"What are you saying? Let's go! Su Laoliu, you are riding a motorcycle to open the way!" Hu Yizhou's voice came from the truck cab.

"Yes!" After Su Laoliu stood at attention, he called his subordinates to ride three small motorcycles, and Hu Luang ran to the front of the convoy. The special operations reconnaissance company and the communication squad members also quickly got on the truck and entered the truck's bucket.

"Let's go!" Master Dao greeted and got into the cab of a truck...

The convoy set off from Licheng and headed north. After a temporary break in Songjiazhuang, he finally arrived at the large campus of Sunjiaji, Jiuzhai at noon.

Because Hu Yizhou issued the highest warning order, the militiamen from Jiuzhai and surrounding villages entered a state of combat readiness, and not many people came out to stroll.

However, at this moment, outside the campus, there were some people. Only from the clothes worn by the people and the white banners held by the people, we knew that these people were the families of the Jiuzhai children who died this time.

Long before departure, Hu Yizhou asked the communication team to send the list of the sacrificed Jiuzhai children to Sun Jiaji, so that they could notify their families to come.

"Stop!" Hu Yizhou shouted.

"Cruff...Cruff..." With Hu Yizhou's order, the entire convoy parked one by one on the road beside the university's field.

"Cry... Touch..." Hu Yizhou opened the door and got out of the car and walked towards the crowd staying aside.

In the crowd, Hu Yizhou saw his father with a sad face, his second uncle and his third uncle with red eyes.

"Ah...I'm......" Aunt San cried when she saw Hu Yizhou coming down.

"Wow..." Aunt San cried, and Hu Qin's wife and her children followed also started crying...

"Dad, second uncle... third uncle, third aunt... I... didn't take good care of Lao Jiu..." Hu Yizhou didn't know what to say, but tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

"Sanwozi, don't cry! You are the team leader, it's hard to lead the team if you cry!" Uncle Er patted Hu Yizhou on the shoulder and said.

"Sanwazi, be like a man! Look, I'm fine..." Uncle San gritted his teeth and red eyes: "This hatred is formed with the Japanese pirates, come on!"

As the third uncle spoke, he pulled Hu Song, who was following behind him, over. This was his youngest son.

"From today on, my child will follow you!" Uncle San looked at Hu Yizhou with red eyes.

"Uncle San...this...good!" Hu Yizhou looked at Uncle San, then at his father, and nodded in agreement.

"Okay! You're so young, remember, follow your third brother, and kill more Japanese pirates and avenge your brother!" Uncle San said to Hu Song.

"I understand, dad! Mom!" Hu Song stood in front of Hu Yizhou, knelt down and kowtowed three times to the two elders, and stood behind Hu Yizhou.

"Uncle... let me give it first..." Hu Yizhou wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Uncle San.

"Sanwaer, you are a person who does big things and should not be delayed by these things! You have to command the team to fight with the Japanese pirates. Don't worry about Hu Qin's funeral! Brother..." Uncle San looked at Dad Hu.

"Three, go and do your business! After the Japanese pirates are killed, go to the grave to take a look!" Mr. Hu said something to Hu Yizhou, and then turned around sadly.

At this time, the bodies of the brothers who died in battle had been carried out by the soldiers and placed one by one on the school ground. On the school ground, the people who were specially responsible for organizing the remains of Jiuzhai were waiting. They were going to clean up the heroes before putting them in the coffin and buried.

Soon, Hu Qin's coffin was carried over, and the warrior was carrying a blood-seeking bag, which contained the offerings for Hu Qin.

Uncle and Aunt Three walked forward, looked at Hu Qin, who was cleanly tidied in the coffin, and hurriedly closed the lid.

"Dad...Uncle..." Hu Yizhou looked at the sad two elders, but couldn't say anything.

"You go and do your business! Young and old men, put on your shoulders!" Mr. Hu said something to Hu Yizhou, and then his family, who was asking for help, lifted Hu Qin's coffin and walked towards Hujia Village step by step...

"I lost my son in my old age, and the four great sorrows in life... Uncle San grows old all of a sudden... The Japanese devils!" Looking at the figures of elders and relatives who were leaving, Hu Yizhou felt sad. But soon, this sorrow was replaced by hatred.

That’s right, if the Japanese devils don’t come to invade, how could these sad things come? And such sad things are not an isolated case, but are happening in millions and tens of millions!

And... The principal gave the order and the floods in the garden mouth were raging. How many such tragic things happened? I am afraid that those people who were all submerged in the Yellow River Flood Zone would not know how they died until they died?

And this is the sorrow of this era. And is the source of this sorrow... really just the Japanese devils?

Boss Si said it well: "If you fall behind, you will be beaten!"

"Suck...suck..." The sound of sniffing came from behind.

"Cry if you want to cry!" Hu Yizhou looked at Hu Song who was wiping his tears behind him, patted his shoulder and said.

"I won't cry! Brother, give me a gun, I'm going to kill the Japanese pirates!" Hu Song said.

"Okay, I'll give you a gun! Hu Yan, you take Xiao Song to Zhu Junxue to get a military uniform, a set of carriages, and a set of combat weapons for assault infantry! Starting today, Hu Song will temporarily join your service squad, and you will be responsible for training him!" Hu Yizhou shouted.

"Yes!" Hu Yan replied.

"Su Laoliu, I'll give you half a day off today. I'll return to the team after you've buried your senior brother!"

"Yes! Thank you, the leader!" said Su Laoliu, who was guarding Sikong Ming's coffin.

"Master Dao, after you send the wounded to the field hospital, you will replenish the ammunition. After lunch, we will bring the bullets to the north to take a look!" Hu Yizhou said.

"Yes, the leader!" Master Dao replied.

Just as Uncle San said, Hu Yizhou really doesn’t have much time to be sad now, because the Japanese confronted the Second and First Battalions in the north, and they would start fighting at any time. So, after Hu Yizhou and the others were on a break, they would go to Sucheng Township to take a look.

Also, while there is a vehicle passing by, you can bring some ammunition supplies there. Although there is not much ammunition consumed yet, who knows how long it will take? In short, it is always right to prepare some ammunition!

After lunch in a hurry, Hu Yizhou took the special combat reconnaissance company that had replenished ammunition and drove to the north with a rumbling sound. Of course, the car was full of bullets and shells.

I don’t know what’s going on. Since the Japanese secretly attacked Licheng this morning, they have lost their voices, and even the reconnaissance planes in the sky have not flew.

Of course, maybe the Japanese reconnaissance plane was attracted by the First War Zone, but who knows? Anyway, after sending telegrams to the First War Zone and the Second War Zone this morning, there has been no reply yet. I guess they are too busy?

Hu Yizhou came and left in a hurry. He spent less than an hour in Jiuzhai, nor did he go back to see his children. He really became a family and didn't have time to go in...

Well, okay, it’s not very good to live without entering the house, such as Dayu.

After thirteen years of water control, I passed by my house three times but didn’t enter. When I came back, my son was eight years old...

Well, there is a problem??
Chapter completed!