I want to be a good person

Where do the guns come from?

How many wealthy families are there?

No matter how notorious he is, or how kind he is, if there is a need, just take it. At most you can just write an IOU.

Eat your food, borrow your grain, take your money, smash your pots, kill your people, just think about it and it sounds promising.

The wooden seal has been made, there are still three seals, one for external and internal use, plus a personal seal.

We are also professionals in writing IOUs and promissory notes.

If you have any problem, please find Hong Enbang. It has nothing to do with me, Zhang Aiguo. Besides, you can find Wang Dazhuang.

"Captain, we have guns now. At least we have all the men. Let's roll up our sleeves and do some fighting."

"To call ourselves a group with so few people, isn't it a bit..."

"A commander can be called a commander with only two guns. There are too many makeshift teams. A regiment of the National Army only has more than 500 people. We can't afford to support more."

Zhang Aiguo replied with a smile.

Human hearts are so complicated and their desires are endless.

The temptation of power is indeed irresistible. Once a tiny seed falls to the ground, it will grow wildly as long as there is suitable soil.

Having tasted the power, how dare or be willing to let go? Those who stand in the way and kill one's parents must be mortal enemies, and the fight will not stop until one dies.

I am the only exception. I really don't want to get involved in politics. I want to grow stronger by keeping a low profile, but the rafters that stick out are likely to rot.

In the green smoke, his mind was wandering. Politics and economics are inseparable. He took one step at a time, his face a little gloomy and uncertain.

Any organization with a strong desire for control will force people to make a choice: either surrender or perish.

Zhang Aiguo understood it very well. If he made the same choice, followed the same routine and approach, taking the integrated approach would leave others with no way out.

The location is good and suitable for guerrilla warfare.

"Chief of Staff, how do we recruit soldiers?"

"Brothers fight tigers together, fathers and sons fight together in battle. If there are good people around who can't survive, we will recruit these people."

Wang Dazhuang was a little excited. When the commander shouted, he felt two taels lighter. He felt so good, even more comfortable than eating several bowls of shredded pork noodles in a row.

"It's easy to talk to people, but there are still many ruthless landlords around us, who oppress us and make life difficult for us. Add to that the Japanese plundering, and the common people have a hard time."

My dear, you are also a landlord with some assets, how could this be possible?

You don't do evil, you run rampant in the village, and you bully the people. Who are you doing this for?

With a look of excitement on his face, Zhang Aiguo knew that it was precisely because of a group of people who dared to find the future direction for the nation, were willing to sacrifice their lives and had the courage to revolutionize themselves that the country had hope and a future.

Don't judge a hero by his origin. The standpoint is very important. There are speculators, but most of them are noble.

"Don't worry about the manpower. Let's inspect first. While we wait for the brothers to recover from their injuries, we have to fight a battle."

"Whoever you say to hit, we'll hit him?"

Is it really so simple?

Influenced by their surroundings, they are always smarter than the old farmers and are able to earn a fortune, but there is no good person among them.

"Can you give me a box gun? If that doesn't work, a ten-shot box gun will do."

Better than Zhang Aiguo's box guns, I have touched and played with them all.

"This gun is good, heavy, made of good materials, and it's not cut corners. It will definitely work well."

The comments I heard were basically the same.

To see whether something is good or not, first look at its weight. A high density means good quality, and it feels heavy in the hand and will not be bad.

It feels more than 2 kilograms, much heavier than ordinary masturbators, which is my subconscious reaction.

"I have a way to buy a box gun."

"Really?"

"Lying to you so you can have food?"

"Don't lie, we still rely on you for food."

Wang Dazhuang's land was sold. Following Zhang Aiguo's suggestion, since he had devoted himself to the cause of fighting the Japanese devils, he should clean up his own mess first.

Dawangzhuang was the first to achieve equal distribution of land, and the status of Wang Dazhuang's family became higher. Old man Wang, with a miserable face, was forced to accept the reality.

If the tenants had no money, they would pay back the debt with grain, which was paid off in eight installments.

Now that the landlord’s hat has been taken off, he no longer has to worry about others coming to his house, and at least his house will be safe.

For thousands of years, land has been the lifeline of the people. No matter how much development there is, people cannot live without the land. Without the land, they will feel lonely.

Guns cannot be given away for free. If they are easy to get, people will naturally not cherish them.

Wang Dazhuang's melons and two dates are not even worth my attention.

You have to fight for everything. Being a good person will get you killed, and being upright is stupid.

The only one who is moved by you is yourself. People always remember the evil given by others and forget the good they have suffered.

"Why don't we just fight against the traitors? There's a family in Lijia Village next door. Their son is in the detective team, serving as a squad leader, showing off his power."

Wang Dazhuang said bitterly.

"What's this guy's last name? Come on, tell me your story and see how I can help."

Zhang Aiguo handed over a Daqianmen cigarette.

"I have a boyfriend in Shilipu. We've met and dated each other. According to my father, we're going to get married at the end of the year. He likes me, so we're engaged. We're going to get married soon."

Wang Dazhuang's eyes were depressed, and there was a pain that a man could not express.

"Will your partner agree?"

"She had a younger brother who was young and hot-tempered. He set a trap and caught her. My parents forced her to do that. I don't blame her."

No wonder, ordinary people have no awareness or righteousness at their starting point, and they all grow up in suffering.

"The hatred for seizing your wife is irreconcilable!"

Zhang Aiguo echoed.

"Mr. Hong, help me!"

The man does not flick when he has tears, but he has not yet reached the point of sadness!

"Brothers, don't do this. Get up."

Zhang Aiguo quickly reached out and stopped the other party.

"Revenge is easy to take, but there is one thing I want to say first."

"You say it and I listen."

"After killing the traitor's family, you can't rush to marry her. If the situation is not right, you can't marry her for the time being. It will take a while."

"why?"

"You have a grudge against him, it's obvious, but you are the one who is confused."

"That's right. But I just want to marry her, and she's the only one I want to marry."

"Fuck, it's not a big deal. Three-legged frogs are hard to find, but two-legged people are everywhere."

"You don't understand, he's my classmate."

"Didn't you graduate from primary school?"

"Yes, I went to school with her, and then I went to high school for two years."

"Hey, childhood sweethearts."

"where."

Wang Dazhuang chuckled.

"Da Zhuang is your nickname, right?"

"Yes, my nickname is Wang Yaozu."

"This name won't do. It has too much feudal connotation. Let's talk about it later."

"You really want revenge?"

"Yes, report it."

“Dang~dangdang”

A gong was struck.

"An enemy is coming."

Since Zhang Aiguo came to the village, changes have been made to the warning and alert measures.

A long gong sounded, it was our own people.

Two long gong sounds indicate outsiders.

One long and two short means the enemy is attacking.

Three types are enough, it’s impossible to get any more complicated.

"You go and greet them and see what the situation is. I'll go evacuate the team members."

"By the way, sprinkle some chili powder at the door."

There is a basement under the ancestral hall, and the entrance is just below the altar.

The wounded needed to change their dressings and bask in the sun. The effect of sulfa was very good and there were no after-effects. They ate well and got enough nutrition, so the team members recovered quickly.

When Zhang Aiguo arrived, the slightly injured were helping the seriously injured in the basement, and other team members were assisting.

The inconvenience and shortcomings of the spear became apparent.

I can only take it away.

At the door, the team was led by the traitor Li, and there were a dozen puppet soldiers. It was a crooked team, and they looked exactly like the National Army.

"Wang Dazhuang!"