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Just now, when Rosen was searching for the remaining Japanese soldiers in the Japanese training ground, he found a very accurate military map and loaded it into the map specialty.

Now when you drive in the wilderness, you don’t have to worry about getting lost.

Originally, Rosen was considering whether he should look for Zhao Gang, who was about to take office, and get in touch with Li Yunlong through him.

But he quickly gave up the idea.

Although he admired Li Yunlong very much, he really had no intention of joining him and serving under him.

It's all about killing the Japanese anyway, so working on his own might not be much worse than following Li Yunlong.

But Rosen hasn't figured out what to do next.

At this moment, the rear window of the truck was knocked twice.

A slightly hoarse voice came: "Sir, I feel something is not right. There may be an ambush around here."

"There was no ambush." ​​Rosen slowed down the car a little and said, "But there were three passers-by."

The mountains were high and the roads were dangerous, and Rosen was driving a Japanese military vehicle, so of course he was not completely unprepared.

Since leaving the training ground, there have been five crows circling within a ten-mile radius, and any movement could not escape Rosen's eyes.

Naturally, he had already discovered Zhao Gang, who was hiding in the valley ahead, holding a gun and standing on guard.

At this moment, Rosen really had to sigh that the plot's correcting power was indeed quite strong.

Or it could be said that it was natural for Wei Dayong and Zhao Gang to get together.

Otherwise, why would he drive around and eventually meet Zhao Gang?

"Monk, go out and shout, tell them we are just passing by and we mean no harm, and tell the guy on the opposite side to stop pointing his gun at me. I am tired even if he is not." Rosen gave the order casually while driving.

"Hey."

Wei Dayong was really obedient. He opened the door and leaned out.

He didn't mind the cold and just shouted at the top of his voice against the wind what Rosen had just said.

Perhaps it was because he saw the military uniform on Wei Dayong, or perhaps these words were indeed useful, Zhao Gang not only put away his gun, but also came out from his hiding place.

"Hello, brothers from the National Army." Zhao Gang greeted them in a familiar manner and walked towards the car with a smile.

Several of the Kuomintang soldiers in the back of the truck subconsciously raised their guns.

"What are you doing?" Rosen saw it in the rearview mirror and shouted, "Put down the gun."

"Sir, he is from the Eighth Route Army."

"I'm not blind. I can see what's wrong with the Eighth Route Army. Can they still eat us?" Rosen said again: "Put away your guns."

"Yes."

At this time, Zhao Gang had already arrived nearby.

Rosen also stopped the car, opened the door, and looked him up and down.

I have to say that the Zhao Gang in front of me is much younger and more handsome, and has a temperament that college students of later generations do not have.

Maybe it's the spirit of a scholar, or maybe it's the courage to be the first in the world and willing to give up everything to save the country.

Rosen couldn't explain it, but his impression of him increased greatly.

"Hello." Zhao Gang came over and greeted everyone, then extended his hand to Rosen and said, "Hello, my name is Zhao Gang."

"Hello, my name is Rosen."

"Which department are you from..." Zhao Gang was about to ask about their origins, but suddenly his expression changed slightly, and he looked at Rosen and said, "Your name is Rosen?!"

"Yes." Rosen smiled and said, "It's genuine."

"The Rosen who fought in the Sihang Warehouse Defense Battle?" Zhao Gang looked at Rosen with some excitement and admiration and said, "The Rosen who fought in the Nanjing Defense Battle?"

This is the magical effect of Legend Degree +5, which is truly famous throughout the world and known to everyone.

"It's me." Rosen nodded in acknowledgement.

"Hey, sir, why didn't you say so earlier!" Before Zhao Gang could say anything, Wei Dayong beside him slapped his thigh and saluted Luo Sen, saying, "Hello, sir. Wei Dayong, the sergeant squad leader of the 72nd Division, reports to you."

"I've told you before that I don't want to be a soldier in the National Army anymore. Just call me Rosen from now on." Rosen said.

"If you don't want to be a soldier in the National Army, then I won't be one either." Wei Dayong said with a smile, "From now on, I will follow you to fight the Japanese. I will do whatever you say."

Rosen didn't expect that his registration would have such a great effect, almost as good as Li Yunlong's.

But it’s good that Wei Dayong is willing to follow him. At least Rosen will never let him die at the hands of Xie Baoqing.

"Ahem." Seeing that the two of them had started chatting and completely ignoring him, Zhao Gang quickly coughed lightly to indicate his presence.

Rosen smiled and said, "I'm sorry, we just met. I'm sorry that I ignored you when we started chatting."

"Aren't you from the same unit?" Zhao Gang asked sharply.

"Yes." Rosen said, "They are all prisoners of war. They just escaped from a training ground of the Japanese. They are wandering around with nowhere to go."

At this point, he glanced at Zhao Gang and said, "Where are you going? Do you want me to give you a ride?"

"Didn't you just say you didn't want to be a soldier in the National Army..." Zhao Gang looked at Rosen with eager eyes and said enthusiastically, "I happen to know a good place. Do you want to go and take a look?"

"Okay." Rosen nodded with a smile and said to Wei Dayong, "Go to the back and ask. If you want to go back to the National Army to serve, leave immediately."

"Okay." Wei Dayong agreed and turned around to pass on the message.

The people in the car quickly split into two groups again.

Most of them wanted to leave, which was in line with people's thoughts at the time.

Even Wei Dayong in the original plot did not want to be a member of the Eighth Route Army at first, thinking that the Central Army was the regular army.

If Zhao Gang hadn't saved his life and Li Yunlong wasn't famous enough, Wei Dayong would have left within two days.

"Give them two guns for self-defense," Rosen said. "We'll take the rest as a gift."

The Kuomintang prisoners of war who were determined to leave took the two Type 38 rifles handed to them by Wei Dayong and left.

It’s not that some people complained that they had too few guns, but when they saw Rosen and remembered how ferocious he was when he killed those Japanese soldiers, no one dared to express any doubt.

Only six people were determined to stay and follow Rosen.

Among them was the veteran who had just knocked on the glass to remind Rosen to be careful.

"Let's go." Rosen looked at Zhao Gang and said with a smile, "Please lead the way, I will follow behind."

That being said, it really took Rosen a lot of effort to get here.

It’s not that the mountain road is steep and difficult to drive on, but that there are so many checkpoints along the way.

From time to time, someone would ask them where they were from.

Occasionally, a children's group member holding a red tasseled spear would appear, leaving Rosen helpless.

Rosen even suspected that if Zhao Gang and his two guards had not accompanied them, they would have found it even more difficult to move forward.

From this we can also see that the independent regiment and the common people are very vigilant and have strong control over the defense zone.

But before they reached the independent regiment's base as Rosen guessed, they were stopped again.

The ones coming this time were not the militia forces like the county brigade or district squad that we encountered before, but the real Eighth Route Army.

"You can't go any further unless you hand over your gun to us for temporary safekeeping."