War is a history of fighting between demons and demons. It is truly terrible. For those who have not visited the war in person, it may be a fierce, exciting and thrilling yearning; but for those who have experienced the war, it is cruel and irrational.

In essence, war is a war of interests for certain interests, national, individual, and human life. Perhaps it is a greedy private group, perhaps it is for the honor of a country, perhaps it is for the strength of a country, perhaps it is expressing something to the world, perhaps it is just to make the people in the country re-engage a war of people's hearts. So a massacre was carried out between humans and humans, killing humans, and falling humans, and only interests that win, not the people, absolutely not.

However, for those who are deeply involved in the war environment, especially the anti-aggression and anti-slavery War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression is related to people's vital interests, especially those who face directly. If you fight, you will lose your beautiful home and put yourself and your loved ones in cruel rule.

The struggle is also reflected in different forms. Some people are fighting in blood, some are supporting labor, and some are living tenaciously. Yes, living tenaciously is also a kind of struggle, showing its unyielding will. When Meng Youtian saw Xiaolouzhuang rebuilt after the disaster and saw that people who had been suffering were living tenaciously on this land again, he became more determined.

Meng Youtian saw people panic when the enemy came. Even women took out their strength to feed themselves and ran to the ground. It was different from any race. In their hearts, they could call the enemy guns and bullets from the front and back, from all directions to kill them, but they must run out and find a world of survival outside the enemy's siege.

When people successfully escape, when they watch the enemy pass, they will lean on the tree, wipe away the sweat on their faces and dust on their hair with their clothes, and calm down. They will organize their clothes and wait for real safety before returning home. Once they arrive at home, everyone will live as lively and happy as if they are not as dying as before, and they will live as lively and joyful as if they are not as successful as the previous run.

In their opinion, no one talks about the gains and losses of life today. Or is glad that they are not dead, they are: death means death, not dead means living, and living means happiness.

Although the house is dilapidated, it feels relaxed compared to the occupied areas. There are no different shapes on the walls, and they are covered with strips that maintain red marks. There is no need to worry about when enemies will break in and search and loot.

Meng Youtian carefully observed the layout of the house with Hexi's smile. There was a place more than two feet wide in the wall, and people could stand, leaving an exit under the corner of the wall. There were fork rakes, brooms, jars, jars, jars, and other utensils outside. From the outside, it looked like a complete house.

"The houses facing the street almost all have leather walls." The militia captain of Xiaolouzhuang is also an acquaintance. He personally took Meng Youtian to visit and introduced the situation to him, but his expression was a little uncomfortable. "But it is incomparable to your Tumen Village. Half of the exterior walls there are big blue bricks, and the bullets cannot be penetrated and can withstand grenades. Here, the big pick is chiseled down in a few strokes."

"Take it slow, it has been several years since Tumen Village is what it is now!" Meng Youtian encouraged with a smile: "The authenticity expands in the wild, with all connections, and can be used to catch or hide. Even if the enemy occupies the village, he will get a cold gun when he goes out. He can't stay there even if he steps on a landmine."

"It's okay to say that the landmines are, no one has the same shooting skills as you, Brother Meng," said the militia captain with a wry smile.

Meng Youtian smiled faintly and said, "Hide in the tunnel of the village and kill the enemy. Because the distance is short, the sling is better than the spear; and in the wild, you can also use hidden conditions to shoot the enemy at a distance of one or two hundred meters. As long as you hit it, you don't have to be killed in one shot. Therefore, the requirements cannot be too high. As for the militia, it is mainly to deal with the Imperial Army."

"One or two hundred meters, well, my village can pick out two or three such militias." The militia captain nodded, with a look of relief on his face.

One or two hundred meters, such a requirement is not high or low. From Meng Youtian's perspective, of course it is relatively easy, but from others' perspective, it is not easy to achieve.

But what made Meng Youtian feel pleased was the changes in Xiaolouzhuang. Authenticity was highly valued and the quality of militia was also improving. People grew up quickly in the war, and only by adapting as soon as possible can they survive. This is also impossible.

Moreover, the shooting instructor trained by Meng Youtian also began to play a role. This is much better than him being so busy that he is dizzy and more efficient. This is also his hope, hoping to affect a group of people around him, and this group of people will influence more people.

"You are Xiao Man's brother-in-law, and you taught it yourself is of course better than us." Someone has complained that it is the powerful girl Juzi. She is actually one of the best shooting skills in the village and is also Xiao Man's good friend. "Besides, Xiao Man's gun is so good. In our area, even in our entire base, there is no second branch."

"Yes, her gun is better than mine, but she just doesn't shoot farther and accurately." Meng Youtian said perfunctorily: "Technology is the most important, and weapons are of course important, but we still have to work hard to improve ourselves."

"Of course you say that, and you will naturally be a little bit like that when you look at your sister-in-law!" Juzi smiled and said, "Brother Meng, I have something to bring to Xiao Man. You can bring it with you when you leave. Also, let her come to my house to play when she has time."

"Okay, I'll bring you all the things and words." Meng Youtian paused and said, "The shooting training improvement class may be about to start soon. You can participate and you will be able to get together with Xiao Man at that time."

Juzi hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly: "Am I qualified? Xiao Man can hit the target three hundred meters away, and I can barely hit halfway."

"That's why we need to improve!" Meng Youtian waved his hand disapprovingly and said, "All those who participate in the improvement class can change their guns. After learning, they will be the backbone of the militia. Don't you want to?"

"I want to!" Juzi replied straightforwardly: "Okay, I will sign up then. After I finish my studies, I will compete with Xiao Man to see who is better."

Kikuko is just a microcosm, and Xiaolouzhuang is also a microcosm. From the small to the big, the villages are undergoing gratifying changes, becoming a fortress fortress for the anti-Japanese war; more young men and women are picking up weapons and rushing into the torrent of the anti-Japanese war.

Meng Youtian was happy and proud of it. He has trained many good shooters, and will train more excellent shooters in the future. These people will fight on the battlefield of the anti-Japanese war, causing casualties to the invaders and adding weight to the victory of the anti-Japanese war. Not to mention that these people will grow up like seeds, scatter and grow up healthily.
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