The Japanese no longer believe in the Kuomintang army, and even if the Kuomintang army was killed, they couldn't believe in the Japanese. Xiatian often used iron trumpets to hook up with the Japanese, hoping to sing a "deep affectionate" Taiwanese drama with the Japanese, but the Japanese had only one reaction: they used shells to blow up the iron trumpets.

After almost being sent back by shells several times, Xia Tian sighed:

There is no more basic trust between people!

"Trust you, a big-headed ghost! Xiao Dongyang now wants to eat your meat and drink your blood. Trust? Haha! Dream!" Annoy contempt on the side, saying it was contempt, but after these words came out of his mouth, the others burst into laughter.

That time, Master Yu's first move was the best, and the losses caused to the Japanese can be described in four words:

It's shocking, and it's more appropriate to like it.

It is said that at least 200 Japanese devils fell in the attack, and the revenge that the Japanese broke out later proved one thing-the other party was also eyeing them at that time, but they were too late.

So, how can you dare to have the most basic trust between people now?

But Xia Tian is a person who is good at changing. The Japanese are not fooled. He, a professional "announcer", cannot be unemployed. Therefore, Xia Tian came up with another trick. After disguising the iron speaker, he updated it regularly every day. He was wrong and said some "small knowledge" about Japan from time to time. Several years later, these little knowledge that Xia Tian promoted became the "truth" in the perception of netizens.

After a rumored person found out the source of these "knowledge points", he was shocked to call Xia Tian the "number one black fan", jokingly calling professional black people thirty days, and reversing the historical view...

...

The summer days are becoming more and more "pure-like". Every day, check the training progress of each row, and then tell stories for a few hours, in exchange for a group of listeners' verbal rewards and squirting, and leisurely end the day's "beautiful" life. Master Yu is now used to ending the story in summer. After the story is over, he will even shout "666" from the other side to appreciate the stories told in summer.

"It's a pity that they're all for free!"

Xia Tian despised the actions of the Japanese at the Nantian Gate, and even had a sudden idea of ​​asking for "copyright fees" in a certain dynasty. The Japanese were quite realistic and immediately sent a few shuttles of bullets and a few shells, which was very generous!

As the days passed day by day, the benefits of the Sichuan Army's entry into the National Army gradually emerged - one day he died and sent military pay, and by the way he distributed a bunch of letters. Xia Tian looked at the guys receiving the letters with envy and jealousy, silently went to the position and started another wave of radio.

Well, Master Yu probably fell in love with the messy story in Xia Tian. With a wave of his hand, an electric horn was erected on the sacrificial flag slope. Xia Tian could continue to blackmail Japan with less effort.

As the days passed, some small episodes occurred during this period - Meng Fanle became a deserter and was arrested again. Xia Tian and Hei Li went to the division headquarters to plead with him, and Yanming went to the other side to investigate, which gave Meng Fanle an opportunity to make meritorious service.

On the way to the flag slope, Xia Tian said nervously:

"I have something to tell you."

Long Weng was shocked: "Are your parents on the other side of the shore?"

In just one sentence, Xia Tian's uneasiness was wiped out, leaving only gritting his teeth, and he said, "I'll give that batch of equipment to someone."

"The one who buried Myanmar?"

"Well, I was saved by the guerrillas on the other side, and I had nothing to repay them. After all, my life is precious." Xia Tian made a big joke.

"If you give someone, give him away, just fight the Japanese devils." Long Wenyun calmly answered, Xia Tian immediately understood? His own group leader is not a firm anti-Red official? He even had reason to believe that his own group leader must stand on the stance of sympathizing with or agreeing with red.

Xia Tian was secretly happy. From Long Wen's attitude towards the little bookworm a few days ago, he realized that his group leader was not the kind of staunch diehard. After some "explanation" and "testing", he believed this more firmly - this would be better, so that his brothers would not end up trauma, and the whole group would be discolored!

Summer couldn't help but look forward to the future: the entire Sichuan Army uprising, the Yu Army changed its flag and changed its flag, and raised the sickle and axe flag. It was so beautiful!

"What are you referring to the route of the little bookworm crossing the river?"

Xia Tian smiled and admitted: "I know that the three-day route across the river was told by the guerrillas on the other side."

"Just." Long Wen nodded, not continuing the topic, but Xia Tian was extremely satisfied with this conversation - time is approaching two days when the Japanese deceased knell rang, and it is not long before the final surrender. At that time, what summer will this great country have ushered in for a long time?

Under that general trend, what kind of waves can a humble Sichuan Legion make? What's more, at that time, brothers and feet were slaughtered. A Sichuan Legion, which was changed by Long Wen's body, aimed his gun at his brothers and feet. How could Xia Tian be willing to see such a tragedy?

