"Your home isn't far from here, right? Let's go and carry your grandfather back."

After a brief farewell, the three of them set off on their journey to Zhang Yang's home.

The dilapidated scenes around them along the way made the three of them silent.

They could hardly imagine that the Japanese army had caused such great damage to the village.

Dead and injured poultry carcasses can be seen everywhere, and the stench they emit is unmanaged.

Only the crows flying in the sky coming to look for food bring a touch of life to the entire village.

"How many people are there in your village?"

"Why does it look so empty now?"

Gao Mingsheng asked curiously, after all, he had been guerrilla fighting in the Green Swamp area for nearly a year.

They and the soldiers had already searched all the surrounding villages, but had never found anything about this village.

"Our village is called Willow Leaf Village."

"The big tree at the entrance to the village is a willow tree. According to experts, this tree is over 1300 years old."

"And this willow tree of mine will protect our health and well-being for generations to come."

"But when the Japanese army arrived, they cut down the tree."

For rural people, their belief in this tree is like their belief in God.

After the collapse of faith, life gradually lost its meaning.

"Our support was overthrown, and the Japanese army re-established a new regime in our Liuye Village."

"It's to make us villagers work for them for free."

Zhang Yang stopped talking abruptly, which made Li Yunlong next to him feel very embarrassed.

He thought that with his bayonet company, he could protect all the villages around Langshan.

But I didn't expect it to be so dilapidated.

There was a dry well in the village that had long dried up, but a bucket of water was still hanging in the air on a rope next to it.

The whole village looked dead and lifeless.

Zhang Yang knows this place very well. He walks back and forth in the village paths. If he is not a local, he probably won't be able to get out.

After bringing them home, open the door.

Zhang Yang didn't hear the sound of his grandfather coughing as before, so he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Without bothering to explain to the two of them, he simply pushed open the door of the main room.

After entering, Zhang Yang didn't say anything, but just knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his cheeks.

After splashing dust, it disappeared!

"Grandpa, I'm sorry for not taking good care of you during your lifetime."

"It's all Yangyang's fault. How could you be so cruel as to abandon Yangyang all alone and live in this corrupted world?"

"I have already negotiated with the Eighth Route Army and agreed to join their ranks. I have thus accomplished your goal and plan."

Zhang Yang knelt alone in front of the main hall, talking to himself.

Gao Mingsheng and Li Yunlong felt a little confused, and curiosity drove them to move forward.

They came to the door of the house and seemed to see a person lying on the bed.

But this person showed no signs of life and seemed to be dead.

Zhang Yang's words let them know that his grandfather had unfortunately passed away.

"Child, get up. Everyone has to die and the cycle of life and death continues. In this life, you will still be grandfather and grandson."

"Don't be sad, kid. We will definitely take care of your grandfather's funeral. He also hopes that you can join us."

"Dedicate yourself to the Eighth Route Army in the future. Grandpa will definitely see it in heaven."

Zhang Yang could no longer hold back his grief over his grandfather's passing.

He had already lost his father and mother at a young age, and now even his last relative in the world has left him.

Zhang Yang was so heartbroken that he fainted for a moment due to excessive sadness.

Everyone hurriedly helped him to the bed, and after a brief rest, Zhang Yang slowly woke up.

"We put your grandfather down in the shade, and now you are awake."

"Maybe your grandfather did this just to let you join the army without any worries."

"I hope you can understand what he meant. A moment of silence!"

Li Yunlong's analysis was very accurate, because Zhang Yang's grandfather hoped that Zhang Yang would seriously join the army.

He is already in his twilight years and is paralyzed, so he may not have much time left.

It is precisely because of this that such a grandfather chose such a cruel path.

After listening to Li Yunlong's words, Zhang Yang was heartbroken, but he could no longer shed tears.

His eyes were dull and he didn't know how to face the rest of his life.

Zhang Yang got out of bed, followed by Gao Mingsheng and Li Yunlong.

Arriving at his grandfather's room, Zhang Yang knelt down beside his grandfather and touched his rough hands.

"Grandpa, you are the only relative I have in this world. Now you are so cruel to leave me. I don't know what to do."

"But I know you hope I can seriously join the Eighth Route Army to fight against Japan."

"Of course I understand what you mean. I will seriously abide by your wishes. Grandpa, you can go without worry!"

Seeing that Zhang Yang had figured the matter out, Gao Mingsheng and Li Yunlong breathed a sigh of relief.

If Zhang Yang was too sad, he probably wouldn't put all his energy into the mission.

