This is a yard, and a group of people sneaked into the old man's steps. The reason why they were sneaky was entirely because these guys were mean.

This is what Xia Tian said, although this behavior was the leader he led.

Along the way, Meng Fan, who was clamoring that his father had died and he didn't even have a grave. When he met his father, it was not Xia Tian, ​​but that head was kowtowed to the old man in front of Xia Tian. The old man was Meng Fan's biological father.

But this is not the point.

The point is:

Meng Fan suddenly became the second generation official. His father was Wang Jingwei from Heshun Township. His identity suddenly changed, and he was a veritable... the second generation official.

After entering the yard, Meng Fanlai followed the old man in, while the others stayed in the yard sneakily.

"Lai'er, please do me!" Buluo Jianxixi said, asking Ma Jianxixi to learn from Meng Fan'er to kneel down, and said in a slight manner: "Dad, Liao'er is here."

"No, he is angry, he should tell me!" Xia Tian corrected that Bu La and Yao Ma and Jian Xixi changed their words and learned again. The cool appearance attracted a lot of laughter.

Amid the laughter, I ran out in a hurry and told the imperial doctor that it was a veterinarian. I was wrong and called the doctor because Meng Fu was too surprised and fainted.

The veterinarian has now become a real doctor.

Xia Tian was very curious about this kind of kneeling ceremony that he had never seen before. After being together, he was not so hot, and after being numb for a while, he went to peek at Meng Fan's kneeling ceremony. A group of bitches followed closely and directly overturned the other person's door, causing the old man to shout:

"What kind of pride is it! What kind of pride is it!"

After the veterinarian confirmed that Meng Fanlai's mother was overly surprised and fainted, she became the main topic. She was wrong to Meng Jingwei again. It was Meng Fanlai's father who asked about the specific situation of the Japanese army around him. The answer he got was that there was no Japanese army stationed in Heshun Township, so everyone rushed into Lao Meng's house.

...

The house Lao Meng lives in is the same as that of most "well-off" homes in this township, but scholars are scholars after all, and the whole yard is decorated well. The flowers raised make people feel relaxed and happy when they come in. The empty home is full of books and the fragrance of books is also charming. In summer, it is like entering the Grand View Garden, wandering around and savoring the unique taste of scholars of this era.

It's very good. Although it is definitely boring to see Lao Meng and his son being together, there are many strange rituals and are sour, the unique feeling of "Farming and Reading House" in his era made Xia Tian secretly call this trip worthwhile.

After a while, when I died, I had someone pass on the message and signaled everyone to be ready to entrust the letter and leave.

The purpose of this trip is very clear, to pick up people and explore the way.

Of course, I picked up Meng Fan’s father.

But Lao Meng is not a scholar. The lifeblood of a house requires that Meng Fan be carried away. He used to be a real rich second generation. His ancestors passed down a considerable family business, but his rich family business disappeared as he moved here from Peking, leaving only a room of books.

This is the lifeblood of Lao Meng!

After moving for thousands of miles, he gave up everything he could give up, but he left these books. Now, when he needed to move again, Lao Meng asked the books without reason to go with him.

If the book doesn’t leave, he won’t leave either!

"This old man Meng is too much!" Milong muttered to Xia Tian carefully: "We are going deep behind enemy lines. How can we fight each person with fifty or sixty kilograms of books? When the Japanese come, we have to lie on the ground and wait for death! I'm so annoyed, why is his father so unreasonable?"

"Do you know what is inheriting a national spirit?" Xia Tian asked, Milong pointed at himself in shock. Such a profound question, do you ask me?

Ask if Yu Blind Liu is good!

Xia Tian said to himself: "It's a scholar! From ancient times to the present, the only scholars who have truly inherited this country. Lao Meng is a scholar. He thinks differently from us, not to mention that the war will end sooner or later. In the future, our spirit will have to be filled with the books inside, so... recite it."

