I want to be a good person

"We're here. It's right in front."

Xue Baoguo quickly stuffed the last piece of steamed bun into his mouth and chewed it hard, swallowing it.

The goal is ahead, and if you keep walking, the road will extend. As long as you can keep going, you cannot distinguish between dirt roads, cement roads, or asphalt roads. It's just a matter of whether it's easy to walk on or difficult to walk on.

People are indeed a complex group of contradictions, constantly jumping back and forth.

A sentry emerged from the weeds, covered in grass.

He smiled and said hello.

"Platoon Leader Xue, I saw you just now and almost didn't recognize you."

"I was bitten by the Japanese bullet."

"Just come back alive."

"Yes."

Carrying out reconnaissance missions and handing over intelligence are also risky.

The Japanese are too perverted and often enjoy killing people. You will not die unless you are exposed. You may be implicated if you walk on the street.

"Who is this person next to you?"

"Oh, a fellow villager. He was the one who drove away the Japanese and saved me."

"You still need to see the documents."

The sentry scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Give."

Zhang Aiguo took the initiative to hand over his certificate of good conduct.

"If you are in our area, you need to apply for another pass to enter and exit freely."

"No need, I'll leave after I finish my business and won't stay."

"what."

It’s okay, that’s because he hasn’t seen the team yet and doesn’t understand it yet. After he gets to know it in depth, things will definitely change.

Xue Baoguo secretly comforted himself, wondering if he could have both fishing and fish.

It's normal to have ideas.

Each one depends on his means.

"I'll take him to register later."

The population registration policy is very strict, and the sudden increase in strangers made the villagers very vigilant.

Is this the original Chaoyang Masses?

Zhang Aiguo didn't dare to stroll around. As soon as he walked out the door, he felt someone was watching him.

Trust is a rare thing.

The next morning, Zhang Aiguo saw their meals, which were pancakes made from a mixture of rice bran, bean cakes and cornmeal, and wild vegetable soup.

Hunger, like the air, envelops all Chinese people.

He was thin, had a sallow complexion and sunken eyes.

He is in good spirits and his face is full of smiles.

When playing a Japanese soldier, besides height, there is another more important point, which is physical health. Malnutrition is the norm and cavities are common.

It is difficult to even survive, so how can one have time to brush teeth, let alone wear black stockings and smoke cigars? Ten thousand kilograms of meat are killed on a mountain, and there is no way to finish the food.

The direct descendants of the national army have three meals a day, and they must be the elite among the elite.

Most of the time they had two meals a day, and the rice was mixed with stones and sand given by unscrupulous businessmen. There was no oil or side dishes.

Every day is an environmental protection day, and every meal is a diet meal.

The calorie intake was insufficient, and the troops stationed there for training and building fortifications and long marches left them with no physical strength, and they had to fight the well-fed Japanese soldiers on an empty stomach.

But even so, the Kuomintang soldiers, who were starving and weak, held back the enemy on the front battlefield.

They are all good men of China, how can you slander them!

To look at it from two perspectives, extreme corruption eventually led to the loss of support from the people and the military, and that was the road to defeat for the top leaders of the Kuomintang government.

Xue Baoguo came with four men, all wearing grey military uniforms with several patches on them.

As soon as Xue Baoguo arrived, he wanted to say hello, but was afraid that the leader would stop him.

Because Zhang Aiguo was distracted by the soldiers' food.

Being absent-minded means that he has sympathy for the soldiers. Although we don't know what he is thinking, it will always be beneficial to the subsequent negotiations.

"Ugh!"

I let out a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Lu."

"Let me introduce them. This is our regiment commander Qin Zhengyi and political commissar Gu Houwang..."

The group leader came over and brought the logistics director with him.

"Welcome Mr. Lu. First of all, I would like to thank you for your help. The intelligence came back very timely and is very helpful for our next operation."

Actively extend hands and shake hands, cheerful and generous.

Zhang Aiguo's first impression.

"Easy to do."

"Come, go inside first. Xiao Xue, bring up the breakfast."

"Yes"

"Come, sit down. Today we are taking advantage of Mr. Lu's kindness, so we can improve our food and have a good meal."

Several large bowls of multi-grain noodles mixed with bean flour, the rough granular texture slid down the throat.

I touched it with chopsticks and found an egg underneath. The noodle soup had the aroma of lard and there were two or three droplets of oil floating in the air.

It should be pork skin or lard, and I wiped the pot when it was cold.

The situation behind enemy lines is difficult, more difficult than in previous years.

After taking office, Okamura Yasuji, who was originally a bystander, proposed the most notorious "Three Alls Policy: burn all, kill all, and rob all."

The Japanese were also a society based on personal connections. They promoted people beyond the norm. He was a member of the Futabakai, a fascist young officers group, and was familiar with Itagaki Seishirō and Tojo Hideki. It was easy for him to become an official because he had connections in the court.

How much is a bowl of multi-grain noodles worth?

It was worth two Type 30 rifles, 20 Hanyang rifles, 10 Type 3 rifles, box pistols, turtle boxes, some bullets, a gun oil bottle and matching accessories.

Give each regiment leader a saber as a souvenir.

It was agreed that food would be exchanged for military equipment, but he couldn't resist the urge to accept a promissory note and converted it into money and food.

Although I have been disappointed before, I am now very respectful and I must help those who need to help.

There is no end to making money, but enough is enough for daily life. Zhang Aiguo also wants to own a police car to lead the way.

"This is a chivalrous man. Well, he has a heart to serve his country. He deserves admiration!"

"With the support of the masses, we will surely win!"

Zhang Aiguo left, driving a mule cart with the bells ringing.

“Is this about the Four Beauties?”

"Yes, the name is familiar."

"Don't tell me, I seem to have heard it somewhere."

"Never mind for now. Let's go and cook the dead donkey so that the soldiers can have a good meal and get ready to fight the Japanese."

"It was also a difficult task to bring out the animals that had been killed under the eyes of the Japanese."

"Oh, right, arrange for investigators to survey the surrounding area again. Where did Mr. Lu get his stuff from?"

"You go out for seven or eight days at a time, and the stuff is shipped back?"

"It's a pity that we can't control this important transportation route. Otherwise, it would be of great help to us."

"Arrange the transfer first, the enemy's raid is coming fiercely!"

……

After eating pancakes and wild vegetable soup for several days in a row, Zhang Aiguo was filled with emotion.

In his heart, he treated all officers and soldiers of the National Army equally, without distinction. He looked down on the direct line of the army, and would also help the local miscellaneous troops if they happened to meet him.

In movies and TV dramas, to eat delicious food and drink a little wine, one must be a lieutenant general in the National Army or above, and some of them are done on purpose.

There is no fairness in the world, otherwise everyone would be trying their best to become an official.

Ruger P08, Judas' happy gun!

Zhang Aiguo put the Turtle Box and the Ruger together and compared them personally. He found that the German one was better.

I unloaded the magazine and counted the bullets, hoping that Xier would be strong and get a few more tens of thousands. 600 million is too little, why not make it perfect?

How much money has been donated to the Japanese this year?

Trying hard to search for memory.

During the Russo-Japanese War, Judah Jacob donated 2000 million US dollars to the Japanese in one go.

Oh, I remember now. Judas of the Philippines gave 4000 million US dollars. Since the Qing Dynasty, Judas has supported Japan in all aspects, including funding, technology, and public opinion.

Rather than saying that the Americans are the mastermind behind this, it would be better to say that it is Judas Capital.

Damn Judas!

The source of world troubles!