?Seeing everyone's aggressive appearance, it seemed that there was a deep grudge between them and the guerrillas. Yan Jinan didn't care about taking care of his elder brother, so he went out with the box cannon at his waist. The brothers also picked up weapons and walked out. Someone stuffed a red tassel gun into Yan Qingyu's hand and carried him out. "

This is a remote land temple, with woods and graves outside. The guerrillas have surrounded the place on all sides. There are figures behind the grave. Yan Jinan put his hands on his hips and shouted: "One of the surname Zhang, come out."

A man stood behind the grave. He was in his forties, blushing and tall, and came over with a group of people, all wearing two and a half feet of green or yellow. He mostly had big swords and spears, and several old Hanyang made.

Yan Qingyu has been away from home for many years, but he still felt familiar with the man and asked the person next to him: "Who is that person?"

Others replied: "You don't know him, the boss of the Zhang family, Zhang Jinpeng, the captain of the ** County Brigade."

Yan Qingyu suddenly realized that he was from the Lao Zhang family, the mortal enemy of the Yan family.

Zhang Jinpeng dressed up very majestic, with a leather belt, a box cannon, and a red tassel more than one foot long tied to the handle of the gun, and his voice was very loud: "Yan Jinan, I would like to advise you not to follow Zhang Yinwu in the middle of the road. Stopping the cliff is your only way out. Put down your weapons quickly and accept the adaptation of the county brigade, otherwise..."

"Or what can you do?" Yan Jinan narrowed his eyes and said disdainfully.

"Otherwise, you will be destroyed!" A white-faced scholar wearing glasses shouted harshly behind Zhang Jinpeng.

Yan Jinan laughed loudly, lit the medal on his chest with his hands and said, "Look at this place, do you know it? The serious blue sky and white sun medal, I lost an arm during the Battle of Shanghai. What were you doing at that time? Incorporating me? Why!"

The white-faced scholar was very angry: "Your Hebei civilian army has caused friction many times, killing and injuring the personnel of our county brigade, deliberately undermining the cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party. It is light to recruit you. If you ask me, you should be eliminated, and no one will be left!"

Yan Ji Nan said: "Stop talking nonsense. If you have the ability, come and try to compile one. Four eyes, believe it or not. I blinded your eyes with a dart."

The white-faced scholar was so angry that his chest was fluctuating violently, and he said to Zhang Jinpeng: "Old Zhang, let's fight with the stubborn army."

"Who is this Four Eyes?" Yan Qingyu asked again.

"I am the instructor of the county brigade, and I seem to be a gentleman from Peking University, with his surname Han."

"Oh, I'm a teacher, no wonder I look like I'm beating." Yan Jinan suddenly realized.

Zhang Jinpeng said: "Yan Ji Nan, I am older than you by seniority. It is said that I should give in to you, but it is related to the future of the country and nation. Don't blame my uncle for being ruthless."

Yan Ji Nandao: "Please give me some advice."

Zhang Jinpeng took a group of people back. After a while, gunfire sounded and both sides officially started fighting. There were many people in the county brigade, but the weapons were poor, with only a dozen guns, which was not as good as the weather. There were few civilians and soldiers, but Yan Jinan's brand was strong and he received the highest medal awarded by the National Government. Shangfeng valued him very much and transferred hundreds of rifles, so he did not suffer any loss when fighting.

The bullets flew around, and the civilian soldiers did not hide. They stood with a big golden sword. Yan Qingyu was stunned. This was also called fighting. Compared with the scene of the Battle of Songhu in the documentary, it was simply a house-like play.

Suddenly, a man came to report: "Commander, the county devils have been dispatched, a small team of devils, plus a squadron of the Imperial Army."

Yan Ji Nandao: "It won't be that I went to our Zhanggezhuang."

The person who came said, "It seems like I was going to Xiaozhangzhuang."

Sure enough, the gunshots on the opposite side ended abruptly, and Zhang Jinpeng's shout came: "Yan Jinan, let's settle our account again. We'll go back in advance today."

Yan Jinan replied: "It's easy to leave but not to send him off!"

But he lowered his voice and ordered: "Take up on the guys and chase them over."

The brothers were ready to go: "Take the opportunity to destroy the county brigade!"

Yan Jinan glared: "Beat the Japanese son first, and then count back on the revenge of Zhang Jinpeng."

...

The battle started by the river outside Xiaozhang Village. The Japanese fired wildly with crooked handles and small steel cannons. The heroes of the county brigade and civilian army continued one after another. Yan Qingyu held the red tassel gun and was useless. He lay in the grass and heard bullets flying over his head every day, his nose filled with the smell of gunpowder, which was choking.

Finally, they drove the enemy away, leaving behind corpses and weapons all over the ground. The two sides cleaned the battlefield together, and then had a dispute over the ownership of a crooked man, and they fought each other again.

This time, Zhang Jinpeng's attitude was different. He stopped his subordinates and said that this time, he had to drive away the Japanese son by relying on the helpers of the civilian army and that the machine gun should be given to them.

Yan Jinan got the machine gun and led his men to leave. Zhang Jinpeng said loudly from behind: "Big nephew, I would like to advise you to be with the Eighth Route Army and you will not suffer any loss."

Yan Jinan sneered, waved his hand, and left without looking back.

When he returned to the station, Yan Jinan asked someone to hold a banquet to entertain his elder brother. He said straight to the point: "Brother, it's a waste of your martial arts not fighting against Japan. Let's do it together. I'll give you the commander to you."