Milong was confused and didn't understand what Xia Tian said. In fact, Xia Tian himself didn't understand it either, but as many thieves said: respect scholars!

Besides, Meng Fanle is their brother, so it is natural to occasionally get two blows for his brother. After all, you can't keep getting hurt!

So Xia Tian’s attitude is very clear: you must memorize it!

However, he was a vanguard and needed to explore the way for everyone and to be alert. So when everyone was busy, he went outside the town without hesitation and became a "steady" old ox for everyone's safety considerations.

Yaoma looked at the room full of books, then looked at Xia Tian's appearance of leaving with his head held high and his chest, and he was drooling. He regretted why he gave the priest's duties to Xia Tian to stand guard by himself, wouldn't he feel good?

"I'm not lazy, I'm responsible for everyone's safety! An old ox as down-to-earth as me, is so rare in this world..." Xia Tian hid outside the town, thinking leisurely in his heart that the sky is so blue, the mountains are so green, and the people are so...

people?

Xia Tian hurriedly wiped his eyes, then picked up the telescope to see it.

"Fuck!"

After seeing the figure walking freely on the mountain path, Xia Tian couldn't help but curse it. It was a group of Japanese devils. Unlike the Japanese he had seen before, these Japanese devils carried guns, pulled livestock, and carried all kinds of messy materials that were obviously robbed. They were walking leisurely and leisurely.

There are more than twenty Japanese soldiers in total, and they should be two squads. It is easy to determine the status of this group of Japanese soldiers from their outfits: they were patrolling and robbing.

The life of the Japanese is getting worse and worse, which means that the people in the area they occupied will live a worse life!

Xia Tian immediately retreated into the alley quietly, and then rushed towards Meng Jingwei and made a mistake again. It was Lao Meng's yard.

"The devils are here! Two squads! They are patrol teams carrying robbed livestock and various supplies."

The people who were packing books in a mess instantly entered the state of battle. One second before they were like a group of bastards, but the next second, they became iron-blooded warriors.

"Prepare for the battle!" Long Weng ordered in a deep voice, and then signaled Xia Tian to come with him. The two of them came to the high place, and Xia Tian pointed out the direction for Long Weng.

Long Weng held up a telescope to check it out, and asked casually: "How to hit it?"

"Let's wait for the rabbit. Lao Meng is Meng Jingwei. It's time for the Japanese to welcome them when they come, right? Let's trick them over and pinch their heads and tails to bloom in the middle. How about?" Xia Tian offered his advice.

Long Weng looked at Xia Tian in shock: "Sir should treat each other with admiration for three days after leaving!"

"Talent, just talent." Xia Tian boasted, and Long Weng was speechless, saying that you are fat and still breathing?

...

Lao Meng is out of the way.

At the intersection of the main street, he faced the Japanese and asked the Japanese to go to his house to rest.

This is a destiny. According to Lao Meng, the Japanese patrol team would come to him to inquire about the situation every time through Heshun. From time to time, various material indicators were issued. Lao Meng was responsible for collecting them. They were responsible for cleaning up the last little property of Lao Meng, a troublemaker who disrespected the imperial army, and fell into the hands of the Japanese in such a stake.

If they come later in the summer, they can really see the scene of Meng Fan's words "My father is dead, and he can't even find the grave."

The Japanese were not alert, and the team of more than 20 people followed Lao Meng into the alley dozens of meters and walked towards Lao Meng's yard.

Squeak

With the sound of pushing the door, the two Japanese in charge followed Lao Meng into the yard, but saw two people in the yard looking at them with a smile.

The Japanese were shocked because the military uniforms of these two people were familiar with.

"Baga!" The Japanese, who realized something, cursed angrily and immediately reached out to pull out the gun, but the bullet came towards him, and then fell to the ground without even making a hum.

The gunshot alarmed the Japanese in the alley. They scurriedly removed the robbed loads and entered the "gun cutting" mode. But it was too late. As the gunshot sounded, many heads appeared on both sides of the alley, and then the bullets poured down, drowning the Japanese queue in an instant.

