Chapter 340: The Little Family, the Little Family, the Little Love, the Great Righteousness

Morning. Gourd Valley of Yufeng Mountain in western Hebei. Fangjiazhuang Fangxin Garden. Inside the study.

When Zhu Shiyao and Hui Xian heard Fang Jiren say this, their faces couldn't help but change drastically, their hearts fluttered, they were terrified, and they shuddered, and they fully believed that the Japanese army would march into Yufeng Mountain and capture Hulu Valley in a big way, as Fang Jiren said.

"Little Liuzi, if the dog mongrel little devil really launched an air, ground, front and rear attack on Hulu Valley at the same time as you said, then, then how should we deal with it? Hurry up and give Uncle Seven ideas. Fang Zhenhai was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

"Uncle Seven, there is no ifs for this kind of thing, it is inevitable. I can think of problems and things, can little devils not think of? Moreover, this is something that can turn the tide of the war and has great strategic value and significance. We have also seen the military map of the Japanese army, why not draw such a detailed and detailed map for launching a large-scale military attack on Yufeng Mountain and Hulu Valley? Have nothing to do, eat too much, hold on, watch paintings, and play? So, after a comprehensive and in-depth analysis, I think the little devil will definitely do this. So what should we do? There is only one word, hit. We must not let the plot of the little devil succeed and attack the mountains, let alone occupy the gourd valley. Francis said with a resolute expression.

"That's right! Beat! Get out of the way, let go of your hands and feet, and hit hard! Uncle Seven firmly supports you! Xiao Liuzi, I have already sent you troops, food and materials, Shuihe Village also has a regiment of 2,000 people of the Eighth Route Army, and the two groups of people together can completely block the little devil from entering Yufeng Mountain without taking half a step, and can ensure the safety of Hulu Valley. Fang Zhenhai was self-righteous.

"Seventh Uncle, according to your ideas and fighting style, you can't keep Hulu Valley at all, and Shuihe Village can't be protected either, and it will be a matter of time before it is captured by devils." Fang Jiren shook his head repeatedly.

"Huh? Little Liuzi, how can you say that? Hum! It's really the sharpness of a little devil and the prestige of destroying himself. What's wrong? Don't dare to fight? Are you scared? ”

"Uncle Seven, this is not something that you are afraid of, nor is it something you dare not fight, but according to the comparative analysis of the forces of the enemy and us, you have recognized the current facts, and you can't fight."

"Can't fight? I don't believe in it. The little devils have guns and cannons in their hands, and the Fang Family Guard and the Eighth Route Army also have guns and cannons, so we have a geographical advantage, why can't we fight? Little Liuzi, tell me, why can't you fight? ”

"Uncle Seven, can you compare it like this? Are our backward and broken guns comparable to the devil's advanced and powerful guns? Do we have tanks, armored vehicles, fighters, bombers? The Japanese puppet army now has nearly 30,000 people, the Eighth Route Army only has 2,000 people, and all the people of the Fang Family Guard plus the team of 1,000 people I just organized, it is 3,000 people when the full battle is full, and the ratio of strength is ten to one. The more important problem and difficulty is that although the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment has 2,000 men, it is seriously short of guns and ammunition, and it is good to be able to share an old rifle with two people, and half of the soldiers are still holding spears and broadswords in the era of cold weapons, which are basically equal to human flesh against steel and eggs against stones. Seventh uncle, tell me, how will this battle be fought? Fang Jiren asked Fang Zhenhai rhetorically.

"Oh, too. According to you, this battle is not easy to fight, and it is impossible to fight. Ay? No, no. Little Liuzi, since this is the case, then why did you rush back and give me an order for so many supplies, and send them to the Eighth Route Army in Shuihe Village in batches and installments? Isn't this a waste of time? ”

"Seventh Uncle, Principal Zhu, and Seventh Aunt, that's how I pondered. It's not easy to fight, you can't fight, you have to grit your teeth desperately, hold on, fight to the end, and never let the little devils do whatever they want, run rampant, and succeed in their conspiracy. So many young soldiers of the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment, in order to block the Japanese army and protect Yufeng Mountain, and also to protect Hulu Valley, they used their youth and flesh and blood to build a strong barrier, shouldn't we give everything we have and do our best to help and support them? They are brothers and sisters who fight together with us. ”

Zhu Shiyao and Hui Xian nodded in agreement.

