Wang Donghui’s instructions to his family are actually a microcosm of the soldiers of this era. Faced with the national war of peril, personal life and death are no longer important!

What Han Xiao soldiers cannot let go of the most is their parents, wives and children...

Baiyangdian is a good place, just over 30 kilometers east of Baoding. The lake water is clear and you can drink it directly!

Eight rivers that originate from the Taihang Mountains flow through hundreds of miles of rushing water, sending more than one billion cubic cubic meters of clear water into Baiyangdian and then flowing out, and finally recirculating into the sea!

Baiyangdian was not dry yet...

Especially in summer, Baiyangdian is even more beautiful! The lake water is clear, and the swimming fish in the water and the lotus flowers in the lake complement each other. The little girl who picks lotus singing the song of picking lotus, rowing a small boat to shuttle between the lotus leaves, leaving a bunch of laughter...

In the reed marsh on the shore of the lake, there were flocks of wild ducks hiding in the diving, looking for small fish and shrimps, eating enough to have children. Some wild ducks hatched early were furry and long queues followed their parents, and ripples were drawn in the water...

"Boom..." The Japanese steamer's small steamer drove past the water with black smoke.

"Ce Ce Ce..." Wei Bazi's machine gun bullet drilled into the reed marsh, into the lotus pond, into the clear lake water...

The Japanese came, and the wild ducks flew into the sky, and some timids simply took their children into the reed marsh and hid.

The Japanese came, and the little girl who picked lotus did not dare to sing anymore, but hid the small boat under the big lotus leaves, hiding it in the place with the most lotus flowers, hoping not to be discovered by the Japanese...

The Japanese came, and even the fish in the water swam far away, and some of them were directly drilling into the mud at the bottom of the water...

"Hulala..." A village on the shore of the lake was filled with black smoke, and the people were wailed by the Japanese to the small glutinous rice field in the village.

A Japanese officer stood in front of a white-haired old lady with a small sanitary beard, wearing white gloves and leaning on a long saber.

"Old woman, where did you think the food was hidden?" The Japanese officer spoke kindly, his face was ferocious, and his eyes were full of murderous aura.

"Bah!" The old man was very tough, much cuter than the one who was trying to mess with him!

"Bang..." The Japanese slapped the old lady and kicked her hard.

"Child! You said! Eighth Route Army, is there?" The Japanese officer changed the person he spoke to and asked the child next to him with a piece of milk candy.

"ah……"

The child did not speak, but bit the Japanese wrist with his tender little mouth and bit it hard, making the Japanese scream.

"Touch..." The child was thrown to the ground by the Japanese officer.

"Shou..." The saber was pulled out, and the blade shone brightly.

"If you don't say it... you'll all die!" The Japanese officer waved his sword and shouted.

"Friends, the Japanese will not let us live! Fight with the Japanese!" The passionate young man shouted.

"Fight! Kill!" The people rioted.

"Baopa... Ce Ce Ce..." The people who rioted again were no match for the Japanese devils, and eventually fell under the guns of the devils...

"Ah hahahahaha..." Amid the ghosts' grim laughter, the blood of the people flowed all over the ground, and finally gathered together into a red stream, flowing into the Baiyangdian beside it, dyeing a large area of ​​water red...

In the reed marsh a hundred meters away from the village, several young faces looked at the scene with red eyes. They grabbed each other's bodies, for fear that someone would not be able to resist rushing out to fight the Japanese.

"This revenge must be avenged! But we have no weapons and cannot beat the Japanese machine guns!"

"So... go find the big army! Let them help us!"

"Walk……"

Two hours later, the Japanese left, and the Eighth Route Army of the two companies appeared in the small village. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, the three surviving young men burst into tears.

"Put down all the villagers!" said a company commander of the Eighth Route Army.

"Yes!" A soldier immediately went up to help.

"Lao Xia, this was once our Fortress Village, surrounded by our base, and our campsite in the reed marsh! But you also saw... We only had one company, less than one hundred people, equipment..." Company Zhong sighed.

The old Xia mentioned by Company Commander Zhong is Xia Tian, ​​the commander of the Third Battalion. This time they came out to help the Eighth Route Army fight, so they simply changed into the Eighth Route Army uniform. However, the carry-on tools on their bodies were still the carrying tools of the security regiment.

"Damn Japanese! Lao Zhong, look at ours! Where is the stronghold of this group of Japanese Japanese? How many people are there?" Xia Tian asked.

"It's in the town west of Baiyangdian! But they have small steamer, which is faster than us on the water. On land, they have a squadron of troops. We are not opponents, so we can only transfer the people in advance!" said Company Commander Zhong.

"That's it... we can find a way to destroy the Japanese squadron, but after the Japanese fight this time, they still remain the same! So, you still have to develop the people and arm the people!"

"Our regiment commander said that places like this with dense river networks and waterways are the most suitable for ambushing! When we equipped these heavy shotgun launchers, the regiment commander said that this thing was prepared for ambush battle!"

"You can't make this thing, but you should get it, right? Isn't this the modified gun you used to fight wild goose? So, find the right terrain and know where the Japanese are going, you can completely fight the Japanese ambush!"

"There are also people with hunting rifles in their hands. Although they are not far away, they should be able to hide in the Bay of Hong Kong to fight the Japanese cold guns, right?"

Xia Tian finished speaking and waved his hand to let the soldiers carry a heavy shotgun launcher.

"Put this on the eagle steak and hide it in the reeds in the water. The Japanese steamboat will come and fight, and they will run away after the fight. The Japanese steamboat will not be able to dive!"

"Hey... Lao Xia, how did you grow your head? This is a good method! Now the people have had enough of the Japanese, and they can start to start!" said Company Commander Zhong.

"Well, don't worry about how you mobilize the masses for now. Let's solve the current Japanese squadron first! It depends on you. Hurry up and find the Japanese's movement rules. Let's find a place to ambush him for a moment, and then go to the Japanese stronghold!" Xia Tian said.

"Okay! The Japanese are collecting grain now and harming the people everywhere! The Japanese's movement rules have been well-matched. If you wait for a day, we will find a suitable place to station first! The Japanese will come out of the stronghold the day after tomorrow!"

"One day... OK! Find a fellow villager who is familiar with waterways, and we will ambush him near the Japanese stronghold! After the attack, we will use the Japanese heads to pay tribute to the dead villagers!" Xia Tian said with his fists waving.

"Okay! Wait for my news!"
Chapter completed!