Then the efficiency and success rate of their actions will be greatly reduced, and many accidents will occur.

"Now that you've figured it out, let's arrange to bring your grandfather this afternoon."

"I don't know much about Feng Shui. Perhaps your grandfather has already arranged a place for himself."

As a rural person, Li Yunlong knows these things very well.

Elderly people who are too old or in poor health are very concerned about how much time they have left to live.

They will choose a cemetery for themselves in advance to prepare for their own future.

Grandpa Zhang Yang was no exception. When he was still able to walk, he and Zhang Yang observed the surrounding area together.

It was chosen to be located in a place facing south where one can see the first ray of sunshine at sunrise every day.

There are few people around this place, and no one will come to disturb his future life.

"I remembered a place my grandfather took me to see before."

"He said he would arrange for him to stay there when he gets older. Let's get everything ready this afternoon and go."

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he stood up and left, packing up his grandfather's belongings.

The sadness in my heart surged up again, and tears flowed down my cheeks uncontrollably.

Gao Mingsheng and Li Yunlong remained silent. They did not expect that Zhang Yang would encounter such a thing.

After everyone buried his grandfather throughout the afternoon and said their final goodbyes, Zhang Yang followed Li Yunlong, Gao Wensheng and others back to the Langshan Command Center.

The depressed Zhang Yang was arranged to stay in Li Yunlong's room. They didn't talk much that night and went to bed early.

Gao Mingsheng and Li Yunlong came back and told everyone about Zhang Yang losing his grandfather.

Everyone felt very sorry about this, but there will always be separations between life and death.

There is reincarnation in the world, and the grandfather and grandson will meet again in the next life.

It was just because his grandfather had gone downstairs to prepare a home for him in advance.

"I'm afraid Zhang Yang needs to calm down for a while. Let's make all the preparations and take action as soon as he's ready."

"This matter cannot be delayed any longer. I'm afraid the Japanese army has already begun to make adjustments and preparations."

Everyone kept Liu Yuxiang's words in mind.

"Li Jingrong can now walk, so we'll select these brothers who are more agile."

"Then these two tasks will be carried out together."

The lights in the Langshan Command Center were on all night long, and all the leaders stayed up all night.

The next morning, Zhang Yang left the room before dawn.

When I walked downstairs to the dormitory building, I happened to meet Li Yunlong who had just finished a meeting.

It was daybreak, and this behavior was a bit abnormal.

"Little brother, the sun hasn't even risen yet. Where are you going?"

"If you have any worries, you can tell us. We are your strongest support."

Li Yunlong's words caused a ripple in Zhang Yang's heart.

But it soon disappeared.

"I'm just used to jogging in the morning. I need exercise every morning to eliminate fatigue."

"Captain Li, do you need to come with me?"

Zhang Yang has maintained this habit for many years without interruption.

Li Yunlong dragged his somewhat tired body and waved his hand and said:

"Forget it, forget it. I just finished a meeting and didn't sleep all night last night."

"Go back and catch up on your sleep now. We'll talk about anything when you come back."

"Oh right, there will be a tryout today. I hope you can come back early to be the referee."

Zhang Yang nodded slightly and waved goodbye to Li Yunlong.

For the entire morning, Gao Mingsheng, Li Jingrong and Liu Yuxiang worked together to develop the competition.

"The first thing that cannot be ruled out is physical exertion. By then, the entire assassination plan must be swift and powerful."

"Our soldiers have to travel a long distance to reach the foot of Wolf Mountain. If they are physically exhausted, they will be slow to act."

"Those with good physical strength must be selected first."

Li Jingrong is very familiar with these things, as he used to be a sports athlete.

I came here by accident, but found that my skills were useless.

Therefore, Li Jingrong's words were very authoritative, and Liu Yuxiang, the chief committee member, and Gao Mingsheng nodded in agreement.

"Our headquarters is about 2 kilometers away. Let them have a timed race."

"This is a critical point in the selection of people who can run under 6 minutes."

Commissioner Liu Yuxiang took out his pen and notebook and wrote down what Li Jingrong said.

Secondly, one must be agile and be able to jump up a three-meter-high wall when carrying out assassination missions at night.

Otherwise it will slow down the pace and have more impact when escaping later.

"These movements will use the seven willow trees at our headquarters as jumping points."

"I will set up some obstacles at that time, and the contestants will be the first batch of campaign personnel."

While speaking, Li Jingrong kept looking at the willow trees around him.

These willow trees grow in uneven shapes, but regardless of their height, their trunks are surprisingly thick.

Enough to bear the weight of an adult.

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