Bright Sword: Double penetration of the dealer, shocking Li Yunlong

After the man in black left, the grandfather on the hospital bed seemed to regain consciousness.

He looked at the familiar figure and seemed to recall the past.

Lying in bed, I am old and weak, and there is no need for me to get involved in future affairs.

He didn't dare to think too much, wondering when these Japanese invaders would be able to leave China.

He took a glass of water from the table next to him, sat up, drank it slowly, and his mood calmed down.

The young man in black opened the kitchen door, and was immediately greeted by a smell of corruption.

The living conditions in this place are very simple, but it was once an extremely beautiful home.

I live here with my parents and my younger sister, leading a free and unrestrained pastoral life away from human habitation.

No one had ever imagined that the claws of the Japanese invaders would reach them.

One night, the family was sleeping soundly.

Suddenly awakened by hurried footsteps outside, the Japanese invaders kicked open the door without saying a word.

He mercilessly ransacked the house, brutally murdered his sleeping mother, and even spared his baby sister.

After seeing his mother being killed, his father fought back, but it was in vain.

Thinking of that night, the young man in black couldn't help but shed tears.

The firewood was placed under the kang and filled up. After it was lit, a wisp of black smoke rose again from the black wall.

"These herbs are really hard to collect, but fortunately, Wolf Mountain is quite large and you can find everything here."

"Today we unexpectedly discovered the Eighth Route Army Headquarters at Langshan. It seems their army has strict discipline."

"Those people I met on Chang'an Avenue earlier were probably impersonators."

The man in black connected the events of that night together, and it was clear that Li Jingrong and the others did not fabricate anything.

The action was taken in order to crack down on the Japanese oil field base.

The man in black didn't care about that. After all, he hadn't contacted his grandfather all day. He went home and quickly took care of his grandfather.

The young man in black skillfully used a spoon to boil these herbs into liquid.

After pouring the medicinal soup into a bowl, I brought it to my grandfather.

"Grandpa, these purple spirit herbs were all collected in Wolf Mountain."

"And I discovered the Eighth Route Army's base in Wolf Mountain..."

"I've played against them before and I think they're pretty good people, but they asked me for something before and I don't know what to do."

Zhang Yang told his grandfather these words, and his grandfather said in a rough voice:

"These Eighth Route Army soldiers bravely fought against the enemy and defended our country. We must maintain good relations with them."

"As the saying goes, the military and the people are like fish and water. If you can join them and join their group, your future will be very promising."

"This matter must not be delayed any longer. You should go meet with them first to discuss the matter."

Seeing that his grandfather believed so much in the Eighth Route Army, Zhang Yang didn't seem to have any good feelings towards them.

Although they are all Chinese and are fellow comrades who bravely killed the Japanese army, there is no connection between them. Zhang Yang seems to be somewhat resistant to them.

But since his grandfather said so, he couldn't resist, let alone go against his grandfather's words.

"If I were to go during this time, I wouldn't be at ease leaving you home alone."

"Why don't I take you there? They will definitely take us in."

Faced with Zhang Yang's words, his grandfather seemed reluctant.

The Eighth Route Army was already exhausted from the war of resistance, and if they had to deal with these refugees, it would probably increase their burden.

In order to take the actual situation of the Eighth Route Army into consideration, my grandfather did not intend to trouble them.

After drinking the herbal medicine, grandpa lay down to sleep. Zhang Yang carefully left the room.

As usual, he jumped lightly onto the tree, feeling confused about his future.

"Although I don't like those people, they are indeed good people. Should I help them?"

"What if they don't need me?"

These questions are nonsense. Zhang Yang does not understand the nature and significance of the Eighth Route Army.

Another sleepless night passed, and Zhang Yang leaned against a tree branch and took a light nap.

At daybreak, Zhang Yang came over to have breakfast with his grandfather.

I told my grandfather my idea.

"I really feel it's necessary to cooperate with the Eighth Route Army once."

"Since Grandpa approves of them so much, they must have something special."

"My grandson still chooses to go alone to find out what's going on. Before that, I will prepare everything for Grandpa."

"Then I hope you can take good care of yourself while I'm away, Grandpa."

After briefly explaining a few things to his grandfather, Zhang Yang embarked on his future journey.

They are so familiar with the entire Langshan terrain that they can find the way with their eyes closed. They have lived here since they were young and have never left.

Langshan has supported many people, but no one expected that it would be occupied by the Japanese army today.

The terrain was also familiar to Zhang Yang. He easily avoided the sight of the Eighth Route Army scouts, came to the hillside where he used to be, and looked towards the Eighth Route Army base.

This time, the Eighth Route Army was conducting daily afternoon training, and every soldier was doing heavy training under the scorching sun.

Close combat alone, or combined attacks in groups of two or three, these are all relatively practical moves on the battlefield.

