Luo Ronghuan looked at Chen Shiyu and Wan Yi, and there was infinite affection in his speechlessness. What happened around them vividly illustrates how well they have done their mission on the ground.

I don't know who took the lead, or out of inner tacit understanding, people suddenly flocked to Luo Ronghuan from all directions, surrounded him heavily, and a baby under the age of one was squeezed over, she longed for Luo Ronghuan to hug and kiss her child. This child, born with the suffering of the nation, will survive under the protection of the Eighth Route Army and will grow up on the mileage of the beacon fire.

Luo Ronghuan's keen eyes immediately found the sister-in-law, he hurriedly walked forward, solemnly took the child, gently kissed the child's forehead, and then carefully lifted the child up, and issued a call to fight to the soldiers and civilians of Zangma County with all his feelings: "Fellow villagers, comrades, for the peace and happiness of our descendants, for the survival and survival of the Chinese nation, unite and fight to the end!" ”

The crowd suddenly fell silent, and people looked up at the children. The baby wore a red tiger head hat, red jacket and pants, and red tiger head shoes, and the whole body was red, and the little face, like a ripe apple, also shone with a burning red light. Red, the color of the battle, the color of the revolution, is in the hands of the people, here and now, has a strong symbolic meaning: the new generation, new things will belong to red, red all over the earth, red all over the country.

Chen Shiyu covered his chest with his hands, suppressing the violent heartbeat; The slightly pale face flushed with excitement; Wan Yi's eyes were extraordinarily deep; Xin Guangyu's rough breathing could be heard; There were bright tears in the corners of Aunt Song's eyes; Song Xiaosanzi and his companions, their clenched lips turned white, and the soldiers stood solemnly with their guns, as if they were expecting the sound of a charge......

All of them felt their eyes on fire, their breath short, their hearts beating violently, as if they were immediately fighting the enemy, and the enemy was on his knees begging for mercy, and the mood was relaxed.

"New Yanfushan Village" Binhai Zangma County has truly opened the prelude to the new life.

Fangzi's spacious, sophisticated Chinese-style bedroom has a ceiling and a floor. A treadmill bed with eaves dripping with water is carved with a delicate pattern of "There is a phoenix to come". In front of the right is the window, in front of the window there is a mahogany comb table, and there is a high-legged coffee table on the east side of the comb table, on which are placed a few "can give Shi" puppets and the jade carving thousand-handed Guanyin given by the old monk of Bixia Temple that day.

On the wall above the coffee table hangs a two-foot-square, gold-trimmed mirror frame with a half-length imperial photograph of Emperor Hirohito. I saw him with one hand on his waist, his chest straight, and one-third of his head sideways, showing an arrogant posture that could not be beaten. The dim lighting in the room, coupled with the turbid heat and buzzing mosquitoes, made the whole room look eerie and terrifying.

Yoshiko is lying on the bed at the moment, indulging in sweet dreams:

She was riding in a car, with Yamamoto and Wang Tiemin, followed by a group of spies patrolling the streets. The city is lit up everywhere, and slogans such as "Strive to build a greater East Asia co-prosperity circle" and "Celebrate the victory of the 'sweep'" are written on the walls and shops.

As soon as they walked out of the south gate, they saw a high-end silver-gray streamlined car speeding from the highway. Fangzi hurriedly jumped out of the car and stood on the side of the road, and the high-end car drove up to her, stopping with a "rattle". The door opened, and a small head with a thin neck, large ears, and a flabby face poked out from inside.

Yoshiko immediately recognized this as his immediate boss, the commander-in-chief, General Yan Junroku. He was about to step forward to report, but the commander-in-chief, General Yan Jun, stepped out of the car, walked over with a smile and said: "On behalf of the dispatched army, I would like to express my condolences to Lieutenant General Fangzi who has made great contributions to the front line of the 'sweep'!" With that, he took out a large handful of medals from his purse, full of colors and dazzling, and Fangzi was about to reach out to pick it up, when suddenly the phone rang with "jingle bell, jingle bell" kept ringing.

Fangzi was taken aback, and in a trance, the medals all fell to the ground, and a "tick" woke him up. When he opened his eyes, he was still lying on a Chinese-style bed. The electric lamp hanging in the air in front of the combing table was still on, and the dim light still illuminated the antiques on the coffee table, the imperial photos on the walls, and everything in the room.

The big pendulum clock on the table was only pointing to midnight, but the special telephone rang like a frenzy.

"Where's the call at this time?" Yoshiko immediately felt a bad omen coming him, and he no longer had the heart to reminisce about those wonderful dreams that had just burst, wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and trembled and climbed out of bed, dragged the clogs, walked to the table, and grabbed the microphone.

There was an anxious buzzing sound from the microphone, and Fangzi moved it some distance away, only to hear the inside panting while reporting: "General Fangzi, eighth, Eighth Route Army......"

Yoshiko heard that it was Yamamoto's voice, and he drank roughly: "Yours, what's wrong?" Hurry up and make it clear! ”

"Report, General, the main force of the Eighth Route Army is attacking the Juxian area, Wang Tie ** Ren, he, he-"

"What about him? Quick answer! Fangzi's scalp tightened, and before the other party finished speaking, she couldn't wait to ask. But no matter how much he shouted, there was no echo in the earpiece. He grabbed the grip and shook it vigorously for a while, still silent. With his previous experience, he knew that the wires had been cut by the Eighth Route Army's military engineering team again.

"Eight Grids!" Fangzi helplessly threw the microphone on the table with a "bang", and fell heavily to the chair behind her, crushing the carved wooden chair to "squeak".

The night was as silent as death, and the room was quiet, except for the "tick-tick" of the large pendulum clock on the table.

At this time, Fangzi's thoughts also flew to Juxian County with the shaking of the pendulum. Did the Eighth Route Army attack Juxian suffer a big loss? Is it the main force or the ** battalion? Was the traitor Wang Tiemin injured or what? What is the situation of the Shandong spy network that has been painstakingly run now? ……

This series of question marks hung on her heart like a hook, but she still tried her best to think on the good side, because in the afternoon he also personally talked to Wang Tiemin on the phone, and she reminded her old lover Wang Tiemin to urge the Japanese army to strengthen vigilance in case of accidents. When she knew that the devils of a squadron were strengthening the management of the puppet army, that hanging heart was also put down.

Therefore, this female spy thinks that according to the usual methods of the Eighth Route Army, it is still possible to shoot cold guns outside and disturb the city, but if you want to go deeper, even if you grow up eating tiger milk, you dare not ...... But Yamamoto's tone just now was quite serious!

Yoshiko wanted to know what was going on, but what could be done about the phone disconnection? He was about to ring the electric bell to inform the star officer to send a motorcycle team to inquire, when suddenly there was a knock at the door.

"Who?" Yoshiko asked nervously.

"Captain Toyoda, the star officer."

"Come in!"

Toyota stepped through the door and reported respectfully: "Your Excellency General, Li Fanggang, deputy director of the Investigation Office of the Shandong Provincial General Association of the Xinmin Association, has just returned from Ju County, and I want to rush to you if there is an emergency——"

Fangzi didn't wait for him to finish, waved his hand again and again and said, "Hurry up and call him in!" ”

"Yes!" (..)

( Biography of Chinese and Foreign Heroes )