"Let go of me! You traitors! Let me go! Xia Dazhui struggled desperately, staring at Liu Kun with his eyes like fire.

Because of the two of them, the team stopped, but Lao Li did not let people urge, but smoked and watched.

He wanted to know how Liu Kun would deal with this matter.

"Xia Dazhui, let me ask you, if the brothers of the family fight, even if they are broken, will they hold grudges?" Liu Kun asked suddenly.

Xia Dazhui froze for a moment and snorted coldly: "Of course the two brothers don't hold grudges when they fight." ”

"Good! Then let me ask you, are the Kuomintang and the Eighth Route Army both Chinese? ”

"It's different! It's not a nature! ”

"Let me ask you, are we all Chinese?" All Chinese? ”

was asked by Liu Kun like this, and Xia Dazhui was silent.

"I can understand your feelings, the national army did cause great losses to the Red Army before, but no matter what, we are all one country, even if we fight fiercely, it is our internal struggle, right?

But what about now? It's the invasion of this devil! It is the enemy of a foreign country who is riding on our head to, at this stage we can't fight among ourselves, all contradictions must be resolved after killing the devil, otherwise our country will become a vassal of the devil, you should understand this truth, right? ”

After saying this, Xia Dazhui lowered his head, and the other guerrillas also fell into deep thought.

Liu Kun saw the other party's reaction and felt that this guy could still make sense, so he continued: "Before, the men of one of our regiments were almost wiped out in the face of the bombardment of the devil's artillery wing.

However, none of us were deserters, and in the end, even a few of us were left to resist desperately.

Do you think we're really just here to live? No! We are afraid that the devil will come in and kill more Chinese!

Okay, I don't want to say too much. You are a man, if you can't distinguish right from wrong when facing major issues of right and wrong, don't say that your father is a Red Army in the future, and embarrass him. ”

After saying these words, Liu Kun turned around and left, without explaining anything.

For the current period, he could not tell everyone how many lives were exchanged for the victory of the War of Resistance against Japan, nor could he say which side had the greatest credit, the only thing he could say was that no matter which unit, it was the Chinese who died.

You must know that in the eight-year National War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Kuomintang army suffered 3227926 casualties, and 422479 soldiers died of illness, a total of 3650405 people;

The Eighth Route Army, the New Fourth Army, and the South China Anti-Japanese Guerrillas under the leadership of the Communist Party of China suffered a total of 588118 casualties, and the Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Army lost more than 230,000 people, with a total casualty loss of no less than 818118 casualties.

In the total of eight years of the National War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Chinese army suffered casualties of no less than 4868523 people. Together with the soldiers who surrendered and defected to join the puppet government of Wang in Nanjing (almost all of them were from the Kuomintang army), about 1.3 million to 1.8 million people, it should be 6668523 casualties.

In addition, the total casualties of China's anti-Japanese armed forces during the local Anti-Japanese War were at least 400,000, including bandits, militia associations, and daomen.

Overall, the death toll is as high as seven million!

So many people sacrificed to resist Japan, can you say that anyone is bad? Isn't it necessary to divide which army?

China can fight brothers, but it can never be separated!

Lao Li looked at Liu Kun who walked to his side, and a very meaningful smile appeared on his face.

He was quite satisfied with Liu Kun's method of resolving contradictions, and agreed with what he said.

Later, on the way back to the base area, the guerrillas were silent, not knowing what they were thinking, and they didn't even notice when the middle-aged man who led the way for the devil disappeared.

In the middle of the month, the guerrillas returned to the village at noon and began to take stock of a large pile of seized supplies.

These things will be handed over when the independent regiment comes, after all, these weapons and equipment are more useful to the independent regiment.

After Liu Kun returned to the courtyard, he said hello to Lao Li, and then entered the house.

He doesn't care about other things, and it's not something he can manage, so it's better to go back to the house and sleep.

During the war years, it was a little more time to get some more sleep, otherwise it might be a long time before you could sleep peacefully.

After being tired for most of the day, Liu Kun couldn't open his eyelids not long after lying down.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard someone enter the house, and he woke up in fright.

"Brother Kun? Did Brother Kun sleep? ”

Sun Dahu stood at the door in a low voice and asked, for fear that Liu Kun had fallen asleep.

"Come in, you're just about to fall asleep and you'll wake me up." Liu Kun helplessly turned over and said.

Originally, the injury to the butt was really fine, but it hurt again after a toss, but it was not a big deal, and this pain could still be endured.

"I'm sorry Brother Kun, I'm really ......" Sun Dahu rubbed his hands apologetically, and glanced at the short-barreled shotgun placed next to Liu Kun.

Liu Kun wondered before, how could a guerrilla be interested in his "little trolls"? So he asked curiously, "Old Sun, why are you so interested in my gun?" Haven't you played with a shotgun before? ”

When Sun Dahu heard this, he immediately lowered his face unhappily: "Brother Kun, I used to have a double-barreled shotgun myself. But then it was requisitioned, and I haven't put my gun until now, do you think I'm aggrieved? ”

"What's that? You don't even have your own gun right now? Liu Kun was shocked this time!

He had heard the legend of three guerrillas with one gun during the Anti-Japanese War, but he didn't expect it to be true!

Fight devils, three people with a gun! No wonder so many people died in the eight years of resistance against Japan, and their feelings are all bullets blocked by people.

At the mention of guns, Sun Dahu pouted: "No way, there are only four guns in our guerrillas, three Hanyangzao and one Wang Ba box." Lao Li said that I couldn't shoot accurately, so he wouldn't let me touch it. ”

Hearing this, Liu Kun couldn't help laughing, which embarrassed Sun Da Tiger Thief.

"Lao Sun, my gun is my baby, it's my life-saving guy, don't fight its idea, I won't give it to you." Liu Kun changed his expression, looking like he wouldn't agree to give you a gun if he died.

But to his surprise, Sun Dahu was not unhappy, but scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Brother Kun, I don't want this gun, I just want to play a few times." I promise, there will be no wasted bullets, just trying to get back to the way I used to feel. ”

"That's it! Okay, I'll lend you a night. But don't lose it, or I'll cut your little brother. ”

"Thank you, Brother Kun! I promise I won't lose it, it's my daughter-in-law tonight. ”

Liu Kun was amused by Sun Dahu's words, and then handed the gun to this stupid big man.

After Sun Dahu carefully took the gun, he couldn't put it down and caressed it, it was really like touching his wife.

"You go back first, I'm going to sleep."

"Good! Thank you, Brother Kun, and have a good rest! ”

After Sun Dahu left, Liu Kun smiled, then closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

But just as he was about to fall asleep again, the sound of footsteps pierced his ears again, and the spirit opened his eyes in fright.