The Japanese who were holding a single-shot rifle bolted into the ambush circle carefully prepared by automatic fire. How many opportunities can they have to resist at such a close distance?

The battle began very suddenly and ended even more suddenly. In almost ten seconds, the roaring rain of bullets came to an abrupt end, but there were more than twenty Japanese corpses on the ground.

"Finish the fight! Clean the battlefield!"

As soon as Long Wen's voice fell, everyone jumped off the walls on both sides of the alley and finished stabbing one corpse after another.

In the yard, Meng Fanye pulled out the bayonet and walked past his father who was still motionless under the cover of Sangla. He approached the Japanese who fell to the ground. He saved his life under the Japanese sword. He was very knowledgeable about the final blow. Only one knife was used for a corpse, which was simple and efficient.

If the Japanese who didn't make up for him knew that there was an extra expert in the final blow because of him, would he regret the septum?

Lao Meng forced himself to turn his head. He wanted to see the corpses of the Japanese and the bastards who trampled on the Chinese territory after their death. But the moment he turned his head, he saw his only son, holding a bayonet indifferently, stabbing into the corpse of the Japanese who fell to the ground.

And his belly, a few quarters of an hour ago, was kneeling in front of him and kowtowed as usual.

Lao Meng...is scary.

...

This meticulous ambush has little to do with Xia Tian, ​​because he is still a sentry who is fighting, the less he cannot relax his monitoring of the surrounding environment. This is a truth that all commanders understand.

So Xia Tian regrets, regrets why he was lazy before. If he hadn't been lazy, he can now hide behind the walls of the alley and wait for the Japanese to get into the jar like a turtle.

Regret!

Xia Tian saw the Japanese disappearing behind the alley, and sighing regretfully then the gunshots suddenly rang, and in an instant, from calm to intense. In less than ten seconds, he returned to calm again. Xia Tian regretted more and more. His grandmother's beauty, such as closing the door and beating dogs and catching turtles in the jar, was actually excluded.

"I am a vanguard, I am a vanguard. This kind of work without technical content has nothing to do with me." After comforting himself, Xia Tian focused on observing the surroundings, for fear that the Japanese would appear at the sound of gunfire.

Someone!

There was a shadow in a small alley that flashed one after another. Xia Tian was shocked and immediately changed his lurking position and monitored the inside.

While he was waiting patiently, several shocked figures gathered together. After seeing the other party's outfit through the telescope, Xia Tian temporarily breathed a sigh of relief, not the Japanese military uniform, but it was not ruled out that the Japanese were lurking troops.

The Japanese can take out any tricks. When they retreated to the Nantianmen, if they weren't dead and were alert, who would have thought that a large number of Japanese scouts would have been infiltrated in the team?

Xia Tian warned Dou Bing and asked Dou Bing to tell the group of people what he saw. He quietly touched him, intending to find out nearby. The other party was also touching him. Xia Tian simply waited for the rabbit and lie on the other party's way forward.

Uncle Sangen?

Little bookworm?

Go smoothly?

But what Xia Tian didn't expect was that he, who had planned to suddenly kill, saw three most familiar faces.

"Meow, the big fart is gentle, how many forces are hidden?" Xia Tian muttered, then he shouted: "Uncle Sangen!"

"summer?"

"Brother Xia!"

Uncle Sangen and Shunshui were shocked when they saw the sudden appearance of their faces. After they saw the familiar face clearly, they became excited instantly. Even the little bookworm was surprised to see Xia Tian treat him the best when he was in Zenda. When Xia Tian knew about his idea of ​​going to the other side to join the guerrillas, Xia Tian sent him to the riverside and told him how to find the guerrillas.

Shunshui and Uncle Sangen have not seen Xia Tian for a long time. After seeing it suddenly, they were very surprised. Shunshui asked after the surprise: "Brother Xia, did you do it just now?"
To be continued...