I want to be a good person

He quickly dodged the Japanese patrols and the members of the Maintenance Association, like a ghost jumping in the silver moonlight.

The older you get, the lonelier you become, just like at a dinner party you can no longer taste the fragrance and pleasure you had as a child.

The vicissitudes of loneliness slowly meet the moonlight, bringing a touch of trance.

What exactly is it for?

Wouldn't it be nice to go back and be with the woman and the children?

Two completely different voices appeared in Zhang Aiguo's mind. One of them was shouting loudly: "Go back. You have earned enough money. The ultimate goal is not to have a better life. You already have the conditions for it."

Another voice kept reminding us: "Do what you can, maintain independence, and be a proud Chinese with a clear conscience!"

There is a competition between small peasant consciousness and patriotism. Zhang Aiguo knows that there are some unhealthy signs in his psychology. He is unable to extricate himself from the desire for blood and is attracted by the pleasure of killing.

One more year, the last year.

Zhang Aiguo couldn't make a choice and had to choose a compromise.

After climbing over the wall, I saw quite a few people in the house, and I could hear the breathing sounds, some light, some heavy, some slow, some rapid.

The intoxicating fragrance sneaked into the house with the wind and continued to spread.

Zhang Aiguo rummaged through the boxes and drawers, searching continuously and taking away all the food and money.

There were big oceans stored on the wooden beams, two small yellow croakers in the hole in the wall, and vegetables planted in the yard. Everything was so clean that not a single blade of grass grew.

In troubled times, without the head of the family, without money or food, living without food and drink is even more tormenting. Having been used to a good life, how can one be willing to endure hard times?

"Who are you?"

I walked out of the fifth person’s house and tried to escape by dodging left and right.

Will the Japanese ask a second question?

will not!

The first sound was a subconscious reaction.

The sound of a bolt being pulled was heard in the wind, and any further hesitation would have led to the gun going off.

When two men meet on a narrow road, the faster gun wins.

Although he had Browning, Mauser, revolvers and other pistols, Zhang Aiguo still loved the Turtle Box. Using the devil's things to kill the devils gave him a sense of exhilaration and happiness.

"Clap clap clap"

The sound of frying beans suddenly rang out in the silent night sky.

Zhang Aiguo leaned against the wall, trying to reduce the cross-section of his body as much as possible.

The Turtle Box has good directivity, and it can shoot left and right, constantly pulling the trigger at the opposite side.

"click"

The fake empty chamber reminded Zhang Aiguo that he had run out of bullets.

The fierce gunshots in the dark night woke up countless people's summer dreams, and all the lights that were originally on went out.

"The Fourth Master is out on the street, no one is allowed to disturb him."

If we do good things and leave a good name for others, we are good people.

"Unite as one and drive out the Japanese pirates!"

He picked up the Type 38 rifles from the five devils on the ground, took off his belt, ammunition boxes and grenades, and left in a hurry.

Five minutes later, the maintenance members arrived.

"Mrs. Taijun, she's dead, dead, someone come quickly."

The Japanese soldiers who were carrying out the mission had nothing on their bodies and were so poor that the only sound left was the sound of the scabbard of the bayonet hitting the helmet.

"idiot."

The Japanese patrol team came upon hearing the noise, and seeing the traitors of the Maintenance Association, they just stretched out their hands and slapped them in the face as if nothing had happened. I don't know if they had eaten supper or not, but they were satisfied with the slaps.

"Waste, idiot, what were you doing just now?"

"All in, arrest them. There must be an insider."

"Notify the Military Police Headquarters and the Special High Section and request tactical guidance."

"Hi Yi!"

Zhang Aiguo ran all the way. He had a good memory and could remember the way. The security forces were also driven out and were setting up guard posts with sleepy eyes. Their efficiency was a bit slow.

The rims are spinning very fast. If you take part in a cycling competition, you should be able to get a place. If you ride for your life, the results will naturally be different.

He climbed over the wall with a ladder, removed all traces left behind, and poured himself a cup of tea to calm himself.

The Japanese patrol team was actually using the Type 38 rifle, it seems that there are field divisions left behind.

Guard and other logistical and technical troops usually use the Type 99.6 rifle, which some people call a cavalry rifle, some call it a carbine, and some call it a carbine. In fact, it is just a short rifle, cm.

In the 28th year of the Republic of China, the purchase price of a Type 80 rifle was 68 yen, the Type 100 rifle was yen, and the Type rifle, which people had never been willing to use, was as high as yen.

The 16-petal chrysanthemum emblem of the devil's locust room is clearly visible, but there is no time to file it off.

After a simple wash, I went to bed. There was a big commotion outside. It was done by the Fourth Master, the Red Team. What does it have to do with an ordinary person like me?

Before daybreak, there were sounds of banging on doors everywhere, and the Japanese began a dragnet search.

The people suffered. If they hesitated for a moment, they would be arrested. If they tried to resist, sporadic gunshots would be heard.

"The shopkeeper, is he one of ours?"

A transportation station disguised as an inn was caught off guard by the sudden and large-scale search by the Japanese and puppet troops. It had just spent money to build connections and was preparing to transport a batch of supplies out of the city.

"It's definitely not our comrades. It must be an isolated incident. The enemy's shooting skills are very good. I heard that five Japanese soldiers were beaten to pieces."

"We should arrange for our people to keep an eye out for this kind of people and try to recruit them into the team. They will be of great help to us."

"Jianghu Youxia, I'm afraid that Lao Ba will also look for him."

"You need to improve your ideological awareness. We are all in the revolutionary ranks and we are all for the revolution wherever we are."

It is not easy to maintain a team. We have to find ways to expand the territory. There is a serious shortage of guns and ammunition. Even if we are ambushing the Japanese, they will sabotage us. We can only use primitive methods to make changes.

They also had to pretend to do business in the occupied and Kuomintang-controlled areas. Wars are fought for money and logistics.

"Madam, Madam, welcome to my humble place to guide my work, please, please."

The shopkeeper looked up and saw a group of Japanese soldiers walking in from the door, and immediately bowed his head and went forward to greet them.

It is very difficult to survive behind enemy lines, and it is even more difficult to earn money.

After the outbreak of the Pacific War, the elite divisions moved south, and the battlefield behind enemy lines finally caught a breath. It turned out that the Japanese devils' combat power was not exaggerated.

During World War II, the Japanese had a total of 173 divisions, and before the war there were only 17 Type A permanent divisions.

The Japanese are also constantly changing the specific division organization. The so-called A, B, C, and D, regular and special divisions all change in different periods.

Zhang Aiguo was still sleeping soundly when he heard someone banging on the door, which was extremely rude and disrespectful.

"Taijun, this is one of our bases, used to deal with suspicious persons, rebels and resistance elements."

The Japanese also divided the area into districts. This area is close to the train station and is under the jurisdiction of the train station gendarmerie.

As soon as the squadron leader spoke, the Japanese understood that the source of the money must not be destroyed.

He looked at the lock on the door, scanned the marks on the left and right, and raised his hand.

"Yoshi, make way for me."

Zhang Aiguo knew that without the support of the Japanese devils, no one would dare to extort money wantonly around the railway station. We have always been one family.

The laws of development of things are the same, what differs is the level of productivity.

"shush"

Zhang Aiguo let out a long sigh and put down the turtle boxes in his hands. It seemed that his bet was right.

Since it is a safe house, you can continue traveling at night.

Without an alarm clock, my biological clock wakes me up naturally.

It's time to go to work again.