After ten seconds of silence, Li Wei burst out.

"You idiots need to bring so many things. Do you think you are going on an outing? Do you have to carry so many such heavy things? You are caught by the Japanese. Your life is the most important thing. Throw away all unnecessary things for me, textbooks, musical instruments, and you, and you, the broken pickle cans. Just carry the necessary food, clothing, daily necessities and medicines. Hurry up." Li Wei almost fell into hysteria. These students who had no war experience had almost dozens of kilograms of weight per person. Before they set off, they were already blushed by almost half of the property.

Those students were quite obedient, but what were not very important things to throw away? This is a question worth considering. The teachers and students on the school playground were busy, and they were not picking left and right and hesitating to bring items. It would be a pity to throw this one away, but they just put it down and wanted to take it back.

"What are you doing? Are there so many things to pack?" Li Wei issued an order anxiously. The refugees were suddenly in panic and chaos before. It was almost certain that the Kuomintang army retreated without any resistance, and the Japanese devils rushed in.

Li Wei felt like he was about to faint again, and the cold gun barrel of the sg-552 was almost pressed against the heads of these students. In addition to being frightened, the remaining students almost burst into amazing efficiency and quickly packed up the necessary items, barely reducing the weight.

After wiping a sweat, Li Wei finally looked at the students and men with thanks for cleaning up, and his heart was almost crazy.

Li Wei brought a student to the playground just as he was about to set off, but Zhao Lei brought more than a dozen students from the Iron Blood Society to the playground.

Zhao Lei had a bad face, and there were blood on his body. The students around him were all in messy clothes. It seemed that he had suffered a lot during the parade.

"Where are you going?" Zhao Lei was a little surprised and saw that the people from the handicraft club and some student teachers were packing their luggage and ready to go.

"We are going to participate in the anti-Japanese war!" said Zheng Tongfu, president of the Handicraft Society. He was wondering why Zhao Lei, the eldest young master, appeared now.

"Where to fight against Japan, where to fight against Japan, where to join the anti-Japanese team?" Zhao Lei did not seem to have thought of the members of the handicraft club doing it. He usually did not have any patriotic actions, but now he has put it into action.

"Join the Eighth Route Army!" Li Wei replied that Zhao Lei's father was a commander of the National Army. He probably would not let Zhao Lei be in danger and would send someone to help him. Zhao Lei did not need Li Wei to worry about it.

"Are you a Communist?" Zhao Lei could hardly believe this idea. Within his understanding, Li Wei's usual personality could never be a Communist. Apart from his knowledgeable knowledge, his style was almost no different from a gangster. He slept in class and teased female classmates (what is teasing, I casually told a few modern jokes. Modern people are not as open as modern people, and they are wronged! ~). He had a fight with street hooligans, so how could there be such a Communist gangster?

"Yes!" Li Wei stared at Zhao Lei. After all, Zhao Lei was born in the family of senior Kuomintang officers, so he had to be on guard against it on weekdays.

"Just because you are going to fight against Japan like this!" Zhao Lei could hardly believe it. Apart from thinking about some strange things all day long, the people of the Handicraft Club really couldn't understand these students with strange personalities. Their actions were more decisive than those of the Iron Blood Society, which organized and promoted anti-Japanese actions all day long.

Li Weiliang took out the sg-552 automatic rifle in his hand and said coldly: "Just rely on the gun in my hand!"

The sg-552 has a smooth shape, and the simple black lines reveal a smolder murderous intent. The students from the Iron Blood Society behind Zhao Lei looked at it and looked at each other.

"So it was you just now!" Zhao Lei finally understood, with surprise and sudden realization in his tone. When the anti-Japanese parade was massacred, the Kuomintang army in the massacre suddenly suffered inexplicable shooting. Government officials and the army suffered heavy casualties, and at least dozens of them were killed. The anti-Japanese parade team was spared from greater losses. He did not expect that Li Wei was so hidden.

Li Wei shook sg-552 and said, "Are you going with us?" Although his words were in vain, he couldn't help but say it. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a military truck driving into the school gate. Five or six well-equipped soldiers stood on the car.

"Me?!~" Zhao Lei stammered and hesitated. There was almost a huge gap in combat effectiveness and fighting spirit between the Communist army and the Kuomintang army. What's more, the Communist army's anti-Japanese revolutionary base firmly blocked the Japanese army. Speaking of anti-Japanese war, the Kuomintang army could only rely on the large number of people to fight against the Japanese and the few people. The Communist army could be considered a real anti-Japanese war. In terms of military record, the Japanese and puppet troops destroyed by so many troops of the Kuomintang army may not be as good as the Communist army.

Seeing the fully armed soldiers of the Chinese army, the students and teachers suddenly became nervous, as if a group of chickens had met a weasel. They couldn't help but panic. The morning massacre was still fresh in their memory. If they hadn't seen Li Wei with a gun in his hand and talking to Zhao Lei calmly, they would have been screaming and running around.

Since the truck drove into the campus, Li Wei knew that this was not for him and these students. If they were really to be arrested, the truck would not have driven in, and there would not be only a few soldiers who did not form an assault formation. Moreover, even if they came to Chenggu County to arrest, it would be too late. Most students and teachers had already transferred in advance. If people were arrested on the campus, there would inevitably be a few strong backstage among the students, which would be enough to make it difficult for those involved in the arrest to end.

The truck stopped after a sharp turn. The soldiers in the car jumped out of the car and walked straight towards Zhao Lei, completely ignoring the sg-552 in Li Wei's hand. At most, they just took a look. From the expressions of Zhao Lei and Li Wei, they could see that the gun in Li Wei's hand did not threaten anyone.

Several soldiers hugged an adjutant and walked to Zhao Lei, standing attentively and saluted, "Young Master!".

"Young Master, the master sent us to take you back!" The adjutant said respectfully to Zhao Lei, "Please follow us immediately."

Only then did Zhao Lei show the unique arrogant expression of the young master of the official family that he had never appeared before. He just turned his head and said lightly: "Adminton Zhou, please wait a moment, I have something to say to our classmates."

"My father is a senior official of the Kuomintang. I am destined to become a member of the Kuomintang in the future. If I want to join the Kuomintang, I can fight against Japan." Zhao Lei said word by word in Li Wei's eyes.

Li Wei browed, but still said nothing.
Chapter completed!