"The old man is getting older, and his body bones are no longer what they used to be. He can't move anymore, and he can't make decisions for them." The old man sighed and said with a sigh on his face.

Wang Zhong's words just now really moved him. They may not care about themselves, but they cannot care about their descendants.

Just as Wang Zhong said, if the Japanese are not driven away for one day, they will not be able to return to their homes or own their own land. They can only live like now, hiding in the desolate mountains and forests like the teachers in the gutter.

It's a day, if you can live for a day, it's a day.

You could be killed by Japanese bullets fired from nowhere at any time.

The old man called a boy who looked about eleven or twelve years old, and led Wang Zhong and others into the mountains and forests, climbed over several mountains, and came to an even more deserted valley.

I saw more than twenty people, who were as young and strong as savages.

"My name is He Dashan, what is this officer's name?"

"I am not an officer. We are all brothers in the world. We are all compatriots. My name is Wang Zhong. We are all of the same age. If Brother He doesn't dislike me, just treat him like brothers!"

"Brother Wang." He Dashan hesitated for a moment, then called Brother Wang Zhong.

"These are all my brothers. I won't introduce them one by one to Brother Dashan."

"Brother Dashan, I won't hide it from you. We came here this time just to get Brother Dashan to join the guerrillas with your compatriots to fight against the Japanese invaders."

"Join the guerrillas?" He Dashan looked at the child next to him in surprise.

"Uncle Dashan, grandpa said that no matter what decision you make, he and the villagers will support you."

Young and passionate people are most likely to be impulsive. If it were not for the pressure from the elderly and elders, these young people would probably think of ways to fight the Japanese on their own.

He Dashan glanced at Wang Zhong, then at the members of the commando team following Wang Zhong, but did not make a decision directly.

Wang Zhongdao: "Brother Dashan, doesn't it feel good to hide in the mountains like wild beasts? You have eaten one meal but not another? You can't even get a good night's sleep, and you have to worry all the time about where the shots will come from all directions.

Bullets are killing people, haven't Brother Dashan and all of you brothers lived enough in such a life of fear?"

As soon as Wang Zhong's words came out, they really aroused a lot of resonance among the people. These young and strong people, ranging in age from fourteen or fifteen to more than forty years old, have not yet extinguished the blood in their chests, just for their families, wives, children and children.

, parents and elders had to escape into the mountains and forests and eke out an ignoble existence.

But even so, they were not completely safe. Seeing the people around them die one by one under the gunfire of the Japanese and becoming targets for the Japanese to practice their guns, in their hearts, in addition to fear and fear, there was more anger.

, and worry.

Will they be the next targets of the Japanese?

"Just like this time, the Japanese captured most of the strong men within a hundred miles. Except for you, there are basically few who survived."

"It's fine if the Japanese don't know you exist, but now that they know, do you think they will let you go?"

"If they don't have enough strong men on hand, they will come back to you sooner or later."

"Whether you stay here and wait to die, or follow us and pick up a gun to resist, it's all up to you."

Seeing that a few people were still hesitant, but most of them showed eagerness to give it a try, Wang Zhong said: "We don't have much time, we can only give you twenty minutes to discuss at most, and we will set off in half an hour.

."

"Twenty minutes?" He Dashan and others looked at each other and immediately walked to the side to discuss.

Wang Zhong and the members of the commando team rested on the spot. They had been driving for more than four hours and were already exhausted. Taking advantage of He Dashan and others' discussion, everyone ate, drank and rested on the spot.

Watching the members of the commando team take out the cans with Japanese characters written on the outside from their bags, and just sit around on the floor and eat, the young man leading the way stared at them and kept swallowing his saliva.

"Want to eat?" Bula looked at the boy and gathered the can in his hand.

The young man nodded immediately, both of them shining brightly.

Bu La took out a can from his backpack and threw it at the boy.

"Borrow!"

The boy was very flexible and reached out his hand to catch the can.

"For me?" The boy looked at him in disbelief.

"Eat it! Think of it as your reward for showing us the way." Bula grinned, picked up the can on the ground, and continued to pull it.

