"That fellow, why don't you just call me Comrade Zhang or Captain Zhang?" Zhang Yunfei almost hated that guy Tiedan. No matter what his seniority, it's better now. A man in his thirties or forties calls himself

Uncle, who can withstand this?

"That uncle, isn't this bad?" Zhang Zhaoji said with a troubled face.

After receiving Zhang Hongyuan's order, he rushed over to obey the instructions.

Uncle Hong Yuan gave in and wanted to show his goodwill to the Eighth Route Army, but the old fox used his own unit to show his goodwill, which meant that he would bear all the risks.

If something goes wrong in the future and someone pursues the investigation, their family may very well be the one who was thrown out of the car. Who told him that his father died early, and his family is a single generation, and he is alone.

Since he has put in the most effort, he can't lag behind others in selling things well, otherwise he will suffer even more losses.

"Uncle... uh..." Zhang Zhaoji saw Zhang Yunfei's face drooped when he heard him address him like that, and he quickly responded, "Captain Zhang... it's not impossible to help you defraud the Jiuligou gun tower. It's something I can help you with."

Once the news leaks out, once you leave, those traitor lackeys will not let us go."

No matter how you say it, even if you are selling a favor, you must let the other party know how much you have paid, and you must not let the other party feel that you are deliberately asking for credit.

"Well, your response was very good. I did neglect this." Now Zhang Yunfei was in a bit of a dilemma.

It is certain that people who help their own people will be retaliated against. The Japanese's "Three Guangs" policy is no joke.

The former Zhang Hongwu became a traitor because he was afraid of Japanese revenge. Although the reason was far-fetched, it was not unreasonable.

Once the Eighth Route Army is involved in fornication, even if the whole village is not massacred, those who helped the Eighth Route Army must be handed over.

The Japanese can let you exist, but there is a prerequisite, that is, you must be a good and obedient citizen.

Zhangzhuang is a shallow mountainous area and can only be used as a guerrilla zone. It is not suitable as a core base area. Even if they have been conducting guerrilla operations in this area, it is impossible to take care of it.

Their safety is really a problem. If they don't need their help, it will not be an easy task to take down a turret.

If you do not knock down the enemy's gun towers, you will not be able to achieve your goal of mobilizing the enemy, and subsequent operations will not be able to proceed.

Seeing Zhang Yunfei deep in thought, Zhang Zhaoji was surprised. He wouldn't have tried to persuade the whole person. This would have been a bit exaggerated.

If the Eighth Route Army no longer fights at Jiuligou, there will naturally be no need for one of our own to lead the way for the other side, and we no longer need to take risks.

But this is really not the result he wants. He comes here to sell misfortune... Oh, he is a favor-seller, but he is not here to persuade others to take back their fate.

Although this is naturally good for him, it also has many disadvantages. The person in charge of Zhang Zhuang's words now is Uncle Hongwu who has gone to the township office to take up his post.

However, as the older Uncle Hong Yuan, his prestige in the village is also very high, and even Uncle Hong Wu has to give him some respect.

However, neither Hong Wu nor Uncle Hong Yuan actually have much to do with his lineage. They are said to be from the same clan and the same clan. To put it bluntly, they have been in the fifth server for a long time, and there is not much kinship at all.

Externally, we can still connect with each other, but internally, there is a difference between closeness and distance. For example, this time, if something dangerous happens, distant branches like them will go first.

He understood what the banker meant. Isn't it just like the Three Kingdoms, where multiple bets were made? Many big families, Wei, Shu, and Wu all bet. It doesn't matter who wins and who loses. The families all benefit from it and are always on the winning side.

As for those family members who are in the loser camp, they are also necessary sacrifices for the prosperity of the family.

Therefore, in the early years of Zhuangzi, some people joined the Jin-Sui Army. When the Central Army came, some people defected to the Central Army.

When the Japanese came, Uncle Hongwu and others defected to the Japanese again. Now the Eighth Route Army came, and they also showed their kindness to the Eighth Route Army.

Now I have to really persuade him. It was a small plan to interfere with their plan, but it slapped Uncle Hong Yuan in the face. He could not say anything in front of the boss of the Eighth Route Army, but he could directly affect the boss of the Eighth Route Army. His face

Where to put it?

They already treat me poorly, and if they make such a fuss again, they will treat me even less well.

In this turbulent year, even if you escape this time, what about next time? There are always many opportunities to top the tank.

So, it's better to be more cautious. After all, this person's surname is Zhang. With this little affection, he might be able to take care of her.

"That uncle... uh, Commander Zhang, do you think this will work? After the matter is completed, I will take my boy with you. If we leave, they won't be able to find anyone if they make trouble." Zhang Zhaoji said.

"Uh, you want to join the Eighth Route Army?" Zhang Yunfei, who felt that things were a bit troublesome, did not expect that Zhang Zhaoji would make such a request, and Wei Wei was a little stunned.

Fortunately, he didn't know about Zhang Zhaoji's psychological activities. Otherwise, he would have lamented that in troubled times, no one is simple. Even a small village is full of strategies, just like the Three Kingdoms.

But now Zhang Zhaoji has also given him a problem. He seems to be a bit older when he joins the army at his age. There are many people in their thirties who join the Eighth Route Army.

Not to mention the distance, the Yang Zhiming I met recently only joined the Eighth Route Army in his thirties, but he is a cultural person after all, and he can be of great use with just a little training.

But this guy, I really don’t know what he can do if he joins the Eighth Route Army.

"Captain Zhang, I don't have high demands. I can do anything. You see, my county boss is actually only thirty-six years old, not thirty-five. You just need to bring me and my boy with you."

"

"Your boy?" Good guy, you still have to take care of the family.

"As for my boy, he is already eighteen years old, and he is the one you arrested."

"..."

Zhang Yunfei sweated profusely and forgot that in this era, late marriage and late childbearing were not advocated. It was quite normal to have an adult child in your thirties.

They are going to stage a drama of father and son going into battle.

"Captain Zhang, please take us with you. My mother-in-law left early and my parents are no longer here. We are the only two at home. I will lead you this time. If the devils find out, they will never let us go. Really

If that doesn't work, just take my boy with you. He is of the right age to serve as a soldier. As long as he is safe, I will rest assured."

"..."

If you really don't take him with you, you're just willing to die without saving him. You're asking for an orphan on your death bed. It's interesting. It's just a bit of a joke.

"You can follow me if you want. By the way, what's your boy's name?" Zhang Yunfei sighed, wondering whether he would take the father and son with him now.

"Zhang Duanliang! The big name is Zhang Duanliang!"

"Okay, bring that Zhang Duanliang here." Zhang Yunfei ordered.

Soon the soldier escorted a young man in. He was not convinced by the soldier's push.

"If you have the guts, come at me, don't touch my father!" When he saw Zhang Zhaoji in the room, he was so angry that he wanted to rush forward and fight for his life, but the escorting soldiers held him down.

"You brat, what are you yelling at? No matter how big or small, this is my great-uncle." Seeing that his boy was so fiery, Zhang Zhaoji rushed up and kicked him, dragging him to his knees.

Sir, this kid has been spoiled by me, and it’s all my fault.”

"..."
Chapter completed!