I want to be a good person

Chapter 400: You Erbi Attack

"Snapped"

Gunshots were fired.

The figure lay on the ground motionless.

Just as he was about to get up, another shot hit the ground beside him, sending a strong warning.

Only when you are alive can you have a chance.

Gao Deli remembered his boss' words and decided to nip all unfavorable factors in the bud.

Being soft-hearted will only bring more harm.

It doesn't matter whether innocent people are hurt or not.

Eject the shell again, load the bullet into the chamber, and aim again.

Zhang Aiguo, who was in the room, heard the gunshots. Chang Youju stood up and walked out with two people.

The sweat on the head of the chief was like entering a sauna.

"Who is in the village?"

As he asked, he opened his holster and pulled out the bastard box.

"Taijun, Taijun, please spare my life. They forced me to do this. I am a good citizen."

"Ah."

The headman fell to his knees on the ground with a thud, sobbing and crying.

"Get up, the village actually dared to take in resistance elements. This is fighting against the locust army of the Little Japanese Empire. How are you going to die?"

"Please spare my life, Master. I am willing to pay for it."

"Oh."

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the head of the village little by little.

"You'll still be mine even if you die, so why should I let you take my money? Remember, my money is very important."

"Taijun, you are busy with official duties. If I hide, you need to find me, right? This will delay your work. If you want to torture me to extract a confession, I can only bite my tongue."

"You're lucky tonight."

Zhang Aiguo said casually.

The lucky ones were the fake devils. If they were real devils who massacred and burned the village, it would be a blessing from God if only one person could survive.

"Go, take it out."

The two team members followed and watched the other party pick up hoes and shovels and dig in their own yard.

He did it twice more before he finally gave up.

"that's it?"

"Please understand, Majesty."

The harvest was placed on the table, estimated to be around four or five hundred dollars.

“Take the fiat currency.”

One should not exhaust all the fish in the pond, but should leave some for those who come later, mainly because legal tender is no longer viable.

There was a noise coming from outside the door.

A young man was dragged in with his fingers tied behind his back with two hemp ropes.

His face was full of grief, resentment, and a hint of unwillingness.

There was no yelling or cursing, just calm.

If everyone has faith, the country has hope!

It is because of their contributions that New China came into being.

Zhang Aiguo gave him an appreciative look of encouragement.

There were no gunshot wounds on his body. Gao Deli did a good job.

There is no point in making unnecessary enemies, unless you want to kill them all.

The noise in the village gradually calmed down. The anxious headman, the man tied under the table, and the sentry patrolling back and forth were still keeping their eyes open, unable to fall asleep.

"oooooo"

"Wang Wang Wang"

Roosters crowed and dogs barked, the night sky was broken layer by layer by the sounds, and the white core was gradually peeled off.

Zhang Aiguo stretched and practiced some boxing in the yard.

"Boss, what do we do with that person?"

Gao Deli asked in a low voice.

"You're like this..."

After thinking for a moment, he replied in a low voice.

Smoke was rising from the kitchen, the only place in the village where smoke was coming out.

Two meals a day is a helpless choice. Who doesn’t want to have enough to eat? The taxes levied are numerous and under many names. Later, the types were reduced, but the quality remained the same, truly achieving the goal of ensuring quality rather than quantity.

Compassion for the world?

It's just that the old face is replaced by the new one. The sky is still the sky, the earth is still the earth, nothing changes...

"preparation"

The sound of the bolt being pulled, even with eyes closed, echoed in the lake of my heart, deafening.

The endless echoes, the past emerging frame by frame, and tears in my eyes.

"Snapped"

The crisp sound of the Type 38 rifle.

My heart tightens and it hurts.

The pain of the bullet penetrating the body.

I have never been shot, but I have asked veterans and know what that feels like, and I have made some mental assumptions.

I opened my eyes, the wind was still howling, the world was so beautiful!

Strange devil!

There must be a purpose, we must report it immediately.

