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After saying that, he took out a military water bottle from his waist, took two gulps of it, and ran towards another village.

It is very dangerous to walk on mountain roads at night, but if we are notified one minute earlier, we can transport more valuable supplies. Nothing is more important than this now, so why be afraid of a little danger.

At this time, Old Sun's second son also came out from another room. He had already married and lived separately. He rushed over when he heard the noise.

"Da, it's so late, what happened?"

"Second brother, this is great news. You are the captain of the village militia. Go and gather all the militiamen and be ready to go at any time."

"Old Third, go inform the old clan leader that your Sixth Grandfather and Eighth Grandfather will be having a meeting in the ancestral hall soon."

"Old woman, you and the eldest girl, together with the people from the Women's Association in the village, quickly light a fire and cook. Use the food stored in the village and take 20 kilograms from our house to make pancakes."

This kind of thing has happened frequently before, and many times it was to support the troops. Everyone has gotten used to it, and everyone has their own division of labor, so they won't be in a panic when faced with an emergency task.

Sunjia Village is a very united village. Although the villagers live a hard life, there has never been a traitor. It is a well-known model village for supporting the military.

When the time came, everyone gathered in the Sun Family Ancestral Hall, and then Old Sun repeated the tasks assigned by their superiors.

When everyone present heard that the Eighth Route Army had captured Youxian County, they were all overjoyed and the entire ancestral hall was filled with surprised laughter.

Ever since the Japanese invaders arrived in You County, they have been burning, killing and looting everywhere, making it almost impossible for the common people to survive.

But everyone didn't have any strong weapons in their hands, so they couldn't fight the enemy openly. They could only find ways to support their own troops with some military rations, have the women make some military shoes, and let the strong young men in the village join the army to beat those useless bastards.

Of course, if a few lone Japanese soldiers dared to come to the village and cause trouble, the men and women in the village would be happy to send these beasts to hell.

Just behind the mountain of Sunjia Village, there are buried the bodies of two Japanese devils. They were bought with the lives of six people from Sunjia Village, including the eldest son of Old Sun, the previous militia captain.

At that time, for some unknown reason, two Japanese soldiers broke into Sunjia Village. The militia captain Sun Dabao led his militia team with five muskets and more than a dozen swords and spears, and took advantage of the terrain to block the two Japanese soldiers in a corner of the village.

In the close combat, six militiamen sacrificed their lives to kill the two Japanese devils. Old Sun also lost his most beloved eldest son that day.

But it was all worth it. No one in the village was hurt, except for a few children who were a little frightened.

The old patriarch ordered people to revise the family tree that day, listing these six people separately from those who were previously confirmed to have died fighting the Japanese. Each person's life was recorded in detail. These people are all heroes and deserve to be remembered forever by the descendants of Sunjia Village.

And those who have families and children will be supported by the entire village until their elders die and their children grow up.

In addition, the tablets of these people will be placed separately in a place in the ancestral hall. When the whole village offers sacrifices during festivals, they will always be the first to light the first stick of incense to pay tribute to the departed souls and ask them to bless us to defeat the Japanese invaders as soon as possible and recover our lost territory.

This situation is extremely common in China. Countless heroic sons and daughters fought without hesitation and at the risk of their lives against the brutal enemies. Every household wore mourning clothes and every village held a funeral.

This is also the reason why we, as a typical agricultural country, have the confidence to fight against a powerful industrial country like Japan. As long as all the military and civilians can work together, we will be able to drive out the invaders.

Then, Old Sun continued, "Second Uncle, I decided to take the village militia team and ten carts of young and strong men from each family to the assembly point to check the situation. If necessary, I will send someone back to the village to notify them."

After hearing this, Patriarch Sun just nodded and agreed to this matter.

"Don't worry, I'm at home, nothing will go wrong."

"Thank goodness, our troops have recovered the county. This is an unprecedented victory. Our Sunjia Village has always been a model village supporting the army. We cannot fall behind other villages. If we do, we won't be able to go out and see people."

Several other elders also echoed it, saying that it was an honor for their village to be able to take part in such a good event, and that if anyone dared to drag their feet, they would definitely slap that person in the face with the soles of their shoes.

After everyone reached a consensus, the entire Sunjia Village began to move. Some were feeding the horses, some were making pancakes, and some militiamen were preparing their weapons. There were even a few people who felt that there was still some time before they could set off, so they sharpened their swords so that they could chop off the Japanese soldiers' heads faster and sharper.

At Old Sun's house, militia captain Sun Erbao said with a worried look on his face:

"Da, it's so late today and you're old. The mountain roads are hard to walk on at night. Let me lead the team this time. You just stay at home and wait for news."

After hearing this, Old Sun glared and said angrily:

"You young men are just good at talking but not doing things well."

"It's such a serious matter. I don't want to think that if something unexpected happens, you won't know what to do."

"If your elder brother were here, I wouldn't have to worry about this."

As he spoke, his mood sank and his face was filled with a lonely look.

Seeing this, Sun Erbao hurried to comfort him: "Da, you are thinking about your elder brother again. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have made you angry. Everything is up to you."

After a while, Old Sun calmed down and said casually:

"Forget it, everything is over. Besides, your elder brother died fighting the Japanese invaders. He has always been my pride. We who are still alive should work harder to drive the Japanese invaders away as soon as possible."

About half an hour later, everyone was ready. The ladies in the village packed the baked pancakes into bags and gave one bag to everyone who was ready to leave.

With Old Sun’s loud shout: “Let’s go.”

The militia squad, holding swords and spears in one hand and torches in the other, led the way. The convoys and pedestrians behind them slowly followed, and the whole team headed towards Youxian County.

The remaining people in the village lined up at the entrance to see him off. Even the sleeping children were woken up. Everyone prayed silently in their hearts:

"May our ancestors bless everyone and return safely!"