Zhang Zhongfu was just a small chief of armor. When he heard the village chief coming in person, he dared not be negligent. He hurriedly took several of his villagers' backbones to trot out of the village. Someone had already gone to inform him, and the township team had already learned about the news, so he set up a large-scale guard of ceremonies and marching towards the village with high flags.

At this time, China's War of Resistance was at its most difficult low period. After several large-scale battles, the army suffered serious losses. Even the deeds of senior generals on the battlefield were common. China could only continue to shrink its front line back, and almost every week several cities, villages and towns were captured by the Japanese army. Although the people's enthusiasm for anti-Japanese war was still strong, many people at the upper level of the State Government were already pessimistic about the current situation.

In order to maintain the morale of the people in the Kuomintang-controlled areas, townships and towns in various places recruited and established defense teams and self-defense groups. This is actually an improved version of the militia in the Qing Dynasty. It was managed by gentry and grassroots government officials from all over the country, and then sent instructors to train them. It does not occupy the national armed forces. All funds come from local finances, and personnel and weapons are recruited and purchased by local governments themselves. It is required that they can assume the responsibility of local security maintenance on weekdays and stand up to defend the country and sacrifice bravely at critical moments.

Sichuan has experienced wars all year round, with more than a dozen warlords of all sizes. In the past, you finished singing and I made a good country of Tianfu split up. A large number of defeated scattered soldiers and robbers fled into the countryside with weapons. These people either occupied the mountains as kings, or entered the forest as bandits, smuggled and sold cigarettes and plundered people, and did everything they could tolerate. Therefore, in order to protect themselves, the civil gentry spontaneously organized many armed guard organizations very early, but the members were mostly deserters and unemployed vagrants. In addition, a group of messy social robes, the internal and external relations between black and white were like a mess. Speaking of combat power, it was a group of mobs, and eventually it often evolved into private soldiers of various wealthy families.

This chaos was not slightly improved until the National Government entered Sichuan. The large and small self-defense regiments around Chongqing were reorganized. The members were stipulated to be local farmers, and both equipment and training gradually became formal. The self-defense regiment in Daxing Township was a leader, and they received praise from the top in the school reading field for many years. Under the guidance of Zhang Jiachang, the members of Daxing Township's self-defense regiments carried rifles and flags, and came to the scene with great pride.

Zhang Zhongfu was leading the way with a smile on his face, leading a man dressed in a government official into this small farmyard. Gerhardt stood in the middle of the yard, holding the saber scabbard in his hand and carefully looking up and down.

This is a man in his forties, just over 1.7 meters tall, and is shorter than Gerhardt. He is wearing a black tweed hat and a navy blue Zhongshan suit on his upper body. A silver chain of pocket watch is tied to his buttonholes, an enamel blue sky and sun emblem on his chest. He is wearing a pair of gray breeches on his lower body and a pair of shiny black cowhide boots on his feet.

This man has a national face, a short mustache, thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose, and originally looked a bit imposing. Coupled with a twisted scar on his left cheek, his face became even more fierce.

Seeing Geerhart, the visitor raised his hand to stop Zhang Zhongfu who was about to introduce him. He walked a few steps under his feet and came to the German pilot. At this time, Geerhart realized that one of the left leg of the other party seemed to be sick, his movements seemed extremely stiff, and he was all supported by the crutches in his hand when walking and standing.

"Hi! Hitler!" The visitor stood still and raised his right arm and saluted Gerhart.

"Ah?" Gerhardt never dreamed that he would hear this outdated German greeting from a Chinese official in the far east.

"Hi! Reinhart!" Gerhart was stunned for a moment and quickly returned the favor. He thought he had the responsibility to correct the other party's mistakes immediately.

"Ah! Sorry, sorry, hey, Reinhart." The visitor had a sudden enlightenment expression at first, then raised his hand and returned the salute to Gerhart.

"I'm sorry. I was a little excited when I saw the friendly people coming from afar. Let me introduce myself. Sun Kexia is the local village chief and the leader of the self-defense regiment." Sun Kexia leaned on a crutch and reached out to Gerhart.

"Hello, Rudweg Geerhart, the second lieutenant of the Luftwaffe, I'm very happy to meet you. Your German is very fluent." Geerhart stepped forward to shake hands with the other party, and was very happy to meet an object that could be communicated with again.

