China has a history of five thousand years, and the written history can be traced back to the Longshan Culture period.

During this period, there were so many literary giants, thinkers, military strategists, and politicians... However, only one person used the most straightforward way to write the truth of history, and that was - cannibalism! Treating people inappropriately.

Humans, not only are not human beings, they are worse than oxen and horses...

However, my husband did not live to see the beginning of the Anti-Japanese War and died, and he did not get to see a more miserable China. If he had seen it, he might have made a more profound sigh!

In these days, half of China has fallen under the iron heel of the Japanese invaders. The people in the occupied areas are precarious. Girls can be dragged into humiliation at any time, men can be dragged into hard labor at any time, and children endure hunger and fight for their lives.

I have no idea what it feels like to be full.

In the Kuomintang-controlled areas, the people had to bear heavy taxes and taxes, and had to send strong men to fight against the Japanese. Once they left, they almost never came back.

Of course, there is also a group of people sitting high on the heads of the common people, eating steaks, drinking red wine, walking in the feasting and feasting, enjoying a wealthy life. What can we do without red wine? Don’t we have the Burma Highway? Those

Isn’t it okay to just requisition some of the vehicles transporting aid supplies?

What does the life and death of the people have to do with me? The outcome of the war? What does it have to do with me? If defeated, will we go abroad? We have been doing business for so many years...

If there is anywhere else at this time where ordinary people feel that they are living the life they should live? That would be the numerous base areas.

There is the Eighth Route Army here to help us fight the Japanese, and there are guerrillas to help us arm ourselves. When the Japanese come, we have tunnels to hide and mines to kill the enemy. You said you want to hand over some food to the Eighth Route Army? Isn’t that what it should be?

If the Eighth Route Army had nothing to eat, what could they use to fight the Japanese? Besides, the Eighth Route Army had to collect more food? The landlords had reduced their rent...

In fact, ordinary people are the easiest group of people to be satisfied. As long as they can have enough food and clothing, their children can grow up healthily, and there are people to take care of them when they are old, then it is a good life.

Of course, it would be better if, in such good days, we could often hear good news about how many Japanese soldiers the Eighth Route Army had defeated.

Therefore, as the 716th Regiment's record of annihilating more than 500 Japs spread, the people in the base area became happy again.

Of course, the reactions of the people are also different. For example, when the news reaches Jiuzhaigou, the people will not be very happy.

"What? It took two regiments to kill more than 500 Japs? What's there to brag about? As soon as our nine detachments go out, thousands of people will be annihilated!" The 80-year-old grandfather is deaf.

My eyes were not dazzled, and I could still sit at the entrance of the village and watch my great-grandchildren. When I heard the news, I just said something disdainful, and then continued to tell stories to my little grandchildren.

"This Zhuge Liang, in Nanyang..." That's right, the old grandfather was still a teacher back then, and he was full of knowledge.

Boom boom... boom boom... There was a faint sound of explosions in the mountain. The old man stroked his beard and nodded slightly. A total of 30 cannons were fired today, not bad.

"Niu Wa'er, did you hear that? That's the sound of artillery. It's the artillerymen training! That cannon, the shells exploded with a bang, and a sea of ​​​​fire spread within ten feet.

Stay! There are even bigger cannonballs, which can blow up a thirty-foot radius!"

"Niu baby, eat well and grow up quickly. When you grow up, you will become a soldier! Come on, tell grandpa, what kind of soldier do you want to be?" The grandpa held his little grandson in his arms.

The little baby, who had just put on crotchless pants, grabbed the old man's beard with his wet and muddy hands: "Eat, eat..."

"Haha, if you know how to eat, you will be a good baby. In the future, you will grow into a big man and carry a cannon to fight the Japanese!" The old man looked at the child with satisfaction.

"Fight the Japanese, fight the Japanese..." I couldn't help but listen to my grandfather repeating it every day, and the child said these three words very fluently.

"Hahaha... Fight the Japanese invaders, fight the Japanese invaders! The Japanese invaders invaded our country. Our Chinese people, young and old, should fight the Japanese invaders and send them back to their hometown!" The old man was very happy.

"One two one, one two one, one two three...four!"

"One, two, three...four!"

In the distance, there was the sound of neat slogans, followed by 202 figures approaching from far away, and then running past the entrance of the village.

Looking at the sweat-soaked recruits running under the bright sun, the old man stroked his beard with satisfaction and stared at one of the figures, which was his youngest grandson.

"Oh... I am also the fifth generation of the same family! My third son is the militia captain in the village, and he has just returned from going out to fight the Japanese. My seventh grandson, ninth grandson... Finally, Xiao Eleven also became a soldier. And my elder

My great-grandson and second-great-grandson are also soldiers... If one day I carry it on my back and see my ancestors, we will have face!"

"Let's go home, let's have dinner..." The old man got up easily and walked home with his grandson in his arms. It seemed that the old man still had at least 20 more years to live.

"Cheer up. Each of you is worse than the old man Niu at the entrance of the village! Are you not full or have you not grown up? You are all young and good guys, don't look like an old lady! Let's run,

Today’s five-kilometer training, if anyone is still not up to standard, the whole class will train extra!"

The two instructors were running at the back of the team, and they were sweating profusely, but they still scolded the recruits with confidence. They had come this way. The instructors knew the effect of asking the recruits to practice cross-country running well, so they were not afraid at all.

unambiguous.

That's it... this time, only 200 recruits were recruited from these villages during this conscription. It's too few. What can we do?

"Our nine detachments are following the line of elite troops, elite troops, elite troops. I emphasize the important things three times! We have trained the soldiers well, upgraded the equipment, and the combat effectiveness has increased. Why do we need so many soldiers?

?You want more soldiers, right? Report it to Guo Dezhu and transfer him to him. Jiuzhai and the surrounding militias can train as you like! Yes, I said, each militia has a training quota of 30 rounds of ammunition. Which of you will take the lead?"

The ninth detachment was in the large conference room in Sunjiaji. Hu Changyi patted the desk, looked at the group captains and company commanders, and asked them to choose.

"Okay, our 1st company will choose Linjia Village outside as the training location! I promise that within three months, the militia in Linjia Village will be upgraded to a higher level of combat effectiveness!" Niu boldly took the lead in making a statement.

What are you doing?? This is definitely not Hu Changyi's idle idleness. He is spreading out the companies of the Ninth Detachment, and then stationed in the villages and towns around Jiuzhaigou to further strengthen the militia training.

Don't ask why he did this. The question is that the defense of Jiuzhaigou is based on the militia. Even if it won't be used until the end of the Anti-Japanese War, it still needs to be built.
Chapter completed!