Zou Wenfang felt bored in the living room with the two old men, so he went to the study to find books and newspapers to comfort him from the hurt heart of his daughter-in-law who had been robbed.

Zou Wenfang took out all the newspapers from today and the previous days, and spread out a large map on his desk. He kept an eye on the war ahead, drawing a map every time he read the newspaper, and cutting out every crime committed by the Japanese from the newspaper.

Today is February 17, 1938 in the Gregorian calendar, and there is no news yet on how the battle ahead will be. The newspapers are all about what has happened in the past few days.

Zou Wenfang saw that on the front page of today's newspaper, on the day of the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month, Japanese planes bombed Zhengzhou, Henan Province.

There are also black-and-white photographs in the newspapers, which are not clear, but you can still see that many buildings in Zhengzhou have been bombed beyond recognition. The people of Zhengzhou can't live the festival, and the people are panicked and can't live in peace.

He clenched his fists and slammed his desk, his eyes still fixed on the newspaper, and continued to read.

This was good news, and the International Anti-Aggression Conference passed a resolution "condemning Japan's aggression for endangering world peace."

Zou Wenfang also glanced at such a proposal and skipped it in a hurry. Although the meeting was attended by representatives of 20 countries, it was simply not feasible to rely on such a bill to sanction the Japanese military. What's the use of you scolding people in Japan? They still want to encroach on your land and plunder your resources.

Although these bills are meaningful in the long run. But we can't afford to wait, and the countless compatriots who are in danger can't afford to wait.

What follows is yesterday's battle situation: the Japanese army trapped Xinxiang and created the Yangjing Village Bloody Case.

Before the Japanese army captured Xinxiang City, they first attacked Yangjing Village in Ji County, which was fortified by the Kuomintang army.

They bombarded with heavy artillery, then opened the way with tanks, followed by infantry and cavalry. After the Japanese soldiers entered the village, they caught the women raping and then killing, caught the men and stabbed them to death with bayonets, and then burned their bodies on the fire.

A 12-year-old boy was torn in half by Japanese soldiers, and his condition was horrific.

In a village with a population of less than 500, more than 60 people were killed by the Japanese army by shooting, slashing, cutting throats, digging out hearts, and biting dogs.

Zou Wenfang silently cut off this piece with scissors, which was another blood debt. The bloody case in Yangjing Village, this revenge is not shared, you can't die well, little devils!!

He was reading the newspaper now, his eyes were blood-red, and his pupils seemed to be a little bigger. His mind was already filled with hatred, and he slammed his desk again.

"Ahh

Maybe the desk was too hard and thick, or maybe his hands were too tender, Zou Wenfang, who was still glaring at the newspaper with a serious face just now, instantly changed back to its original shape. He shook his palm, then rubbed his injured right hand with his left hand. His eyes were red, and he shed a few tears directly.

Every time he saw these tragic scenes, Zou Wenfang's heart was uncomfortable, and just now because of the pain in his hand, the sadness in his heart couldn't be contained, and he directly flowed down catharsis.

Adjusting his mood, Zou Wenfang took a deep breath and continued to pick up the next newspaper.

This is an article taken from the "Xinhua Daily" in Wuhan, which is an article published by Zhu De entitled "Lessons and Lessons of the Eighth Route Army's War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression in the Past Half Year."

The article emphatically points out the importance of waging guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines, mobilizing the people, and developing a united front.

Seeing this, Zou Wenfang was also thoughtful.

The conditions for the anti-Japanese guerrillas to fight behind enemy lines were very difficult, and the support of the broad masses of the people was very important. Zou Wenfang imagined that he had also gone behind enemy lines to join the guerrillas.

This article was also cut by him.

This was followed by some of the fighting that broke out on the front lines since February:

The 359th Brigade of the 120th Division of the Eighth Route Army attacked the Japanese army in Yuanpingjian in Laoxian County, northern Shanxi Province and won, recovering Pingshe, Gaocun, and Yuanping stations.

More than 30 Japanese planes attacked Wuhan, and more than 10 Japanese warships invaded Xiamen.

The Eighth Route Army of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region attacked the Japanese army on Pinghan Road at night on seven routes, and once occupied Dingxian, Wangdu, Xinle and Qingfengdian, destroying more than 20 miles of railways. The 120th Division in the northwest of Shanxi Province captured Jiaocheng.

The Kuomintang Army's Fifth Theater troops advanced to the west bank of the canal, and the counterattack on the Japanese stronghold in Jining was won, and the battle situation in the northern section of the Jinpu Road was stable.

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Zou Wenfang didn't see a single battle, so he made a small mark on the map. What used to be a clean and tidy map is now blurred.

He looked at it so seriously that he didn't even notice his dearest daughter-in-law, Chen Shilian, when she arrived at the door.

Chen Shilian couldn't bear to disturb him and left silently

After reading the newspaper and cutting it, Zou Wenfang took out a piece of rice paper and wrote down what he had always wanted to do: throw a pen from Rong!

He knew that he was the only son in the family, so the word was put away and sandwiched in the book. lest the two old men see it and feel uncomfortable.

After that, Zou Wenfang took out the marching notes and flipped through them.

The two note-takers were both well-written and full of masculinity. It records many training lives of these two people after joining the army, as well as notes on various battles large and small.

Both of them started as recruits and slowly worked their way up the ranks, eventually becoming commanders of the army.

Zou Wenfang watched it with relish every time, and he also substituted himself into it. In his mind, he became a general who pointed out the country, pointing to wherever he was invincible.

Thinking about it, thinking about it, Zou Wenfang also laughed out loud "hahahahaha".

Chen Shilian made dinner with her aunt, and when she saw that the stinky boy hadn't come out yet, she came to the study to find him. Unexpectedly, she approached him, and just as she wanted to call him, he suddenly laughed "hahaha".

This smile startled Chen Shilian. She thought he was deliberately playing tricks on herself, so she directly pulled his ears, "Stinky boy, my sister came to call you for dinner with kindness, and you still tease me, hum, see if I don't tease you?" ”

Zou Wenfang was just laughing proudly in front of the general, when he was suddenly knocked down from the clouds and fell into the mortal world.

"Oops, oops, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, I beg for mercy, I beg for mercy, let me go, I'm old, I'm not young, please do well, let me go?" Zou Wenfang was suddenly pulled by the ear, he was also a little inexplicable, but he could only beg for mercy first, and the hero would not suffer the loss in front of him.

"Poof," Chen Shilian covered her mouth and laughed, and immediately straightened her face again, "Say, do you dare to tease me again?" ”

"Daughter-in-law, I won't dare next time, I won't dare next time"

"What? And next time? ”

"No, no, no, no."

"What if I dare next time?"

"Then..."

"Huh?"

"Well, there's no next time, there's no next time, I promise! There is definitely no next time. ”

"Okay, let's let you go, if you dare to have a next time, I'll pull your ears and pull hard." After speaking, she let go, turned around and walked out of the study, leaving a sentence, "It's time to eat, hurry up, don't let the second aunt wait for a long time." ”

"Oh oh oh, here it is, here it is," he said and followed directly, now for him, eating is a big deal, as for why he was beaten just now, he can only think about it after dinner.

After the two of them left the study, a gust of wind blew into the study, and the marching notebook on the desk slowly flipped over.