"I learned it at the German Church School in Chengdu when I was a teenager. Don't look at what I am now. I used to be an army officer and commanded a battalion soldiers." Sun Kexia let go of Gerhart's hand and knocked on his left leg with a crutch.

"It's a pity that I was injured on the battlefield, so I had to leave the army. But even so, I can still serve the country and the people." Township Mayor Sun said passionately.

"This is a noble quality, and I admire your spirit very much." Gerhardt felt awe at the ear of this, and he nodded to the other party.

"This is just to fulfill the duties of a party member. The chairman has always taught us to be self-reliant and loyal to our duties." Sun Kexia waved his hand to show that the other party was too humble.

"Lieutenant Gerhart, why are you here?" Chief Sun asked politely.

"Didn't you receive a notice from your superior? I am a pilot of the German Task Force. Just half an hour ago, in this airspace, the task force where I am was engaged in an air battle with the Japanese Navy. My plane was injured in the battle and parachuted on the mountain to the east." Gerhardt felt a little incredible. This official seemed to know nothing about the arrival of the Luftwaffe. Has Colonel Shiboru notified the Chinese government yet? Perhaps it was because the other party had a problem in the contact. Gerhardt thought that this kind of thing would happen from time to time even in Germany.

"The superior's order was that in the afternoon, a large air battle occurred over Bishan County. Our air force fought bravely and finally defeated the enemy, but it also suffered heavy losses in the battle. First, the four miles and eight villages were filled with Chinese Air Force aircraft wreckage and parachuting pilots. It is said that the Air Force also shot down many Japanese planes during the air battle. Now all the towns around Bishan have mobilized to search and rescue our pilots, and at the same time arrest the Japanese who are parachuting. However, the order did not mention the news about you. Perhaps it was because the superior made a mistake in his busy schedule. "Sun Kexia took out a silver cigarette box from his pocket, and pressed the spring lid and bounced open automatically. "Please smoke."

"Ah, thank you." Gerhardt pulled out a cigarette from the other party's cigarette box.

"At first I thought you were Russian, and I was wondering that the Russian Volunteer Flight Team had retreated north. Why would one be left here? Then Chief Zhang Jia sent someone to report that you were a German officer, and I felt relieved."

"Is there any difference? Are you all here to help you Chinese?" Gerhat got up and vomited a cloud of smoke. He squinted his eyes and looked at Sun Kexia and asked.

"You won't understand the difference, Mr. Lieutenant." Sun Kexia lit a cigarette for himself, and he shook his head and spitted smoke.

"Is this the Japanese pilot I caught?" I realized that the German seemed to be in a low mood, Township Mayor Sun quickly moved the topic to Baigen sitting on the ground.

"Yes, he called himself Sinana, and was a lieutenant of the navy," Gerhart introduced.

"Are you a lieutenant officer?" Sun Kexia became excited.

"We rarely catch officers of this level, especially Japanese Navy pilots. This person is very valuable." Township Mayor Sun said happily, then he took off his hat on his head, squatted down and looked at Baigen carefully.

"Your name is Baigen? Lieutenant of the Japanese Imperial Navy?" Sun Kexia asked in stiff Japanese.

Bai Gen glanced at the Chinese official with contempt, then closed his eyes, looking as if he could handle it.

"Yaxi, you are a tough guy, and you have to take the little girl as hostage. Now you can say nothing, anyway, there are people who will let you talk at that time." He reached out and patted Bai Gen's head. Sun Kexia stood up.

"Lieutenant Geerhart, I have to thank you for all the things you have done for us. Please go to the township office with me first to rest. I will arrange a vehicle to take you to Chongqing. I believe you will be able to reunite with your companions soon." Sun Kexia turned around and limped to Geerhart, and said to the German Lieutenant with a kind look on his face.

"Before this? Township Mayor Sun, there is something you need help. I don't know that you and your subordinates have any news about this. A crashed plane was found nearby." Gerhardt threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stretched out his legs and crushed it hard.

"Now there are crashing planes everywhere around here. Most of my men have scattered out, and it seems that I have to be busy all night today. So can the second lieutenant tell me about the specific characteristics or the nearby landform?" Sun Kexia asked.

"I don't know the specific location, I only remember that there is a huge pond nearby, beside the pond is a piece of farmland and some houses, just north of here." Gerhart replied.

"This? Please wait a moment." Sun Kexia turned his face and greeted his subordinates loudly. Several people gathered together and muttered for a while, then Township Mayor Sun smiled and said to Gerhart.

