I want to be a good person

During the road break, trucks and motorcycles need to refuel.

The oil in the space cannot be easily revealed, so one can only look for the enemy's replenishment or a roadside gas station.

"Sir, why did you let them go?"

Chang Youcai felt that all traitors should be killed, which he did not understand.

"There are endless traitors to kill, just like corrupt officials. If that's the case, it's better to let them stay in office. At least they won't make a fuss when they take office, which will only make the people suffer and be tossed around in various ways."

"Besides, we are not soldiers anymore. We have to follow the rules of the underworld. They paid us protection money."

"The commander is just thinking of playing the long game and catching the big fish, saving it for later."

Zhang Aiguo looked at Gao Deli with admiration. The name was not wrong.

When the Japanese surrendered, the Kuomintang officers rushed to take over and made a fortune.

The rich have fields and lanes all over the place, while the poor have no place to stand!

Capital is bloodthirsty. If its expanding ambitions cannot be curbed, all that will result is monopoly.

The most terrifying thing is the invisible hand behind the capital, which may be our opposite, slowly destroying the jobs of ordinary people and eventually forming an imperial power that has nothing to do with us!

"Sir, there's not much gas left."

The Japanese are an oil-poor country. As a tiny island country with an area of ​​less than 40 square kilometers, resources are extremely scarce. Their oil resources come from the sale of Britain and the United States, and they will not be used indiscriminately.

"Is there any Japanese fuel storage point nearby?"

"I haven't heard of it."

"It shouldn't be. The enemy's fuel supply won't be too far away. Let's move forward."

"it is good."

In the distant valley, there are barbed wire fences, wolfhounds, machine gun bunkers, and searchlights all around. You can stop after walking for a while and observe the surroundings with a telescope.

I don’t know if it’s the Japanese’s simple oil depot.

"puff"

Zhang Aiguo jumped off the front of the car and spat on the ground, as if a flying insect had flown into his mouth.

I should learn from Sun Wukong and get into the stomach to do something, so that the Japanese will be worried about me.

"You can take a look too."

Handing over a telescope, a few people laughed and climbed onto the front of the car one after another, stood on the cockpit, and looked in the direction Zhang Aiguo was pointing.

"Sir, we are so lucky!"

Chang Youcai said this with a smile, a cigarette between his lips.

"That's just the commander's luck. It has nothing to do with you."

Tao Youju teased.

"The commander is lucky, just like us. What's the difference?"

Chang Youcai didn't mind at all. It was good to follow his superior. It had only been a short time. He could live a comfortable life by eating a small yellow croaker and even fight the Japanese.

Zhang Aiguo felt that this little flattery was pleasing to the eye, a typical flattery that hit the spot. Being an official, he enjoyed all the pleasures that power brought, which made people unable to stop.

"Let's go and try."

The gas tank is empty. If we really can't find it, it's just a coincidence that a barrel of gasoline suddenly appears.

There were a row of no-smoking warning signs, a tall sentry tower with a machine gun.

The Japs had a different spirit. After all, those who were not afraid of death were a minority. When they saw the truck coming, they didn't even move the railings. There were iron barricades inside, but fortunately they were not Czech hedgehogs.

Zhang Aiguo stepped off the motorcycle and went forward to negotiate.

"A hand pass is not enough. You need a special pass and a supply list."

The sentry returned the certificate and said stiffly.

"We are a temporary recruit. Our vehicle is out of gas. Can we fill up first and refill it for you later?"

"No."

"Why can't this be compromised?"

"Don't think we are a weak division."

The sentinels have a very tough attitude. The use of resources such as gasoline and diesel requires special approval.

The wolfhound kept barking and making a move to pounce.

During the conversation, Zhang Aiguo discovered that there were only oil drums inside, no oil storage tanks, and the storage area was far away from the camp.

Just as I was thinking about staying a little longer, the sentry raised his gun and asked me to leave immediately.

"Military base, no staying."

Zhang Aiguo had no choice but to turn around in dismay. The stubborn devil, didn't he know that this was a society of devils? Why didn't he change his mind?

"Sir, let's fire a few rounds at him. If he doesn't give me face, then we'll send him to hell."

"Come over here at night and see if there's any chance."

"I listen to the sir."

Following my brothers, wherever there are people, there is the world. Now there are at least three mountains.

The great man was right. There are no factions within the party. There are all kinds of things. Team struggles are nicely called competition. Let’s add another word: reasonable and orderly competition.

It sounds good, but when it comes to conflicts of interest, unscrupulous means are inevitable, and people should consider the worst case scenario.

Setting up tents, making fires, boiling water and cooking, and waiting are the operations that test one's patience the most.

The wind blew over, bringing with it the summer heat. The cicada came to the end of its life, completed its mission, and sang its last song desperately.

After much anticipation, the sun sets and the stars rush to take over, blinking their eyes non-stop, as if to tell people that it is only natural for me to take over!

The wind at night can carry smells far away. Wolfhounds have an extremely powerful sense of smell and can smell smells within a radius of 1-2 kilometers, which is 1200 times stronger than humans.

Zhang Aiguo had just hidden in the bushes when the Japanese wolfhounds began to get restless, barking softly and scratching the ground with their front paws, and the dog chains rattled.

The Japanese soldier glanced in the direction of the barking, reached out to untie the dog chain, and the dog barked loudly a few times, then was freed. It pounced on the barbed wire and turned around in panic.

The searchlight shone over, followed by the machine gun fire from the sentry tower. The red bullet marks were clearly visible in the night, and the steel plates that teleported out clanked.

Zhang Aiguo huddled underneath, motionless, as bullets bit him one after another. The green leaves of the bushes withered and the branches broke.

After a few short bursts of fire, the Japs were satisfied.

Although the wolfhound was still barking, it was still forcibly tied up. Not every devil was close to dogs, and even the best things would be despised by some people.

As the saying goes, everyone has their own preferences!

A chicken leg with added ingredients was thrown in from outside the wire fence, rolled twice and landed next to the dog.

The wolfhound sniffed a few times, poked with its nose, then retreated, lying there motionless and without barking, as if it were asleep.

Military dogs have received special training and will not easily eat unfamiliar food, but dogs can't stop eating shit, so they are still curious and will definitely use their noses to sniff hard.

Using pliers to cut the barbed wire does not require any technical skills and can easily be discovered by patrol officers.

The hanging guy had a ladder, and he avoided the searchlight and landed gently on the ground.

Kick the wolfdog with your foot, and the dog will be less arrogant now because of the power of the ghost.

Although it is a temporary storage and turnover point, the Japanese still built it solidly and it is difficult to enter without a real trick.

Those thieves do have their own special skills, they act like professionals, and Zhang Aiguo has learned a lot of miscellaneous techniques.

The Japanese patrolled in groups of two, and even when they were tired they would keep moving forward at a mechanical pace.

The Japanese soldiers on the watchtower were spinning in circles, repeating the same movements without stopping for a moment.

The stars are shining tonight, and the background is a dark sky!