But the boy held the can and didn't know how to open it.

Kaname walked over with a smile, took out the bayonet from his waist, clicked it a few times, and pried open the can.

"Eat it!"

The boy didn't even bother to say thank you. He took the can and ate it happily.

He Dashan and others, who had not gone far, looked at the commandos holding cans and feasting and the young man leading the way, their eyes widened and they swallowed their saliva.

Seeing that his goal was achieved, Wang Chong walked up to the crowd with the opened cans and said, "I forgot to mention just now. These cans were all seized from the Japanese and are our daily rations.

If the canned food is gone, there will still be fried rice and fried noodles. In short, I, Wang Zhong, will never let the brothers who follow us to fight the Japanese go hungry, and I will give each of our brothers ten kilograms of rice as settlement expenses if they are willing to join us."

"Brothers, think about it slowly, we still have time."

After saying that, Wang Zhong held the can and sat down next to the commandos, minding his own business and started eating.

These so-called young men, who refused to surrender to the Japanese invaders, had no choice but to run into the mountains and almost ate all the edible things they brought with them. Fortunately, the products in the mountains and forests were quite abundant, and there was no shortage of various wild vegetables.

If wild fruits and wild animals are no longer available, there are still grass roots and leaves that can be used to satisfy the hunger.

But these things can only make them starve to death. It is more difficult to fill their stomachs than to reach the sky.

Due to the long-term lack of food and the lack of supplements of oil, water, and salt, their bodies are no longer what they used to be, and their faces are full of green spots.

The young man had only eaten half of the can in his hand, but he suddenly stopped, carefully closed the lid of the can, and held it in his hand.

"Why don't you eat?" Wang Zhong looked at the young man and asked.

The young man said: "I have already eaten a lot. I will take the rest back to my grandpa and grandma to try too."

"He is a filial child." Wang Zhong rubbed the young man's head, took out a box of cans from his backpack and handed it to him: "Since you are so filial and sensible, I will give you an extra box."

"But you can't eat the whole box just now. You haven't eaten real food for a long time. If you eat such a box of cans at once, your stomach and intestines will definitely not be able to bear it. It will only be a stomachache, but

If you vomit out everything you eat, you will lose more than you gain."

The young man looked stern, "Really?"

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "What am I trying to lie to you about? These are basic common sense in life. You are still young and it is normal not to know. But adults like your grandfather and Aniang must know."

The young man nodded, but he still couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick the remaining canned taste around his mouth.

Although this can is no longer made of real beef like in previous years, but vegetarian meat made of cow blood mixed with grains. It doesn't even taste good, but the sufficient oil, water and salt are enough to satisfy the needs.

This group of "savages" who are extremely short of food and whose faces are filled with food have no sense of taste.

"Brother Wang!"

Just after giving instructions to the young man, the young men who were gathered around for discussion were now staring at the cans in the hands of Wang Zhong and others with their more than twenty pairs of green eyes, smelling the air.

The faint aroma exuded made everyone swallow their saliva in unison.

He Dashan walked up to Wang Chong and asked a little nervously: "Does what you just said count?"

“Nature counts!”

Wang Zhong smiled and said: "Brother He and the brothers have thought about it?"

"Think about it!"

"We figured it out!"

"As long as we can eat, let alone fight against the Japanese, we can kill ourselves." Before He Dashan could speak, several young men spoke impatiently.

"That's right!"

"As long as I can eat, it's worth dying immediately." The other young men couldn't wait to agree.

He Dashan asked hurriedly: "Brother Wang, what's the settlement allowance for ten kilograms of rice?"

Wang Zhong said: "I, Wang Zhong, always keep my word. If I say ten catties, I mean ten catties."

"If we join, can we also have canned food?" A tall, young man pushed through the crowd, walked up to Wang Zhong, and asked again.

Wang Zhong had noticed this guy a long time ago. He could still grow so tall in such a difficult period. He was either from a well-off family or was gifted with extraordinary talent.

"What's your name?" Wang Zhong looked at the strong man and asked.