With a struggle of both hands, the rope fell off.

I got up and ran as hard as I could. My hatred for the Japanese gave me enough motivation. My blood circulation accelerated, the numbness and soreness disappeared, and the more I ran, the more energetic I became.

The team continued to move forward, playing more deeply.

Art comes from life. These damn Japanese guys really did nothing good.

The resonance of the characters helped us better understand the atrocities committed by the Japanese invaders on earth.

People were afraid of the devils and knelt down to beg for their lives.

If you don't kneel you will be shot. If you get close you will be shot. They will shoot you for no reason. It is extremely difficult to stay alive.

Success cannot be replicated. The various forces in the Japanese homeland reached a consensus and learned from the Qing Dynasty's approach of entering the Central Plains, with 20 people controlling a vast territory with a population of over million for more than years.

Since the late Qing Dynasty, they have supported various spokespersons and fought proxy wars, making a divided country conducive to their blood-sucking and plundering.

The Russians and the Europeans and Americans who came from across the ocean fought recklessly, rushing to the battle and competing for various interests.

The nearby ones require places, and the far ones require money, so we have no choice but to make the people suffer again!

Is the usual practice in the late dynasty the only shortcut?

A feast that only brings sadness and tears to China!

Thousands of years of accumulation and heritage were plundered.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. With a bang, Zhang Aiguo slammed his hand on the table beside him.

"squeak"

Slam on the brakes.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, just thinking of something disgusting."

"Keep driving."

The pain in my hands is the bitterness of being powerless to change the current situation.

After a long march, the team members felt tired and physically exhausted.

How can you fight a war when you are used to a life of luxury?

Relying on the officials' bad mouths, on the pens in the hands of scholars, on the acting skills of actors, on the singing of actors, on the debauchery of the rich, or on something else?

After all, it is the children from ordinary families who bear everything.

Operation Leapfrog.

He will sweep across the land, kill ghosts if he sees them, and kill traitors if he sees them. He won't be lucky and will soon fall into trouble.

The wind stopped.

The temperature seemed to have risen by one degree.

It is difficult to judge whether a goal is valuable. I can only rely on one sentence: it depends on my fate.

The outpost ahead is obviously much larger, so it’s time to refill the gasoline.

The convoy is as powerful as fire, determined to sweep everything away.

"Special search team?"

The treatment is different, soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, devils against devils.

"Sir"

Zhang Aiguo walked over from the truck with a gloomy face.

The Japs stood at attention and saluted respectfully.

The classes are clearly divided, and the so-called "the lower ones conquering the upper ones" is nothing more than being pawns that have no control over their own actions, being bewitched by the Japanese and becoming cannon fodder.

Inside the stronghold, a room was tightly locked.

After walking through the stronghold, we found that the Japanese had a reasonable firepower configuration, including a Type 26 light machine gun and a Czech ZB light machine gun.

The food unloaded from the trucks made the Japanese extremely excited. Food shortage had started at the end of last year, and not having enough to eat was a common occurrence.

Anti-Japanese sentiment in the occupied areas was high and the movement was in full swing.

In the 29th year of the Republic of China, the number of Japanese people of military age available for recruitment was basically zero. By the second half of the year, Japan's domestic economy and food supply would collapse.

This year is a critical year of watershed. The desperation of being in a dilemma forced the Japanese to take risks again and choose to go south to look for new resources to plunder.

During the conversation, the great man pointed out that the Japanese would even more vigorously push forward the political offensive of "using China to control China" and the economic aggression of "using war to support war".

The Japanese's nationwide holy war was fully launched in the 26th year of the Republic of China. Women participated in the work and many of them were exhausted. The cost of the war was enormous.

The little Japan, which is at its peak, cannot grow long.

The little Japanese in front of me will not survive this night.

Well, I said.

If you eat my food, you will have to pay with your life.

How fair.

The foam of beer in the glass disappeared, and Zhang Aiguo smiled, his teeth shining brightly!