As the night fades and dawn comes, the beautiful Zhangzhou, surrounded by the Jiulong River, is still immersed in a quiet and serenity.

At this time, a roar of engines came, and more than a dozen small black dots suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and as they got closer and closer, more than a dozen Japanese planes painted with sun flags appeared in the sky.

The loud roar of the planes quieted the silent city from its sleep, and the sharp air defense sirens began to sound in the downtown area of Zhangzhou, and then some people ran in the streets and shouted, "The enemy plane is coming, the enemy plane is coming," and the quiet street area suddenly became chaotic.

Amid the terrible sound of sirens, more than 10 enemy planes formed a triangular battle formation and flew over the downtown area of Zhangzhou, dropping one evil bomb after another on the city that had not yet woken up. Suddenly, Zhangzhou's airfield, Longyan Camp, Shangban, Park, Tingguan Road, and other places were bombed indiscriminately by enemy planes; in the midst of bursts of explosions, houses collapsed, and there was a burst of fire and smoke everywhere, people fled with their heads in their hands, and countless people were killed and wounded, and there were wails everywhere, and tragic scenes were everywhere.

In the streets of the city center, a middle-aged man emerged from the rubble, grabbed his camera, and bravely pressed the shutter quickly towards the bomb-dropping Japanese military plane and towards the scene of the tragic explosion.

At this time, a plane circled and swooped in the air, and the middle-aged man not only did not dodge, but also picked up his camera and took pictures of the enemy plane that was diving......

The Japanese soldiers on the plane spotted the middle-aged man who was secretly photographing, swooped down on him, and fired fiercely at him with machine guns. He nimbly dodged the bullets, and the machine-gun bullets swept to the ground, sending puffs of smoke and dust. The enemy plane flew overhead, circled for a week, and flew at the middle-aged man again, while firing machine guns.

In the midst of the crisis, a dark shadow swooped down and pushed the middle-aged man who was taking pictures to the side, and the bullet hit the rubble where the man was standing just now, kicking up puffs of smoke and dust.

The Japanese planes roared up and flew into the distance.

The man in black rolled over with a harrier and stood up sharply, revealing the pistol pinned to his waist, and he hurriedly covered it with his clothes.

The middle-aged man slowly got up with the camera in his arms, looked carefully at the person who pushed him down just now, and said in surprise: Why are you!

Wang Donghai smiled: Why can't it be me. I saved you, and I didn't even thank you.

Ding Mingyi said embarrassedly: I was confused and rude just now!

Wang Donghai said again: "Just now you were shooting at the enemy plane, and the enemy's machine gun was shooting at you, it was too dangerous!" ”

The middle-aged man angrily said: These Japanese devils, in broad daylight, dare to come and bomb our cities, too rampant, too arrogant, I want to photograph them and publish them, so that the whole Chinese people and the whole world can see their acts of aggression and crimes.

"Then you should also pay attention to safety, you can't do it brutally, stay in the green mountains, and don't be afraid of no firewood!" Wang Donghai persuaded the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Donghai and said with emotion: Thanks to your rescue in the crisis, may I ask my brother, what is your surname?

"My name is Wang Donghai, what about you?"

"My name is Ding Mingyi, a reporter from Minnan New Daily!" Ding Mingyi replied happily.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Reporter Ding." Wang Donghai said and stretched out his right hand.

Ding Mingyi hurriedly held his hand and said happily: I am honored to know Brother Wang, please give me more advice in the future!

Wang Donghai smiled and said, "How dare you, how dare you!" You and I will be friends from now on! ”

The two said as they walked towards an alley.

At this time, many people began to rush into the rubble to rescue their compatriots who were injured and injured by the explosion, and the scene was busy.

The next day, due to the bombing of enemy planes on the central street of Zhangzhou, there were many fewer pedestrians on the road, but the people walking were in a hurry.

Several newspaper boys with cloth bags stood on the street, they vigorously waved newspapers, and shouted loudly: Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, devil planes bombed Zhangzhou City, Ding Mingyi risked his life to take photos on the headlines, sell newspapers, sell newspapers......

In the bustling flow of people, a few pedestrians stopped and took out money to buy a few copies of "Minnan Xinbao".

Ke Yiming, who was in the flow of people, also stopped, took a newspaper from the newsboy's hand, and handed over a piece of fiat currency at the same time.

Then, he hurried back to his office in the hutong on the outskirts of Zhangzhou, opened the newspaper and looked at it seriously, with surprise on his face from time to time.

At this time, Ding Mingyi knocked on the door and walked in.

Ke Yiming stood up and said: Brother Ding, I am looking at the photos you took, and the scene is very shocking. If you dare to shoot against the enemy plane, I'm afraid you won't die!

