Clear Wind Camp.
The golden-red sunlight shone down, adding a golden light to the rough tiles.
"The little devils started killing our brothers and sisters from the three eastern provinces.”
"In the Battle of Songhu, division after division died!”
"We lost hundreds of thousands of people in the defense of Jinling!”
"People are dying every day everywhere!”
Zhou Weiguo's voice rang out in the hall.
The war was getting more and more serious!
Especially the 8th Route Army, they lacked ammunition and everything else.
"I understand this logic. Otherwise, I wouldn't have fought the Japanese.”
"However, what does this have to do with our Clear Wind Camp?”
The bald man, Zhu Ziming, rubbed his bald head and asked.
"How can it be unrelated?"
Zhou Weiguo leaned forward slightly and said in a low voice,""You read the newspaper of the 8th Route Army's new regiment, right? It's a unit that can fight the Japanese.”
"I've been observing the Eighth Route Army for the past few days and found that they really care about the people. They don't commit any crimes wherever they go and even help the people with farm work.”
"In their base, the army and the people are united, and the villagers support them.”
"Big Brother Zhu, don't tell me you want to stay in Clear Wind Camp forever and be a bandit?”
Zhou Weiguo said calmly.
"What's wrong with being a bandit? No one can control us, and we don't have to look at other people's faces.”
Zhu Ziming heard this and was stunned." I say, brother, you're not thinking of joining the Eighth Route, are you?"”
He finally understood.
Being a bandit leader, he wasn't stupid.
He, the Second Leader, wanted to leave?
They even wanted to drag Clear Wind Camp along.
"Have you ever thought about it? You're a bandit now, and your life is free and easy. We're fighting against the devils with the Eighth Route Army and the National Army.”
"But if the Japanese are eliminated, what will happen in the future?”
"Facing two big problems, one is the eight routes and the other is the national army, how many more days can Clear Wind Camp last?”
Zhou Weiguo said," Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your brothers.”
"This…"
Zhu Ziming fell into deep thought.
He had originally established Clear Wind Camp so that he could drink big bowls of wine, eat big chunks of meat, and fight the Japanese in this chaotic world.
He had never thought of such a problem.
"I, Zhu Ziming, don't know any great principles.”
"But there's one thing. I acknowledge you as my brother. What do you want to do?”
Zhu Ziming said.
For him, these problems were too far away.
Who knew if he could live past tomorrow?
"I do have the idea of joining the Eighth Route Army.”
Zhou Weiguo shook his head and said," However, I'm afraid it won't work if we, the people from Black Wind Mountain, go there rashly. It's better to be safe than sorry. We have to be prepared.”
"I'll bring a few brothers to observe first!”
……
"Still need to observe?"
"What do you mean?"
Zhu Ziming was puzzled.
"Of course we have to observe the situation in northwestern Shanxi and see if the 8th Route Army is really that good.”
A shrewd look flashed across Zhou Weiguo's eyes." If it meets our expectations, then we'll join the Eighth Route and let you all come together.”
"When the time comes, we'll fight a few beautiful battles!"
"Let's expand the team."
Whether it was joining the Eighth Route Army or the National Army, he only wanted to fight the Japanese.
Currently, the situation was unclear. If the eighth route was really as expected, it was not impossible to find a way for the brothers to survive.
"Alright, I'll listen to you."
"If we join the Eighth Route, they'll look down on us and we'll do it ourselves.”
Zhu Ziming nodded.
He was still very convinced of Zhou Weiguo.
The other party's methods were brilliant, he had foresight, brains, and his skills were even more impressive.
In the past, Zhou Weiguo had overturned the entire Clear Wind Camp in the sleep of his brothers. Everyone, including him, had been tied up.
He even led the brothers of Clear Wind Camp to fight a beautiful ambush in One-Line-Sky.
"Then it's settled."
"Tomorrow, I'll bring a few brothers to the northwest of Shanxi, the 386th Brigade's base!”
Zhou Weiguo narrowed his eyes and started to plan in his heart.
He didn't know any of the officers in the Eighth Route Army, but the commander of the 386th Brigade was famous. He could be considered his senior.
They were both from Huangpu, so it should be easier to talk to them.
……
Shanxi.
Wen Xi Pei family.
This ancient family had existed for nearly 2,000 years in the Yan Huang Nation since the pre-Qin period.
It was at its peak during the Sui and Tang Dynasties, but gradually declined during the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
However, even if it had declined, it was still an ancient clan with a terrifying foundation. Even the Song Clan, which had risen to prominence, had to give some face to this ancient clan.
"The Eighth Route Army has produced a talented general!"
"A regiment lacking in guns and ammunition could actually destroy the Sakata United.”
"This Li Yunlong is very good at fighting!”
Her voice was pleasant and magnetic.
The person who spoke was a young woman. She was wearing a loose Tang suit that could not hide her beautiful curves. She was extremely beautiful and had an outstanding temperament. She had the demeanor of a great family.
"Uncle Li!"
The young woman flipped the newspaper in her hand and called out.
"Young Miss!"
A middle-aged man in a long coat walked over and lowered his head.
"Have the machetemen of the Black Cloud Stronghold listen to my orders.”
"Go down and prepare 1000 catties of cloth, 30,000 catties of rice, and 2,000 catties of cotton.”
"Tell the machetemen of the Black Cloud Stronghold to take my letter to the commander of the 129th Division. Tell them to stay in the Eighth Route Army and not come back.”
The young woman spoke unhurriedly.
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