I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

When he woke up, it was three o'clock in the afternoon. Chen Feng stretched and his bones crackled. Was he still growing?

"Captain, please go to the conference room! The telegram is almost full."

Chen Feng turned his head to look at Song Zihan, and walked quickly towards the cave of the conference room. It shouldn't be anything important, otherwise he wouldn't be able to sleep at this time. Looking through the telegrams, they were all good news.

The Jiaolong Regiment returned to Qingdao safely without encountering any fighting.

Lu Feihu led the special operations battalion to the Dabie Mountains. The transaction was completed, and the gold bars were escorted back by two special operations platoons. Lu Feihu led the team to continue westward and would reach the east side of Yichang and go south along the mountains in two days. We had to be careful. We could cross the Japanese-occupied area, but we couldn't swim across the Yangtze River in the Japanese-occupied area. The risk was too great.

Each regiment that went down the mountain also gained something. The base was expanding steadily outward. The Japanese troops wiped out were not large-scale, and now they are too lazy to report.

There are some other news that are neither good nor bad. Xuzhou has received more troops. Not only Xuzhou, but Suqian in the south is also vigorously building city defenses. The troops around Jining are moving closer to Jining City. It seems that the Japanese have no intention of giving up.

"Captain, this is an urgent call from Li Ergou of the Holy Spear Group."

Just after I finished reading the telegram, Li Yunyan sent another one.

Chen Feng sneered as he looked at the telegram. The Japanese were very interesting. They actually sent people to the small town of Meilun to meet the leader of the Holy Spear. When he didn't meet the leader, he left a letter asking them to join them and build a sphere of co-prosperity together.

This time they are trying to win over, but next time they will probably threaten us, and then they will probably send troops next time. Chen Feng is not afraid of them sending troops, and it doesn't matter if all the small coastal towns are destroyed. It is just right to concentrate the residents in the Holy Spear City for unified management, which will facilitate post-war reconstruction in the future. But Chen Feng doesn't want to take the blame for the Corrupts, so what is coming must come to him, and Wang Hanqiang is still anxiously waiting for supplies in Pegu Mountain.

"Yunyan, call Li Ergou back and be perfunctory. Don't refuse, and don't agree. It's okay to ask for some support if there's a chance. There's no need to talk about loyalty with the Japanese. Once the houses in Shengqiang City are built, relocation should be accelerated. Explain the seriousness of the problem to the coastal residents, but try not to force them."

The scale of Holy Spear City is getting bigger and bigger. Looking down from the high mountains on three sides, there are new changes every day, but there are still no tall buildings. The fields in the north of the city are green and lush. People continue to reclaim land every day. The rushing river in the middle of the valley is blocked by small dams. The water from more than a dozen dams is diverted to the rice fields, ensuring that the rice fields have no worries about water.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Hulu got off work. He was wearing a clean white shirt, decent thin pants, with the shirt tucked into his belt. He was holding a small leather bag, looking calm and capable. However, he returned to normal after leaving the office yard, took off quickly, and rushed to his vegetable garden.

Yaya, mother and grandmother are busy in the vegetable garden. The cabbage seeds have been planted for more than ten days, and green sprouts have emerged. Little Hulu checks them every day, looking forward to the acre of cabbage growing and selling them.

The family was no longer short of money. My father had a high salary, and my grandfather also found a job as a cleaner. He patrolled the streets every day in a blue shirt. His salary was half of my father's. He left home before dawn and wandered around the streets carrying a bamboo basket on his back.

The new city has very strict requirements on hygiene, even a bit harsh. Habits are difficult to correct, so these inspectors are there to help people correct bad habits.

The house cannot be messy, there cannot be conspicuous garbage on the streets, and the channels for domestic sewage cannot be open-air. Whoever's door is blocked must deal with it. If it is dealt with too late and the sewage flows into the street, the residents' civilization star rating will drop.

Each family starts with five stars, and when all the stars are gone they will be forced to move out of Holy Spear City. The administrator has made it clear that this is for everyone's health and to reduce the incidence of disease, and everyone must strictly abide by it.

Of course, there are rises and falls. It is said that the maximum rise can be twenty stars. I heard that the benefits of twenty stars are terrifyingly high. A family can receive ten Singapore dollars every month without doing anything. One Singapore dollar is equivalent to a dollar!

Little Hulu approached the fields, stopped running and slowed down his rapid breathing. Now he was close to Mayor Chen. The Shen brothers had said that he should not show any unstable behavior in front of outsiders.

"Xiao Hulu, are you off work?"

"Uncle Chen, I just got off work. The radishes in your garden are growing so well!"

Seeing that Uncle Chen was having some difficulty carrying water, Xiao Hulu hurried forward and helped take the bucket without caring about the mud in the field.

"Uncle Chen, let me carry it for you!"

"Good boy, no, no, go and work in your fields! Uncle is just bored and refuses to admit his age, so he insists on carrying a whole bucket. Time is not forgiving."

Little Gourd helped Uncle Chen carry the water to the edge of the field, reminded him to be careful, and walked steadily towards his own vegetable field.

Chen Weiping looked at Xiaohulu and thought of his son who was far away in Mengshan. Compared with Xiaohulu's home, his son was too far away, and he didn't know when he could meet him again.

"Uncle, don't cook tonight. Caiyun's father got two bags of flour and asked me to make dumplings tonight. He specifically asked me to come to my house for dinner"!

Caiyunniang was carrying a bamboo basket filled with small cabbages, which looked green and pleasing to the eye.

Chen Weiping nodded in agreement. It had been a long time since he had eaten dumplings. There were two bottles of good wine at home. He took one bottle and tried the dumplings with Old Liu.

"Yaya, what are you doing?"

Seeing her gentle and refined brother, little Yaya ran over happily and threw herself into her brother's arms with her hands covered in dirt. Her brother was so scared that he became flustered, worried that his white shirt would be covered in dirt.

"Brother, I'm catching insects. Look, it's already eating vegetables at such a young age. It has eaten half of a small leaf."

Little Gourd put his sister down, said hello to his grandmother who was sitting on the ground to rest, and started to help his mother catch small insects. The good vegetable fields must not be damaged by small insects.

"Yaya, go catch bugs with your brother! Otherwise all the vegetables will be eaten by the bugs!"

Yaya raised her head and her face instantly brightened up. The person who spoke was her favorite teacher Liang.

"Hello, Teacher Liang. I'm going to catch bugs right now. I've been catching them just now, and my second brother is disturbing me."

Little Gourd stood up and greeted the teacher. In Holy Spear City, teachers are as respected as soldiers.

After Chen Weiping finished watering the carrots, he returned to his small yard with a hoe and a bucket on his back. He said hello to Grandpa Gourd who was patrolling outside the yard. The people next door were already chopping stuffing. Liu Minggui's loud voice was reminding them to put more meat in. Don't worry, it's a bit tiring to water the vegetables. He should wash his face and make a pot of tea to drink. The hotter the weather, the more you have to sweat, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable if you hold it in.

It was getting dark, and Xiao Hulu's family hurried home with their tools. Every adult was envious of Hulu when they saw him. Hulu's mother and grandmother were very proud. The fortune teller had predicted for the two brothers before Yaya was born, and said that both children would have great prospects.