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

The newspaper in their hands was the *Yudu Morning Post*, though called a "morning post," its news items were all from a week ago or even longer. Despite this, it was still beloved by the people. In times of war, a letter from home is worth a fortune; in this chaotic, enemy-occupied territory, even delayed news was precious!

A quick glance at the newspaper revealed a news item that caught Mancang's attention: Guerrilla hero Peng Xuefeng intercepted a Japanese transport convoy at Shahekou and killed 77 Japanese soldiers!

Mancang remembers that Peng Xuefeng was a veteran Red Army hero who was featured in textbooks! He has always been the pride of his hometown!

Peng Xuefeng was involved in numerous battles, including the Battle of Tuchengling, the two captures of Loushan Pass, the capture of Zunyi City, the crossing of the Jinsha River, and the crossing of the Dadu River. After the outbreak of the War of Resistance Against Japan, Peng Xuefeng was ordered to organize a guerrilla detachment in eastern Henan. In less than a year, Peng Xuefeng developed the guerrilla force, which consisted of only 300 members, into a force with six regiments and three brigades. The guerrilla detachment was later reorganized into the Fourth Column of the Eighth Route Army, with Peng Xuefeng serving as its commander-in-chief and political commissar.

Following the outbreak of the Southern Anhui Incident, which shocked China and the world, Peng Xuefeng was appointed commander and political commissar of the Fourth Division of the New Fourth Army in 1941. Peng Xuefeng led his troops to numerous victories, continuously strengthening the anti-Japanese base areas and anti-Japanese forces behind enemy lines. In September 1944, during the battle to encircle and annihilate the stubborn enemy forces led by Li Guangming, Peng Xuefeng was tragically killed by a stray bullet at the young age of 37.

His youthful ambition was truly admirable and moving. How could he not be excited to see the hero's deeds in the newspapers of this era?

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Manxiang asked when he noticed something was wrong.

"Look at this! This is a great hero!" Mancang said, handing over the newspaper.

"Huh?... Only seventy-seven people! We've killed over two hundred Japanese soldiers in these few trips, haven't we? The secret base didn't clean up the battlefield this time, so we don't know the exact number, but the Japanese corpses left on the main road alone are almost equal to these seventy-seven people! We are the real heroes!... Unsung heroes!" Manxiang said disdainfully.

"Huh?...You don't understand, this can't be compared!" Man Cang was speechless for a moment. He knew his own situation best. He was a time traveler, how could he compare himself to a revolutionary soldier who had experienced the test of war? Their achievements were all real and hard-earned, while he was cheating.

"..." Manxiang was completely puzzled. Why couldn't they be compared? Well, if he didn't understand, he didn't understand. Anyway, he had killed quite a few Japanese soldiers!

"Brother, do you think if we put our story of blowing up the Japanese base in the newspaper, we'd become well-known heroes?"

"Hmm? Don't do that! People are afraid of becoming famous, just like pigs are afraid of getting fat. We can't let everyone know about our little fortune! If the Japanese devils target us, it won't end well!" Mancang quickly advised.

Last time, during the battle at the Ten Thousand Caves, we managed to slip away and hide ourselves. If this gets reported in the newspapers, all our efforts will be wasted!

"What if we set off a smoke bomb for the Japanese?" Manxiang said mysteriously, a sudden inspiration striking him.

"Uh!... That's a good idea!" These words were like a wake-up call. If the base's affairs were published in the Yudu newspaper, it would not only expose the Japanese devils' heinous acts of using living people to conduct experiments on biochemical weapons, but also create a non-existent enemy for the Japanese devils to divert their attention and better hide themselves!

That's killing two birds with one stone! This has potential!

"Tell me more about your thoughts."

"Yeah, I was thinking that we shouldn't be the only ones who know about all the things we've done, right? We can hide our personal lives, but we can't hide the facts! It would be so inspiring if the news of blowing up the base made it into the newspapers!"

He talked on and on, his words flowing endlessly, all he really wanted to do was publicize his glorious achievements. So that when he's old, he can hold up the newspaper and brag to his descendants, "Your grandpa fought the Japanese back in the day!"

Okay! I'm already showing off as soon as I start talking about it. I still can't shake off my desire to show off. What a piece of trash!

However, you need to find a newspaper to report on it. What's the use of having a good deed or an amazing story if it can't be reported?

Unfortunately, the two of them searched through the newspaper thoroughly but couldn't find any information about the newspaper, only that the author of the article was named Ping An Kou!

Okay! Maybe he's wearing a safety buckle pendant. It's just a pen name, don't worry about it too much!

The two wandered aimlessly through the streets. At noon, they each ordered a bowl of noodles with soybean paste at an open-air noodle shop. The conversation of two diners next to them caught their attention.

"The notorious traitor Wu Chengde is in trouble this time! I don't know which hero set fire to his spinning mill last night! I heard several people died!"

"Good riddance! Those traitorous dogs deserve to be punished! I wonder if the dead were ordinary workers or not."

"Impossible! What ordinary worker would risk their life to put out a fire? It must be those lackeys raised by those traitors! It would be better if all those people died!"

"Burning down a spinning mill is just a small venting of anger; it's nothing to that traitorous dog. Burning down his entire Chengde mansion would be much more satisfying!"

"What are you thinking? Even when that traitor goes out, he has so many people protecting him. Who would dare to set fire to his house? He'd be lucky if he could burn down a textile factory!"

"I wonder who did it. I heard that old bastard was shot and killed a while ago, but unfortunately he managed to escape!"

"Where is the person who shot him? Have they been caught?"

"How could that be? If he missed a single shot, he would have escaped long ago. How could they possibly catch him? He's a hero!"

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"Let's find out the address of the spinning mill and go check it out," Mancang said to Manxiang beside him.

"Watching the show? What's so interesting about watching a traitor?" Manxiang said indifferently.

"I'm just idling around anyway. What if I run into a reporter who's interviewing me? Then my newspaper business will be sorted out, right?" Mancang said casually.

"Hmm? That's possible!" Manxiang's eyes lit up, and he turned around to ask the people behind him. He quickly returned, satisfied, finished his meal, paid the bill, and left.

The traitor's spinning mill was on Yuquan Road in the western suburbs. The two of them took a rickshaw and arrived in no time. By then, the spinning mill had been burned beyond recognition. Some people were searching for something in the ruins, while a group of people gathered at the entrance to watch the spectacle and occasionally discuss it.

"This time, the traitorous dog is really angry! His eyes were bulging so much they almost popped out, and he was even yelling at us!"

"Just pretend it's a dog barking! That guy is completely inhuman, I hope he's furious!"

"Those textile workers are pitiful; they've worked for nothing this month. Those traitorous dogs certainly won't pay them!"

"These traitorous dogs only know how to take their anger out on the workers. If they're so capable, why don't they arrest the arsonists?"

"Go ahead and rummage around! What can you possibly make out of everything that's burned to ashes?"