These moves were also researched and invented by Li Jingrong, and Zhang Yang was very familiar with them.

He couldn't help but watch and was fascinated. Following their movements, Zhang Yang couldn't help but start fighting.

"I didn't expect you like boxing too?"

The sudden words startled Zhang Yang who was fascinated.

He couldn't even imagine that this person could come up behind him silently.

Zhang Yang relaxed his whole body, but remained calm at all times. He slowly turned around and saw that the leader was a lame man with a crutch.

When he opened his eyes again, he realized that they had met that night and couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity.

"Hello young man, thank you for your help that night."

"Otherwise, something might happen to us. We've been looking for you all this time, but we haven't found you."

"It's really not easy to finally wait for your arrival today!"

Facing Li Jingrong's words, Zhang Yang naturally understood in his heart.

760 The two of them had already fought briefly that night, and it was obvious that Zhang Yang's strength was superior to Zhang Yang's.

If the two of them were to fight, Zhang Yang would have no chance of winning.

"It's you, what happened to your leg?"

In response to Zhang Yang's greeting, Li Jingrong shook his head with a nonchalant smile on his face.

"These wounds were caused by me challenging a small Japanese squad alone. I was accidentally shot."

"So I've been recovering during this period, and now I can be considered a disabled person."

After Li Jingrong finished speaking, he limped towards Zhang Yang.

Looking at Zhang Yang's awe-inspiring righteousness, he is obviously a young man with positive energy.

"I'm afraid you've weighed the pros and cons and considered joining our Eighth Route Army."

"Here, regardless of origin or background, we welcome everyone. As long as you sincerely serve the Eighth Route Army, we will fight together against the Japanese invasion."

"We are all equal, we are brothers."

Li Jingrong's words are absolutely correct, and this is exactly one of the principles of the Eighth Route Army in recruiting soldiers.

No matter what your background is, no matter how powerful your capital and influence are, as long as you come here to fight against Japan, you are brothers.

Li Jingrong's words made Zhang Yang feel a sense of belonging instantly.

He couldn't believe that the Eighth Route Army was such an approachable army.

"It seems my grandfather was right. You guys are really approachable."

"But the purpose of my visit this time is just to get a brief understanding. Didn't you say last time that you had a mission to perform?"

"Do you have any ideas about the oil field base?"

Zhang Yangming was a man of few words. After they met, he told Li Jingrong his thoughts directly without leaving out a single detail.

But Li Jingrong did not lie and said directly:

"We fought in the Green Swamp some time ago and dealt a heavy blow to the Osaka Squadron and Miyamoto's soldiers. The Japanese forces throughout Wolf Mountain were also dealt a heavy blow."

"So, this period of time is when the soldiers at the oil field base are exhausted. We also want to use our strength to occupy it completely and completely eliminate the threat from Wolf Mountain."

Li Jingrong's words made Zhang Yang seem to understand that their mission was very urgent, and after all the Langshan soldiers were eliminated, the entire Langshan would return to the embrace of civilians.

It's a good thing for him and his grandfather that they no longer have to live in fear.

Seeing that Zhang Yang was moved, Li Jingrong took two steps forward and stretched out his right hand to shake hands with Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was a little confused, but he still stretched out his hand and clasped his two heavy hands tightly together.

This time there was no secret strife, only normal cooperation and help.

"In that case, how about you come sit down at our headquarters?"

"It will also help you better understand our Eighth Route Army. What kind of organization is it?"

As the sun shines, the shadows of the two people become longer and longer, which also represents that their future is becoming broader and more magnificent.

The two men walked into the Eighth Route Army gate, and the soldiers on the side looked at Zhang Yang with suspicion.

This made Zhang Yang feel very inconvenient and uncomfortable.

Although Li Jingrong walked with a limp using a crutch, it did not hinder his meticulous observation at all.

He noticed Zhang Yang's inconvenience and quickly explained:

"There are only about 100 people in our Langshan Command Headquarters. We are all familiar with each other. They seem a little curious about the sudden arrival of a newcomer, but I guarantee they don't hate you."

Following everyone's gaze, the two came to the command department.

At this time, Gao Mingsheng and Li Yunlong could be heard arguing outside the door, and then Liu Yuxiang came to mediate.

Who would have thought that just after the newcomer arrived here today, he saw that their commanders were not coordinated and it was really difficult to deal with.

"They're usually like this. Perhaps it's due to strategic issues. Don't worry. Come with me."

After Li Jingrong finished speaking, he opened the door.

The quarrel inside stopped abruptly, and everyone cast suspicious glances at him, focusing all their attention on Zhang Yang.

Since he was brought back by Li Jingrong, there must be no mistake. The young man in black in front of him was the man in black at that time.

Li Yunlong is 1 meters tall and passed by the man in black that night.

Now that he saw Zhang Yang, he realized that he was the person he met that night.