In the room, Zhou Weiguo carefully wiped his bayonet, his mind returning to the German military academy.
——Germany 1936
"Mr. Zhou, your swordsmanship is getting better and better. Come, take a look at my painting, which I just painted." Takeshita Shigeo handed a painting to the sweating Zhou Weiguo and said.
Zhou Weiguo wiped his sweat and said with a smile, "If I don't work harder, I will lose to you again in the next competition. I can't resist your swords. Well, this ink painting is very artistic, and it combines Western oil paintings."
The Tempera technique is very good.”
Takeshita Shigeo took out a bottle of wine from somewhere and took a sip. His eyes gradually blurred and he said, "Eastern and Western art have their own characteristics. I came to the West just to pursue the pinnacle of art."
Zhou Weiguo put the bamboo sword away and said, "Then why did you come to study military affairs? Wouldn't it be better to go to an art academy?"
Takeshita laughed loudly, took another sip of wine and said, "We Japanese are a nation that yearns for incomplete beauty. The way we most yearn to die is to kill ourselves with a samurai sword among the falling cherry blossoms. The blood and cherry blossoms mix into a red, cold and cool color."
The moonlight shines on the same cold samurai sword, ah~~the taste of art!"
Takeshita Shigeo closed his eyes and was too excited to speak.
Zhou Weiguo was used to Takeshita Shigeo like this, he shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't want my friend to die like this in the end. I would rather both of us die on the bedside."
Takeshita Shigeo opened his eyes and said, "The art of war and the way of the sword are connected. One of my two swords is used to attack and the other is used to defend. Sometimes it is imaginary and sometimes it is real. Isn't this the way to use weapons? I believe that when I thoroughly search for
When I reach the essence of the art of war, that will be the day when I master the art of swordsmanship. That is also the day when I will be closest to art. I look forward to that day."
Zhou Weiguo had rested enough, threw the bamboo knife to Takeshita Shigeo and said, "Then don't waste time, come on, the eighty-seventh duel!"
Takeshita Shigeo's eyes were wide open, he took out two specially made bamboo swords and said, "Okay! I hope you can beat me once!"
The loud snapping sound of the bamboo knives colliding suddenly resounded throughout the open space. The two of them attacked vigorously, while the other defended without leakage.
"The flaw is too big, Mr. Zhou!" Takeshita Shigeo asked Zhou Weiguo on the head and said with a smile.
"I still can't beat you...let's take a rest." Zhou Weiguo shook his head and smiled.
Takeshita Shigeo nodded and walked to the side to put the bamboo sword away. While putting it away, he said, "... Mr. Zhou, if you can, come back to Japan with me. You can have more room for development there."
"....Takeshita-kun, I am a Chinese, and China needs excellent soldiers."
"Maybe one day we will meet on the battlefield..." Zhou Weiguo lowered his head and said, "But if possible, I hope we will always be friends and our two countries will never go to war."
Takeshita Shigeo looked at Zhou Weiguo who was feeling a little depressed. He couldn't help but raised the corner of his mouth, smiled and patted Zhou Weiguo's shoulder and said, "Two people, like brothers, fight to the death for their respective countries. What a good script this is. This is art."
It smells so good! Let’s perform this play this Christmas.”
Zhou Weiguo was made funny by Takeshita Shigeo, and he nodded and said, "Okay, let's play this. You prepare the script, and I will prepare the props... Takeshita-kun, promise me that if one day comes, we will all be real soldiers."
What?"
Takeshita Shigeo looked at Zhou Weiguo, hugged his neck and said, "You guy, you actually doubt me. Look at how I deal with you, and you still dare to resist. Where can you run?"
——
"Hey! Hey! Zhou Jun! Zhou Weiguo!!!" Zhenbai Siwen's loud shout brought Zhou Weiguo back from his memories.
"What happened? Did something happen?" Zhou Weiguo stood up quickly and asked.
Zhenbai Siwen was wearing pajamas and said jokingly, "I said Mr. Zhou, are you thinking of a little girl? This is not possible, we are going to war... By the way, you said that there is a war, and the pressure in the army is
When it gets big, should we get some cigarettes to sell in the army first?"
