Red Alert: From the Anti-Japanese War to the Founding of a Country Overseas and the Becoming an Empe

Wei Junlin smiled and nodded at the wealthy young lady named Wen Xin outside.

I just feel that the other person is just a passing visitor, and maybe the two of them will never meet again in their lifetime.

I made a joke with her just now, just because she is docile and good-looking, just like a little kitten.

When the convoy disappeared in front of everyone in the caravan.

There were many corpses of caravan guards on the ground. The old man wearing glasses asked them to bury them on the spot. It was better to do this than to have their corpses eaten by wild beasts when they were out.

And Wen Wen, who was wearing a white coat and skirt, always looked towards the direction where the motorcade was leaving.

"Miss, you don't have a crush on that officer, do you?"

The old man wearing glasses was the steward of the caravan. Seeing Wenxin looking like he was in love, he asked curiously.

"No... no."

The warmth was like an electric shock, and I was speechless.

She said that, but the look on her face gave her away.

His face was so red that it reached the root of his neck, which made the old housekeeper recognize the situation at a glance, but he just didn't reveal it.

"Judging from the equipment of those people, they are most likely the German Arms Troops of the Central Army. When our caravan completes this transaction, we will ask the young masters in the army for information after we return, and we will thank them in person. "

The old housekeeper had a kind face and said to Wen Xin.

"it is good."

Wen Wen's eyes suddenly seemed to be shining, and he nodded like a fool, with a happy face.

……

Wei Jun is coming here.

Originally, the convoy could reach its destination, Weiwu Town, this evening.

But at night, there was heavy rain, thunder and lightning, and there were landslides on the road ahead, and the falling mudslides blocked the road.

As a result, the convoy had to stop moving forward and returned to the door of an Orion house that it had just passed. It planned to take shelter from the rain and take a rest for the night. After the rain had passed and the weather cleared, it would then set off for its destination.

After the three trucks stopped outside the fence, a Red Police Special Forces soldier got out of the truck first, opened his umbrella, and came to the car door near Wei Junlin.

Wei Junlin opened the car door and got out of the car. A Red Police Special Forces soldier held an umbrella so that not a drop of rain fell on Wei Junlin's hair.

The other Red Police special forces soldiers all wore black raincoats and stepped out of the car one after another. These raincoats were bought on the road in case of emergencies, and they come in handy now.

"Is anyone here? We'd like to stay one night."

Wei Junlin stood outside the walled door and shouted to the people inside.

Suddenly, the house lit up with fire, and a man came out with a shotgun. When he saw more than thirty people standing outside, and they were all equipped with weapons, he immediately put away the shotgun and put it back into the house, and then went out to take Wei Jun Lin and his party were invited into the house.

When Wei Junlin took out five yuan as accommodation fee, the man smiled from ear to ear and immediately asked his wife to boil hot water and prepare to make steamed buns for Wei Junlin and his party to eat.

But he was rejected by Wei Junlin. Firstly, he was afraid of bothering others, and secondly, he was worried that there would be something wrong with the food made by others. When you go out, you have to be careful.

"No need to bother. There is food in the car. My subordinates will go to the kitchen to cook it later."

Wei Junlin said kindly.

This time I went out and brought a lot of food with me, all of which I bought in the market.

"Alright."

The man smiled and nodded, quite honestly.

At this time, a little girl came out of the house.

The hostess quickly took the little girl into her arms and introduced with a smile to Wei Junlin: "This is my daughter, Ruru."

"Kid, how old are you this year?"

Wei Junlin said with a kind face.

"Five years old."

The little girl named Ruru responded with a sweet voice.

"You're so good. Uncle, I have maltose here. I'll give it all to you."

Wei Junlin took out a small bag of maltose from his pocket. He had bought it at the market before and had nothing to eat on the way.

"Thank you uncle."

The little girl stepped forward and accepted the maltose, not forgetting to thank Wei Junlin.

The male owner of the room asked Wei Junlin politely: "Sir, where are you planning to go?"

"Wei Wuzhen."

Wei Junlin said concisely and comprehensively.

"It's not peaceful there now. The guards of Weiwu Town and the bandits of Heishan Village have been fighting for almost half a month."

The male host started chatting with Wei Junlin.

Immediately, Wei Junlin learned some specific information from the male host.

Heishanzhai was a group of bandits based in Heishan. There were thousands of them. Because they wanted to interfere in Weiwuzhen's business, they fought with the guards of Weiwuzhen.

But the guards in Weiwuzhen were not easy to mess with. There were more than [-] people and more than [-] guns, making the two sides indistinguishable in the past half month.

After Wei Junlin learned this piece of information, he silently made a decision in his heart, that is, to help his clansmen and destroy this black mountain village that did not know whether to live or die.

The next day.

It rained and it was fine.

After Wei Junlin and his party finished breakfast, they were ready to continue their journey to their destination.

Before leaving, the little girl Ruru reluctantly held Wei Junlin's hand. Wei Junlin thought the little girl was so cute, so he asked someone to take down all the sweets in the car and give them all to Ruru.

"Wow, that's a lot of food."

Ruru's eyes suddenly lit up, her face beaming with excitement.

Later, after Wei Junlin said goodbye to Ruru and his family, he took the car and continued to his destination.

Until around one o'clock in the afternoon, the convoy reached a mountainside. Wei Junlin saw through the car window that a few kilometers below, there was a town with tens of thousands of people.

And this is Wei Wuzhen, the ancestral home of Wei Junlin.

But in the last life, since the Chinese army was defeated in the Battle of Wucheng, it didn't take long for Wei Wuzhen to be massacred by the Japs, and a large number of tribesmen died tragically under the Japs' butcher's knives.

Coming back this time, Wei Junlin secretly swore in his heart.

We must save the lives of our great grandfather and his clan members.

And he raised a second-class army of his own in Weiwu Town.

When the time comes, he and his Red Police Army will participate in the Battle of Wucheng three months later and rewrite the tragic fate of the tribesmen.