It’s better to make arrangements in advance!

...

After repeated examinations by Hei Li and Xia Tian, ​​the list of investigations was confirmed - they were basically old brothers, and there was no Veterinarian from Hao, but the veterinarian said they lacked a doctor. Xia Tian could not bear to refuse the old man who was tied to the life and death of this group of people, so he could only fill in his name.

After the preparation was made, Xiatian began a rare early morning broadcast. After the broadcast, the fire-intensive team quietly left the Qiqi Slope and followed Xiatian to the river beach where he came.

The turbulent flowing water lies in the middle of the two worlds, like an unsolvable existence, but human command solves most problems, just like here: a rope is hidden in the turbulent flowing water. When people cross the river, they can grab the rope to avoid being washed away by the turbulent river.

"There are many such crossing points on the Nujiang River. In the past, horse gangs, bandits, and smuggling crossed the river through such ropes," Xia Tian introduced to everyone: "The locals rarely know such a secret crossing point. Let's not mention the Japanese, the pedestal, and we have to use more of this crossing point and come to say hello to the Japanese from time to time."

"It's a loss, why do I think you're more warrior than death?" Yaoma couldn't help but complain. He felt that this experience was enough. This kid still wanted to come from time to time?

"Have you heard a word? If you are wary, you will be safe; if you forget to fight, you will die!"

"Shut up as soon as possible," Long Wenhua: "Go over and investigate early!"

"You must agree with my initiative in your heart!" Xia Tian muttered to cross the river first. The others could not help but be worried when they saw Xia Tian's appearance in the turbulent river. The mysterious dragon, who was responsible for covering, prayed to the gods and Buddhas they knew in a mess.

Xia Tian was like a small boat that could be overturned at any time in the turbulent river, but she was swimming firmly along the rope. Seeing Xia Tian crossing the river without any danger, others remembered Xia Tian’s advice and began to cross the river one by one. Milong and Luo Jinsheng took their respective deputy to cover the cover in the end. Xia Tian and the people who crossed the river continued to expand the range of warnings, providing reliable guarantees for comrades crossing the river.

After crossing the river, Xia Tian introduced the situation here:

"Before I came, the Japanese had already arrested strong men here. Many villages were affected by the Japanese and had to hide in the mountains and fields."

Everyone here is suffering people. Who doesn’t know that the life root of the people is the truth of the land. Family can be destroyed and people can be lost. However, the land is not afraid or unable to be abandoned until it is absolutely necessary. It is unforgivable to delay crops. In the eyes of the people, it is unforgivable to be punished.

"The Japanese often trained soldiers with the people who were hiding," Xia Tian said in a low voice: "The people dare not delay the cultivation, so the Japanese sent teams to 'hunting' all over the mountains,"

Xia Tian remembered the picture of "hunting" that was actually a piercing heart, and said in a sad tone:

"The so-called 'hunting' is the Japanese who used the people who sneaked into the farmland to practice shooting skills. Every day, people are killed in the fields. They live more humble than mice, but they have to risk the threat of death and stay on the land that their ancestors have reclaimed for generations."

The atmosphere of the team became heavier, and Xia Tian lost interest in continuing to speak, and left the team silently. He went to the front, replaced Yaoma as the vanguard in Yaoma's mouth.

The Japanese occupied the west bank of Nujiang River in essence, which was essentially the occupation of strongholds and did not have a deep rule. Moreover, due to the activities of the guerrillas, the Japanese rarely sent small groups of troops outside the radiation range of troops, which made the reconnaissance team safely unexpectedly.

We soon approached Heshun Township.

Meng Fan’s parents are in harmony.

Xia Tian temporarily handed over the vanguard's responsibilities to Yaoma, and returned to the team to ask Meng Fan:

"I'm so annoying. Where do we know where our parents are in Heshun?"

"I don't know the current situation of the master. What's more, it's possible that he was stubborn and fell under the gun of the Japanese," Meng Fan said expressionlessly: "The old man is not only stubborn, but also old-fashioned and mean. He scolds the heavens, the earth, the officials, and soldiers. No one dares to scold him. He will not easily restrain his stubborn temper because the other party is a Japanese, and the Japanese will not show mercy because of his sourness."

Meng Fu said the unexpected calm, but his behavior as a deserter had already shown a lot of things - he was far from as calm as he said. Xia Tian guessed that this guy was burning now with a ball of fire.

"I know the guerrillas here, so I can ask them for help. Don't worry, I have a good relationship with them, and they can help find someone." Xia Tian could only comfort him like this.

The team approached Heshun Township and then disappeared. Heshun Township at the foot of the mountain looked like a ghost - a village without smoke or anger often gave people a feeling of ghosts, and the same is true for Heshun.