Zhou Weiguo said helplessly, "We are here to deal with Takeshita Shigeo. Don't cause trouble. We don't have time to do this. I will go out to see my team members first. You should also go see your team members. The climate in the Taihang Mountains and
Shanxi is a little different. Be careful that the players are not accustomed to the local environment. Also, if our two teams want to work together, we have to get used to each other. But there are many Northeasterners in my team members who are prone to prejudice against you Japanese. We also have to find a way to solve the problem for the second team.
psychological problems.”
"Ah~~~ Why is it so troublesome? We have walked such a long way and we still haven't rested." Mashiba Siwen said reluctantly.
"We are commanders, so naturally we have to do this. This is basic." Zhou Weiguo really didn't understand why this Zhenbai Siwen was so lazy. How could such a person be valued by Chairman Mao.
Mashiro Sven shook his head and said, "Those are not what we should do. Let's discuss how to deal with your good friend. Tell me about him. I want to know everything about him, especially his habits and hobbies.
, Well, if he knows martial arts, it's best to tell me his martial arts routines. Only by fully understanding him can we design a plan to let him get in."
Zhou Weiguo seemed to be a little uncertain as he looked at Zhen Bai Siwen who was getting serious. He couldn't help but feel that this Japanese officer seemed to be really interested. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll talk to you when we get back."
Mashiro lay lazily on the bed and said, "We still have to go... How about we see what the other teams are missing? By the way, do you think that setting up a souvenir exchange in the army is not a success? Everyone, hands on
Many small trophies seized in have been redistributed, let's set up a trading center... Hey, I haven't finished talking yet, why are you pulling me in? You can really make money, money!! You have a boss, you
I don’t care, I care... Hey!!! Money!!!”
——At the foot of Taihang Mountain
Lijiazhuang is an ordinary village in the Hebei Plain. Like most towns in North China, a district team has been set up here to provide communication and supplies to the anti-Japanese armed forces.
Lijiazhuang is quiet and peaceful at night. A troop is resting in the village. This is a district team. The captain is from Lijiazhuang. Most of the team members are from nearby villages. They have just ambushed a police station and obtained several rifles.
Captain Li Jingzheng was repairing the clothes worn out in the battle while summarizing experience with several key members.
"Brother, oh, no, captain, captain, the big force, the big force is coming." A female soldier who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old rushed in and said.
"Girl, why are you running away? What kind of large army? Hey, do you know the consequences of spreading military information indiscriminately? Why didn't I get the news that a large army was coming?" Li Jing said strangely.
"Really, captain, there are over a hundred of them. They are all wearing the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army. They all have Japanese-style equipment. They also have crooked handles, mortars, and lots of ammunition boxes. You can tell they are regular troops at a glance."
Looking at the girl's eyes full of light, she said, "Especially that commander, he looks so handsome."
Li Jing shook her head, saying that she had nothing to do with her sister. Ever since she took her brothers down the mountain and started fighting the Japanese, this sister could no longer resist the Japanese heroes.
Li Jing said, "Okay, since the regular troops have arrived, we as local troops have to greet them and show them that although we are local troops, we are all men who can fight and fight hard. Let's go!"
Li Jing came to the entrance of the village with a few fighting cadres and girls, and some ordinary people who were not asleep also gathered around curiously.
"It's really a large army, everyone is full of energy. But we still have to be careful and let others prepare to fight." Li Jing looked at it and rushed forward, shouting to the commander who led it, "You guys
Which army is it from?"
"We are from the Second Regiment of the 129th Division. We were ordered to gather in the Dabie Mountains. It's late at night and we want to find a place to rest. We won't enter the village. Don't worry, fellow villagers. We will stay at the entrance of the village for one night and leave at dawn." Listen.
Speaking with a southern accent, Li Jing immediately said, "With a southern accent, maybe it's an old Red Army soldier. Let them in first, and we'll look at the IDs."
"We are from the 8th Laishui Guerrilla Brigade. We are our own troops and don't enter the village. We have a place in the village. We just want to see your ID and military orders, just in case. I hope you understand." Li Jing said loudly.
said.
"Haha, that's right." After the man finished speaking, he asked someone to hand over something. What Li Jing didn't notice was that those people slowly dispersed, and those mortars didn't know where they went.
