I want to be a good person

"bang bang bang"

The continuous gunfire corresponded to the sporadic gunfire in the refugee area.

Try real death.

It is worthy of being called the political commissar’s happy gun, two of them means double happiness.

"Brother, brother, please spare my life for the sake of leading us on the way."

"Brother, it's not easy for brothers either."

He knelt on the ground, crying and sobbing.

Leading the way now means leading the way geographically. In the past, it was popular to lead the way in culture, economy, industry and other aspects. With upgrades and innovations, the traitors have hidden deeper.

"Clap"

The villain died because he talked too much. If he said a few more words, the sound of clacking leather shoes would come from afar.

He pulled it into the space, gathered his lower hem, and ran away.

Keep some for backup. Good steel can be used to make knives, rotten iron can be used to make nails, and even a used piece of toilet paper can be useful, not to mention a warm corpse.

The wooden fence and barbed wire in the distance, Zhang Aiguo's running speed, he felt, was only one second slower than Mou Xiang.

Lift your legs and jump over the hurdles as cool as you can.

"呲la"

The hem of the gown was hooked on the wire mesh, leaving a strip of cloth.

No wonder everyone likes to wear shorts, not just because it saves fabric.

With a stagger, he rolled into the shadows, stood up and dusted off the dirt. Stancom's hair oil did not affect his hairstyle at all.

He put on his fedora calmly, walked confidently and proudly, like a proud Gallic rooster.

The bright lights, wine and women, and the arrogant and proud walk are similar to Shanghai. It seems similar, but there is a difference, a unique style.

The alleys and Shikumen pavilions are unique to Shanghai, the alleys of Peking complement each other, and the lifens of Hankou formed their own style after it was opened as a port.

The inexplicable disappearance of the Japanese soldiers made the Japanese furious, and entry and exit to the refugee area were extremely strict.

The French Concession existed the longest, and the fallen leaves under the window sills kept floating down, telling of sadness and grief.

Hankou is located in the middle of Changchun and is more than 800 kilometers away from Shanghai and the temporary capital. We had to stay here as it was the end of the waterway.

The passage of time brings with it a chill. In the biting cold wind, wearing thin clothes, I shiver with cold.

This was the tragic scene Zhang Aiguo saw when he came out of the inn. More than 10 people crowded into the concession, shipping was controlled by the Nissin Company, and the dock culture had lost its vitality.

After killing the Japanese, Zhang Aiguo looked from afar and found that the Japanese were on full alert at the intersection leading into the concession.

Alas, I have caused trouble for the people again.

My conscience is uneasy, and my heartstrings have turned to dust without even moving.

Learn to let go.

The heart is hardened.

It’s not convenient to leave for the time being, and I want to see places I have never been to in my previous life.

Compared with the proverb "There is a nine-headed bird in the sky and a Hubei man on the ground", Zhang Aiguo prefers the saying that talents come from the two Chu regions of Jing and Xiang.

The people are suffering. Under the eaves of the corner houses, people who have no place to live are floating like duckweed with their children.

The horses at the racetrack are still racing as usual, and the foreigners are still living happily.

Why is Gong Zizhen's theory of the three cycles of peace, decline and chaos in the Qing Dynasty not reflected in the foreigners?

Despite being criticized for decades, it is still at the forefront.

Suddenly I remembered the Shanghai Racecourse, which still owed me hundreds of thousands of dollars. This debt must be collected, and violent debt collection is appropriate. I never make phone harassment calls.

His consciousness entered the space and studied the Japanese aircraft carefully. The single-wing one was the Mitsubishi Type 96 land attack aircraft, which was a medium bomber.

When cleaning the hangar, the mechanic's manual was still there, and the performance of the biplane Type 95 fighter was still very good.

The cockpits of the two aircraft are very similar, with similar instrument panel layouts, which are simple and clear.

The Army Elk uses an in-line three-blade propeller, which has one more blade than the Navy Elk's radial engine with two blades. It is estimated that the extra blade was added intentionally.

