I want to be a good person

The proud rooster lowered his head.

The little worm-like Japanese make the tall Westerners feel uneasy.

Before leaving, I specifically told him that the place where the case occurred was not within their jurisdiction. According to the rules of maritime law, the location of the casino shall be responsible according to the principle of territorial jurisdiction.

The implication is that the Japanese are responsible and they don't care at all.

The purchase of supplies went smoothly. On the second day of the Chinese New Year, shops opened one after another, like ants moving house, little by little they accumulated over time.

Give priority to buying flour, rice, salt, cooking oil, egg powder, and kerosene from Western shops, as Westerners are all greedy for money.

“Is this salt a bit expensive?”

"It's not expensive anymore. We sell it much cheaper than the Japanese."

"We have cooperation with northern Jiangsu and Anhui. They are experiencing a salt shortage."

"How is that possible? There is a shortage of salt in the places where it is produced?"

Zhang Aiguo searched for information from his brain cortex and seemed to remember studying it.

“Salt shortage is the norm.”

“Then why is there a lack of salt?”

With a look of inquiring eyes, the foreign devil was very proud, but at the same time he revealed his hatred towards the Japanese devils.

"Damn yellow monkeys, dwarfs, they are so evil. We are forced to buy them at 24 yuan a ton and have to sell them at a special price. We used to buy them from salt farmers at 53 yuan a ton, but now we are not allowed to buy them and can only resell them."

Yellow-skinned monkey?

Zhang Aiguo felt a little uncomfortable and his nerves were very sensitive.

"The Japanese are too cruel."

"Yes, we can sell it for up to ten times the price."

"now what?"

The Japanese shrugged and spread his hands, looking helpless.

"Just like what you bought, the Japanese are selling it at a price 600 times higher. Many of you Chinese cannot afford salt."

At this moment, I remembered that salt was the mainstay of the border region's foreign trade and was the main product used to exchange for "foreign goods" and balance imports and exports.

"Your price is still cheaper."

"These are what I stockpiled before. Do you need them? You can buy them all. They're cheaper. I'm worried about the war situation in Europe. The dwarfs are going crazy. I'm going to close the business and leave."

"Okay, sell them all to me. I think I can get a big discount."

"Of course, the sooner I leave, the better it will be for me."

"I want everything you have."

"Okay, I'll pay you the cost. Do you need the house? I can sell it to you."

"No, there is no need for that. As you said, the situation is unclear."

The foreign devils had foresight, but when the Japanese invaders occupied the concessions, the overseas Chinese lived a miserable life.

Japan is a salt-deficient maritime island country. In the past 14 years, it has shipped 179 million tons of salt from China, accounting for 70% of the annual output.

Buy at low prices and sell at hundreds of times higher prices, which is crazy economic plunder.

To this day, Japan remains one of the largest importers of salt in the world.

The soldiers of the National Army were only rationed 3 cents of salt a day, which was not enough to meet the body's needs.

The consequence of not eating enough salt is weakness and edema.

Who would have thought that in a country rich in salt, people couldn't afford salt, and the Japanese even tried to steal it.

Salt smuggling is a highly profitable industry.

The foreigners in front of them felt threatened by the environment, and the mentality of both sides changed.

We cannot rule out the possibility that some people have unusually sharp intuition or a strong sixth sense, and can prevent or sense danger in advance.

After the transaction, only a little bit of the counterfeit currency was left as a souvenir and as ironclad evidence for the exhibition hall in the future. It was time to set off.

After taking inventory of the newly added supplies, we found that they are enough for dozens of people to use for a year.

In the morning newspaper on February 2, Zhang Aiguo read exciting news that the trend of the times could not be reversed.

The young Japanese naval admiral Ohkaku died in a plane crash in Doumen County. It is very exciting because he was the highest-ranking general who died during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression.

The fact that both the Blue and Red factions had killed many Japanese generals was also evidence of their belief that they were the backbone of the army.

Compared with the more than 30 Japanese devils, too many generals of the National Army sacrificed their lives. Only one in ten officers of the Whampoa Military Academy survived, and they supported the backbone of the nation.

After several turns, the ferry sailed across the Yangtze River. Zhang Aiguo, dressed in a cotton robe, faced the river breeze, shouting in the wind, his heart as calm as calm water.

Do your best to obey fate!

The appearance of a cultured person is somewhat literary.

He was carrying a leather-wrapped wooden suitcase, which contained several sets of clothes, a pair of cotton-leather shoes and a pair of thousand-layer soles.

There are many travelers coming and going. No matter how difficult life is, life must go on.

I bought a bus ticket and headed north with no clear destination.

Because it is difficult to complete the journey intact.

In addition to the Red Team, the Blue Team also continues to operate behind enemy lines.

After changing buses several times, Zhang Aiguo got off. The city was not big, and the city wall was in a dilapidated state. There were big gaps in some places. At the gate were traitors and puppet soldiers, who were not dressed well.

The cuffs were worn to a shine, had frayed edges, and were patched.

"Boss, are you busy?"

Zhang Aiguo took out some Lao Dao cigarettes and distributed them.

"What's up? Is there something wrong?"

The traitor wore his hat askew and looked sideways.

"Boss, I just came to our treasure land from another place, and I want to start a small business. Can you give me some advice?"

The city is small and there may be fewer Japanese invaders, so their control over the countryside is weak, leaving more room for development behind enemy lines and making it easier to move.

"What is this place?"

"Dangshan, have you heard of it?"

"Pears are delicious, how come I haven't heard of it before?"

“But this city is a bit old.”

"It was a battle. The 102nd Division of the National Army fought with the Locust Army for several days. They fired a lot of artillery and blew up a lot of things."

"Where do we belong?"

"Which place should it belong to? It should be under the jurisdiction of Xuzhou now. The locust army came and re-divided the area. Everyone has been in charge of it. We are at the junction of seven counties. My grandmother doesn't love me and my uncle doesn't love me."

"Which door are we at now?"

"South Gate, see it? On the gate tower, there are plaster flags and two queens."

"Oh, look how hot the sun is."

After chatting for a while, Zhang Aiguo entered the area for the second time. The Japanese were hiding in the military camp, and the daily management was mostly dependent on the maintenance association and the pseudo-county government.

There was a military police detachment of five devils, led by Maeda Xiangji, a sergeant major.

They rarely come out normally, but when something happens, the detective team and Huang Gouzi will take the lead.

This place is the throat of Jiangsu Province, but it is controlled by the Japanese.

Go through the city through the north gate and continue north.

"bang bang bang"

With a few gunshots, a Japanese convoy was ambushed. There were countless anti-Japanese guerrillas active behind enemy lines, with varying numbers of people, backward weapons and equipment, a shortage of food and ammunition, no uniforms, and no military pay. If they were injured, there was no hospital to treat their injuries.

Zhang Aiguo was lying on the ground, and what he saw through the telescope was this group of heroic figures.

The clothes were varied, from yellow military uniforms to farmers' grey cotton bags. Some wore straw sandals, and it is better not to mention the weapons they used.

He is really brave, dares to fight and kill, and is not afraid of death.

"How about starting from here?"

What the guerrillas most desire is to become a regular army and have a formal number.

Most of the numerous spontaneous anti-Japanese groups were wiped out and left nothing behind. Just like the world, they were forgotten and there was no way to trace them.

The reason why Zhang Aiguo did not want to join the guerrillas behind enemy lines was that only a few of the leaders of the anti-Japanese guerrillas survived, and none of them managed to complete the task successfully.

If you disagree to be incorporated, you will be suppressed.

Alas, it’s difficult!