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"A Bin." Han Lin came to Liao's grain and oil store and found Cao Zhibin who was keeping the accounts.

"Wait a minute, I'll finish this account." Cao Zhibin glanced at Han Lin and said with a smile.

A few minutes later, he greeted the people in the store and led Han Lin into the backyard of the grain and oil store.

"I was just talking about going to find you, it seems that you have received news," Cao Zhibin said to Han Lin excitedly.

"What?"

"It seems you don't know yet." Cao Zhibin smiled, and he said in a low voice, "Minister Wu has approved our application for a fight, and the organization decided to send us two to Maoshan."

"Really?!" Han Lin was overjoyed.

"This is fake." Cao Zhibin nodded.

"That's great." Han Lin clenched his fists and waved them, "This time we can meet the Japanese invaders with real swords and guns."

He said to Cao Zhibin with anticipation, "I have to kill two Japanese devils with my own hands to be able to achieve success."

Cao Zhibin glanced at Han Lin and patted his comrade-in-arms on the shoulder.

He knew why Han Lin said that killing two Japanese devils was enough. Comrade Han Lin had always thought about killing Japanese devils and avenging Comrade Qin Di.

...

"I'm alone, I'm not worried." Cao Zhibin looked at Han Lin and said, "You have thought about why you told your uncles and aunts."

"In times of crisis in the family and country, since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be achieved at the same time." Han Lin was silent for a moment and said, "I will leave a letter to inform the two elders."

As he said that, Han Lin looked at the sky, "If I could live by chance when the War of Resistance Against Japan is victorious, I will come back to honor the two elders."

"If you sacrifice," he sighed, then raised his head, looked at Cao Zhibin, and smiled, "The horse's body is wrapped in a corpse, and it can be regarded as not insulting the ancestors. The grace of the two elders will be repaid in the next life."

Cao Zhibin didn't say anything, but just patted Han Lin on the shoulder.

Yes, at this time of crisis in the family and country, our men can only sacrifice their lives and entangle them in the horse and wear them. As for the others, they can't care about them.

...

"You wait for me here. I'm done with work. In the afternoon, we will see Comrade Wu Han and say goodbye to him." Cao Zhibin said.

"I'm going to have a walk around, and my youngest girl kept talking about eating Shen Dacheng's bar cake." Han Lin smiled, "When my brother left, I don't know if I can come back, so I have to satisfy my youngest girl's little wish."

"Okay." Cao Zhibin nodded, "Come to find me when you finish your work."

"OK."

...

A car parked outside the Liao family’s grain and oil shop, across the road.

"Mao Rui, see clearly, is it him?" Wan Haiyang asked, staring at Cao Zhibin who was returning to the counter from the yard.

A young man with a bruised nose and swollen eyes and a dissatisfied look through the car window, then lowered his head.

"Speak." Wan Haiyang snorted coldly and said.

"Yes." Mao Rui sighed and said, "His name is Cao Zhibin, and he is the deputy leader of our propaganda team."

He was very upset and even more ashamed.

The great victory of Zhengtai Road has caused heated discussion among Shanghai citizens.

There was a neighbor, an old Ker, who didn't believe it and said that the Eighth Route Army did not have this ability. It depends on the fight against the Japanese, and it was Chongqing.

He was resentful for a moment and argued with him.

With the words of ruthlessness, he even said that the slogan was posted by them, which was a real good news.

Then, that night, he was secretly arrested by the people from Jisifer Road.

Mao Rui thought he could face the torture instruments without changing his face, but when he whipped off a whip stained with salt water, he felt so painful that he realized that he was determined to face the torture instruments. It was really difficult and difficult.

He gritted his teeth and persevered, constantly telling himself that he could survive.

However, seeing the whip did not make him surrender.

Then, the agent on No. 76, in front of him, tortured a person who had been tortured to death with a soldering iron. Then, when the soldering iron came into contact with his skin, a huge pain and burnt smell spread. He could not bear it after all, and shouted "I'll say"!

...

"Who is that person?" Wan Haiyang saw a man coming out of the grain and oil shop, greeted Cao Zhibin and asked immediately.

Mao Rui was stunned.

Wan Haiyang was delighted and asked sternly, "Say!"

"Han, Han Lin." Mao Rui grabbed his hair vigorously, looked at Han Lin's back and whispered, "The staff member of the propaganda team."

Wan Haiyang was overjoyed. He turned his head and said to the agent in the co-pilot, "Luo Xing, follow up and stare at this person."

"Yes." Luo Xing, the co-pilot, nodded, got out of the car, then waved his hand, and several people followed without a trace.

"Huh?" Wan Haiyang frowned in the car. He saw two people sneakingly following Han Lin.

He said to his subordinates in the cab, "Tell brothers, be careful, catch them together, and don't overturn the ship in the gutter."

"I understand." The driver nodded, got out of the car and smoked, made a gesture, and immediately a special agent followed behind him.

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