I want to be a good person

Great sorrow is silent!

50 yuan in cash. Isn't he afraid that the sergeant will give him trouble in the future?

"You are very sensible when it comes to spending money to buy peace."

"Come, sit down with us."

Dogs need comfort.

"Taijun, you guys eat, you guys eat, I'll go guard the post."

"Huh~?"

"Baga, sit down quickly."

After three rounds of drinks, Captain Gu was only able to pour wine. He sat down, but the Japanese soldiers did not even give him chopsticks, so what could he eat with?

Should I lick the bowl with my tongue, like a dog?

Sitting at the table with an empty stomach, the aroma penetrating into the lungs, is clearly a torture and pain.

"Senpai Oshima, you are amazing. I want to learn from you."

"What to learn?"

"What a shame. You are even better than my lieutenant commander. I admire you very much."

The Japs misunderstood him and thought he was punishing the puppet army captain. He was too lazy to explain as he would not live long anyway.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

"My hometown..."

One of the Japanese soldiers drank some wine and became emotional. He started clapping, stamping his feet and singing.

It sounds a bit harsh!

"Gu Sang, you have to take down your guns and put them all in the room. We are drunk and it is not safe."

"Hey, right away."

A Czech ZB26 light machine gun, 28 Hanyang-made rifles and three box pistols were all taken back, and the bullet bags were also thrown back.

There are very few bullets, and a basic number are only distributed when a war is imminent. Normally, there are a maximum of ten bullets.

The Japanese didn't trust the puppet army and kept a tight guard on it.

The ammunition depot was locked tightly, and every time I came back I had to count the number of bullets for fear that someone had hidden them.

"The song reminds me of my hometown. It should be snowing now."

"Yes, I miss my mother very much. I wonder how the harvest will be this year? Will I have enough to eat?"

The three-headed devils are dancing and rubbing their hands together. If I had to describe them in one word, it would be ugly.

The only one who was carrying a knife now was the sergeant on the side. The Japanese had three Type 38 rifles and a turtle box, which were also placed together with the Hanyang-made ones.

That’s enough. I’m going to vomit if I keep watching this. This kind of exposure is unacceptable.

It seems that my vision is only limited to appreciating Japanese love action movies, which is too limited.

It must be my own heart. I just can't accept the cruel and ruthless Japanese devils and I feel resistance in my heart.

Zhang Aiguo thought of this, suddenly stood up, and shouted in Japanese: "Gentlemen, it's time to get going."

The turtle boxes in his left and right hands gave the sergeant a peanut first. The gunshots enhanced the Japanese's dance moves, and they danced happily.

The Japanese were not given any chance to quibble.

The devils are fighting among themselves!

"thump"

The loud sound of his knee hitting the floor scared away some of Zhang Aiguo's drunkenness.

"Taijun, Taijun?"

"What do you want to say?"

The standard Chinese characters made Captain Gu completely confused.

"Good man, good...

"Snapped"

A bullet hit his forehead, and his crown was blown open.

"Since you said hello, I'd be sorry if I didn't eat the peanuts."

The gunshots in the house did not alarm the puppet army squad at all.

We're used to it. When the Japanese are unhappy, they either curse this or beat that. If they get really anxious, they'll even shoot.

Several deputy captains were eagerly hoping that Captain Gu would pass away soon so that they could take over the vacant position.

Zhang Aiguo picked up the sake and swallowed it in one gulp. A 20-degree alcoholic beverage was too low in alcohol. The Japanese soldier just mixed it with water to drink. Are you drinking alcohol or water?

After the magazines were refilled with bullets, the puppet soldiers sat on the ground, still waiting obediently.

"Yoshi, you are so loyal."

"Clap clap clap"

I will make you lose face, set a bad example for your descendants, make you spineless, make you...

Zhang Aiguo cried while shooting. The puppet soldiers did not resist. Although his tears were streaming down his face, he felt a sea of ​​pain in his heart.

Are the people really unpatriotic?

Those who are left behind are the common people who are unable to move away due to poverty and have no money to leave!

Who doesn't want to live a good life.

What the hardworking Chinese lack is a fair environment, fair opportunities, and transparency...

After four shots, Zhang Aiguo killed the deputy captain and stopped shooting.

The military uniform is the original khaki National Army uniform, and they wear an imitation German mountain cap.

"All of you, get out of here, bastards."

Officials will more or less oppress the people, as a way of getting rid of harm to the people, but ordinary puppet soldiers really can't do that. Perhaps more people means more strength!

They collected all the supplies and equipment and smashed open the armory, finding a box of thousands of 79-round bullets, a box of thousands of pointed bullets, dozens of grenades, and the Japanese's armaments.

I paid for a few bottles of sake and beer, and in terms of return on investment, the profits were gratifying.

You are so rich, but you still care about such little things. You are always making troubles. You really have no future.

A good person without ambition!

An insignificant little person!

I washed my face with cold water. People are good people, but alcohol is a coward. If you drink too much, you will become emotional.

A mule cart with a long shaft that was stolen from a nearby village.

The whip cracked lightly, making a jingling sound. The docile but somewhat donkey-like mule walked forward with a step that showed no regard for its relatives.

Along the way, there are old houses with yellow walls and black tiles, small bamboo forests, and an old man weaving a straw raincoat in front of a thatched house. The quietness of winter is such a beautiful winter scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

After eating two carrots, the brown mule quickly became familiar with Zhang Aiguo. All things have spirits, and those who know the times are handsome mules.

Mule culture, how did you come up with it?

Stop drinking alcohol from now on, as drinking makes you soft-hearted and emotional.

At present, it is completely Westernized, and in the future it will be completely Sovietized. Subsequent development will be globalization. The subjectivity of culture has been lost, and without a backbone, the remaining traditional cultural dregs continue to flourish, such as the official-centered system.

Chinese civilization relies on cultural inheritance and bloodline continuation. Without the collision of ideas, we will never find the cultural backbone. It will be like a walking corpse, and some things will be just a show.

Only by daring to face up to history and remembering history can the country and nation become stronger.

As I was lost in thought, the car swayed on the dirt road.

"Tutututu"

The roar of the engine of the Type 97 three-wheeled motorcycle came rumbling.

"stop."

"Da da da"

The bullets hit the ground, raising clouds of dust and smoke, and the Japanese fired warning shots.

I woke up with a start and looked back. Dust was flying everywhere and a group of Japanese soldiers were running far behind me.

The shit-yellow military uniforms were mixed with two khaki colors. The Japanese soldiers wore Type 90 helmets, and the puppet soldiers wore round caps.

What a good compatriot! You let him go, and he rushed to report the news, stabbed you in the back, and took pride in betraying you.

The greatest sorrow of a person is that he will never give up, because he has deep hope for this land and earnest expectations for his compatriots.

It's a pity that because of my low position, my words have little influence. It's too late for me to fight. Factions have already been formed, and the official-centered ideology based on seniority has been tirelessly influencing people's every move.

It is pure delusion to challenge the established rules. If you can't even pass the editing test, what else can you do!

"bang"

A roar of thunder!