The wine is made from farm sweet potatoes, the vegetables are chopped chicken and boiled beans, the rice is sorghum noodles steamed buns, the table is greasy, the brothers are all shaved with their heads and exposed their dark muscles. Someone reached out to touch the waist of their pants, grabbed a lice and bit them in their mouths.

Yan Qingyu suddenly thought of his life in Shanghai, living in a high-rise building, having a car when going out, having a bath for twenty-four hours of hot water, drinking whiskey and brandy, smoking jalaki and Luzon cigars, and making it easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Suddenly, he let himself sleep with these mud legs, and he was covered in mud all day, and he really couldn't stand it.

"Brother, I think that if my battlefield is not here, I can't play a big role." Yan Qingyu politely declined.

Yan Jinan thought for a while and said, "Well, you'd better go back to Shanghai. By the way, go home first."

On the way, the two brothers talked about the situation in Hebei. Although the big cities have fallen, the government still maintains the establishment of Hebei Province, and the governments of all counties are basically present. Hebei has maintained a team of more than 100,000. Among them, Zhang Yinwu's Hebei civilian army has the greatest strength and is the most famous.

Yan Jinan was a former officer and the winner of the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal. He was a great national hero. With a shout, all the elders in the four towns responded. He organized 500 troops and attacked the Japanese devils several times. After Zhang Yinwu found out, he recruited them vigorously and gave them the title of advancing in Cangzhou, but he was obedient to the command and not the announcement.

There are many heroes in Yanzhao, and anti-Japanese armed forces are everywhere. The Zhang family, the arch rival of the Yan family, followed the Eighth Route Army and also brought up a group of people. The number was Cangxian County Brigade. In order to compete for territory and weapons, the two sides suffered casualties. However, on the issue of the Japanese, the two sides had a very consistent attitude. In the words of Han Letian, the county brigade instructor, they called brothers to fight against their insults outside.

The family is still the same and there is no worries. The older generation must have a nagging, thinking that he hasn't married and had children. Look at your younger brother Ji Nan, who has given birth to three sons.

Yan Qingyu couldn't bear the trouble and asked his younger brother for 100 yuan. He embarked on a journey back to Shanghai. He took a sea boat from Tianjin and arrived in Shanghai in three days. After entering the concession, he let out a long breath and was finally safe.

I called the Atlantic Western Restaurant to order takeout, make a pot of coffee, and fill a basin of bath water. It was just 45 degrees, drinking coffee and taking a bath. This is life. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, Yan Qingyu put on his nightgown to open the door. When he opened the door, he saw the little star standing at the door. There was a strange man behind him. The revolver was pressing against the little star's head, and he said coldly: "If you dare to touch her, she will die!"

Yan Qingyu didn't dare to move, so two people came up from left and right to push him into the room, tied him up with ropes, and then rummaged through boxes and cabinets, but found nothing.

"Who are you?" Yan Qingyu asked.

"I'll ask you, have you promised to work with the Japanese to make a movie?" The visitor grabbed his hair and asked.

"No, I'm not a traitor." Yan Qingyu shouted.

"Are you a traitor? You know in your heart that you are having trouble with the Japanese all day long, and when we don't see it?" The man slapped Yan Qingyu in the face, and five finger marks suddenly appeared.

"Damn, my handsome appearance is ruined." Yan Qingyu's mouth dripped with blood, his face twisted, and the little star shrank in the corner, in great horror.

"How to deal with this traitor?" The three big men discussed.

"It is not appropriate to use a gun. This is the concession, so the movement should not be too loud." said one person.

"Hang him and burned the place with a fire." Another suggested.

This suggestion was unanimously recognized by everyone. One person went downstairs to get turbid oil in the car, the other person inserted the pistol back to his waist, took out a thin rope, and walked over with a grin: "Yan Mingxing, I am your movie fan, I don't want to do this, who made you a traitor? Remember not to interact with the Japanese in the next life."

The little star cried hysterically, and she was almost scared.

The two agents turned their faces at the same time and angrily scolded: "Shut up!"

The opportunity must not be lost, Yan Qingyu had already opened the rope and kicked the man close to him away. Then a monkey stole the peach and took the vagina straight down, pinched the other person's testicles, which made him scream and fainted.

Yan Qingyu pulled out the revolver from the man's waist and grabbed the little star: "Go away!"

The person who was kicked down before slowly got up and shouted, "Run away, catch him!"

The guy who was taking turbid oil downstairs came upstairs and pulled his gun and shot. Yan Qingyu was a hidden weapon. His speed and accuracy were far better than the opponent. With one shot, the revolver in the agent's hand flew, and with another shot, the top hat flew.

Yan Qingyu took the little star and ran away from the alley behind in a hurry. He took a pair of pants and a small jacket from the clothesline. Whether it fits or not, he will put it on.

"Mary, how did you know I'm back to Shanghai?" Yan Qingyu asked panting. Her pants were too short and she was wearing awkwardly.

The little star widened his ignorant eyes: "Aren't you back with King Yuhu? It's all published in the newspaper. What are you going to make a movie with Li Xianglan?"

"Damn, this is going to kill me!" Yan Qingyu was in tears. He was obviously a patriotic young man, but he was turned into a traitor by King Yu. No wonder someone came to eliminate the traitor. Now that I was over, there was no place for him to live in such a huge Shanghai.

After thinking about it, I could only go to my sister Xia Xiaoqing and ask her to say hello to her brother-in-law who is a senior official in the National Government, and tell her that the spy of the Military Control Commission and the Central Commission for the Central Commission for the Communist Party of China was definitely not a traitor.

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