"A group of soldiers, none of whom understands the flag language, and none of whom understands the flag language, how to deal with it! How to deal with it!"

He Shuguang looked at Yu Xiaoqing in confusion, pretending to be an officer, resisting orders, and not enough ten heads to cut off. Why was the rank of the group...why was it difficult?

...

This is the most comfortable sleep in summer in a long time. The feeling of waking up from the fact that the stomach is not rebellious, and it is the taste that almost always forgets in summer.

But suddenly, something was wrong - he didn't lie somewhere, but was in a bumpy state, and it took him a long time to sort out the situation:

I was carried by someone, and was carried by someone on the rugged and bumpy mountain road.

"Shh!"

Xia Tian was asking, and a man with a vicissitudes of life made a ban on the sound. Xia Tian concentrated his mind and heard the noisy ghost screams. It was the chaotic sound of many Japanese gangs, and they were very croaking like the legendary ghost screams.

"The Japanese came to Ciliang Temple, Master Shihang is dealing with it, let's move first." The other party whispered and explained the reason. Xia Tian understood a little, and tried to struggle, but found that he had no strength at all and could only let himself be carried.

He looked at these people silently. The other party was dressed as mountain people. The only difference from mountain people was that they were all carrying guns, and there were four people in total. Xia Tian saw four weapons. What made Xia Tian most strange was that the other party was carrying a strange small bag. After watching for a long time, Xia Tian made a half-believing judgment - that should be black gunpowder, right?

With a messy dress and a variety of weapons, Xia Tian instantly thought of a possibility:

"Are you guerrillas?"

"Yes, brother of the Kuomintang, you are so smart." A young man carrying him suddenly turned around and replied with a smile, showing his white teeth, very white teeth, and a very beautiful smile.

...

The group stopped on the mountain far away from the Japanese to rest for a short time, carrying the young man from Xia Tian and said with admiration: "Brothers of the National Army, Master Shihang said you are exhausted. How tired are you? You actually slept for three days!"

"Three days?" Xia Tian seemed very relaxed and said, "It's a bit short. I've definitely not made up for the sleep I lack in these three days. The Japanese are so bad. If they didn't make up for the trouble, I would probably be able to sleep for four or five days and make up for the sleep I lack in the past!"

"I didn't expect that your national army brothers could be so funny," the young man laughed and said, "I have only Uncle Sangen who is so funny."

"You have called me by other national army brothers, my name is Xiatian." Xiatian introduced himself, and then said sincerely: "Thank you for saving me!"

"It was Master Shihang who saved you," said Uncle Sangen, who said in the mouth of the young man: "By the way, your four companions are safe, and our people have sent them across the river."

"Thanks."

"It should be, Master Shihang said, we are all Chinese."
Chapter completed!