I want to be a good person

"Put it away, put it away, it's nonsense, Colonel Wu is one of us."

The man pretended to be very angry and scolded his subordinates. In Zhang Aiguo's opinion, it was just a pretense. They were more or less aware of his abilities.

"I heard that Colonel Wu was ambushed on his way to take office and unfortunately died. He was loyal to the party and the country."

Zhang Yuanguo had a calm expression on his face and spoke more naturally.

"If you're looking for him, I can take you down to see him. I think he'll like it, too."

"You~"

"As for Lu Shaotai, he is just a friend. We are doing each other a small favor. Since you have found him, do as you wish. If you make him angry, I don't know the consequences. You'd better take care of yourself."

The main thing is to refuse to admit your mistakes and try your best to lower yourself to the lowest level, which is a sinkhole.

"Okay, okay, the boss has specifically explained that the incident with Colonel Wu was justified. I just hope that Mr. Lu will not shirk his responsibility. There is no personal gain before the national cause. I hope you will put the overall situation first."

The man did not dare to get angry and could only persuade the girl with earnest words.

A one-man stand-up comedy would be lacking without a supporting actor.

"What is justice? What is self-interest? Ask your boss to check. Doesn't he know clearly?"

Standing on the moral high ground and trying to strike from a lower dimension, Zhang Aiguo felt like he was playing with an airplane.

"I'm sorry, I don't have enough authority. My boss asked me to tell you that you can be listed as a non-staff member and be awarded the rank of colonel, and you can still serve the party and the country."

"Hehe, I remember your boss was also a colonel, right? On the same level? He is not worthy of this. As for resisting the Japanese, everyone has their own way of doing things. I can guarantee that I will never do anything that harms the country! So you can go back and report back."

Zhang Aiguo didn't want to fall out with him, even though they wouldn't see each other in the future, it didn't matter as long as they kept a connection.

"Mr. Lu, why do you have to be so stubborn? The greater good is on our side. The anti-Japanese war must be carried out under the blue sky, white sun and red flag. No one should be exempted."

"Why bother talking so much nonsense? I'm just an ordinary person. I can't afford your love. Just let me live an ordinary life."

"Also, please rest assured that I will not join any party. I am just trying to make a living."

He was vying for fame with all the legitimate reasons, and his little schemes in his mind were louder than an abacus.

"Mr. Lu, please don't drink for a toast. I heard that the situation in Shanghai is unstable and unsafe!"

The man's tone was grim and the threat was obvious.

"If you are brave enough, just come over. It's up to you. Besides, I am an overseas Chinese. I can ask around."

Zhang Aiguo, on the other hand, was smiling, with a warm tone in his voice, two completely different feelings.

As long as you don't mind, I won't mind either.

He took out a Daqianmen from his pocket, took out a cigarette, squatted on the cigarette box, raised his hand, and a lit match suddenly appeared in his hand.

The cigarette was lighted gently.

"You are also very busy. I hope you can make more contributions to the country and provide more useful intelligence. I still respect you very much. You are passionate people."

There is no point in talking if you don't agree. Both parties know each other's bottom line and there is no farewell.

The other two people were overjoyed to see this scene and hurried over.

"Don't say anything, don't introduce yourself, just listen to what I have to say."

The other party seemed to be hesitant to speak. Without sound, no matter how good the play was, it wouldn't come out.

"I am used to freedom. All the spoils will be confiscated and I will not get any share. I am not broad-minded. In other words, I am a selfish person. I can only do what I can to have a clear conscience. No one will join me."

"Goodbye, I won't see you again."

Zhang Aiguo clasped his hands, bowed, turned around and left without giving anyone a chance.

"Mr. Lu, please wait a moment. You have to give me a chance to speak, right?"

The pace did not stop, give it a chance, it is a four-piece set, a bit expensive.

"Shopkeeper, this man is too arrogant."

"No, it seems that we haven't done our job well enough. The public still has some misunderstandings about us. This requires us to implement our work with higher standards so that the public can understand us and support us."

The person on the other side did not walk far. Seeing that he did not even have the chance to speak, he was happy in his heart. As Zhang Aiguo walked away, the feeling of being pricked in the back disappeared.

You can run away from the monk but you can’t run away from the temple. You have to return to Shanghai eventually.

But the same goes for my superiors. Without a military school background and no one above you, it’s hard to get by. I somehow think of myself, alas!

Machine guns were set up at the checkpoints at the city gates, the Japanese and traitors were in a panic, and people were even more terrified. Relatively few people were calm in facing death. Isn't it good to be alive?

A Type 97 three-wheeled vehicle came rumbling over. The driver was wearing goggles and a Type 90 helmet.

The traitors wanted to stop them but didn't dare to, and the Japanese didn't want to stop them either. As they were passing the buck to each other, the motorcycle ran out of the city.

Riding a motorcycle on a dirt road is really a torture.

Although the rain had stopped, there were still puddles and muddy roads. Zhang Aiguo held the handlebars tightly to prevent the wheels from slipping and deviating from the direction.

Follow the direction of the railway and go north.

Type 91 armored vehicles occasionally ran on the rails, and the single mode of transportation was harassed, affecting the transportation of materials. The decisive factor was the farmers in the vast world.

Numerous taxes such as the Anti-Japanese Tax allowed farmers to maintain their figure for ten years, and there were no weight loss institutions in the Republic of China.

It is indeed the times that make individuals, rather than individuals making the times!

Away from the city full of tricks, Zhang Aiguo decided to change into ordinary clothes to avoid being killed by the guerrillas and anti-Japanese armed forces and treated as a fat sheep.

I took out the cart and found the dead mule was still there. I inexplicably thought of the white horse. Is it doing well in the south?

Damn inheritance!

I am reluctant to use the remaining dark horse. Do I have to be like my parents in the previous life, with my head down and back bent, kicking my legs hard, pulling with all my strength, being exhausted with back pain and leg cramps every day, silently contributing everything and enjoying verbal happiness?

They only know how to lower their heads and pull the cart to hurry along, and never look ahead. Who has made the greater contribution?

Without a doubt, it is a bragging person!

Baked carp noodles, cooked by Yanlu, is so delicious!

Forget it, I won't do the job of feeding the livestock and soldiers. Why should I eat rice and flour like this?

The food soldiers eat is not as good as that of horses, nor as fine as that of mules and horses, in the era of mules and horses.

With this thought in mind, the engine of bus No. 11 started smoothly, moving steadily and firmly, step by step.

Fortunately, I tied the shoe uppers with a hemp rope, so the shoes didn’t stick and fall off, and I avoided being in such a mess.

There are few pedestrians on the road, so I reduce exercise, reduce energy consumption, and lie down as much as possible without shouting "burn my calories".

Plop, plop, the sound coming from under your feet is rhythmic.

At this moment, I think of a song.

"The king asked me to patrol the mountains, so I can go around the human world..."

Humming a little tune, feeling happy, occasionally cleaning the mud off my shoes to lighten the burden.

As for Peng Cheng's solicitation or threats, they still have families to support them. Any temporary concession will only lead to further encroachment!

Woman? Child?

Who's afraid!