I want to be a good person

Group polarization.

Someone moved quietly, trying to slip away quietly.

"Did I let you go?"

Zhang Aiguo looked at the stronghold through the wall. There were many signs hanging on it, including a fake police station, a fake district office, a maintenance committee, a three-story turret, and a large bungalow office area.

According to the Japanese's character, they would definitely build a wall inside to separate themselves from the puppet government.

In an era where dramas are everywhere, excessive distortion of history is still a display of lack of confidence and cowardice.

Isn’t it a kind of self-confidence to have the courage to face the past and the shortcomings?

"Show me your good citizen certificate."

Once a fight breaks out, you will be worried and find out after the battle that your home has been robbed, which will make you a laughing stock.

"Keep an eye on the mule cart. If anything goes wrong, you'll be killed."

He casually threw down a five-yuan Central Bank note.

Oh my god, the Japs have changed their nature and given money.

Everyone was stunned and lost their mind.

The two fake policemen at the door carried guns on their backs, staring at the passers-by with a look of bitterness and hatred.

When justice is absent, evil takes its place.

Zhang Aiguo's hands were behind his back. A distance of 100 meters was a bit far.

The puppet soldiers were questioning their lives after being ambushed. Whoever comes will attack them first. Isn’t it just to make a living? Why is it so difficult?

He walked with firm steps. The fake policeman saw it and felt threatened. He wanted to take the gun off his shoulder to be braver.

The other fake policeman was very calm, as if it had nothing to do with him, like a master from another world.

"Hey."

Zhang Aiguo waved his left hand, and something flashed before his eyes.

Military certificate?

The fake policeman touched his feet.

Place your left forearm horizontally to the right in front of your chest, with your palm facing inward and five fingers straight and aligned, and lightly support the upper end of the Hanyang rifle with your right hand.

Gun salute.

This is the etiquette that only those who come from the regular army will have.

Zhang Aiguo returned the gift and walked straight in.

"Brother Qin, who is that?"

"I don't know, is it the Japanese?"

"A bit like."

"But the little Japanese is short, this?"

"Is it important?"

"unimportant?"

Policeman Qin shook his head, took off his hat, and smoothed his hair with his hands.

A complicated look, some pity, and gritted teeth.

"Xiao Zeng, for the sake of your cousin's wife, I'm telling you not to talk nonsense."

"You said."

"If you want to make a living, you have to act like you want to make a living. No matter who comes to attack you, put your gun aside and raise your hands. Saving your life is the most important thing."

"Is this okay? Won't the higher-ups investigate?"

"What can we do? We are not even as big as a sesame seed. Who can see us? We have no money and no power. It is not our turn to take the blame. We can't be beaten or scolded to death."

"high."

"Keep it a secret, don't tell anyone. Staying alive is the most important thing. I won't tell anyone."

"Hey."

Policeman Zeng was grateful in his heart and would definitely express his gratitude to his cousin's wife when he returned. She was such a kind-hearted person, but she had no descendants.

Do you want to help me?

While the two were talking, Zhang Aiguo walked in.

The turret on the side was indeed separated by a wall, and there was a small wooden door in the corner, which was tightly closed.

Zhang Aiguo was strolling around observing the terrain.

"What are you doing? Why are you wandering around?"

"Come here, come here."

"Right away, right away."

He said this, but he didn't move.

The one who called him was a fake policeman. Seeing how reluctant he was, he picked up a wooden stick and started dragging him while cursing.

"Fuck you, you dare to tease me."

He swung his arm in a circle, and the stick hit him on the head with a whistling wind.

"Total Annihilation."

He shouted in a pretentious manner, and those who didn't know would have thought that a master had arrived.

"call"

Zhang Aiguo bent his knees slightly and lowered his head. A strong wind blew past and blew his straw hat away.

He kicked his legs and pounced forward like a tiger.

"Pfft"

The dagger was inserted from just below the Adam's apple.

