"What a strange woman!" When Wang Laomao sighed like this, it was already the next day, and their group of people pressed the arms toward the Taihang Mountains.

Everyone was impressed by Gao Huaide.

Think about it, with the current weak reality of China, those people who want to fight against Japan sometimes have to risk their lives in order to get a gun. How could they not praise Gao Huaide, with his own ability, go to the arsenal of the 53rd Army and make such a batch of weapons so easily?

"Why do I feel like I'm picking a cucumber from my own vegetable garden?" Qiu Bo also sighed like this.

Obviously, Gao Huaide has drawn weapons and ammunition from the 51st Army's arsenal for more than once.

As for Gao Huaide's ability, Shang Zhen has no one of his group, even if they are added together!

You should know that the Northeast Army has now been directly under the National Government. Although it is also called the Northeast Army, it is actually a series of Central Army.

That old man could not give them wages or replenish their troops, but he could not give them guns and ammunition!

Shang Zhen sat in the carriage and was full of admiration for Gao Huaide. He sat with Gao Huaide and listened to Gao Huaide's speech.

Gradually, Shang Zhen understood that if the Northeast Army wanted to fight against Japan, it would regard all the real anti-Japanese forces as their ally.

All insiders know what Gao Huaide did. Gao Huaide did exactly what they wanted to do but could not do. So who wouldn't cover her up?

"Sister De, how many weapons do you have to pull out from the arsenal?" Gao Huaide smiled when Shang Zhen asked Gao Huaide this question.

"I didn't pull so much, didn't you guys this time? I'm just like a mouse moving, just bringing a few people!" Gao Huaide said with a smile.

"Then you really have to be careful. The people of the Military Control Commission are not vegetarians." Shang Zhen was worried about Gao Huaide's safety, so he said so.

The scar left by the whip on his body is now evidence.

"What are you doing without risks? It's no difference between doing this and you're on the battlefield.

Do you want to fight a hundred Japanese or a hundred Japanese? Do you dare to say that there is no danger if you fight a ten Japanese?

This time it's a big deal, it's worth it!

You don’t know how shortage of guns is in the Eighth Route Army now. Because of lack of guns, our people and troops will suffer.

Compared with those losses, what I did is nothing!" Gao Huaide said.

Shang Zhen nodded.

At this time, Gao Huaide said again: "I will tell you something that I have heard.

The Eighth Route Army had a unit that only had one heavy machine gun, but the heavy machine gun still lacked a part. Each time the heavy machine gun could only fire one bullet.

This heavy machine gun is so heavy that it is like a rifle. The people in the heavy machine gun squad don’t want to carry it, and he wants to go to another squad.

But later the leader said, even if you are holding such heavy machine guns, you are participating in the battle. Although you can only fire one bullet at a time, the Japanese devils don’t know!

They thought we had heavy machine guns, so they didn't dare to be unscrupulous."

Shang Zhen nodded, this situation was conceivable.

"I think there are no heavy machine guns in that arsenal!" Shang Zhen thought about the situation when carrying the arms.

"If there is one, you can't move it. It's too obvious to move that one. Heavy machine guns are used for regular troops. If that happens, it would be too dangerous to make a big deal." Gao Huaide smiled helplessly.

Shang Zhen wanted to say that if I had the chance to help you find that accessory, he probably might not know what the accessory looks like, so he didn't answer again. He began to pay attention to the situation on the road.

This time, another carriage was added because there were more arms brought out and people still needed to ride in the carriage.

Now it is no longer smuggling arms to the Eighth Route Army, but escorting them in armed ways, and Shang Zhen and the others have also changed into casual clothes.

Shang Zhen and Gao Huaide sat in the first carriage, Leng Xiaozhi and Mo Jianchenchen sat in the second carriage, Chu Tian sat in the third carriage, but Wang Laomao sat in the last carriage.

