I want to be a good person

"This is our Deputy Headmaster Xie."

"I am Zhao Jianguo, the manager of Simei Trading Company. I am here on the orders of my boss to deliver food, explosives and sugar to support the war of resistance."

"Sugar?"

"Yes, four bags."

"Good stuff. I've heard that your employer, Ms. Fan, is a heroic woman who is known as the Living Bodhisattva of the Concession. I've long admired your name. Thank you!"

"The boss said that with my humble reputation, I dare not pollute the ears of the anti-Japanese warriors. There are also some special supplies, please keep them for me, sir."

“Is this the Japanese’s gas mask?”

"Yes, but unfortunately there are not enough, so it is difficult to guarantee that everyone will have one. I am really sorry."

"More than 130 bodies are already very good. I think it was not easy. On behalf of the brothers, I want to thank you. The Japanese couldn't beat us, so they released poison gas. Many brothers suffered."

It shouldn't be easy, it's quite difficult to kill the Japanese.

Zhang Aiguo thought for a moment and continued.

"The Japanese will attack the warehouse in the next two days, and then the supplies will not be able to be transported in. We have so many people, and the boss said that we can't let the heroes bleed and cry, so we are willing to take out 8000 yuan in cash, give us resettlement expenses, and arrange for someone to send us back home."

"Ms. Fan is a righteous woman. You don't need that much. We have more than 400 people in our battalion. Ten dollars per person is the maximum."

"Don't worry, Chief Xie, please give me the address and Simei Commercial Bank will arrange for someone to deliver it, or you can find someone to take it back."

"Okay. Go, Adjutant Qu, tell the brothers the good news."

"Also, based on my understanding of the Japs, I have a reminder. Should I tell you?"

"Tell me, what can't you say?"

"The rifle flag bearer must be a sergeant, the level of our squad leader, the backbone of the team. We can find a sharpshooter to specialize in this type of person."

"Okay, that's a good idea."

When they came out of the Sihang Warehouse, Japanese planes flew overhead. The biplanes flapped their wings and were unable to drop bombs, so the soldiers quickly used anti-aircraft guns to drive them away.

If those who provide firewood and fire for the crowd are left to freeze to death in the wilderness, what will happen to those who come after them?

How to avoid feeling disappointed?

Zhang Aiguo has been rushing around delivering supplies, arms, and warmth, doing his best and leaving the rest to fate.

Whenever possible, try to clear up the numbers of the Japanese materials. Once they are discovered by the Japanese, any clues will cause trouble.

What worries the officers and soldiers of the Sihang Warehouse is how to escape from the custody of the concession. It is a bit difficult to do so. We can't really treat the Japanese as easy targets!

The weather was hazy and thick fog was rising from the river. Zhang Aiguo was strolling leisurely along the beach.

Jinshanwei in Hangzhou Bay, one of the four famous guards in the Ming Dynasty, has only the second battalion and the first company of the 12nd Division guarding the 62-kilometer-long seawall. In addition, the artillery batteries have been in disrepair for a long time, and the soldiers are fed up with empty salaries and their blood is drained. Even a sinkhole cannot be filled with one person.

Zhang Aiguo came in openly and no one questioned him. The villagers did not take it seriously, always thinking that the war was far away and they would not guard against the Japanese spies. As long as they were given money and supplies, not only would they live in peace, but they would also actively provide information and help.

The Japanese are a country that relies heavily on espionage. Intelligence gathering is an instinctive habit of their lives and is difficult to guard against.

The route the Japanese took to attack Shanxi at this time was the same route that Yan Laoxi's classmate Sakagami Seishirō took to visit him.

Walking along the coast, we did not find any suspicious spies. Perhaps the Japanese had already completed all the surveying and investigation and were making the final decision.

“Are you here to travel?”

"Yes, come and travel and take a look."

Zhang Aiguo changed his accent to have a little bit of his fucking Concord accent.

"Some time ago, many people came from several villages around us. They have the same accent as you. They stayed for more than ten days before leaving. Do you want to hire me?"

