I want to be a good person

With his yellow skin and speaking bird language, Zhang Aiguo had a smooth journey and did not encounter guerrillas behind enemy lines. He was very grateful.

Maybe it was because he was too poor and had only a bicycle left.

Without vested immediate interests, no one would be willing to play along.

Once on the ship, the ship is still the same ship, and the people are still the same people.

It was simply plunder that became the property of the Japanese devils. They stretched out their black hands and did everything they could. The colonial companies they established firmly controlled commerce and finance, and with the coordination of policies, they infiltrated into all walks of life.

The management and technology on the ship were all handled by the Japanese, and the Chinese could only do rough work, just like China in the early days of reform and opening up, earning money through hard work.

Looking at the iron bird in the sky, Zhang Aiguo felt that flying was faster. Flying around was so comfortable.

Many people preach the so-called American Flying Tigers. Putting aside the unspeakable reasons, they were simply a group of high-paid foreigners who earned $600 a month, ate beef bread, and not only demanded to drink milk every day, but also demanded to eat human milk.

Do we need to be grateful?

Not necessary at all.

According to my understanding in the previous life, they were just a group of workers who were rewarded 500 US dollars for shooting down a Japanese plane, and the reward was natural.

In comparison, the Russians provided voluntary support. Although they sent the aviation brigade to China out of their own interests, their support during the most difficult period of the War of Resistance was even more valuable.

The quality of the Japanese soldiers before 1941 was completely different from that after the Pacific War, and the same was true for pilots. The veterans and the rookies were like heaven and earth.

It’s not that we have become much stronger, but that our opponents have become visibly weaker.

All the devils have bad intentions and are only pursuing their own interests. If we take the final account, modern China has suffered huge losses.

"rummage!"

A military policeman led the detective team and puppet troops to start a dragnet investigation.

In comparison, the Japanese devils had stiff smiles, while the traitors looked ferocious, as if they owed 800 million yuan. They disliked everyone and were looking for trouble everywhere.

The suitcase was opened, and he ignored the clothes inside and reached in to search.

“This is contraband.”

"Boss, this is my jewelry, not contraband."

"Why not?"

"I see that you are hostile to the Locust Army and are a rebel."

A woman begged desperately, attracting many people to watch, but no one dared to speak.

“I am a good citizen.”

"What are good people doing with all this expensive jewelry? Are you trying to help the resistance fighters? Tell me!"

"I went to Hankou to look for my husband. It's all wrong. Boss, please have mercy on us."

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

Zhang Aiguo looked at it silently for a few seconds and continued to lower his eyelids.

I heard that when the Kuomintang government was in exile, no matter if they were students or women looking for their husbands, there were always people who were after them, either for their money or for their lives.

The money I carried with me was hidden in the soles of my shoes, squeezed into toothpaste, stuffed into the soap, and clogged in the cracks on the sides of my suitcase. After collecting extortions along the way, there wasn't much left.

It is not allowed to sit on the ground and cry loudly. No matter how you vent your emotions, no one dares to come forward.

The woman was carrying two children. When she saw her mother crying, the children were also crying.

A boy stares at a traitor as he pockets money.

"Snapped"

A slap knocked the child to the ground.

Another traitor noticed it and started hitting him.

"Little brat, your eyes are quite fierce, what can you do?"

"Hahaha, grow up quickly or I'll send you to mine."

It was a blatant threat, and for a moment, there was complete silence.

How long can you last without money?

Scenes were happening one after another, with young people's blood boiling, but they were held back tightly by the people around them.

"Hey, whose pants are not tied properly, you are exposed."

A traitor staggered with every step, and his whole body shook like a sieve.

"Come, come, I see you are not convinced."

"We are all compatriots, why don't you show some mercy? Bullying an orphan nanny is not a gentleman's behavior."

The traitor dragged him out and started beating him up, cursing as he did so: "Gentleman, a gentleman can have enough food to eat, what's the point of an orphan and a widow? I'm afraid she's a mistress, why are you so distressed?"

The young man didn't say a word despite being punched and kicked.

We didn't dare to fight back. It's not a question of whether it was a fight or not. It was the Japanese who really dared to shoot.

"Okay, stop fighting."

"Who the hell are you? Do you know whose territory this is?"

He was answered with two loud slaps.

"Clap clap."

Zhang Aiguo stood up. Someone has to take the lead in everything.

The Japanese military police was quite surprised, and the holster on his belt opened with a click.

"You have destroyed the good situation of Sino-Japanese friendship by doing this, and are not conducive to the construction of the Locust Army's paradise. You are smearing the Locust Army."

"Who are you to control us?"

It's just a dog. Zhang Aiguo was too lazy to pay attention to him. He turned around and spoke to the military police in bird language:

"We can't let him ruin the reputation of the Locust Army. The headquarters has issued an order to maintain law and order and restore the economy."

"you are?"

"I am Niu Gengtian, the translator of the North China Expeditionary Army Headquarters."

"Yoshi."

The military police came over and patted him on the shoulder.

After looking at the gathered people, the Japs snorted and left with the dog. In fact, the inspection was nearing the end and everyone had taken what was needed.

"Thank you very much for your reminder."

Nodding is a bow.

It's time to go back and divide the spoils.

Any stolen goods?

That is the people's hard-earned money, life-saving money.

If he let them take away and squander them, it would be a failure for Zhang Aiguo.

The property is in the space and cannot be given out now. We have to wait until we get off the ship.

Traitors without money will have a miserable end, and the Japanese military police are not easy to talk to.

Sure enough, not long after, a burst of furious insults was heard.

"Baga, you have a bad conscience. It's really bad."

"Clap clap clap"

"Where's my money, you're damned."

"Taijun, I."

"Snapped"

The traitor covered his face with his hands. After being beaten on one side, he quietly covered the other side. Soon, it became swollen. It seemed that the Japanese had intended to kill him.

……

Hearing the passionate applause, the people felt the same way and realized that being a dog would not end well.

The Japanese curse language is not as rich as the Chinese. They prefer to say one thing in front of people and another behind their backs.

After fighting for a while, I got tired.

"I'll give you a week to give me my money."

"Yes, Taijun, don't worry, I will make it up to you."

Damn, where can I get it?

It's just a matter of taking money out of the pockets of ordinary people.

The inspections will become more severe in the future, which will bring disaster to the people.

We cannot deal with the main culprit, the Japanese, nor can we deal with the traitors who are accomplices to the crime.

"It's you. It must be you who took it."

The traitor was not stupid. After thinking about the matter for a while, he felt that Zhang Aiguo was the most suspicious. He searched the whole ship for people to get to the bottom of the matter.

At the stern, Zhang Aiguo looked at the surging water, holding a cigarette in his mouth and smoking it intermittently.

"Did you do this? Why is the money gone?"

The traitor was so aggressive that he was ready to fight to the death at the slightest disagreement, and he was determined to take someone with him before he died.

"Don't panic. Come on, have a cigarette first. Then tell me about your story."

He took out a cigarette from a silver cigarette case and handed it over.

The traitor thought that since he was on the boat, he couldn't run away.

The match was struck several times but did not light.

"Borrow a light, and use a cigarette to fight."

The other person extended his hand.

It's too late, but it's soon.