"Uncle Seven, you have been a soldier, you must have felt it personally. What is the war fought? In the final analysis, wars are fought with weapons, ammunition, and food supplies. These are what the Eighth Route Army lacks most now, and we don't care who will take care of it? Francis said with some emotion.

"Yes, yes. Little Liuzi, what you said is right, and I understand it all. Your seventh uncle and I are not the kind of people who are unreasonable, unreasonable, and stingy. However, there are 2,000 people in the Eighth Route Army, and our Fang family really, really can't manage it, can't manage it. ”

"Uncle Seven, what you said is also true, and I understand it. However, the current situation is different, the devil's butcher's knife has been set on the necks of us and the Eighth Route Army, and it may be cut down fiercely and brutally at any time. Therefore, even if we dig out our hearts and lungs and go bankrupt, we must also help and support the Eighth Route Army to solve the shortage of weapons, ammunition, and food as soon as possible, restore its combat effectiveness, and enhance its strength. I took the Fang Jiawei to cooperate with the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment to fight guerrillas, combined with the tactical tactics of sneak attacks, ambushes, and night raids, and fought as easily as I could, looking for opportunities to destroy the enemy, seizing guns, ammunition, weapons and equipment from the devils, and more importantly, to protect the precious food that the villagers had harvested after a year of hard work. Principal Zhu, Seventh Uncle, and Seventh Aunt can only keep Shuihe Village and the Eighth Route Army in order to keep Yufeng Mountain and Hulu Valley. This is not enough, I still have to mobilize the vast number of anti-Japanese masses in the western Hebei region, organize the masses, and arm the masses to fight the devils together, and I am still worried about not being able to defeat the little devils of the dwarf people on the islands of the East Ocean? ”

"Well, yes! Jiren is right, well-said, just do it! Zhu Shiyao nodded in agreement and support.

"Oh, I see. Alas! Little Liuzi, it's easy for you to say that, but it's too difficult to do it and do it. Fang Zhenhai is not confident.

"Well, Zhenhai has a point. Jiren, you said that you want to mobilize the masses, organize the masses, and arm the masses to resist Japan together, which is exactly the same as what Wang Fujiang, secretary of the Lin'an County Party Committee of the Communist Party, said to me. Zhu Shiyao asked.

"Ahh President Zhu, it is the unshirkable and unshirkable responsibility of any Chinese who has a conscience to fight against Japan and defend the country and defend the country. President Zhu, after the '918 Incident' more than 10 years ago, you set up a course on national disasters and national martyrs in your school, explaining and analyzing the tragic history of foreign powers trampling*, burning, killing and plundering by invaders during the period from the First Sino-Japanese War to the Lugou Bridge Incident, which aroused the patriotic enthusiasm of the students and strongly appealed to the students for the national righteousness and heavy responsibility of the country's rise and fall. Because of President Zhu's education and shouting, how many enthusiastic students resolutely embarked on the battlefield of resistance against Japan, and you didn't consider whether you should do this because you are not a Communist Party, right? Francis asked rhetorically.

"Of course I don't think about it like that, it's the responsibility of the country to rise and fall. Okay, don't talk about me, I understand it in my heart, let's talk about the current thing. Having said all that, everything that needs to be said has been said. Zhenhai, what are you going to do and how to do it? Zhu Shiyao's eyes were like a sword, and he looked directly at Fang Zhenhai sharply, and asked in a calm but dignified tone.

"Me? I, Principal Zhu, let me be it, alas! What shall I say? Fang Zhenhai had a sad face, his eyes dodged, he hesitated, and he stopped talking.

Syllable. Zhu Shiyao patted the Eight Immortals Table lightly, stood up and said:

"Zhenhai, I'll just say one thing, if you still recognize me as your teacher and elder, you must strictly follow the list of materials prescribed by Jiren to do it, and you have to do it to the letter. What does he ask you to do in the future? How? You must follow the rules, and you are not allowed to talk about difficulties or conditions. It is no longer a matter of your family, but a major matter related to resisting Japan and saving the country. Zhenhai, do you understand? ”

"Huh? President Zhu, is this what you are talking about? Well, according to you, I have to do what I do, and I have to do what I don't do. Alas! Fang Zhenhai sighed helplessly.

Syllable! Zhu Shiyao slapped the Eight Immortals table again, raised his voice and asked sharply:

"What's going on?! Zhenhai! You're still fighting to the death and not doing it, aren't you?! ”

Fang Zhenhai was so frightened that he had never seen Zhu Shiyao be so angry. Fang Zhenhai straightened his waist and stared at Zhu Shiyao with his neck wide open.