"Huh~huh"

It was a little difficult to breathe, and the other party wanted to use his hands to pry him away, but Zhang Aiguo let go and quickly retreated, fearing that he would be splashed with blood.

He grabbed the dagger with both hands and gushed out blood, like a fish on the shore, the wider the mouth opened, the more pain he felt.

Pull it out with all your strength as if a last flicker of light.

comfortable.

But I can no longer breathe in air.

There was only the drifting wind, like the wheezing of a bellows.

"Killed."

Breaking into the puppet government’s headquarters and killing people was a huge provocation, and this scene was seen by others.

The policeman at the door also saw it and put down his gun.

"Don't hold the gun, hide."

"How to do?"

"The gun is empty."

"Come on, follow me into the sentry room."

The two were panicked and didn't know what to do.

Older gingers are more spicy.

"You hit me, I hit you, use some force, just knock you out, so you don't suffer."

"Hit with what?"

"The buttstock, this thing is powerful"

"Ready?"

The determined look in the eyes would be hard to deal with even when awake.

"Bang bang."

The young one got his wish and fell down.

The fake policeman named Qin was hit so hard that his head was dizzy and bleeding, but he insisted on staying awake.

"What the hell, what the hell is that?"

He kicked hard a few times to vent his dissatisfaction.

There is no other way but to be self-reliant and rely on myself.

He looked at the butt of the gun in his hand, made up his mind, and in order to save his life, a louder collision sound than before was heard.

The man fell down limply.

Speaking of Zhang Aiguo, when the fake police heard the shouting, they started to move. Suddenly, out of a large group of people, only one or two people ran out of the door.

"bang bang bang"

The sound of the door closing and locking was heard. It was impossible to go back and I regretted it so much.

There was no gunfire, and the Japanese were in an independent world on the other side.

Different food and drink, different treatment.

"Taijun, come and help."

"The Eighth Route Army, they're breaking in.

"Requesting tactical guidance."

They bully the unarmed civilians like wolves and tigers. Once they meet a tough guy, there is nothing they can do.

The Japanese are their backbone and their reliance on military force.

As long as we take down the artillery tower, we can get whatever we want.

Today I want to be a lone hero, killing everyone, maybe it can stir up some hearts that are still hot.

The Japanese and traitors are just like that. The repeated resistance will inevitably bring about the anxiety of losing one thing while gaining another.

No matter how Zhang Aiguo shouted, the Japanese soldier did not make a sound or come over, but just pushed the corpse lightly.

"Snapped"

Bullets hit the corpses. No matter how high-ranking an official was, in the eyes of the Japanese, he was just an animal like a dog, with only a difference in size.

The cunning little Japanese.

They enjoy watching the fun and never mind the big deal.

Since you don't want to come out, then I'll go over.

The dagger pulled open the bolt of the door, and a corpse appeared in front, which attracted a burst of gunfire from the Japanese.

It takes three seconds to pull the gun cylinder to eject the shell, load the gun and aim. Zhang Aiguo stood in front of and behind them, connected by a hemp rope.

Zhang Aiguo rushed to the artillery tower like a ghost leader. He had gained experience after fighting many times.

One trick can be eaten all over the world.

Put a trip mine at the door to avoid being caught off guard.

The people at the gate took courage and rushed into the stronghold.

The Japanese soldiers on the second floor were about to open fire.

Two grenades emitting blue smoke were thrown in succession into the firing hole which was larger on the outside and smaller on the inside.

The sound of hitting the wooden board alarmed the Japs.

Haven't shouted yet.

It’s blooming.

Zhang Aiguo did not get down the ladder, but just squatted down and leaned against the wall to feel the shock.

The smoke has not cleared yet.

The Turtle Box fired several shots inside.

The people rushed into the stronghold, armed with bricks, stones and sticks.

After a few gunshots, they were drowned out by the crowd and fell into the sea of ​​people.

It’s really worth it!