"You're really not little devils?"

The man stared at Yang Yun, still a little uncertain and asked.

"Yes, we are Chinese soldiers, now can you tell me what exactly is going on here?"

Yang Yun asked the most critical question, which was also the most urgent and wanted to know.

The man fell into a deep groan, as if brewing, and seemed to be in a meeting, and after a while, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Here's how it ......"

This mountain village is called Xiaowangzhuang, and most of the people in the village are surnamed Wang, because it is located at the junction of Hao County and Yongcheng, and a road from Hao County to Yongcheng was just built a few years ago, making this originally very remote village less remote.

For a long time, the people of Xiaowangzhuang have been diligent and diligent, living a life of spring plowing and autumn harvest, although they are not rich, but they can barely support themselves.

In this era, such a life is already considered good.

But that life changed a few days ago.

A few days ago, the tranquility of Xiaowangzhuang was suddenly broken by a group of uninvited guests.

Although this group did not burn and kill the prostitutes, they robbed them of all their food and left nothing for them.

Food, for these people, is almost the most important thing for them.

Stealing their food is actually equivalent to killing them in a different direction.

Because there is no food, they simply do not live for a few days.

In the past few days, almost all the people in Xiaowangzhuang have survived by eating tree bark and wild vegetables.

This is also the real reason why Yang Yun didn't see the cooking smoke.

Although the man's voice was not loud, it revealed hatred that was difficult to hide.

After listening to the man's story, Yang Yun's already gloomy face became even more gloomy, and it was almost dripping from the black.

"Fellow, do you know where this gang of puppet soldiers and little devils are now?"

After a moment, Yang Yun asked.

"I heard Lang Zi who was hunting that he had seen the puppet army who took the lead, and it was Pan Bao, the son of Pan Youdepan, the landlord of Panjiazhuang twenty miles away, and in order to prove his guess, he also went to Panjiazhuang to investigate.

Sure enough, the puppet army was actually the thug who originally helped Pan Youde take care of the home and nursing home. ”

"Hmm!"

Yang Yun nodded, and then continued: "Fellow countryman, can you go and gather all the villagers in your village?" ”

"What are you?"

The man looked at Yang Yun in some surprise and asked.

"We still have some food, in addition, our convoy is now outside the village, but because of road problems, we can't drive into the village, and we have a lot of wounded, so this matter of transporting food may have to trouble yourself."

"So, that's so grateful to you, sir, and I thank you on behalf of our whole village!"

As he spoke, the man was about to kneel down and kowtow to Yang Yun.

"What are you doing here, fellow?"

Yang Yun's eyes were quick, and he supported him, "You are the food and clothing parents of our soldiers, our military salaries, and materials and equipment are all dependent on you."

Without you, where would we be?

In addition, our duty is to defend the country and protect the lives and property of ordinary people; Therefore, now that you are in trouble, we ought to go through it with you.

Also, we are all sons of the common people.

Helping you is also helping ourselves. ”

Yang Yun's words were extremely sincere, and the man and his daughter-in-law couldn't help but burst into tears.

In the past, in their cognition, soldiers have always been high-ranking military masters, and even if they are in difficulty, they never dare to expect their help, just ask not to harm them.

But now, Yang Yun has refreshed their perception of soldiers.

It turns out that there is such an army in this world.

"Fellow, we are all hungry, hurry up and inform the villagers, let's have dinner together."

"Okay, okay!"

Obviously, a man in his thirties is crying like a child at the moment, no matter how he wipes it, the tears just can't stop flowing out.

But it's not sadness, it's not sadness, it's a feeling that has never been felt before, and it's deeply unreal.

If he hadn't pinched himself hard, he would have even suspected that he was still asleep.

Although the nearby villagers did not open the door, they have been silently paying attention to the situation on the side of the man's family.

When the man came to the door, the villagers didn't believe him at first.

But thinking about it, they don't sleep anymore anyway, can Yang Yun lie to them anymore?

As soon as he thought of this, some ordinary people opened the door of their houses and walked out of it.

And with their leadership, more and more people began to walk out of their homes and towards the entrance of the village.

Not long after, the entire Xiaowangzhuang, except for the seriously ill in bed and the twilight old man lying on the bed, almost all of the more than 200 people arrived.

They were all the same, dressed in shabby clothes, unkempt, and even floating in their footsteps as they walked.

There is no way, this is all the sequelae of starvation.

As for the image, don't talk nonsense, you can't even solve the problem of eating, where can you take care of these?

After Yang Yun saw it, he couldn't help but feel distressed and indignant.

It's all this damn war, it's all these evil invaders.

But there is no way, backward countries will be beaten, and weak countries will have no diplomacy.

For example, in World War I, China was clearly the victorious country, but instead of enjoying the rights that the victorious country should have, it was bullied again.

Ignoring China's opposition, the great powers forcibly handed over Qingdao, which had been occupied by Germany, to Japan.

That's the price of backwardness.

As a modern person from the 21st century, Yang Yun is well aware of this truth.

Therefore, in the face of oppression, he will not compromise, but resolutely resist.

"This is the new head of the regiment, Yang Yun, head Yang!"

"Hello Captain Yang!"

"Hello Captain Yang!"

A group of ordinary people bowed to Yang Yun one after another.

"Folks, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Yang Yun bowed to these suffering people with a sincere face, and continued: "Folks, now come with me to get food." ”

……

"Captain Yang is really good."

"Yes, yes, it would be nice if we had a few more chiefs like Head Yang in China."

"By the way, you said that Commander Yang, how could they wear the military uniform of little devils?"

"It seems to be for the convenience of the march."

"So where are they going? It would be nice to stay with us. ”

"Not really."

"Captain Yang looks like a person who does great things, how can he stay in our mountain all the time?"

“……”

Along the way, all the ordinary people discussed things about Yang Yun and Xinyituan.

For a while, I was relished, and I was so happy that I even forgot the pain before......

……