"The Japanese killed all the people here, right?" Milong couldn't help but mutter, and the next second, if you earn, die and annoyed, you would resent him. Milong shut up embarrassedly. After the three murderous gazes disappeared, he said to his deputy snatcher Dou Bing: "I'm right, right?"

Doubing can only nod.

Xia Tian ignored this guy's mutter and introduced: "The Japanese arrested the strong men very fiercely. Before I left, the Japanese were in trouble here, and almost all the strong men were captured by the Japanese."

"Wait, I see someone." Hei La, who held the telescope, suddenly interrupted. Following the direction of his finger, Xia Tian identified it for a long time before he saw a figure. He took the telescope from Hei La without respect and Xia Tian started to watch it.

In the telescope, Xia Tian saw clearly:

He was a Chinese man who was carrying a paint bucket and brushing something. He contacted words such as Great East Asia next to him. He could guess what the other person was brushing with his eyes.

The telescope was handed in the hands of Fanla. After looking at it, Fanla said, "It's a sushi."

To obey the people, it is naturally a mockery, mocking the other party for working for the Japanese - is this called cultural invasion?

Xia Tian said: "The soldiers who are in the army have not saved their territory. What are the crimes for the people to work for the Japanese in order to live? If you want to blame them, the soldiers are all prodigal sons."

"You have the same virtue as my father." I'm annoyed.

"Call dad!" Xia Tian said decisively, and was annoyed and snorted coldly. He ignored the bastard who intended to be his dad and said, "Gansu, I'll catch the Shunmin below."

"Let Xiatian go." Death shook his head and replaced him. Xia Tian showed a face to Meng Fan, then turned out to hide, and quickly moved forward in the forest.

"Su Min" clearly appeared in Xia Tian's eyes. Seeing the other person's strokes and strokes carefully, Xia Tian came to a conclusion: this is a scholar.

There should have been contempt here, but Xia Tian looked at the other party’s old appearance, but he could not have the ridicule of "the most shameless trickster". As he said, the army that is responsible for defending the territory did not protect the country's land, and the government that should represent the people did not protect the land given to them by the people. As a damn soldier, what qualifications do you have to despise an old man who wants to survive?

With this complicated feeling, Xia Tian pulled out a bayonet and quietly approached the old man who was writing strokes and strokes. The bayonet was pressed against the old man's neck, and he said coldly, warning: "Don't move! Don't shout!"

The old man's reaction was beyond Xia Tian's expectations. The other party was not concerned about the bayonet that had been added to the neck. Instead, he insisted on writing the word "common", and then slowly put down the paint bucket and brush in his hand and said, "Guojun?"

Very calm tone.

"Guojun, my father-in-law is half a busy?" Xia Tian tried to speak politely, but the bayonet pressed against the other party's neck was not polite at all, and then said without any rejection:

"Please ask the old man to come with me and ask if you have any questions."

"Okay." The old man answered neatly, then picked up the paint bucket and brush. Xia Tian took back the bayonet, but pointed the gun at the other party, signaling the other party to move forward - it was at this time that Xia Tian saw the old man's appearance:

With the same faces as the old-fashioned scholars in film and television dramas and the same taste as them, Xia Tian couldn't help but think of two words: Sour Confucianism.

Such a demeanor is simply the difference between the two worlds of the people in Meng Fan's words - it's incredible that such an old man would actually be the people...

The old man also saw Xia Tian—the face was messy, and the body was covered with leaves, and he seemed to be a ghost. This was a soldier he had never seen before. He was a little crazy for a moment.

"Let's go!" Xia Tian subconsciously shouted, and after he hit the old man with a gun, the old man reacted, slowly moving forward under Xia Tian's drive, silent and taciturn, without saying a word.

Under the threat of Xia Tian, ​​the old man came to the hiding place of the reconnaissance team. He showed a decent and gentle smile, but the messy appearance on his face made his smile look even more ferocious.

"Old man, I'll ask you a question. How many Japanese are there in Heshun Township?" After asking softly, he comforted him: "Don't be nervous. We are the national army and our own people. Just tell us the truth."

But the old man did not answer, and even seemed to have not heard it. His eyes fell straight on the dead and got angry. I seemed to be stunned, and I couldn't speak.

"Do you don't understand what I said?" He asked Xia Tian. As soon as Xia Tian was about to shake his head, he heard Milong suddenly say: "I'm so annoying, why are you doing? Are you dead dad?"

Puff

As soon as Milong finished speaking, Meng Fanlei knelt down: "...Dad."

Xia Tian agreed, then jumped up and avoided Meng Fanle's kneeling: "Just call him dad, don't kneel, I will bear your dad..."

There was no end to say because he found that Meng Fan was not his kneeling.

The others were also stunned, and they found out the situation with difficulty:
Chapter completed!