War of Resistance: I am awake on Dragon Boat Festival
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Chapter 13-The Actor!

"Haha, Dragon Boat Festival, how was your performance? Hehehe, I almost believed it myself.”

As soon as Wei Zhengcai left, the old man burst into laughter, his eyes moist from laughter.

This was a real performance.

Wei Zheng had just arrived and met Sun Shiyu and Old Kan. They had naturally heard of them.

Duan Wu guessed that the people Wei Zhengcai brought this time were all overseers. Not only did they not play any role in the war, but they would also cause trouble. At that time, it was still unknown what the situation would be like.

This situation could not be allowed to happen during the Dragon Boat Festival. If the 88th and 87th Divisions had such talents, perhaps the Battle of Songhu would not have been so passive.

"Humph, they aren't doing good, they are doing something shameful. Did you see that? Once the landline rings, he's going to leave us in the south!”

Duan Wu slapped the landline.

"I'll throw him away."

"However, don't be in a hurry to smash it. Throw it to the second floor and ask our people to prepare something for you.”

"Alright!" Sun Shiyu nodded.

Just as he was about to take the phone to the second floor, a seasoned soldier, Zhou Dadang, walked over and said to him,"Captain, go outside and take a look!"

"What?"

Duan Wu frowned, wondering if Wei Zhengcai had returned.

As soon as the results came out, he knew that he was thinking too much. A mountain of goods was piled up in front of the door of the fourth warehouse.

There were a lot of guns, rifles, rifles, and ammunition. There were more than 8,000 bullets, nearly 200 grenades, 300 yuan in cash, and more than a dozen pieces of jewelry.

At this moment, there was no one in the courtyard.

"Who sent it?" Duan Wu asked.

"A group of soldiers and civilians passed by just now. They heard the singing of the 29th Division, so they threw some things into the gate.”

Duan Wu looked at the things on the ground thoughtfully. "Get the brothers to help transport these things in," he said to Zhou Dadang. When everyone had arrived, they would be distributed like before.”

"Brigadier? Are you sure you want to split it equally?"

Zhou Dadang said coldly.

"Yes."

Duan Wu instructed and left alone.

Zhou Dadang hesitated for a moment before he ordered all the goods to be transported to the warehouse.

Seeing this, the warriors who were covered in sweat and dirt all smiled innocently like children.

They were all poor and had no resistance to money.

Money was their life.

He had no money to eat. Poor, it is difficult to see a doctor. They were penniless and could only beg on the streets.

Therefore, once a person lived in poverty for a long time, morality and beliefs would gradually leave that person.

However, an inexplicable emotion rose in their hearts. It was an inexplicable emotion, but more than that, it was an inexplicable emotion.

However, everyone was laughing.

Duan Wu was also smiling. He gave Old Gourd a look and said,""You two split it equally. I'll get Wei Zhengcai to send you to the north bank.”

"Good!" The Old Gourd nodded.

The old Calabash Brother was delighted, but just as he was about to split the money, he was stunned.

He slowly turned his head around with a look of horror on his face." Dragon Boat Festival? Are you really going to stay in the fourth storage unit? Is…is this our ransom?”

As he spoke, his hands trembled.

Everyone looked at the Dragon Boat Festival in horror.

"How can that be? Everyone is worrying too much. It's inconvenient to carry silver with you. Moreover, the Japanese might launch a large-scale attack at any time. It was hard to say if they could survive at that time. We can use this opportunity to send them over. Isn't that better?”

The sentence from the Dragon Boat Festival made everyone understand. They all cursed this old gourd. It was really terrifying. It was simply nonsense.

The pressure and fear disappeared from their hearts once again. They could hold on for another two days before they could go back and rest.

For some reason, they were full of confidence in the Dragon Boat Festival. Or perhaps it was because he was only a third-class soldier in the local army.

No matter how they looked at it, this kind of army did not look like a hero. They did not think that they would stay here and fight to the death with the Wei Nation.

They held their food and gathered on the roof of the fourth row. As they ate, they enjoyed the play in the north, the familiar song " Out of the City."

They did not know what had happened, but they still laughed. Only during the Dragon Boat Festival did they understand how ridiculous the people's despair towards the Central Army was.

"Sword light like snow, warhorses like the wind, all alone, killing a bloody path.”

Duan Wu suddenly stood up and chanted loudly. Although his voice was not ideal, it was powerful.

The martial artists raised their heads to look at the sky. A sense of pride surged into their hearts, and they actually began to sing loudly.

A high-pitched singing came from the riverside. The passersby heard the commotion and looked up.

A young girl pointed at the fourth row, which looked like a sleeping beast, in her childish voice." Mom, there's someone up there.”

His mother took a look and smiled."As long as the soldiers are here, we will be fine.”

"Yes!"

The girl nodded vigorously, then raised her head and looked at the blurry figure on the roof, as well as the strange songs he was singing.

As time passed, more and more people gathered around.

"Look, those two guys didn't run away. They're over there!”

"Well done, well done!"

"Brothers, well done! Good!"

……

Among the crowd, some were gloating, while others were gloating.

Their voices grew louder and they began to sing "Changban Slope."

Hearing this, everyone on the north bank stage stopped what they were doing. When the two of them saw this scene, smiles appeared on their faces.

"If everyone likes to listen to this song, then let's play it every day.”

"How long are you going to sing?"

"I sang until there was no one else.”

In other words, even an actor knew that these people wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

After all, how could a mere 100 people defeat an enemy that even an army of 700,000 soldiers could not defeat?

But at the same time, they were filled with anticipation, waiting for a miracle to happen.

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