No nation is a monolithic, and nationality is always the majority, not all.

Individual cases will always exist, after all, biological evolution is the process of mutated individual cases becoming majority.

I don’t know how long it took, but it was already late at night. In addition to the sounds of the ancestral hall, the small village was completely silent.

No one noticed that Hu Yi in the darkness was still holding the muffle gun in his hand tightly. For the sudden appearance of the black shadow, what awaited him was the verdict of fate.

Time passed by minute by minute, and it seemed that after only a while, the black shadow came out of the thatched cottage.

The muzzle in Hu Yi's hand drooped, slowly flashing from the darkness: "Rise your hand!"

The black shadow was startled and stuttered: "I...I am my own!"

The sound is weird, it's obvious that this guy is a Japanese man!

The conversation was not loud, but it woke up the people in the house. Not long after, a person with a disheveled appearance in the cadre came out of the house.

"Hey, what are you doing? Put the gun away quickly..."

He has to thank Hu Yi for studying at night without a bayonet!

...

The girl looked at Hu Yi sitting by the kang with dejected expression: "That guy is obviously a Japanese... where is his own person?"

Hu Yi sat at the edge of the table, his tired face full of complaints, and he was writing quickly on the notebook without saying a word.

"Oh, don't be angry. What's the matter with being said a few words? We don't know him anyway."

Hu Yi's face was still very ugly. He glanced at the girl with a squinted look and sighed: "I said, should you go back to your room to sleep?"

Seeing that Hu Yi finally spoke, the girl was excited: "Hehe, can this Japanese devil be the Eighth Route Army? This is not the first time we heard about it, what's the embarrassment?"

"You're still laughing when you're so embarrassed?" Hu Yi shook his head. He was scolded just now. The guy he caught was indeed a Japanese, but he was an absolute Eighth Route Army!

For this reason, he was scolded by a leader who entered the mountain together because the Eighth Route Army was extraordinary and still a hero.

The Japanese prisoner named Akiyama, who was captured on the plain, was originally a machine gun shooter. After being captured, more than a dozen Japanese who were captured with him committed suicide directly! After the ideological work of the Eighth Route Army, he learned about the injustice of the Japanese invasion. In addition, he often saw the atrocities of the Japanese army massacred Chinese military and civilians. Akiyama's mind collapsed day by day and soon became completely reborn.

When the Japanese were storming the comb-type net, a battalion of the Eighth Route Army where he was located was surrounded by Japanese and puppets. Seeing that the enemy was getting closer and closer, there was no hope of breaking through.

Qiushan quietly found the machine gun shooter of the Eighth Route Army. He wanted to pass the machine gun. He ran out of the sorghum field with the machine gun alone and rushed to the team outside the encirclement: "Bagayalu, die!"

The machine gun in his hand fired, and hedging against the puppet army in front of him swept.

The puppet army rushing to the front was stunned and didn't know how to anger the imperial army?

After falling down, the puppet soldiers quickly rolled and crawled around and ran faster than rabbits.

The Japanese army behind the scenes were stunned. Akiyama was not ruthless. After changing to a magazine, he directly opened fire at the Japanese. A squad of Japanese soldiers were shot by a machine gun, and most of them were shot one after another.

A battalion following the Eighth Route Army behind quickly whizzed out from the opened gap.

Qiushan carried a machine gun and broke the back alone!

This is the Japanese who Hu Yi almost killed... It should be called Eighth Route: Akiyama Ryoshi.

After being scolded by the leader who heard the movement, the two of them ordered: "We will not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and each person will write a copy of the inspection."

The girl smiled awkwardly: "How about you, can I write your check for you?"

Hu Yi had a black thread. I finished the examination and wrote it before you said this: "Grandma, can you go back to bed first?"

"Good fox, why don't you...what should you write for me?"

Footsteps came outside the house, and Ma Liang lifted the curtain and came in: "Girl? Why are you still here?"

"You have to care!" After the girl said that, she jumped off the kang and went out to the next door. She and Erniu Song Xiaoci were in the same house.

"Brother, what's the girl doing? What happened just now?"

"Uh... I caught a Japanese man when I came out just now, but I didn't expect that guy was the Eighth Route Army." Hu Yi hesitated for a moment.

"Japanese Eighth Route Army?" Ma Liang was stunned.

"Don't stand here, hurry up and go to bed."

While speaking, several more people got into the house: "Captain Hu", "Boss Hu", "Company Commander Hu"...

"Damn mule, beauty saves heroes, you have become famous this time!" The big dog winked.

"Get out of here!" Luo Fugui jumped onto the kang, pulled the quilt and covered his head directly.

Li Xiang carried the firewood bundle into the house, opened the kang door, and silently added firewood to the stove door.

...

Song Xiaoci, who had taken Erniu to write big characters on the wall early in the morning, had a large circle of people around her, and the attraction was definitely not ordinary.

After breakfast, the team will be opened soon.

Chen Chong stretched out his hand at Luo Fugui.

"Your grandma's..." Luo Fugui touched five oceans from his bag in disappointment.

Chen Chong handed over the money to his former comrades-in-arms.

The new company commander smiled and said, "How did this happen? Take it back quickly!"

"Hold this, don't be polite here!"

The new company commander patted Chen Chong on the shoulder and smiled: "Then I'm not polite. Hehe, it will be my turn to study in the second half of next year. If you have any good learning experience, you have to talk to me at that time."

Hu Yi stood at the entrance of the village and watched the lively scenes in the village. Four of them stood beside him: the girl Ma Liang Luo Fugui Li Xiang.

He suddenly lost interest in this big study. He knew everything about the instructor. He wrote his experiences and wrote two checks in one night. He held the pen holder with a gun. It was so awkward.

During this period of time when I returned to the mountains to study, I didn’t do anything, which made Hu Yi very uncomfortable when he walked in blood and fire for many years.

He understood that maybe the rain of bullets was his destination.

Hu Yi felt a little timid without realizing it. He was very expecting to go to the teacher because he could go to see Zhou Wanping, but suddenly felt a little guilty again because the figure of the woman on the plain kept flashing again.

I shook my swelling head and tried to shake these thoughts away.

Subconsciously put his hand into his pocket and took out his pocket watch with body temperature. With a crisp click, the silver case popped up, and he took a habitual look at it at 8 o'clock.

Close the cover of the watch, put the pocket watch in his pocket, and turned to look outside the village.

The mountain stream filled with wet mist, the gray valley bottom, and the rugged paths.

The leavesless branches and dead grass hang ice, and the fresh air is mixed with a slight smell of mud.

The long team finally left Niujia Village and headed into the deep mountains.

Walking on the muddy road, the students discussed yesterday's learning content in groups of three or three.

Not everyone knows the history that has passed long ago, and there have never been any other great powers.

After learning, people are confused. Didn’t the Japanese are going to war with the United States? In the past, the Japanese and American forces were not absent, but now the Japanese and Americans are fighting again.

The reactionaries who fled to Chongqing were cooperating with the United States.

After learning a lot, the platoon leaders felt panicked. It would be a good thing for the enemies to fight each other, but the enemy became friends again. The more they talked, the more they were in their minds.

What's even more outrageous is that there was a Japanese in the cadre team that followed him to the division headquarters, and he was actually the Eighth Route Army!
Chapter completed!