Familiar with the joystick, fuel gauge, oil pressure gauge, and power switch.

Turn on all the switches and memorize their functions.

The airspeed meter and altimeter are a bit similar to those on a car. The instruction manual is densely packed with dozens of numbers, which makes it difficult to read.

On both sides of the engine hood are two 7.7mm Type 900 machine guns with rounds of ammunition.

The takeoff run distance is 140 meters, and the landing run distance is 230 meters, taking into account the straight track of the racecourse and the landing.

Zhang Aiguo planned to fly low along the river, without diving, rolling, or dogfighting. His only goal was to maintain stability, low altitude, and high speed.

It's like a novice driver who drives first and buys the ticket later.

I have played the game War Thunder several times. The mechanical raptor is different from the game. The game can be saved by pressing F5, and you can restart it as many times as you want if it crashes.

I slurped down a bowl of beef noodles. The big chunks of beef were delicious. However, the chef's knife skills were not good. The noodles were much thinner than paper, and the cuts were as thick as two dollars. He really doesn't know how to do business.

With the intention of making his boss lose money, Zhang Aiguo bought five pounds of braised beef, wrapped it in hemp paper, tied it with a small rope, shook his head and left.

There are few clear and humid teahouses on the street now, but I still want to have a cup of tea to relieve my greasy feeling.

Unexpectedly, the overall environment was not good and the catering industry entered a cold winter ahead of schedule.

There were few Annan patrols, and the Yangtze River waterway was blocked. As an inland city, it was normal for it to be in decline, and its commodity trade and economy were greatly damaged.

At the end of 37, the price of imported goods soared by 72%, and now it has doubled from the previous level.

People's lives are difficult, and there seems to be no other creative words to describe it.

Many people took advantage of the good weather to sell their belongings, trying to make some change to support their families.

Unemployment is the norm, and the economy must either increase revenue or reduce expenditure, from individuals to the government.

It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. If you want to maintain a decent life, you can only sell the things you don’t need temporarily in an undignified way.

Individuals have things to sell, but if they don’t have anything they can only do business without any capital.

The government's measure was to increase taxes, and the anti-Japanese tax was going to be increased again. The farmers were in trouble, but they slowly got through it.

What remains is printing money crazily, an act of incompetence.

The newspaper reported that hundreds of thousands of people were mobilized to build roads, a supervisory committee was set up to deal with the rising rice prices, high-profile intervention was made to crack down on hoarding, severely punish corruption, and rectify the administration of officials.

The slogans were shouted loudly, but no one mentioned the root cause!

The rich and powerful were corrupt, the crops failed, and Tian Bin collected grain because they knew the money was gone. The people behind the scenes pretended to be innocent and looked naive.

Corvée labor must be performed, public grain must be paid, and low-priced grain must be purchased and sold, as well as countless other taxes.

Do you really think farmers can dig gold in the soil?

The strata below 50 centimeters belong to the government. What is natural growth?

All of that belongs to me. If I get angry, all the air will belong to me and you won’t be allowed to breathe.

Zhang Aiguo tucked the newspaper under his arm and strolled to help people in distress. It was definitely not because he could get a bargain. Is that what a human being would do?

Professional things are done in a nonsense way, and nonsense things are done in a professional way!

I didn't see the bottles and jars that I imagined, but it's understandable that those things are afraid of being knocked or bumped, they are not as important as life!

A bookstall caught Zhang Aiguo's attention. He had the temperament of a scholar, wearing a long gown that had been washed so much that it was bleached white, and everything was neatly tidy.

I am a little confused at the moment. Where is the way forward?

"How to sell it?"

"Two copies of Xiaoyang."

The bleakness, loneliness and desolation in his tone are just like the weather at this moment.

I picked up a book at random, and it turned out to be Water Margin.

I flipped through it again and found, by chance, it was a poem by Shi Nai'an.

The sun is blazing like fire, and the crops in the fields are half burnt. The farmer's heart is boiling, and the prince is fanning himself.