The War of Resistance

What finally broke the veterans' silence was because someone came.

The position where Mr. Wang was sitting was at the northernmost point of their group, so people coming from the north would have to pass by him first.

Mr. Wang's mind was filled with little dustpans. Smoking became a subconscious action for him, so much so that he threw more than ten cigarette butts at his feet, and he didn't pay attention to anyone coming from a distance.

Until the person from far away walked up to him and suddenly said: "I wonder what the little dustpan is like?"

It turned out to be a female voice.

Little dustpan has become a taboo in Mr. Wang's heart. He was already suffocated because of the little dustpan, and Ma Erhuzi had spoken harshly to him earlier, so he heard the female voice mention the little dustpan. Shi Bian suddenly turned his head and glared, he was about to curse again.

But when he saw the person coming, his eyes widened, but he didn't curse.

Because there were not only one but three people coming, and those three were all women. Those three women happened to be Ju Hongxia, Gao Yuyan and Su Ya.

Just the glare from Mr. Wang made the three women tremble. Mr. Wang himself didn't even know that his eyes were red now.

It's just that Ma Erhuzi's eyes were red because he was crying, but his eyes were red because he was holding his breath!

The little dustpan holds a very important position in the hearts of veterans like them. The relationship between Mr. Wang and the little dustpan is different from others, at least in Mr. Wang’s opinion.

Mr. Wang is old, and Dustpan is old enough to be his son.

I remember that when Mr. Wang liked Little Dustpan, he wanted to let Little Dustpan become his godson.

But the weird and naughty little dustpan insisted on recognizing Mr. Wang as his father-in-law. This incident made Mr. Wang's old face completely embarrassed.

But he likes it, but Old Man Wang still likes Little Dustpan. Maybe he really doesn’t like Little Dustpan if he doesn’t have such a naughty and mischievous character!

So the three women who came over at this time saw Wang Laomao's appearance. How could he not be scared when his eyes were red?

However, Ju Hongxia, who was Mr. Wang's little wife, was the first to react. Although her heart was pounding, she still asked: "You are so fierce, you scare Ala's little heart to death!"

Ju Hongxia has been hanging out with Northeastern people for a long time, and now she speaks a mixture of Shanghainese and Northeastern dialects. She doesn't know how she came up with such a sentence.

However, these words finally brought Mr. Wang back to reality. Only then did he realize that his fierce look might have frightened the three women.

So, he could only turn his head back with a "Ouch" and stood up, but before he could stand up, he said "Ouch" again and sat down on the ground again.

It turned out that he had been squatting and smoking for too long, and his legs and feet had become numb without him knowing it, but he only felt uncomfortable when he moved.

Ju Hongxia hurriedly stepped forward to pull Mr. Wang's hat, but at this time, the three women never asked about the little dustpan. Although these three women were smart, they were definitely not stupid.

However, at this time, the appearance of these three women had already fallen into the eyes of the soldiers not far away.

Chu Tian originally wanted to come to find his female student Su Ya, but when he thought about Mr. Wang being there, he felt dizzy and refused to come.

"Oh, I really hope nothing happens to the little dustpan!" Chen Hanwen whispered.

The veterans glanced at Chen Hanwen but did not answer. What Chen Hanwen said was the common sentiment of everyone, and no one argued with him.

"Alas." Chu Tian was the only one who could answer Chen Hanwen's words.

“Our group is actually quite capable of fighting.

We are very good at fighting and are very clever at not being tough with the little devils, so we have survived until now.

But so what? This is such a cruel war. Death is absolute, but surviving is relative.

You see, there must have been 200,000 of our Northeastern Army when they entered the customs, but how many are left now?

Only a few puppet troops surrendered, and more died on the battlefield.

So, it’s just us, I’m not specifically talking about the little dustpan, it’s me, it’s everyone, who knows who will survive in the end? "

What Chu Tian said was true. The veteran who heard him remained silent, but Hu Zhuzi stopped.

Just when Hu Zhuzi was about to say something, Qian Chuan'er pulled his hand and pointed at him.

When Hu Zhuzi looked up, he saw Gao Yuyan and Su Ya coming over.

Hu Zhuzi snorted and said nothing more.

In Hu Zhuzi's view, good men don't like fighting with women, so it's not his business to belittle other men in front of their wives.

"Who is this? Why is Shang Zhen going?" Gao Yuyan spoke at this time.

"The boss went out by himself and didn't let us follow him." Qian Chuan'er replied.

Gao Yuyan said "Oh". In fact, she wanted to ask how the little dustpan was doing, but seeing all the soldiers looking listless, she had a bad feeling in her heart but she didn't ask.

It seemed that something must have happened to the little dustpan. Now that Shang Zhen was out alone, he must not let anything happen. Gao Yuyan also became depressed.

At this time, Shang Zhen had already appeared in the southeast of Xiaobengbu Town.

He was leaning on his arms and looking at the blue sky, but what he was thinking about was what if the little dustpan survived.

Shang Zhen was the leader of their team. When he learned that Xiaodingtun, Guan Tiedou, Hulu and Guman were blocked by the Japanese army in the ruins of the town, Shang Zhen was thinking about what might happen. Is there anyone among them who survives? What if one of them is facing the siege of the Japanese army and they just lack one of their own to help them? What if——

Therefore, he was unwilling to give up. Because of his unwillingness, he divided his team into three groups and guarded the three directions of the town, waiting for the eventuality.

Don't tell me, he was really here. If he hadn't divided the labor like this, they would never have been able to rescue Gu Man.

However, although Gu Man's news gave him the exact news that Guan Tiedou and Hulu were killed in battle, it also gave him even more worrying news. Xiao Dustpan's life and death were still unknown.

The voice of reason told him that Little Dustpan must have been killed.

But another voice was fighting, what if the little dustpan didn't die! What if others thought that there was no hope for the four of them, but wouldn't he also lead someone to rescue Gu Man? What if I save the little dustpan again?

In his heart, Shang Zhen did not accept the fact or inference that Xiao Dustpan had been killed.

He didn't even have to close his eyes, the image of a small dustpan would appear in front of his eyes.

Little Dustpan was killed.

The little dustpan that the veterans watched grow up was killed in battle.

The little Dustpan who chased and joined the gang because Er Jiuzi gave him, a kid from the forest team, some food, was killed in battle.

The weird little dustpan who refused to be the godson of Mr. Wang but insisted on being his son-in-law was killed in battle.

This is something Shang Zhen cannot accept under any circumstances.

People's emotions can be contagious to each other.

When they learned that Little Dustpan's life and death were unknown and everyone actually believed that he had been killed in action, the veterans were in dead silence, and Mr. Wang was so heartbroken that he was so heartbroken.

Shang Zhen knew at that time that he could no longer stay with the big guy. If he stayed with the big guy, he would definitely get angry and drag the big guy to find the Japanese to settle accounts with him. Who cares? Dead or alive!

However, that is not possible. In that case, the small dustpan may really be in vain.

So, he took advantage of his privilege as the leader and went out on his own without letting anyone follow him.

If the little dustpan is still alive, he hopes he can find the one in case. If the little dustpan is dead, then he will kill the little devil to vent his anger!