I want to be a good person

"boom"

An explosion sounded on the roof of the car.

The huge shock wave made Zhang Aiguo dizzy.

My heart suddenly sank and I subconsciously stepped on the accelerator.

"boom"

There was another explosion.

The car body seemed to be tired of sitting on it, it raised one side of its buttocks, and then fell down with a clang.

The flower machine slid down and fell on the bottom plate. There was no safety belt, and his head hit the top, then fell down again, and expanded rapidly.

pain.

There was a buzzing sound and golden stars appeared in my eyes.

Even a tortoise shell made of iron is not safe.

The gear mechanism slipped under my feet and I couldn't step on the accelerator, as it was stuck.

Zhang Aiguo turned the steering wheel to the right, the car stopped sideways, and he braked suddenly to kill the engine.

Without bothering to pick up the submachine gun under his feet, he opened the car door, jumped down, crawled on the ground, and a Type 96 light machine gun appeared in his hand.

The bolt has been cocked, ready to fire.

“Da da da da”

The bullet passed under the car body and hit a leg. The gunfire did not stop and continued to sweep in a fan-shaped pattern.

"Squeaky!"

There was a loud sound of metal rubbing against the ground, and Zhang Aiguo felt horrified when he heard it.

Damn, you’ve stirred up a hornet’s nest.

He quickly stood up, grabbed the handle that turned forward, bent over, and ran quickly towards the gate.

"Da da da"

The bullets hit the armored vehicle, suppressing the fire.

"boom"

There was a loud noise behind me and I turned around to look.

There were big holes in the armored car.

What model of tank is this?

There was no way to resist with flesh and blood, and my heart skipped a beat.

He put away his gun and ran, taking the sentry's supplies along the way. It was a good way to make money by turning around in space.

The friction sound of the metal tracks rolling over the ground was getting closer and closer, and even black smoke could be seen coming out, which was the result of the rapid acceleration and incomplete combustion of the diesel.

Soon, the armored car was knocked open.

A Type 95 light tank rushed out, followed by two tanks.

Although the skin is thin and the filling is small, Zhang Aiguo, who has no anti-tank weapons, is helpless. The coordination of the infantry does not give him any chance to take advantage of it.

We watched helplessly as he patrolled the streets in a show of force and shot several innocent civilians with his vehicle-mounted machine gun to vent his anger.

I touched the big bump on top of my head and it was a bit tilted, but it was quite similar to the Type 95 light tank's turret, which was tilted to the left and had a big bulge on the side of the vehicle.

The Japs came to their senses and immediately went on alert, closing the three gates in the east, south and west and prohibiting people from leaving the city. The traitors and puppet troops started to move and launched a large-scale search.

The city wall is very wide, and it is an exquisite small city of several li.

Where to hide?

After Zhang Aiguo changed his clothes, his previous clothes were stained with the smell of gunpowder.

There were quite a few Chinese people whose families were killed by the Japanese invaders. Except in big cities, the housing vacancy rate was frighteningly high.

The evil devils who committed countless crimes were standing in a sea of ​​corpses and blood, grinning grimly.

The wooden door at the entrance was ajar, and the pasted door ribs were exposed to wind and rain, and were becoming blistered, faded, and wrinkled.

The diagonally hung padlock has copper embroidery and a hint of green.

Enter gently and sweep away all traces of footsteps.

The flowers in the yard are withered and weeds are overgrown.

A date tree seemed to be infested with insects and was struggling to survive. A few crisp dates were hidden among the sparse leaves, half of which was dead and half was green.

The room was empty, and all the valuable and usable items were gone.

There were noisy footsteps coming, cloth shoes, leather shoes, iron hooves, there were still quite a lot of traitors, why couldn't this thing be eradicated?

Worried and anxious, he subconsciously scanned the ground.

I was suddenly delighted to find that there was a small storage room in the kitchen.

Without thinking too much, he quickly found the spot, removed the lid, and crawled in.

