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"Brother Luo, where are we going now?"

The truck had not driven far when Wei Dayong, who was sitting in the passenger seat, asked curiously.

"Wanjia Town."

"Ah?!" Wei Dayong looked at Rosen and said, "You don't want to take that place down and use it as our base, do you?"

"No?" Rosen glanced at him and said.

"Of course it can be done, but there are only a few of us." Wei Dayong pointed at himself, then counted the people in the back of the truck and said, "Including you, there are only eight of us in total. There is a brigade stationed in Wanjia Town. How can we fight?"

"How do you know?" Rosen asked in surprise.

"After being captured, I had nothing to do, so I just listened to a bunch of people talking nonsense. A lot of things happened all over the world. The 8th Mixed Brigade of the Imperial Association in Wanjia Town was originally the security group of the Kuomintang."

Wei Dayong said: "There is a brother who came from there. I heard him say that."

At this point, he suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "I remember now, he's right behind us, do you want to ask him?"

"Okay, let him come over." Rosen said this, but did not stop the car.

Wei Dayong pushed open the passenger door and shouted to the back: "Lao Yao, where are the people? Come here, Brother Luo wants to ask you something."

"Hey, hey, I'm here, I'm here."

As the voice of agreement came out, a skinny figure emerged from the corner of the rear truck bed and then crawled over very flexibly.

"Boss Luo, what do you want me to do?" As soon as the man came over, he saluted Rosen and asked with a smile on his face.

Rosen glanced at him and found that this guy was the one who had reminded him that something was wrong before. He immediately became interested in him and said, "I was wondering who it was, but it turned out to be you. Tell me, how did you find out that there was someone hiding in the valley?"

"To be honest with you, Boss Luo, I used to be a gangster outside the Great Wall for a few years. I am most familiar with this job of exploring the way." Old Yao answered with a smile.

"Then why did you come to the inner city later?"

"This is all caused by the Japanese devils. These damn bastards not only make it difficult for ordinary people to survive, but also make us have no food to eat."

Old Yao gnashed his teeth and said, "I didn't want to follow the others and surrender to the devils and become a traitor, so I ran to the interior of the country and came to Shanxi without knowing what was going on. It just so happened that there was someone I knew working in the security corps, so I got in with him."

"Then why don't you do it again?" Rosen asked.

"Later, the Japanese came again, and the Security Corps surrendered and was reorganized into the 8th Mixed Brigade of the Imperial Association." Old Yao gnashed his rotten yellow teeth and said, "Damn it, I still didn't want to be a traitor, so I ran away again."

"Then how did you become a prisoner?" The more Rosen listened, the more interesting he found it, and the more curious he became about his unfortunate experience.

"It just so happened that the Nationalist Army was fighting the Japanese and recruiting soldiers everywhere, so I joined them, thinking that at least I could have a meal and fight the Japanese, which was pretty damn good."

At this point, Lao Yao suddenly said with a sad face: "But who would have thought that the regular army would be so damn unreliable, boasting loudly, but fighting like a diarrheal person. I was captured before I could figure out what was going on."

"Okay, follow me from now on. Not only will I lead you to fight the Japanese, but you will also enjoy good food and drinks." Rosen said.

"Oh, thank you, Boss Luo." Old Yao was overjoyed and bowed to Rosen repeatedly.

At this moment, he didn't look like a soldier at all, and was even more of a lackey than the lackeys of the landlords.

"As soon as I saw Boss Luo, I knew you were no ordinary person. Then, after careful consideration, I remembered who you were. I'm not exaggerating, you are this."

As he spoke, Lao Yao gave Rosen a thumbs up and added, "Even if I don't have a good life following you, I'll be at peace if I die fighting the Japanese."

"You have a real mouth." Rosen smiled and pointed at him, saying, "Tell me what's going on in Wanjia Town. I'm planning to take it down, and I need your intelligence to guide me."

"Ah?!" Old Yao was stunned when he heard it, and his mouth full of rotten yellow teeth was exposed. "Boss Luo, Master Luo, Ancestor Luo, do you know how many people there are in Wanjia Town?"

"Nonsense, didn't you just say that?" Rosen said, "There is a mixed brigade. Even if these puppet soldiers don't eat empty salaries, there are only about 4,000 people at most."

"Yes, Boss Luo, you are quite clear about this. That's 4,000 people!" Lao Yao showed four fingers and said, "4,000 people is not a small number. We only have eight people. How can we fight this battle? They can drown us with just a mouthful of spit."

"Bullshit!" Rosen shook his head and said, "I won't drown, but I will definitely be sick to death."

"Boss Luo, this is not the point." Lao Yao felt that he had collapsed, and said earnestly: "Boss, it's not that Lao Yao is a coward, it's really that this battle cannot be fought."

"Monk, what do you think?" Rosen asked.

"I think it's mysterious." Wei Dayong said to Luo Sen: "Brother Luo, I know this is how you fight."

He raised his thumb and said, "But no matter how good you are at fighting, you can't beat more than 4,000 people by yourself, right?"

"Besides, even if we risk our lives to fight them, we don't have enough ammunition. But..."

Wei Dayong's expression suddenly became solemn, and he said, "You saved my life. As long as you want to fight, I will follow you and fight them to the end without hesitation."

"Don't you regret it even if you die?" Rosen asked.

"No regrets." Wei Dayong said firmly.

"Okay, I guess I didn't misjudge you." Rosen smiled and looked at Lao Yao and said, "I've decided to go to Wanjia Town. Go back and talk to the others. I welcome those who are willing to go with me, and I'll send those who don't want to go. We are brothers, so let's part ways in peace."

"Boss Luo..."

"Go."

……

After the truck drove for more than ten miles, it stopped with a squeak.

Luo Sen said to Wei Dayong, "Monk, go to the back and ask who wants to leave, and then let them go immediately."

"Where's the gun?" Wei Dayong asked.

"Send them."

Wei Dayong nodded, opened the car door and jumped out.

After a while, Wei Dayong came back and said, "Brother Luo, three more have left. Now there are only five of us left, including the two of us."

"Who is there?"

"Lao Yao, Lin Manfu, Shi Lei."

"Old Yao didn't leave?" Rosen was a little surprised.

"He didn't leave." Wei Dayong said, "He said he was tired from running. He wanted to fight with Brother Luo this time. If he died, that would be it."

"Okay, if there are three people willing to risk their lives with us, then all my work will not be in vain." Rosen smiled and restarted the truck, turning a few corners and stopping again.

Not far ahead was a Japanese artillery tower, stuck right in the road.

"Brother Luo, you don't want to destroy this artillery tower, do you?" Wei Dayong asked.