"Seeing the Japanese planes invading my Zhangzhou, I was angry for a while, so I didn't care so much and went to meet them, so I thought about life and death." Ding Mingyi scratched his head and said a little scared.

"The Japanese military plane is so powerful that it didn't touch a single hair of yours, your brother is really bold and blessed!" Ke Yiming looked at him and couldn't help but tease.

"I didn't have a great fortune, but I met a noble person to save me in time, alas, if it wasn't for Brother Wang Donghai who came in time yesterday and pushed me aside in the crisis, I am afraid that I would have been shot and died on the street.

"What did you say, it was Wang Donghai who saved you?" Ke Yiming asked in surprise:

"yes!" Ding Mingyi was full of gratitude: "At that time, I was busy shooting, I didn't know that the danger had arrived, but the enemy on the enemy plane found me and fired at me with a machine gun. ”

"In the face of danger, not afraid of life and death, sticking a knife in the ribs for a friend, helping each other, it is really good!" Ke Yiming couldn't help but admire.

Ding Mingyi heard this, and asked with a surprised face: "It turns out that you know each other!" ”

"Yes, we met on the train, and he also saved me at that time, Mr. Wang has courage, knowledge and righteousness, we became friends at first sight." Ke Yiming said.

Ding Mingyi said happily: "Your friends and my friends, how about it, I'll invite Mr. Wang to a thank-you banquet another day, and you will accompany you!" ”

Ke Yiming smiled and said, "No problem, we haven't seen each other for a while, so we just happened to catch up together." ”

Ding Mingyi said: "Then let's make a decision, and we will not see or disperse." ”

"Okay, it's up to you, see you or leave."

Ke Yiming continued: Reporter Ding, do you remember, you once mentioned the Xiangchao Troupe to me. ”

"Remember, why did Brother Ke mention this!" Ding Mingyi asked curiously.

"That's right, today I walked at the gate of the girls' middle school and saw that they were performing an anti-Japanese skit play, which was really good, and I was excited and enthusiastic when I saw it!"

Ding Mingyi said with a smile: They all wrote and acted by themselves, and they actually moved you, the team leader!

"Well, the lines they say are easy to understand, easy to listen to and remember, and can move people, if you don't believe it, I'll play it for you!" Ke Yiming put down the newspaper in his hand and said.

Ding Mingyi smiled and said: Okay!

"Then I'll sing it to you." Ke Yiming stood up, cleared his throat and sang like an actor:

Come, come, come, let's move together.

Japan went to war, and the people came to revolt.

The elder brother is the striker, and the younger brother is the backing.

A group of people, hand in hand.

The knife is held, the gun is shaken.

Drive away the Japanese invaders together, drive them away!

He waved his arms vigorously while singing, and Ding Mingyi laughed.

"Brother Ke has learned quite similarly, in the future, if the troupe is short of corners, I will invite you, the team leader, to go!" Ding Mingyi said with a smile.

Ke Yiming also smiled and said: Okay, I'm on call, I've been itching in my heart for a long time.

Ding Mingyi replied: In the past few days, the anti-Japanese enthusiasm of the members of the Xiangchao Society has been high, and they have not only carried out theatrical performances, music and opera, and publicized the anti-Japanese resistance in the form of literature and art, but also organized donations and fund-raising from all walks of life to engage in various rescue work. After the bombing by enemy planes that day, they rescued more than 100 people at once.

Ke Yiming sighed and said: "If there are more Xiangchao troupes, more such troupes, we can gather powerful forces among the people, but now there are many factions here, fighting openly and secretly, and even some important members of the group are smuggling with the Japanese, selling drugs, and poisoning the people for their own personal interests, how can they form a joint force to resist foreign aggression!"

Ding Mingyi listened and nodded.

Ke Yiming continued: "The Japanese army's iron-beaked fangs have been armed to our doorstep, and only the War of Resistance has hope. Brother Mingyi, you have done the right thing, you are so enthusiastic about propagating the idea of resisting Japan and saving the country, and even risking your personal life to record the evidence of the Japanese army's crimes to awaken the masses, you are a man with lofty ideals! Based on this, your friend Ke has made a deal! ”

Ding Mingyi smiled and said: You are not afraid that I am the Communist Party!

Ke Yiming stood up when he heard this, and said excitedly: "People say that you are a communist, but I say that you are not, even if you are really a communist, then I am not afraid." ”

Ding Mingyi emotionally shook Ke Yiming's hand and said: "Thank you Brother Ke for your trust, we are all Chinese, and we must work together to resist Japan and save the country!" ”