Siheyuan: Married a female spy at the beginning of 1944

Everyone only reacted when they heard Wang Zhanshan’s shout.

Then pull Ma Xuewu away.

Ma Qingchun was lying on the ground with lifeless eyes.

Mumbling in his mouth

"Dead? All dead? All killed by the Japanese? Haha, all killed by the Japanese?"

Wang Zhanshan never expected that he would actually encounter such a situation.

He pulled Ma Qingchun up.

I brushed the dirt off his clothes.

"Please accept my condolences. We understand your feelings. Who in our team has not been bullied?

Whose family doesn’t have a blood debt owed by the Japanese devils?

The main reason we got together was because we all wanted to fight the Japanese. "

Ma Qingchun seemed not to have heard what Wang Zhanshan said, and continued to mutter

"They were all killed by the Japs, they were all killed by the Japs, I am Er Gouzi, I am Er Gouzi."

Wang Zhanshan looked at him and thought he was a little crazy.

He raised his hand and gave him a big slap, then shouted

"Ma Qingchun!"

Ma Qingchun seemed to have come to his senses, looking at Wang Zhanshan in a daze.

"Now is not the time for you to be depressed. You should take up arms like your nephew did and avenge your family and fellow countrymen."

Ma Qingchun kept saying "revenge"

His eyes changed from blank at first to fierce gradually.

"Yes, revenge, kill all the devils, kill all the devils."

He was very excited and shouted very loudly.

It aroused everyone's emotions.

They also shouted, "Kill all the Japs, kill all the Japs."

Although many of He Daqing's subordinates still have a lucky mentality.

I feel it is unlikely that the Japanese would massacre my village.

But most people have now realized that if they want to live a good life, they need to drive away the Japanese.

The Japanese are now conducting raids every now and then.

Who knows if their village is on the raid list?

And they felt that they had already started killing the Japanese.

If I put down my gun and go home, and the Japanese find out, I'll definitely be dead.

It would be better for him not to go home and continue fighting the Japanese, and have someone send the money he earned back home.

Ma Qingchun shouted a few times and his mood eased a little.

He looked at Ma Xuewu with some shame.

"Ma Dan'er, no, I really didn't know this would happen. If I had known, I would have killed the devils long ago.

I have now turned over a new leaf and am fighting the Japanese together with our boss.

You see, these 10 dollars are the bounty. We give 10 dollars for killing a Japanese soldier.

Take this money and marry a wife soon.

Help our Ma family to continue the family line."

Ma Qingchun is 9 years older than Ma Xuewu.

Ma Qingchun is only 27 years old this year, and Ma Xuewu is 18 years old.

Under normal circumstances, even if Ma Qingchun was rich, he would have to find a wife for himself first.

But now there are only two of them left in their family.

So Ma Qingchun naturally put himself in the role of his elder brother.

I think I should save money to marry my nephew. Only when my nephew gets married will I consider my own affairs.

At the same time, I also feel indebted to my family.

His entire family was killed by the Japanese, but he was still working for them, which made him feel that he had indirectly killed his parents and relatives.

Ma Xuewu took two steps back with a cold face.

Ma Qingchun held 10 yuan in both hands and took another step forward.

Seeing that Ma Xuewu was trying to retreat, Wang Zhanshan reached out and grabbed him.

"Learn martial arts. Your uncle is no longer a bad guy. He is also our comrade. He has already killed a Japanese soldier.

More devils will be killed in the future.

He joined the puppet army before, and although he was confused, you shouldn't blame him too much.

He didn't know the situation at home, and at this time, there were many people as confused as him.

We need to wake him up, tell him what the Japs are like, and tell him why we need to drive them away.

From now on, I will leave Comrade Ma Qingchun’s ideological work to you.

This is the mission.”

Ma Xuewu also felt a little complicated.

His entire family died at the hands of the Japanese, and his uncle worked for them without knowing it.

This made him feel uncomfortable.

But now my uncle has turned over a new leaf and received the bounty for killing the devils.

This made him not know how to face his uncle.

Accept it, I feel uncomfortable.

But it is impossible not to accept it, after all, he is the only relative I have left.

So when Wang Zhanshan gave him a way out, he pretended to be a little reluctant and replied

"Make sure to complete the mission."

After expressing his opinion, he pushed Ma Qingchun's hand back.

"Keep this money for your own marriage. I have hands and feet, so I don't need you to help me find a wife."

Ma Qingchun was a little disappointed, then looked at Wang Zhanshan for help.

"Keep this money for now, and take it out when you need money to learn martial arts and get married."

"Okay, I'll learn martial arts. Don't worry, I'll kill more devils and make more money in the future. We can buy more land when we return home.

When we drive the Japanese away, we will buy a few acres of land and go home to farm it well."

Ma Qingchun's words made Wang Zhanshan frown.

Although he did not object to Ma Qingchun's approach, at this moment, he saw that his soldiers all showed envious expressions.

He is a little worried now. Although he can rely on his ideals and national justice to get the soldiers to join them in fighting the Japanese.

But compared to the ocean, these things are still a bit illusory.

After all, most people can't see the future, they can only see the immediate benefits.

Although the Eighth Route Army received military pay, it was only one or two yuan.

Although this money is military pay, it is actually similar to pocket money.

Fortunately, the food is usually pretty good, basically everyone can eat their fill, and occasionally they can even have some oily food.

Compared with the non-regular troops of the National Army, the food supply of one soldier of the Eighth Route Army was basically equivalent to that of three to five soldiers of the National Army.

It was precisely because of the sufficient nutritional supply that the Eighth Route Army was able to march so quickly.

Only in this way can we gain a military advantage over the national army on the local battlefield.

The comparison of the marching speeds of the National Army and the Eighth Route Army is basically the comparison of the speeds of cavalry and infantry.

In most cases, it was not that the national army did not want to provide support, but that it simply could not keep up with the speed.

Most of the national army were so hungry that their faces were pale and their bodies were thin. They could barely walk properly.

If you force this kind of soldiers to march quickly for a hundred miles, half of them might die.

This situation was actually similar in the late Ming Dynasty.

The government troops in the late Ming Dynasty were all like beggars.

There's not even 2 taels of meat on my body.

If you let this kind of soldier face the well-fed and well-drinking Later Jin soldiers, won't he be scattered at the first attack?

Wang Zhanshan still had some opinions about He Daqing giving such a large reward to the soldiers.

At the same time, he also felt that it was a waste to give the money directly to the soldiers.

During this period, the Eighth Route Army had enough food and clothing in the base area.

But there are still many places where money needs to be spent.

Whether it's weapons and ammunition or medical supplies, these all cost money.

In addition, there are expenses for intelligence personnel, which all cost money.