"bang"

The sound of a wooden door being kicked open.

"Quick, search it."

As no one had been here for a long time, there was a thin layer of dust on the ground and the corners of the walls were covered with discarded spider webs.

The purpose of the search is to make money, which is the purpose of being a traitor or a puppet soldier. Profits drive everything.

The door was kicked open rudely, and the empty environment made them impatient. How could they be in the mood?

"Report, no one."

"The next one."

The wooden door next door was also kicked open, and in the yard separated by a wall, there were cries and shouts.

I was huddled in the underground storage room, which was very narrow. I lowered my head and couldn't straighten my back.

In the dark and enclosed space with no light, the ears are particularly sensitive.

There were sporadic gunshots in the city and the noise was deafening. It was the Japanese devils doing evil.

Night arrived as promised.

Zhang Aiguo pushed open the lid and climbed up.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air; the Japanese had committed another murder.

When I returned to the Japanese military camp again, there were several hanging poles at the door with several corpses hanging on them.

The Japs are in a hurry, where do the armored vehicles come from?

Although Zhang Aiguo erased the serial numbers of various machines, the Japanese had their own way of distinguishing them.

"This is a product of Zhaohe 10 (1935), belonging to the Kwantung Army. When did it come to Xuzhou?"

"Could it be the Battle of Xuzhou?"

"After China seizes it, it will not be willing to invest it."

"The most important thing is how to get in."

"We have checked and no vehicles have entered in the past half month."

"Where is the suspect?"

"One mule cart and its driver are missing, and the convoy has been detained."

"Interrogate immediately. We need a breakthrough."

"They are transporting military supplies to Feng County. The owner is the chairman of the local town's maintenance association."

They are from the same brigade. The devil thought for a moment and said viciously.

"Shoot three people as a warning and continue the city lockdown."

"Hi Yi!"

Amid the sound of the chair being pushed and rubbing against the floor, there was the sound of heavy leather boots tapping on the floor.

Go ahead to dangers.

Zhang Aiguo, who was sitting on the roof, wrapped himself in a military blanket and waited for time to move at his will.

The minute hand turned round and round, the stars kept blinking, and the moon looked down at the earth.

A figure crept towards the wall silently.

There is barbed wire on the top of the wall and an electric fence in the middle.

When a cat was thrown over, brilliant sparks flew up, crackling sounds were heard, and there was a burnt smell.

The searchlight turned and stared at it for a full minute before moving elsewhere.

The patrolling Japanese came over and shone a flashlight to check.

"It turns out to be a cat. It smells so good."

"Miyai-kun, do you want to take it down?"

"Forget it, let's stay up there and scare the Chinese."

"Alas, Genda Fuzou loved cats the most, it's a pity that he died."

"More than a dozen people died, which is really sad."

"Damn the Chinese! Shang Longjun, when will the war end? It ended in three months, and now it's almost four years. Why can't I see any hope?"

"Baga, stop saying such things. We are fighting a holy war and we will definitely win."

"I'm sorry, I will definitely pay attention, but more than a dozen of my fellow countrymen have died, so it's inevitable that I feel sad."

"I just received a letter from home saying they are doing well and our efforts are worth it."

Zhang Aiguo, who was separated by a wall, felt it was very funny.

Every letter from the Japanese to their homeland had to be strictly checked, and the content had to be screened word by word to avoid any words that might affect morale on the front lines.

He wove a beautiful dream that intoxicated the Japanese soldiers on the front line.

"Kamitaka-kun, do you know? I heard that Inukai Haruzo went to the comfort station to relax, and he actually met his mother serving him."

"Really? That must be exciting. But I heard that Nishino Shouichi met his sister."

"Why, they are the families of the imperial soldiers."

"He was a voluntary recruit. Yamano Nijiichi even met his wife and they got married not long ago."

"Oh, we have a day off tomorrow, let's go enjoy their services."

“We have to share it with them. It’s exciting to think about it.”

“It’s really exciting!”