Duan Peng still had a smile on his face. He looked left and right before lowering his voice and saying,""Brother, Ba Dao is good, but I can't!”
"I have my mother at home. If I leave, what will happen to my mother?”
As the saying goes, one should not travel far when one's parents are around.
Especially in this era, sometimes there was no tomorrow after living for today. To be honest, with his mother at home, Duan Peng did not dare to take a step far, let alone join the Eighth Route Army.
Regarding this point, Song An understood, but if he was to just let Duan Peng give up like this, he was still unwilling.
But on the surface, he snorted coldly and threw the millet back in his hand.
"Alright! Then you can just guard your little millet and be a submissive citizen for the Japanese!”
As he spoke, Song An took two steps forward and squatted in the corner, looking at Duan Peng's figure seriously.
After all, what happened in the following period of time was what truly allowed him to subdue Duan Peng.
The opportunity was right in front of him. How could he let him slip away?
However, Da Qiang didn't understand. He looked at Song An and then at Duan Peng. After a while, he scratched his head and asked,""Class monitor, he's not even willing to join our Eighth Route Army. What are you waiting for?”
Song An smiled mysteriously." Just watch!”
Da Da couldn't help but mutter softly," Isn't he just a martial artist…What's there to see…"
Song An didn't explain and only stared at Duan Peng's side without blinking.
In the beginning, Li Yunlong only knew that Duan Peng was a silly boy with brute force. He was just a little stronger in martial arts.
But he knew that in reality, Duan Peng's ability was far from just this point of being powerful in martial arts.
In terms of martial arts, bare-handed combat was needless to say.
In terms of lightness skills, although he couldn't leap over roofs and walk on walls, he was definitely an expert in climbing.
Not only that, but Duan Peng also had some superficial knowledge of Chinese medicine. Acupuncture, herbal medicine, and basic medical treatment were not a problem. Not only could he save himself on the battlefield, but he could also get a few more comrades.
In addition to his strong foundation, in 1950, during the training of the sub-tropical jungle led by Li Yunlong, the Soviet instructor gave him an excellent evaluation.
At present, other than the skills in various aspects of martial arts and weapons that could be used, Duan Peng still had an ability that was not valued by others.
This kid's ability to speak was extremely strong. The Eighth Route Army was originally a mixed army, especially an independent regiment. They recruited people from everywhere. There were people from all over the world.
But the bizarre thing was that no matter where people were, as long as they stayed with Duan Peng for a few days, this guy guaranteed to learn the dialect of others clearly.
It would be fine if the northern language was simple, but the southern Jiangsu and Zhejiang dialect, Hunan and Guangxi dialect, Minnan Hakka dialect, Chaozhou dialect, these kinds of things that sounded completely like bird language to outsiders, Duan Peng was not affected at all and learned them clearly.
In the later stages of the war, before Duan Peng was taken away by Li Yunlong, he even took some time to study in the artillery training team. He understood all the homework on the map and the artillery specialization!
In his spare time, Duan Peng even part-time as a scout.
If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't control himself when he saw a beautiful girl, his future would definitely be limitless!
Just as he was lost in thought, something happened to this small stall in the next second.
A cart had appeared on the street.
Although this handcart was similar to Duan Peng's handcart in appearance, the person sitting on the handcart was a Japanese, and there were puppet soldiers leading the way.
From afar, the cart rushed over.
The traitor in front of them even helped to show the Japanese the way." Taijun, gunny sack!”
The Japanese had long been used to being tyrannical in this city. As long as they had their eyes on something, how could they let it go?
Therefore, the moment the mustached devil stretched out his hand, the puppet soldiers immediately pounced on him and reached out to drag Duan Peng's sack away.
Anyone with eyes could tell that they were not snatching gunnysacks. He was clearly looking for an excuse to snatch their food!
Duan Peng relied on this little thing to support his family and take care of his mother. How could he let them carry the thing away like this?
Ignoring the Japanese in the car, Duan Peng directly pounced over and pulled the sack to go back.
"Matriarch, Matriarch, this is grain. I sold it!”
"What are you doing? What are you doing?”
However, the Japanese and puppet soldiers did not listen to him at all. They directly raised the rifles in their hands and stabbed at Duan Peng's face.
That appearance did not have the intention of leaving him a way out at all!
Under being forced into a helpless situation, Duan Peng stretched out his hand to block and directly threw the person out!
Once he made his move, the situation could not be controlled.
Not only did the small fries around the ghost start to move, but even the ghost himself could not sit still and came down with a gun.
At this time, Duan Peng already kicked the people far away with one foot each.
When someone even came up with a bayonet, Duan Peng directly snatched the bayonet in passing and ruthlessly stabbed it up!
Seeing that the situation was not good, Song An quickly went forward and helped to carry a few sacks into the car. Only then did he turn around and shout at Duan Peng.
"Let's go!"
Duan Peng quickly understood what he meant and turned around to follow.
"Thanks, brother!"
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