I want to be a good person

The four people were eager to try it out, and they couldn't control the joy on their faces.

"As long as we launch an attack, it is hard to say that there will not be casualties. Everyone needs to be more careful. I have to say this in advance, but don't complain."

"Sir, I've already had all the good food and drinks, and I've slept with my wife, what else do you want? If you hadn't rescued me, I wouldn't have known where these 100 pounds would have been."

"Yes, when they die, not to mention a coffin, many of our brothers don't even have straw paper."

"I remember when we were in Nanjing, some brothers asked whether future generations would remember us. At that time, I thought, there is always death in war. It's good to have a wooden plaque, at least it proves that we have been to this world and served the country."

"The money given by the commander has been sent back to my hometown. It can be regarded as a reward for the one who gave birth to me and raised me. All the brothers, whether alive or dead, trust the commander. We know a few words, so we still have to keep our friendship. Let's kill more devils to avenge them!"

"Yes, as long as future generations can remember..."

Zhang Aiguo remained silent; some things could not be said.

Too many people died on the front battlefield, too many to count. Once corruption appears in the army, what combat effectiveness will it have?

Officers and soldiers at the grassroots level are just cannon fodder. In the game of thrones, they are not even considered numbers.

"Then check your stuff, clean your guns, and go out tonight. Let's go to South City and try our luck."

"clear."

"Sir, why are all these people rushing to the concessions? Didn't they say that the foreign devils bully people? The rich, bureaucrats, celebrities, revolutionaries, and intellectuals are risking their lives to squeeze into the concessions, flocking to them."

Chang Youcai said indignantly that he really couldn't understand it.

Normally, people should avoid it and stay away from it. Are they so stupid? They desperately jump into the fire pit.

"Since the Qing Dynasty, the Japanese have been eyeing China covetously, and using foreign things to defeat foreign things has become their first choice. It was the same during the Republic of China. They all voluntarily introduced foreign things, and they didn't want to catch up. They passively avoided war every day."

"Didn't you say it was forced?"

"Every day people are fighting over territory and power. It's hard to do business peacefully. How heavy is the tax burden? The heavy taxes make people feel suffocated."

"Let's not talk about this. I can't explain it clearly. I guess it's a love-hate relationship. It's a land of revolutionaries."

I don’t know whether the concession brought good or bad things?

It is definitely a violation of extraterritoriality. As to whether it is the vested interests or actual interests that are violated, I am too lazy to analyze it.

Zhang Aiguo also had only a vague understanding of the subject, as this was the education he had received.

It has never been explained clearly or thoroughly, so I'd rather not discuss it. Politics has nothing to do with me. People have different positions and naturally different perspectives.

As time goes by and things change, who can really know the reasons?

It is said that the reform and opening up is to attract foreign investment, and the price to pay is certain judicial privileges.

That night, Zhang Aiguo and four others changed their clothes and approached the short concrete isolation wall carrying box guns, bullets and daggers.

A total of 37 iron gates were installed at the intersection between the French Concession and the Chinese Concession, and the concession was enclosed by isolation walls or barbed wire. The Public Concession was also separated from the Chinese Concession by soundproof walls and barbed wire, and iron gates were installed.

According to the announcement of the Municipal Council, it is usually open when there is no need, and temporarily closed when there is something going on. Now it closes early after dark.

After two or three months of traveling, I had become very familiar with the directions and distances.

"Be careful of the foreign devils' lights."

Zhang Weiguo reminded in a low voice.

In the distance is a police station with curved walls and a roof that looks a bit like an Adrian helmet. There are two motorcycles parked next to it.

"No, let's go to another place. The foreigners here are more vigilant."

There were long iron spikes inserted into the two-meter-high cement wall. When I wiped it with a cloth, it was covered with rust and it would cause tetanus if I got rubbed against it.

Several people walked along the roadside for more than twenty minutes, and this place was even more surprising: there was an armored vehicle parked there.

After walking a little further along the road, we saw a Renault FT17 light tank parked next to the police station.

FT17 was the first tank to adopt an all-directional rotating turret design, laying the foundation for the basic structure of modern tanks.

"Sir, it's easy to go there, but it's a bit difficult to come back."

Watching the foreign patrol team passing by, Tao Youju felt a little scared. The wall was not easy to climb over and the patrols were quite frequent.

"It's okay. Let's walk along and look for opportunities. Saving our lives is the most important thing, otherwise everything will be in vain."

Seeing that his subordinates were beginning to back down, Zhang Aiguo felt that he still needed to boost their morale.

If you cross the isolation zone without permission, the foreigners can shoot at any time. The excuse they use is to maintain the security of the concession, and there are also collective patrols by Chinese people in black police uniforms.

Now the concession is a mixed bag, with various forces intertwined and intertwined, and the foreigners are also worried.

"Sir, we can do it during the day. The Japanese puppet government, the Rangers, the Salt Administration, the Maintenance Association, the Taxation Bureau, etc. are all set up. I saw a lot of reports in yesterday's newspaper, Shenbao Wenhui, about the assassination of the people of the Reform Government. Let's do the same."

"Well, what Deli said is right. It seems that we should change our thinking. We can do it during the day. As long as they are related to the Japanese, we should kill them. We don't have to worry about killing the wrong people. You should learn how to disguise yourself."

Zhang Aiguo had long noticed from the news in the newspapers that both China and Japan were making moves in private, and judging from the results, the effectiveness of the Military Control Commission was still higher than that of the Japanese.

One is in the light, the other is in the dark, and it is hard to guard against them.

After strolling around the French Concession, we found that the foreigners had mobilized more military and police, and their patrols and vigilance were obviously stronger than before.

"Let's go home and sleep."

“But we didn’t do anything.”

A few people were a little frustrated, but they were full of energy and were ready to fight, punching the cotton.

"There is a long time to go. Be patient and don't rush. How many more years will this war last? Are you afraid that there won't be enough devils and traitors to kill? These things are like the dogtail grass in the field. You can never get rid of them all."

Zhang Aiguo does have the little skill of cheering and encouraging people.

A few people strolled through the streets and alleys, observing the situation around them, and slowly moved closer to the Shikumen.

The streets under the night sky are full of lights. The war has made the concessions even more abnormally prosperous. Who remembers the victims and refugees shivering in the cold wind?

Why don't those famous actors who donated money to the Japanese come out and perform charity shows for disaster relief?

After all, there is a difference between inside and outside.

It's okay to split the money 20:80, at least I have a bowl of clear porridge mixed with bran to fill my stomach.

There are still many kind people, and many safe zones are maintained by charitable groups. There is no Meimei clamp yet.

In the shadows, the five people were separated by a distance of more than ten meters, and they kept alternating their cover and vigilance on the way forward.

Right now, the Red side is thinking about getting money and supplies, the Blue side is thinking about assassination and deterrence, and the Japanese are creating terror in an attempt to restrain the media from speaking out.

More people are thinking about making money, the purpose of joining a gang is that simple.

"Help~"

A man in a robe was forced into a car by two men.

It happened that Zhang Aiguo was walking in front and witnessed it with his own eyes.

Too rampant.

Zhang Aiguo shouted excitedly: "Do you need help?"

Hearing the sound, those who were pushing people and those who were on guard turned their heads to look at Zhang Aiguo.

What a familiar accent!

What a great expat!

I really dare to take action when something happens!