"No, why do I want a female soldier? Take it back to be a wife?" Hu Changyi was stunned when Liu Lang asked and said directly.

"Cough cough cough... I'm speechless, joke. Although our guerrillas lack people, what is lacking is young and strong guys. Please find some female soldiers for us to go in. Should we fight or take care of them?" Hu Changyi quickly changed his words.

"That's the case, alas... don't you see those three girls? The tallest one, wearing a blue-bottomed red flower, is the daughter of the village chief Xia's family, named Xia Honghua; the one wearing a blue-bottomed yellow flower, is his second uncle's cousin, named Xia Huanghua;"

"The youngest one in green and white clothes is the cousin of their third uncle's family, the famous Xia Zhaodi. Just now, the three sisters had to join the Eighth Route Army and were crying and shouting to join."

"But our team is now fighting, and it's not the time to recruit female soldiers. Look at your guerrillas..." Liu Lang pointed to the three sisters and said.

"No, Lao Liu, our team is fighting, aren't our guerrillas following together? They are not convenient to enter the main force, and they are not convenient to enter our guerrillas! You don't think about it. We are a group of rough men together, and everything is convenient to do. If we add a few female soldiers, it will be inconvenient to do anything! You are right?" Hu Changyi said.

"Oh... what you said makes sense, but we can recruit them into the team to help them do good deeds, but..." Liu Lang sighed.

"What's going on? Could it be that there are landlords and bullies who want to occupy them, right? They are not village chiefs in their family? Why can't they protect their daughters?" Hu Changyi thought of Yang Bailao, Xier, Huang Shiren, and Mu Renzhi at the first time.

"Huh? How do you know? The land in Xiajia Village is all from Mr. Kong's house in the town. The old man Kong is in his 60s this year and insists on marrying three sisters to be concubines, namely 16 bedrooms, 17 bedrooms and 18 bedrooms."

"It's a pity that we don't have time to deal with these scums now, but we can't let our good daughter jump into the fire pit, right? These three sisters are also strong, just like following our team. After leaving, the landlords can't find them. They said that even if they die on the battlefield, it's better than marrying an old man!" Liu Lang said.

"Oh... So that's the case. It seems that the village chief's daughter would rather marry a blacksmith like Dezhu than be crushed by pear blossoms. By the way, this old bastard named Kong is quite good at playing..." Hu Changyi also understood the situation.

But, after understanding, what can I do? The guerrillas are definitely not suitable to take them, at least not yet. However, the team will leave tomorrow, and their fate... is wrong. Not only these three sisters, but also the people in the entire Xiajia Village will not have a good fate.

Although the Japanese were not confused by the Eighth Route Army, and were angry, and did not realize the power of the Eighth Route Army, it seems that the Japanese killed people and harmed the people had little to do with the Eighth Route Army. It seems that the Japanese were about to conquer Shijiazhuang and then attacked the Niangzi Pass to the west.

And Xiajia Village seems to be under the Japanese soldiers' military peak... so the fate of the people...

"Old Liu, what are you good about you? If you have time, ask me here, why don't you go to the medical station to ask Doctor Cui? We don't have many wounded people now, but what about the future? If there are too many wounded people, you have to ask a nurse to take care of them, right? You can't let Doctor Cui see so many wounded people alone, right?"

"So, go and ask the regiment commander to see if you are recruiting some nurses for Dr. Cui to join the army. These girls are all girls from the mountains. It is definitely okay to work hard and work hard, and it is probably okay to marching and traveling! Look at their feet, they are all big feet without foot binding, so there is no problem walking!" Hu Changyi said.

"What you said makes sense. I was so busy that I forgot about Doctor Cui! OK, I'll go to Doctor Cui to report to the regiment commander and see if it can work! Oh, by the way, your work has been done?"

Liu Lang was a man sitting up and walking, and he was walking like a delegation leader while talking. Hu Changyi wanted to go back to Aunt Hu's house yard, so he naturally walked along the way.

"No, I'm working on it, everything has been arranged!" Hu Changyi told the truth.

"That's good, that's good. I hope you can get more useful weapons here and we can kill more Japanese devils!" Liu Lang said.

"Well, I'm recalling what I learned when I was a child recently to see if I can use those ancient things. After all, no matter how old it is, as long as it can be chosen in the right place and effectively kill the enemy, it is a good weapon!" Hu Changyi said.

"Hey, what you said makes sense! Besides, our newly established troops are so poor that they use red tassel guns to fight with the Japanese. Who would still dislike the ancient weapons? No matter how old, can there be an ancient red tassel gun?" Liu Lang said.

"Well, it makes sense! We don't have weapons, logistical trust, and supplies can't do. We can only rely on this belief in rescuing the nation's peril, use our blood and courage to defend our country and nation integrity, and also help the poor people find the most suitable path!" Hu Changyi said.

"Hey... I can't tell, I have a very high awareness, it's not bad... Oh, the regiment headquarters is here, let's talk back!" Liu Lang said hello and went to the regiment headquarters.

"Let's talk back..." Hu Changyi responded and returned to the yard of Aunt Hu's house.

In the yard, Zhao Fengnian was taking guerrillas to train guns. Because there were enough 38 large hoods, Hu Changyi's machine gun squad, except for two machine gunners, the rest of the rest, including Hu Changyi.

Even Doctor Sun and Chef Fan, who are not in the machine gun squad, are practicing holding guns with a 38-large hood.

Looking at the bullet case on the muzzle, Hu Changyi smiled slightly and didn't say anything. Well, fortunately, he had a system, otherwise he should have such training like these people.

"Changyi, have you got everything done?" Zhao Fengnian asked with concern when he saw Hu Changyi.

"I've found all of them. Deju is using a tripod. I'll come back to prepare the medicine. Captain, this thing is very dangerous. Let everyone stay away from this room as much as possible!"

"Also, before I come out, don't get close to anyone, otherwise there will be danger!" Hu Changyi ordered.

"Okay, don't worry, I understand! Before...hehe, just go in!" Zhao Fengnian stopped talking, but Hu Changyi entered the wing room to the east.

"Oh... What a spirited young man. If my third son was by my side, he would have grown up so big, right?" Aunt Hu, who was sitting at the door of the main hall, watched Hu Changyi walk into the wing room and said to himself.
Chapter completed!