"The place you mentioned is not very far from here. It's just five miles north of Zhangjia Village. The village is called Dashuitang. When we go back, we can take a detour there. Can you ask the audacity, is that plane very important?"

"It was the plane I was flying, and my personal luggage was still on the plane."

"The crashed plane will not have been damaged."

"I watched her landing, and there was no fire, so the damage shouldn't be very serious."

"Then there is no problem. The requirements of AIA friends must be met, not to mention that you are still fighting heroes who help us fight Japanese planes. Can you ask how many Japanese planes you shot down this time?"

"If the one that hit me would have to be two."

"You bumped into the next Japanese plane?!! What an amazing warrior." Now it was the turn of Township Chief Sun to look in awe.

"I am worthy of being the German air elite. I'll make up for you as a friend." Sun Kexia patted Gerhard's arm vigorously, then turned around and ordered him.

"Come on, carry the Japanese away, find something to block his mouth, and don't let him bite his tongue and commit suicide." Then Sun Kexia made a gesture of inviting Gerhart.

"Please follow me and we'll go find your landline right away."

"In addition, I have a comrade who has a forced landing near a village further north. I hope you can help me find him as soon as possible."

"There is another German pilot? Is he accused landing locally?" Sun Kexia stopped.

"Yes, Lieutenant Gohart Finn, I saw that he had successfully landed."

"That's easy. I will send someone to search. Now the north side is full of our search team. If the Second Lieutenant Finn landed safely, he would definitely meet our people." Sun Kexia quickly moved to the gate of the courtyard with a cane. At this time, three slide poles had been parked at the door, and each slide pole was equipped with four strong men at both ends.

"This is our traditional means of transportation. The second lieutenant can save us a lot of time on the road." With the help of his subordinates, Sun Kexia climbed onto the first slide pole, and the white roots tied into rice dumplings were stuffed into the third rack. The middle one was empty, obviously left for Gerhart.

"What a magical country." During the depression, rickshaws were once popular in Germany, but this was the first time that the Air Force lieutenant experienced this kind of transportation that was completely carried by people. He looked at the seemingly thin column slide pole and couldn't help but hesitate.

"Don't worry, lieutenant, this thing is very strong, enough to carry two big men like you." Sun Kexia turned his face in front and explained with a smile.

"Oh, I just want to take a closer look." Gerhardt scratched his head awkwardly, then turned over and sat on the slide.

"Gerhart." Hearing a sharp call, the German lieutenant quickly turned his head, but found that two self-defense members carrying rifles were holding Zhang Ruifeng's arms from both sides. The girl was struggling and calling for help at him.

"What happened?" Before Geerhart could speak, Sun Kexia had already asked in a deep voice on the slide.

"Report to the township leader, Captain Liu wants to take her back to the team to ask some questions." A member of the group came forward with small steps to report.

"What a bastard, is Liu Mazi's sperm on his brain? I didn't see this incident involving the Germans. He has a few brains to cut, so he won't let anyone go immediately." Sun Kexia scolded in a low voice.

"Yes, the village chief." The group member nodded quickly and said yes.

"Wait a minute!" Sun Kexia immediately called the group member.

"Take this youngest girl with you, don't scare her, be kind and angry, and tell her not to be afraid, just ask her to testify with her in the village. Remember that without my order, any son of the turtle dared to touch her hair, and I killed him with my own hands."

With a wave of his hand and waved his subordinate, Sun Kexia turned around and smiled and said to Geerhart. "A little misunderstanding, we need to take her back to do an inquiry. You know that this is an administrative procedure for the Japanese pilot."

"So that's the case, but your behavior is too rough to treat a lady like this." Gerhardt protested loudly.

"Don't worry, I've blamed them. We will prepare a pair of such sliders for her, and she will be treated very well." Sun Kexia replied with a smile, then turned his face and said in a deep voice to a subordinate.

"Go and prepare a pair of sliders and lift that girl up."

"What? The village chief"

"Where did this come from? This is my order. I have my own sense of responsibility. Why don't you go quickly?" Sun Kexia shouted with a cold face.

"I want it, town chief, I'll do it right away." The subordinate quickly turned around and arranged the arrangements.

"Okay, we're leaving, Lieutenant, I hope you can get your luggage back as soon as possible." Sun Kexia raised his hand and said to Geerhart with a smile.

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