Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Chapter 13 Play!

"Hahaha, Dragon Boat Festival, how are these brothers doing? Hahaha, I almost believe it myself."

When Wei Zhengcai left, the old gourd laughed out loud, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

It turns out that everything is acting.

The arrival of Wei Zhengcai, when he met with Sun Shiyu and Lao Kan, the Dragon Boat Festival already knew.

The Dragon Boat Festival guessed that Wei Zhengcai brought people to supervise the team. Not only did the battle have no effect, but he also held the sword of Shang Fang.At that time, the power of command may not necessarily fall into whose hands.

The Dragon Boat Festival cannot allow such a thing to happen, because if there are such capable people in the 88th Division and the 87th Division, I am afraid that the Songhu Battle will not be so passive in this battle.

That's why Wei Zhengcai saw the impassioned pre-war mobilization of the Dragon Boat Festival as soon as he entered the door, and was then scared away by the Dragon Boat Festival.

"Hmph, these people don't do the right thing and clean up some crooked ways. Did you see that, another call is sent here, this is to empty us on the south bank!"

Dragon Boat Festival patted the phone, not angry.

Lao Hulu also said angrily: "Then I threw him."

"It's not that I fell now. I'll put it on the second floor first, and let the brothers cook by the way. Everyone has been hungry for a day."

"Got it!"

The old gourd answered and was about to move the phone to the second floor, but at this time, a veteran of the security regiment, Youzi-Zhou Dabang, ran in and reported, "Sir, go out and have a look!"

"how?"

Dragon Boat Festival frowned, thinking that Wei Zheng had just left and returned.

But when I went out, I realized I was wrong.Outside the courtyard gate of the Four Elements Warehouse, materials like a hill were piled up at this time.

There are more than 50 long guns and short guns, machine guns, about 300 rounds of bullets, nearly [-] grenades, more than [-] pieces of ocean, and dozens of pieces of gold and silver jewelry.

At this time, there was no one outside the courtyard.Dragon Boat Festival asked: "Who sent it?"

Zhou Dabang replied: "A group of soldiers and civilians passed by just now. They heard the military song of the 29th Route Army in the warehouse, and they all threw things at the door."

Looking at the supplies on the ground, Dragon Boat Festival was a little thoughtful.He said to Zhou Dabang: "Find a few brothers and move all the supplies in. When the brothers are all here, I will share with the brothers before."

"Sir? Are we really going to divide?"

Zhou Dabang suddenly said such a sentence.

"Divided, and divided tonight."

Dragon Boat Festival ordered to go down, and then the only son left alone.

Zhou Dabang hesitated for a while, but still brought people and moved everything into the warehouse.

Looking at the things in front of him, soldiers with mud and sweat all over their faces, showing innocent smiles like children.

They are all from poor people, and they really have no resistance to money.

Money is life for the poor.If you don't have money, you can't eat.If you don't have money, you can't see a doctor.Without money, they can only beg along the street.

So when a person is in a state of poverty for a long time, things like ideals and integrity will gradually leave them.

It's just that for some reason, there was something strange in their hearts at this time. While they were happy, it seemed that something was suppressing their joy.

But they couldn't stop because everyone was laughing.

Dragon Boat Festival was also laughing, and motioned to the old gourd to say: "divide the oceans equally, the officer will take an extra piece of ocean, and I will ask Wei Zhengcai to send the money directly to everyone's homes."

"it is good!"

Lao Hulu was very happy, but when he picked up Da Yang and was about to give everyone a share, his body froze.

Lao Hulu slowly turned around and said with a slightly frightened expression: "Dragon Boat Festival? You really want to guard the Four Elements Warehouse, right? Is this, these, the money to buy your brothers' lives?"

When he said this, Lao Hulu's hands kept shaking.

At the same time, others also looked at the Dragon Boat Festival with fearful eyes.

Dragon Boat Festival showed a warm smile and denied: "Where, everyone thinks too much, and it's inconvenient to carry money on your body. And the little devil will call at any time, who can guarantee that he will be alive tomorrow? Taking advantage of now, we still have this condition, Wouldn't it be better to send the money home?"

Dragon Boat Festival asked back, everyone suddenly realized, and then scolded Lao Hulu for scaring people to death.Pure nonsense.

Some people started booing, and everyone started throwing things in their hands.

Depression, fear, and away from them again.All they have is to stay here for two days, then leave this ghost place and go home to live their own lives.

Do not know why, they believe in the Dragon Boat Festival.Or because the Dragon Boat Festival is only a third-rate army from a local army.

Such troops have nothing to do with the word 'hero' anyway, so they don't believe that the Dragon Boat Festival really dares to stay and fight the little devil to the end.

Carrying food, they gathered on the roof of the Sixing Warehouse. While eating, they watched the well-known 'Walking Maicheng' sang on the stage on the south bank.

They didn't know why, and they were still laughing.But only the Dragon Boat Festival knew that the common people were completely disappointed with the Central Army, and they were using such a song to mock the Central Army's retreat.

"Jiangguang is like frost and horses are flying, riding alone to drive through Changban Wai,"

Dragon Boat Festival suddenly got up and sang, although the tone was a bit unsatisfactory, but it was sonorous and powerful.

The soldiers raised their heads to look at the Dragon Boat Festival, and their hearts were filled with pride, and they sang along with them.

The loud opera sound reached the south bank.The passers-by heard about it and looked up at the roof of the Sixing Warehouse.

A little girl pointed to the four-row warehouse like a sleeping beast, and said in a tender voice, "Mom, there is someone on the roof."

The mother followed her daughter's fingertips with a smile on her face: "That's the military uncle guarding there. As long as they're there, we'll be safe."

"Ok!"

The little girl nodded sharply, and continued to look up at the figure on the roof that she couldn't see clearly, and the song card that she couldn't understand.

At the same time, more and more people were watching.

"Look, they haven't left, they're still here!"

"Good, they are good!"

"Brothers, good singing! Good!"

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Some of the onlookers were delighted, and some even shouted a few cheers to the Sixing Warehouse on the north bank.

The Dragon Boat Festival and the others opened their voices more and more and sang 'Changbanpo'.

On the stage on the north bank, I heard Changbanpo's lyrics and stopped.They looked towards the south bank together and smiled knowingly.

The old master said: "Since people like to listen to Changbanpo, from now on, we will sing Changbanpo every day."

The little apprentice asked, "When will you sing?"

The old master sighed and said, "Sing to the building opposite, until no one is there."

That is to say, even an actor understands at this time that such a force cannot last long.

Because just imagine, how can more than 70 local troops win a battle that cannot be won by more than 100 regular troops.

But at the same time, they are also looking forward, looking forward to a miracle! .
(End of this chapter)