In the dark, Li Jing looked through the light of the candle and saw that there was indeed a steel seal, the photo did indeed look like the commander, and there was also a laser anti-counterfeiting mark. He nodded with peace of mind and said, "Okay, come in quickly."
The team slowly walked in. The girl looked at the commander shyly, and suddenly rushed up and asked, "Where are you from? Are you an old Red Army soldier? Why do you look so young? Your accent is from the south, right?"
Your team's weapons are very good, they must have won many battles, right?"
The commander laughed and said, "My name is Zhou Wei. I am from Nanjing. I was only seventeen years old when I joined the army. Naturally, I look younger, but I have been fighting for seven or eight years."
Li Jing quickly grabbed the girl and said, "You guy, why are you so disobedient? Captain Zhou, don't be offended. It's rare for a large army to pass by in our small mountain village. Come quickly, go to our ancestral hall. You can stay there, if it's convenient."
, you can just tell us the tactics of guerrilla warfare."
Zhou Wei looked at the sky and said, "Okay, let the soldiers rest first and let's talk about it. I also want to know some of your experiences."
In the room, Zhou Wei kept talking about some key points of guerrilla warfare and mountain warfare. Li Jing and others kept listening and memorizing, admiring Zhou Wei in their hearts. It seemed that he had a lot of war experience and ability.
Something that can be derived.
The girl's eyes were filled with admiration, which made Li Jing shake his head and smile bitterly.
"Um, Captain Zhou, I want to ask. I know you Eighth Route Army officers like to seize Japanese samurai swords, but why do you have two such small ones? What are they used for?" The girl suddenly raised her hand and asked.
Zhou Wei was stunned for a moment, patted his waist and said, "I won't tell you for now, but when will it happen? If you can kill a Japanese to show me, I will tell you this big secret."
The girl's face turned red, and she stretched out her hand and said, "As for the hook, we have agreed that as long as I kill a Japanese, you will tell me not to cheat."
Zhou Wei hummed, and said to the girl, "Hang yourself with a hook, and it won't change for a hundred years!"
Li Jing looked at his sister like this and smiled at each other with several other soldiers. When the girl saw everyone's smiles, she shyly beat Li Jing and stopped talking. She only peeked at Junlang from time to time.
Zhou Wei, and Zhou Wei responded with a sunny smile.
In the ancestral hall, a group of black figures were moving quickly. Only groups of three, three, five and five were seen, holding sharp blades and crossbows. The alert local dogs were shot to death by crossbow arrows just as they were about to bark, while the patrolling villagers could only
I felt a gust of wind blowing, and then I didn't know anything. The villagers in the room were knocked unconscious one by one and tied together. They looked at these Eighth Route Army soldiers in horror, and they didn't understand why the usually kind and reliable Eighth Route Army soldiers suddenly became
The terrible god of death.
"Woof woof woof! Woof woof woof!" Suddenly, a dog barked. Li Jing looked out the window and said, "What's going on? Whose dog barks so hard?"
Before he finished speaking, the dog barking disappeared.
"Isn't this Dahei's voice? It's strange that it's gone again." The girl said strangely.
"This is a good dog. I'm afraid it has helped you a lot. This alertness, haha, I really want to see this dog." Zhou Wei shook his head and sighed.
"Alert? Is there something going on? You two go and take a look. Haha, you are indeed a regular army. You can guess something is going on just by hearing a dog barking. If we had just let it go," Li Jing said with a sigh.
"There's no need to go, let's settle it here. You guys come together and beat me with a knife, and I'll let my people let your people go. If we can't win, there's nothing to talk about." Zhou
Wei smiled and said to the girl, "Aren't you curious why I seized two samurai swords? Because... this way... it's faster!!!"
As he spoke, white light flashed, and the girl was horrified to see that the head of a soldier who was still taking notes fell off. The blood spurted out because of the blood pressure. When it fell, the girl's hair was covered with blood.
"Bang" and "bang" two bullets flew in from the window and hit the two soldiers who had drawn their guns directly between the eyebrows.
"Oh? Use a gun? Did I say you can use a gun? I'm talking about a knife!" As he spoke, Zhou Wei turned around slightly, and the white light flashed again. Only Li Jing and Yatou were the only ones whose eyes could still move.
