Sichuan. Around this small basin, there are Qinling Mountains and Daba Mountains in the north; Dalou Mountains and Wuling Mountains in the south; Wumeng Mountains in the south; and to the west are Daxue Mountains and Min Mountains with snow all year round.

The closed southwest land was underdeveloped due to the reactionary and incompetence of feudal rulers throughout the ages, and the transportation was very backward. Sichuan was mountainous and the traffic was blocked. Before the Anti-Japanese War, there was no road connected to other provinces.

Chiang Kai-shek understood that if the traffic conditions in Sichuan were not changed, he would inevitably be trapped by the Japanese army. Millions of road construction workers, digging mountains and ridges, digging soil and transporting stones, all rely on their hands. Some used chisels and hoes; some used wooden bars and shoulder poles, and the construction work was primitive and arduous. In order to complete it within a deadline, millions of road construction troops used horse lanterns to illuminate them, braved wind and rain, fought at night, and fought at night to seize time and compete for speed. The construction sites were mostly in deep mountains and canyons and cliffs. Migrant workers climbed cliffs to dig, opened mountains and set off firecrackers, and if they were not careful, they would be crushed to pieces. In the torrent of the national war of resistance, hundreds of thousands of migrant workers worked hard and worked hard, and the majestic singing echoed in the deep valley: building roads and fighting Japan; everyone worked hard, moving forward together...

By the end of 1940, Sichuan, Shaanxi, Sichuan, Hunan, Sichuan,...

There were many roads and avenues, but cars became treasures. A total of 56,000 kilometers of highways in Sichuan were 220 buses, 45 people were missing parts to be repaired, 85 were scrapped, and only 90 were available. This is the situation of buses in the province!

At this time, China could not produce oil by itself. According to Chiang Kai-shek's general adviser to the Soviet Army, Yai Cherepanov, the book "The Northern Expedition of the Chinese National Revolutionary Army" written by Chiang Kai-shek. At that time, due to the cut off of oil and international blockade, only Chiang Kai-shek was equipped with special cars in the National Government.

Headed by automobile manufacturing engineer Gao Guoshu, the China Gas Engineer, organized a gas engine manufacturing plant to develop a gasoline car converted into a charcoal car. The so-called charcoal car is to put solid fuel into a special gas stove to burn it, so that it produces gas and promotes engine movement. The charcoal car has the bitter tears of China's war of resistance every step.

The same generation as charcoal carts are tung oil cars, alcohol cars, etc. They are just like the indomitable character of the Chinese. The charcoal carts carry heavy anti-Japanese war materials, soldiers, wounded and generals. On the battlefields on both sides of the Yangtze River, on the steep military roads, they are stubbornly and jostling forward!

Wu Ming lifted his collar upwards to resist the cold wind, but his small movements disturbed Dorothy leaning against him. This foreign girl was infected with a cold wind on the road. Although she had been mostly cured with Wu Ming's careful care, she was still a little listless. "What's wrong? Have you arrived in Chengdu?" she asked in a daze.

"It's still early?" Wu Ming said with a smile: "Don't sleep for now. The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and it's easy to get sick."

Dorothy nodded gently, looked at the charcoal cart that was airtight everywhere, and the bullet holes on the car were tied up with cloth, and smiled helplessly. She still leaned her head against Wu Ming's shoulder, as if this could bring him warmth.

After a serious illness on the road, the relationship between the two became closer, but they were not children anymore. They also knew that this was an unlikely thing. Dorothy's eyes often showed a sense of sadness and helplessness.

They were riding a car loading the wounded. A young female medical soldier was escorting her. She walked around the car very diligently, testing the temperature of the wounded, and gently comforting the wounded with unbearable pain.

A very young wounded man lay quietly in front of Wu Ming and Dorothy, his tender face was very pale. Wu Ming felt uncomfortable when he saw that one of his legs was gone. In this situation in China, I am afraid there is no good measure to resettle these wounded soldiers. I am afraid that they can't support the old.

The female medical soldier came over, pulled the messy hair on her cheeks behind her ears, smiled affectionately and said, "Little Wuzi, is it still painful. When I arrive in the town in front, I will change the medicine for you!"

The wounded soldier who called Xiao Wuzi pursed his shriveled lips, forced a smile, and said softly: "I look at Mr. Liu very familiar, very much like a cousin of mine."

"Haha, if you want to be willing, I have no objection." Wu Ming smiled and said, "I really want to have a younger brother."

"My cousin is very good. He has gone abroad to study and has also married a foreign wife." Xiaowuzi glanced at Dorothy and continued.

"Hehe, it's not..." Wu Ming suddenly stopped and listened.

"Buzz..." A dull voice came, Wu Ming frowned and said, "This seems to be an airplane!"

At this time, the car driver also discovered the situation. He twisted the steering wheel and deviated from the main road and drove towards the woods in the distance.

"It's too late." Wu Ming looked at the "Beetle" behind him getting bigger and bigger. At the speed of the broken car, he probably didn't have time to hide it. There was not enough time to park and evacuate the wounded, so he stomped his feet in a hurry.

"Stop moving!" Wu Ming pushed Dorothy gently, picked up a rifle in the car, threw off his coat, jumped out, ran onto the main road, and raised his hand and shot him.

The Japanese pilot who had already chosen the target was chasing the car. He was shocked. On the road, there was a guy who was blocking the car with his arms and shooting at the plane with a rifle. He couldn't help but be furious. He smiled and pulled the joystick, and the press head dived towards Wu Ming.

"Dadada..." The aircraft machine gun bullets stirred up dust on the ground, like a poisonous snake, quickly opening its vicious mouth towards Wu Ming, and rushed towards him.

Wu Ming was as motionless as a mountain, aiming at the plane closer and closer with his muzzle, as if he could even see the hideous face of the Japanese in the cockpit clearly. Then he pulled the plane and the bullet flew forward with a sharp sound. In an instant, a bloody rain broke out from the cockpit of the enemy plane. After firing the gun, he jumped and didn't even want the gun. He rolled to the side of the road and narrowly avoided the "venomous snake" that was rushing towards him.

The unmanned Japanese plane flew crookedly in the air for a distance, hitting a nearby mountain ridge, and a loud "boom" sounded, and a brilliant fireball burst out. A man's resistance to Japan is shameless, and the spirit of the world is Zi Nisheng Chapter 21 Massage
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