"My name is Li Hu!" the strong man replied angrily.

"Li Hu?" Wang Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked up and down at this strong man. He saw that his muscles and bones were far stronger than ordinary people, his arms were slender, and his hands were thick. If he was placed in ancient times, he would definitely be a fierce general.

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-one."

"Twenty-one?" Looking at Li Hu, who had a full beard and looked at least thirty years old, Wang Zhong was a little surprised, but he didn't believe it. Life was hard, and he looked old easily.

Some people are simply young and mature.

"Been a hunter?" Looking at the calluses on Li Huhu's mouth, Wang Zhong asked again.

"I am an Orion!" Li Hu said: "But I have only used bows and arrows, know how to use knives, and can set traps. I have never fired a gun."

"good!"

"If I follow you now, can I have canned food?" Li Hu's purpose was very clear, and he looked at Wang Zhong with burning eyes, waiting for his answer.

Wang Zhong smiled and took out the can from the backpack on his back and handed it to Li Hu: "If you take this can, you will become a member of our guerrillas from now on. If you leave without authorization, you will be subject to military law."

Li Hu didn't hesitate at all. He took the can in Wang Zhong's hand, took out the short knife from his waist, opened the lid, used the short knife as chopsticks, inserted the vegetarian meat in the can, and took three bites in one bite.

one part.

Seeing that Li Hu had already eaten canned food, the rest of the young men could not sit still and expressed their willingness to join the guerrillas.

Wang Zhong immediately waved his hand, and Bu La and others immediately took out the cans from the bags behind their backs and distributed them to everyone.

But after everyone opened the can, they all, like the young man who led the way, only took a few mouthfuls and carefully put the can away.

Everyone naturally knew what they meant, but no one stopped them.

"From today on, you are members of our guerrillas. However, since you have never received military training, let alone been on the battlefield, we can only put you into the reserve force now."

"After you have completed your training, been on the battlefield, and overcome your fears, we will formally integrate you into the guerrillas."

"No problem, as long as I have enough to eat, anything is fine."

Wang Zhong suddenly changed his tone and said: "But there is something I have to tell you clearly in advance. Since you have joined the guerrillas, your family cannot stay here."

"What do you mean?" Li Hu didn't care. After his parents died, he was alone and had no family. However, other people in IDE, including He Dashan, were different. Most of their families were still there.

Wang Zhongdao: "Perhaps the Japs don't know your exact location, but they definitely know the general area where you are. Among those traitors and Japs who have taken refuge with the Japs, there may be people who know you. If your identities are exposed in the future, maybe you will

It will involve the family."

"Now I have two choices for you."

"First! We will help you send your family to the East Coast. The East Coast is not under the jurisdiction of the Japanese. Even if your identities are exposed one day in the future, you don't have to worry about their safety.

But it’s a bit difficult to see them again in the future.”

"Second, we take your family to our base in the mountains. Our place is more secluded than yours. In a short period of time, the Japanese will definitely not be able to find it. But as time goes by, it will be difficult to tell, but we can move at any time."

Base area."

"Although the risk factor has increased, it can allow you to reunite with your family from time to time, and some of the excess materials we seized can be handed over to them, and they will be responsible for our logistics at the same time."

"If a brother among us is injured, he can have a place to stay and someone to help take care of him."

"I am more inclined to the second choice, but they are your family, so it is up to you to decide."

He Dashan and others looked at each other, and after discussing for a while, they said: "We can't make the decision on this matter. We have to go back and discuss it with our families before making a decision."

"no problem!"

An hour later, in the jungle where the ‘savages’ were, everyone began to pack their bags.

Nowadays, there are only a few real old people who can survive. The old man who received Wang Zhong and the others before was actually a middle-aged man in his fifties, but he just looked old.

Those who were really seventy or eighty years old and struggled to walk either died on the way to escape, or died of starvation or illness in the woods.

"Captain, everything is packed!" He Dashan came to Wang Zhong. Not far away, there were old and weak women and children carrying various simple bags, farm tools, and hatchets.

In total, there are seventy or eighty people.
Chapter completed!