This is the defense area of ​​the Northeast Army. The large Japanese troops were busy siegeing cities and land, and had not had time to extend their tentacles to the countryside.

So Shang Zhen and his team's escort mission this time was more like a long journey.

However, at noon, Shang Zhen got off the carriage.

The carriage was inspected and asked.

When Wang Laomao, who was sitting in the carriage at the back, saw Shang Zhen talking to Leng Xiaozhi seriously, he began to look at him and thought to himself, "Boy Shang, you just pretend, you pretend hard!"

The journey was long, just as dusk approached, Gao Huaide pointed to the smoke from the distance and said, "We will go to that village to rest tonight."

Villages are villages. People in Northeast China are used to calling villages.

Just when Shang Zhen said "Okay", they heard two gunshots suddenly coming from that direction.

The gunshot made everyone become alert in an instant, and Shang Zhen looked at Gao Huaide.

Gao Huaide also looked forward vigilantly, but the gunshot did not sound again, nor did the black smoke appear when the house was lit.

"It shouldn't be the Japanese entering the village." The small dustpan in the same carriage as Shang Zhen guessed.

Shang Zhen just looked at Gao Huaide.

Only Gao Huaide knows the situation along the way best. You need to listen to Gao Huaide where to rest or sleep in the wild.

"To be safe, don't go into that village. Let's avoid this village and eat something and travel overnight." After thinking for a while, Gao Huaide said.

Shang Zhen nodded, he also meant this.

This time they were just escorting arms, and Shang Zhen didn't want to cause trouble.

So under Gao Huaide's guidance, their convoy went around the field.

The night fell in the bumpy carriage, and their convoy finally embarked on the road again.

I ate some dry food in the carriage for dinner. Although it was pitch black all around, it was still a little white on the road. The horse team moved forward slowly.

Shang Zhen leaned against the bullet box behind him and no longer paid attention to the movements around him.

It was impossible for him to keep this vigilance all the time, neither possible nor necessary, but at this time he noticed the movement around him, and Gao Huaide said, "I'll go down."

Shang Zhen didn't care. At this time, what appeared in his mind was the situation when Leng Xiaozhi was alone with him a few days ago.

When Leng Xiaozhi saw the scars on his body, he lay in his arms and cried.

And just as Leng Xiaozhi was crying, Shang Zhen felt that the softest part of his heart was moved, and then he hugged Leng Xiaozhi in his arms.

Shang Zhen didn’t believe that what Leng Xiaozhi said about Mo Jianchen was her husband!

The reason here is very simple. Since Gao Huaide can make Leng Xiaozhi fake her sister, why can't Leng Xiaozhi find a fake husband, just a simple reasoning.

If when he was carrying Leng Xiaozhi to northern Shaanxi, he was more thinking about taking care of a little sister, then the cold kiss Leng Xiaozhi gave her on a cold night made him fully understand Leng Xiaozhi's affection for him.

And when the two met again this time, Shang Zhen felt that the heat deep in his heart had been ignited.

Should I get off the car and look for her? Shang Zhen thought while it was dark.

And at this moment, he felt that the carriage was caused by someone getting on the carriage.

Shang Zhen did not take this as he thought it was Gao Huaide who was back, so he whispered, "Sister De, are you back?"

However, Shang Zhen did not hear Gao Huaide's response. Instead, a low voice sounded in his ear: "It's me."

The moment he heard the sound, Shang Zhen felt the flame that had just been extinguished in his heart burning again, so he stretched out his arm and hugged the owner of the sound in his arms.

The carriage was still moving slowly, but no one knew that it was right in front of the bullet box on the first carriage. A young soldier was hugging his sweetheart.

"Does it still hurt?" the female voice whispered.

"It doesn't hurt." The male voice replied.

So at this moment, a soft hand reached into the soldier's clothes and gently stroked the scars.

"Don't touch it randomly, scratch it." The male voice whispered after a while.
Chapter completed!