It was already late March, and it was noon again, and there was warmth in the sun.

Not far away is the village, and outside the village is the fields.

An old man squatted beside a pile of fertilized plants and lit a bunch of dead grass. After he put the dead grass on the ground, he poked the mixture of wood manure with a broken wooden shovel and carefully pressed the burning flame.

According to later generations, this is authentic farm fertilizer, and it is also the "fat" of the old man's "fat and water will not flow from outsiders' fields."

Who can explain the things in this world clearly?

Fermenting the dirtiest excrement into the ground increases fertility, and then sprinkling seeds on the ground makes all things live. Humans eat clean vegetables and then produce excrement to carry out metabolic cycles.

This world is so magical.

As for the truth in it, no one can explain it clearly. As long as people ask a few questions one after another, they will enter the metaphysical and mysterious philosophical height.

However, at this time, the old man naturally would not think of such profound problems and could not have thought of such profound problems. All he thought was that the warm weather could make more food be produced in his own fields.

"I won't let me vomit feces, I'm so fucking wide." The old man saw the pile of fertilization and then pressed the fat to puff up.

Now that the entire ly area has become a war zone, the people are naturally worried and scared.

When the old man came out to make fertilizer, his neighbor advised him not to come out, and said that fertilization would cause smoke and not attract Japanese people.

The old man disagrees with this.

So what if you simmer yourself and light up your own smoke? Yesterday someone saw a large group of Japanese devils passing by their village from not far away. The Japanese devils were dwarfs but not blind. They must have seen their village but ignored them. What are you afraid of when you simmer yourself and light up your own smoke?

"What's the use of raising so many soldiers? All of them have made the little Japanese fight here." The old man started to scold the Zhong*** team again.

There are all kinds of people. Of course, most ordinary people hope that their army can win, but there are no shortages among the people who scold their own people and even surpass those who scold their enemies.

In short, all kinds of unsatisfactory things happened, and they didn't think about how to attack the enemy but cursed their own people. Later generations called this kind of person "Hate the National Party", and this old man should be the originator of the National Party.

This old man was so damn about the world that he just bowed his head to work, so that a person walked to him and didn't notice it.

So he was shocked when he saw someone's lower calves suddenly appear under his nose.

When he saw the front tip of the cotton shoes was already tattered and his big toes were pushed out restlessly, a voice sounded in his ear: "Hey (i), old man, have you seen the Northeast Army people coming from you?"

At this time, the old man looked up and saw a Chinese soldier with clothes as ragged as shoes standing in front of him. The clothes were still winter clothes, and the cotton was exposed in several places, but the cotton had also become gray-black.

The old man was originally shocked, but when he saw that he was a Chinese soldier, although he had no expression on his face, he felt a little contempt and anger in his heart.

There is no way, who said he is the originator of the National Hate Party?

All the damn cowards. Looking at the ragged look you are wearing, I still hope you can kill the Japanese?

"Hey, old man, are you fucking deaf when you ask you?" The soldier became angry when he saw that he ignored him. He became more and more rude in his words. In addition to saying "hey", there was another "fucking deaf".

So the old man became more and more angry in his heart.

But he is not young anymore, so he certainly understands that he can't afford to be a soldier.

So the result of the interweaving of reason and anger was that he pointed at the hill not far away: "There is a big road there, and the people in the Northeast you mentioned went south along that road."

"I'll be dead if I've said it a long time ago. I'll just spit on my face." The soldier said angrily, and then he ignored the old man, turned around and walked away with his rifle in his hand.

Only then did the old man notice that there was a team of about ten people not far from the soldier, and the people in the team were wearing the same clothes.

It's a ragged person but is watching them here.@大全\/Shuge* First update~~

Can you still hit the Japanese with just a few broken guns? Don’t be embarrassed!

The old man started to scold in his heart. He hated the country so much that the species he was referring to was the one that the Japanese army brigade had taken yesterday.

But the soldier didn't know that he used his usual fierceness to the people to exchange for other people's lies. After only a moment, the soldier who asked for directions was already reporting to the person dressed up by the soldiers in their team: "Report to the sir, the old man said that the people with our Northeast Army went south from that road."

"Then let's go!" The man called the chief waved his hand, and then the soldiers of one squad, who were full of war, moved again.

What kind of soldier can be called a commander? Of course, the answer is Shang Zhen, and the one who just asked for directions was Ma Eryao.

Nowadays, the quality of the Central *** team is just that, so that cadres do not beat and scold soldiers, and soldiers should be kind to the people, such troops, such as the Eighth Route Army's new recruits, are absolutely rare!

Although Ma Erpao, who is responsible for asking for directions, knows that there is an old saying that "I would rather offend a gentleman than offend a villain", he does not know that the old man is a villain, and even more a "hateful national party."

Considering that they should be in the rear now, Shang Zhen did not send out vanguards, and the soldiers were just moving forward silently.

It turns out that when the veterans of Hao Xiazi Company were still alive, they would not stop talking.

At this point, the veterans who had passed away were somewhat similar to those of the Northeast soldiers, including Wang Laomao, Qin Chuan, Qian Chuaner.

People in Northeast China are poor-mouthed, and according to their words, they are called "like to talk". The old Qiuzi, who is the original blind man, is naturally not idle.

However, with the veterans withering, there were no one to talk about, so there was naturally not much nonsense when marching again.

However, compared to before, the recruits were often winking from time to time, but intentionally or unintentionally always focused on one person in the team.

The military uniform that man was wearing was just a little cleaner and neat, and he wore a summer hat on his head, but his hair was longer than that of ordinary people.

From the perspective of body shape, the man walks lighter than the new recruits, but it seems that the word "sausher" that they don't know yet is more accurate.

Just because that was the female soldier named "Erya"!

The day before yesterday, Shang Zhen, who didn't want to hurt each other with the Forty Army, finally turned the fight between them and the forty soldiers from "army" to "cultural fight".

Of course, the martial and literary fights here are not the kind mentioned in the usual sense, but are based on the premise that they do not hurt each other.

And just as Shang Zhen and his team competed with forty soldiers, Shang Zhen and his team won a great victory, and of course the one who contributed the most was the big boss.

That Erya was impressed by the stupid martial arts skills, and then secretly followed her into the group!

The reason why she is so good among the gangs of the Forty Army is that she is the real girl of the regiment commander...

Chapter completed!