I used the Mo Dao (a type of long-handled sword) to fight the Japanese.

"Then we'll have to trouble you, sir! To be honest, we've been here for over half a month and haven't gained anything, not to mention we've had to trouble you. We're truly ashamed of the regimental commander's trust!" Platoon Leader Sun quickly thanked him. He felt quite bad that he hadn't completed his own mission and had to trouble the regimental commander's father.

"Don't be so reserved. I believe Yiliang will understand once she understands the situation!" Zhang Youcai advised.

Platoon Leader Sun chatted with the elderly couple for a while longer before taking his leave. The couple saw them to the door and watched their figures disappear into the depths of the street before turning back. They were overjoyed to have news of their son!

……

At the Qili Township market, Mancang sat at his pancake stall, watching the crowds come and go while eating his pancake and waiting for his crew to finish. Japanese and puppet troops were frequently active; several groups of them had passed through the streets in just a short time.

"Uncle Cang! Lü Hongzhong has been up to his old tricks again lately! Not only has he expanded his ranks by dozens of men, but they're all swaggering around carrying Type 38 rifles. The opium dens are open again, and even more so than before. More than half of the shop owners on the street have become addicted to opium!" Gou Mao, having finished his work, came over to chat with Man Cang about the changes in the market.

"Let him run wild for a few days. The wheat is ripe, and it should be harvested in three to five days. Your task is to find out where the Japanese are storing the grain they've recovered! Is that alright?" Mancang stated the purpose of their trip.

"No problem! Once the Japanese start collecting grain, we'll figure out the tricks of the trade," Dog Hair assured.

"Be careful. The Japanese are definitely looking for people everywhere these days, so don't expose yourselves. Also, find out about the situation in Mafang Village; that stronghold is too much of an eyesore!" Mancang continued.

"Okay! I'll make sure it's all clear!" Dog Hair assured him.

"That's good! Be extra careful when you're working under the noses of the Japanese, and don't forget to train! Look at you, your belly is already showing!" Mancang said, pointing to his belly.

"Well, there's no way around it, eight hundred pounds of cooks will starve to death! We brothers are in charge of the cooking now!" Gou Mao said, rubbing his big belly.

After finishing his business and having eaten two pancakes, Mancang paid and left. The Japanese were searching for him everywhere, so he didn't dare linger and returned to the village early.

Because the Japanese were searching everywhere, the brothers stayed in the village to train. With the addition of Zaohua and Professor Song, they had an extra training component: learning to read and write. Every night, they would sit on small stools in front of the blackboard, like elementary school students, learning to read and write from Zaohua. The brothers suffered terribly!

……

In a farmhouse courtyard on the outskirts of Yudu, Zhang Jingya, the long-haired girl from Tianjin, and the editors of the Yudu Morning Post were quickly packing their belongings. Their two consecutive exposures of the Japanese invaders' crimes had put the already tense Japanese on edge; their newspaper office had been exposed! The Japanese were on their way, and they had to move immediately!

"Hurry up! Not a single original manuscript can be missed!" President Fang Danian urged.

"It's too late! Burn it! We can't expose the submitter!" Zhang Jingya suggested.

"...Burn!" Fang Danian looked at the mountain of documents with deep reluctance. From the simplest news leads to the final drafts and the published newspapers, every step involved so much hard work from everyone involved. These were all precious documents!

With a formidable enemy at hand, in order to avoid exposing those who provided the clues and to protect the reporters who wrote the articles, we have no choice but to burn them with great pain!

"Go! All of you go! I'll stay and light the fire!" Cameraman Zhang Chunwei brought in a bucket of kerosene and poured it on the documents, urging everyone to leave as he did so.

"Let's go! Go out the back door!" Seeing that there was no time to lose, Fang Danian immediately decided to leave.

Everyone looked at Zhang Chunwei, who was pouring oil, with gratitude on their faces. Leaving him to light the fire last was undoubtedly the most dangerous thing to do!

"Jingya, take this!" The long-haired beauty picked up an envelope from a pile of documents on Zhang Jingya's desk and said.

"What are you doing bringing that at this hour?" Zhang Jingya was really at her wits' end. The letter was a box full of love letters written to her. The long-haired beauty laughed so hard after reading them! She even kept urging her best friend to accept the other person's advances!

"Let's go! Keeping it here is a keepsake, isn't it!" The long-haired beauty stuffed the envelope into her backpack, grabbed the other person, and ran towards the back door.

As soon as they left the courtyard, they heard the roar of Japanese motorcycles. They quickly left the courtyard, got into a horse-drawn carriage, and sped away into the distance.

The roar of motorcycles grew louder and louder, and in the blink of an eye, they were right in front of the courtyard. A squad of Japanese soldiers quickly jumped off their motorcycles and surrounded the entire courtyard!

"Search!" A Japanese officer pulled out a pistol and led his men to kick open the courtyard gate and rush into the small courtyard. Once inside the house, they saw a man sitting in a chair, leisurely drinking water from a cup in one hand. The whole house was filled with a strong smell of kerosene!

"Baka! What are you doing?" the Japanese officer shouted at the calm-looking man in front of him.

"Haha, I'll do any job, just not bad things! You want to arrest newspaper reporters? Well, that's me! I reported on the secret base, the demonstrations, and the massacre on Zhongzhou Road! I've remembered all the bad things you little devils have done on this land!"

"Let me tell you, you little devils, we Chinese people know all about these things, one by one! We will settle accounts with you one day! We are the masters here! You devils will eventually perish!"

Zhang Chunwei put down his water glass, stood up, and shouted sternly. At this moment, he was a fearless soldier, undaunted by the Japanese soldiers' rifles and cannons! Tall, heroic, and resilient, he was the backbone of hundreds of millions of Chinese people!

"Baka! You're dead!" The Japanese officer was furious and raised his gun to shoot him on the spot!

But Zhang Chunwei was faster; the fuse on his gunpowder had already been pulled, and the strong smell of sulfur quickly filled the entire room!

The Japanese soldiers present, forgetting to flee, quickly dropped to the ground, but they forgot that the room still smelled of kerosene…

"boom!"

With a deafening explosion, the entire courtyard was engulfed in flames! The fire raged, thick smoke billowed! All evil was consumed! The demon struggled fiercely in the flames, ultimately reduced to dust! The hero will surely rise from the ashes, becoming an even stronger warrior!

"Da Chunzi!"

"Zhang Chunwei!"

"Little mirror!"

Those who had already left the village stopped in their tracks upon hearing the explosion, turning back to gaze at the raging flames and calling out their most affectionate names. A cameraman perished, a courageous young man fell in the inferno…

However, inspired by heroes, many more will rise up! Break free from the shackles, soar into the sky, dispel the darkness, let the warm sunlight illuminate the entire earth, and restore a bright and clear world to the world!