"Captain Hu, be polite! Commander Hu led your troops to fight bloody battles to block the enemy in Dabie Mountains and protect the peace of our people. Although our people cannot go into battle to kill the enemy, they cannot bear to see the heroes unable to eat."

"So, we donated money to raise 10,000 yuan in the ocean and some military rations to all heroes, so that the heroes can eat and wear food while killing the enemy! In addition, because of limited transportation capacity and tight time, we are raising 2,000 thin cotton coats, which will be delivered soon!"

"Oh, these two Boss Ma and Boss Ding, who were traveling with each other, also organized singing and dancing performances to comfort the soldiers in your department. We all know that Hu Yingxiong has both civil and military skills and has created many inspiring songs, which is a bit of excitement. But this is also the wish of our people, please don't laugh."

The person who spoke was Boss Feng, who was in his thirties, was thin and had a pair of glasses, looking like a teacher and a businessman. As Boss Feng spoke, he took off his glasses and held them in his hand, and took out a white cloth from his pocket to wipe the dust on his glasses.

Hu Yizhou noticed that Boss Feng first wiped the left lens and then the right lens. After applying it, he put the white cloth into his pocket and then put the glasses on.

"Haha, several bosses are polite. Now that foreign enemies are invading, our soldiers should fight to the death of a soldier to the duty of a soldier! To be honest, in a year, thousands of miles of land have been lost, and our soldiers are all guilty! I am ashamed!"

Hu Yizhou smiled generously, and took off the bulletproof glasses he was wearing while speaking, and took out a white cotton cloth from his military pocket to wipe the lenses. The difference is that he first wiped the right side, then wiped the left side, put the glasses on first after wiping, and then put the white cloth into his pocket.

"What's so ashamed? If the entire Chinese army can do its duty and achieve the results of such security groups, why worry about the immortality of the Japanese invaders? Well, everyone?" The fat boss Ding took over the conversation and said.

"Yes! It is said that we businessmen pay attention to interests, but we businessmen hope that the country will be stable and even strongest! If we have a strong motherland behind us, we can do business all over the world! However, the country is too weak!"

"So, the money I earned over the years and donated to the army, I hope that our army will become stronger and our country will become stronger!" Boss Ma, who is not very good-looking, had a sense of pride when he spoke.

"Okay, three bosses, let's not stand at the door. Please come to the regiment headquarters to discuss! Our troops have been fighting for a few days, but there is no good thing to entertain. There is only the Lu'an melon piece seized from the Japanese invaders. Please!" Hu Yizhou welcomed the three bosses into the regiment headquarters.

"I have always heard that the Japanese devils stole our things. Now I can drink the tea stolen from the Japanese devils, and it will be worth it for this life!"

"Hahaha, Boss Ma's words are reasonable, let's ask!"

After lunch, we were just having tea and digesting food. Hu Yizhou and the three bosses were greeting in his office and saying some unnutritious words. While speaking, the soldiers of the Third Battalion also moved the support supplies into the security regiment's warehouse.

Suddenly, the security team's warehouse was filled with people. Just these two pieces of grain were enough for the security team to eat for a long time.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, outside Xiaojieling Village at the foot of the mountain, a wooden stage was built and the condolence performance was about to begin. As the head of the security regiment, Hu Yizhou led his service squad and the third battalion commander Jiang Dajiang down the mountain together.

As for the audience who watched the performance, the security team dispatched more than 100 lightly wounded people, and also selected dozens of soldiers from the first battalion to gather 200 people as the audience. As for other troops, what should they do and what are the performances good? Who would you cry if you were attacked by the Japanese?

Of course, around Xiaojieling Village, the guard company and the soldiers of the sniper platoon were scattered around to protect the condolence performance.

In addition to the audience of the security regiment, some minor wounded soldiers and soldiers from the 71st Army, 42nd Army and 30th Army were also sent to the front of the stage as audiences, as well as some nurses and doctors from field hospitals and some civilian personnel as audiences.

Well, some ordinary people also came to join in the fun.

At 4:30 pm, the sun sets and everyone also sits down. The condolence performance officially begins, which is to prevent the Japanese planes from attacking. In the evening, Japanese planes cannot pass unless they want to have close contact with the mountains.

At the beginning of the performance, a graceful cheongsam and an outstanding temperament came on stage and reported today's first program - the chorus "On the Songhua River".

My home is on the Songhua River in Northeast China

There is a forest coal mine there

And the soybean berries all over the mountains

…………

From that miserable time

Leaving my hometown

Abandon the endless treasure and wander! Wandering!

…………

Which year and month

Only then can you recover the endless treasure

Dad, Dad, Dad,

When will we be together

There were not many people in the choir, only twenty, but the singing was very loud, as if the surrounding mountains were responding.

This song "On the Songhua River" which sang "On the Songhua River" which cried as soon as it was born. It has never experienced the kind of people who deviated from their homes, suffered endless responsibilities and rolled their eyes, and suffered countless pain and struggles. They cannot understand the emotions in the song.

Nowadays, more and more people can understand this kind of relationship, which has to be said to be a kind of tragedy in this era...

After "On the Songhua River", there are songs such as "My Motherland", "Heroes' Praise", and more than 450 people praised the Sixing Warehouse for practical performances, hoping to get the sympathy of the international community.

In fact, these more than 450 people were ordered to surrender to the British army after only a dozen people were sacrificed. Later, Britain and Japan declared war, and the group was taken over by the Japanese... Although the result was still very miserable, this is the real history...

Hu Yizhou sat in front of the stage, behind him was the soldiers' audience, and beside him was Boss Feng.

"Captain Hu, how do you feel?" asked Boss Feng.

"When the people prosper, the people suffer; when the people die, the people suffer!" Hu Yizhou said lightly.

"Is this a traitor said it?" Boss Feng returned.

"Well... I call him Han Chen, not a traitor!" Hu Yizhou returned.

"Ha, it's all the same! Don't be afraid of hooligans being educated."

"I'm afraid that cultural people will be hooligans!" The two of them asked and answered questions and had a very tacit understanding.

The condolence performance ended soon. Because there was a carriage, the performance team and Boss Feng and others left overnight and did not stay here.

But no one noticed that a few young people were involved in the security team returning to the camp.

In the League Headquarters and Office, Hu Yizhou looked at the young people in front of him and felt silent, feeling like he met everywhere in life.
Chapter completed!