!

But who would have thought that those refugees today would be so bold as to tear up the bamboo stacks in their own homes? But he just took this opportunity to kill the leading refugee to establish his authority.

After hearing the butler say that one of his people was back, a cold smile finally appeared on the host's face.

He saw his men running past the wall beneath him with rifles, broadswords, and red-tasseled guns, so he also walked down the turret, and his housekeeper hurriedly followed.

He is a difficult man to serve. At best, he dares to do what others don’t dare to do. Otherwise, he would not have won such a large share of the family property. At worst, he is self-willed. Such a master is making trouble. Even if you get angry and resentful, you will still insist on having your own way.

The host walked out of the courtyard with his hands behind his back and walked toward the hill in front of him. Even though he was walking very fast with his hands behind his back, the housekeeper followed behind with his waist hunched and small steps.

And at this time, two gunshots "pop" and "pop" came from the hill in front, and the host moved forward without being afraid.

Only his family had guns. What was so scary about the sound of the gunfire? It was probably because his men fired to scare the refugees or simply to show their authority.

"Those poor bastards, if we catch them this time, let them kneel in front of the master's house as a warning to others!" The housekeeper panted and followed all the way without forgetting to give advice to his master.

And the master also had this intention. He was always cunning and cunning. The butler had followed the master when his father was still alive, but he understood his master's intentions best.

Yes, let those poor guys kneel in rows in front of their homes! That’s what the host thought.

Finally, the two of them rounded the hill.

After going around the hill, the two of them actually saw rows of people kneeling in front of them, while the people next to them were looking at them with guns.

But at this moment, the two masters and servants who came after them were stunned, because they saw that the people kneeling on the ground were all their people, and the man next to them holding a gun and wearing tattered clothing was... It's a refugee!

"Ouch!" What he saw was not what he expected, and the housekeeper shouted.

At that moment, the host felt that his mind had gone blank. He reacted faster than his old butler. Not only did he see his own people kneeling there, he also saw the hands of those who were watching him. There are short guns like box cannons, but his family doesn’t have short guns!

its not right! The owner didn't know what he was thinking, so he turned around and ran away.

However, at this time, someone was pointing a gun at him on the slope of the hill behind him.

He knew that gun. He had heard his son say that the gun was called a flower machine. There were many holes on the barrel for heat dissipation, and it clicked like a machine gun when it fired!

"Heroes, fellow heroes, we have something to discuss!" The master didn't dare to move when he saw the weapon used by the other party, but his butler was also loyal and brave, and actually took a step forward and blocked the opponent with himself. Point the gun at the master.

"Second uncle!" The host called his housekeeper.

The so-called second uncle means that the second uncle of the family is not the second uncle of the family, but he knows to rush forward at the critical moment. That is really not the second uncle of the family, but he is better than the second uncle of the family.

But he didn't know that his housekeeper was not afraid of death or wanted to protect him, but he just followed the two of them. He was extraordinarily discerning, but it had become an instinctive reaction!

"Are you the master of this family?" At this time, the man holding the flower trap spoke.

At this time, the master and servant saw that the man holding the gun was not young, and his face had more wrinkles than the face of the housekeeper who was in his fifties!

"I, I'm not - this is our master!" The housekeeper waved his hands hurriedly and handed over his master directly.

The master is complaining in his heart, why are you giving me away now? It's obvious that these refugees are not ordinary people. Have you ever seen refugees using flower traps and box cannons?

At the same time, he was still wondering why such a group of people appeared in such a remote place in his country.

But before he could think of a countermeasure, the person opposite had already scolded him: "You are either a master or a loser. You are doing nothing!"

After saying that, the flower machine in his hand just waved, and the butt of the gun hit the butler's neck.

I don't know how hard he used it, but the butler groaned and fell down when he hit the butt of the gun. He didn't move after falling, but it looked like he was not sure whether he was alive or dead.

At this moment, the host was dumbfounded again, and his calves were so frightened that they "jumped".

"Tie up these guys, and come with me to visit this master's house!" The man ordered loudly, and that man was Mr. Wang!