"how much is it?"

"10 French francs a day!"

"Your hiring fee is not cheap!"

"This is the market price. We charge 10 French francs. Did you see that?"

A young man raised the cigarette box in his hand.

"The foreign cigarettes they gave me were light-flavored and quite pleasant to smoke."

"Me too."

No need to look closely, those are the Japanese cigarettes.

Zhang Aiguo took out a box of Laodao cigarettes and handed it over.

"Are they all gone?"

"Will you hire me? No, I'm leaving."

Think about good things every day, and come here when you have free time to try your luck.

"I hire you."

"10 French francs a day, that's a sure thing."

"it is good."

"Well, do you want to stay at our house?"

Zhang Aiguo felt the humidity in the air and lowered his head to think.

“Those people also lived in our house before, and there are several people living in the surrounding villages.”

Seeing that Zhang Aiguo was a little hesitant, the young man hurriedly promoted his idea and gave examples to illustrate his point.

"Row."

"One French dollar a day."

"can."

"Then come with me."

In 1937, the largest denomination of the legal tender was 500 yuan, and the circulation volume was twice that of 1936. 100 yuan of legal tender could buy two cows. The excessive issuance of currency led to inflation, which gave wings to dreams. The more zeros there were, the less valuable the currency was.

Business in the concession has been stopped and only accepts dollars. As long as it is dollars, no matter how much the dollar is, you can still make money.

The village is not big, with only thirty or forty households.

There were some seafood drying in the yard, and the fishy smell filled my nose.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, the young man shouted loudly: "Dad and Mom, I brought guests back, just like before."

"You are really capable."

"welcome."

The man of the house, wearing a pair of rubber shoes, hurried out with excitement on his face.

"Please come in and sit down."

"The previous people also lived in our house. You don't have to worry about food and drink. You will definitely be satisfied."

On an octagonal table lies the family’s only electrical appliance, a flashlight.

Seeing Zhang Aiguo's eyes, the male host smiled naively and said, "It was given by our guests before, and they also bought a lot of pickled fish from us."

"Really? Excuse me, it's our first meeting, please take care of me."

"Are you in the same group as before? Your accents seem similar, always so polite."

Kind-hearted Chinese people have forgotten about the Japanese pirates' harassment of our borders. No one wants to tell the story of the farmer and the snake. If you let the wolf into the house, disaster will be imminent and you won't know it yet.

"I'll pay first and stay for three or four days."

A 100-yuan French franc was placed on the table.

"Young man, what did the person before you ask you to do?"

"I'm a good swimmer, so he asked me to measure the depth of the water and feel how fast the water is flowing."

"All done?"

"Isn't there an old saying? Take money from others and help them get rid of their misfortunes."

Yes, when you help others to eliminate small disasters, you may bring about bigger disasters!

Why do people do this?

There is no sense of belonging or identity in my heart.

The National Government has no credibility. It is a huge makeshift troupe, with one person taking over and the other taking over, all admiring their own performances!

Zhang Aiguo couldn't help but think of the floods and droughts in 1942. In the early days, the Japanese relied on a few bags of grain to bribe the victims. Unfortunately, any deal with the devil must be paid back.

"What do you want to eat for lunch?"

"Are there any chickens?"

"I'll go buy one from my neighbor. They have seven or eight chickens."

The other party agreed, but was slow to move.

“Oh, it’s money.”

"Thank you."

"Agen, what else did you do?"

"See if there are any reefs? How long is the shoal? How soft is it during high and low tide?"

"Look, they left this for us."

"Flare gun?"

"He set a time with us and shot it up into the sky."

"By the way, did you also ask how many troops are there on our side?"

"how many people?"

“There are very few who would even rob us of our things without paying us.

"Have you reported any suspicious circumstances to them?"

"How dare we? We have no time to hide from them. They don't pay for things we buy and often collect donations and grain from the village."

"Ugh!"

Since ancient times, those who win the hearts of the people will win the world, and those who lose their way will have few supporters!