The War of Resistance: Chapter 802 Unwilling

What finally broke the silence of the veterans was someone coming.

Old Mao Wang was sitting at the northernmost point of their group, so people coming from the north would pass by him first.

Wang Laomao was full of little dustpans, and his smoking became a subconscious action, so that he threw more than a dozen cigarette butts under his feet, and he didn't even notice someone coming from afar.

Until the person in the distance came up to him and said suddenly: "I don't know what happened to the little dustpan?"

It turned out to be a female voice.

The little dustpan has become a taboo in Wang Laomao's heart. Originally, he was suffocated because of the little dustpan, but Ma Erhuzi insisted on him before, so he heard the female voice mention the little dustpan Then he suddenly turned his head and stared, he was about to curse again.

It's just that when he saw the person coming, his eyes widened but he didn't curse out.

Because there were not just one or three people who came, and those three were all women, and those three women were precisely Ju Hongxia, Gao Yuyan and Su Ya.

Wang Laomao's stare made the three women tremble in fright, Wang Laomao didn't know it, and now his eyes are red.

It's just that Ma Erhuzi's eyes were red because he was crying, but his eyes were red because he was holding his breath!

The little dustpan holds a very important position in the minds of these veterans, and the relationship between Wang Laomao and the little dustpan is different from others, at least in Wang Laomao's opinion.

Wang Laomao is old, no matter how old he is, Little Dustpan can be his son.

Back then, Old Mao Wang liked the little dustpan, so he insisted on letting the little dustpan be his godson.

But the little dustpan, who was eccentric or mischievous, insisted on recognizing Mr. Wang as his father-in-law, which made Mr. Wang's old face completely ashamed.

But if he likes it, he likes it, but Old Mao Wang still likes the little dustpan, maybe he really doesn't like the little dustpan if he is not such a mischievous character!

So the three women who rushed over at this time saw Old Wang's hat. How could he not be afraid with his red eyes?

But Ju Hongxia, who was Wang Laomao's little daughter-in-law, was the first to react. Although her heart was pounding, she still asked, "Nong is so fierce, it scares God's heart to death!"

Ju Hongxia has been with Northeast people for a long time, and now she speaks a mixture of Shanghai dialect and Northeast dialect, and she herself doesn't know how she came up with such a sentence.

But these words brought Wang Laomao back to reality, and he realized that his fierce appearance was probably just scaring the three women.

So, he could only "嗐", turned his head back and stood up, but before he could stand up, he made another "Ouch" and sat down on the ground again.

It turned out that he squatted and smoked for too long, his legs and feet were already numb, but he didn't know it, and this movement made him uncomfortable.

Ju Hongxia hurriedly stepped forward to pull Old Wang's hat again, but at this time the three women never asked about the little dustpan again, not to mention that these three women were smart but definitely not stupid.

However, at this time, the situation of these three women's arrival has already fallen into the eyes of the soldiers not far away.

Chu Tian originally wanted to come over to find his female student Su Ya, but he couldn't come because he thought that Old Mao Wang was there.

"Oh, I really hope that the little dustpan will be fine!" Chen Hanwen whispered.

The veterans glanced at Chen Hanwen and didn't answer. What Chen Hanwen said was the common aspiration of the big guys, and no one challenged him.

"Sigh." The only one who could answer Chen Hanwen's words was Chu Tian.

"Only our group of people are actually pretty good at fighting.

He is good at fighting and also the best at playing with his heart and not being tough with little devils. We have only lived until now.

But so what? This is such a cruel war, death is absolute, and survival is relative.

You see, when our Northeast Army entered the customs, there must have been 200,000 people, but how many people are left now?

The puppet soldiers who surrendered were only a small number, and more died on the battlefield.

So, as far as we guys are concerned, I didn't mean the little dustpan, it's me, it's everyone, who will survive in the end, who knows? "

What Chu Tian said was true. The veteran who heard him said nothing, but Hu Zhuzi quit.

Just when Hu Zhuzi was about to say something, Qian Chuaner grabbed him and pointed at him.

As soon as Hu Zhuzi looked up, he saw Gao Yuyan and Su Ya had already come.

Hu Zhuzi snorted and didn't speak again.

In Hu Zhuzi's view, it's not his job to belittle other gentlemen in front of their wives.

"Who is there? Why did Shang Zhen go?" Gao Yuyan spoke at this moment.

"The boss went out by himself and didn't let us follow." Qian Chuan'er replied.

Gao Yuyan let out an "oh", in fact, she really wanted to ask how the little dustpan was doing now, but seeing all the soldiers looking listless, she had a bad premonition in her heart but she didn't ask after all.

From the looks of it, something must have happened to the little dustpan, and now Shang Zhen went out alone, so don't let anything happen, Gao Yuyan also became depressed.

At this time, Shang Zhen had already appeared in the southeast direction of Little Bengbu Town.

He was leaning on his arm and looking at the blue sky, but what he was thinking was the same, if the little dustpan survived.

Shang Zhen is the leader of their team. When he learned that Xiaoyudun, Guan Tiedou, Hulu and Guman were trapped in the ruins of the town by the Japanese army, Shang Zhen thought about what would happen, what if they Someone in the middle survived, what if one of them was facing the siege of the Japanese army and they just lacked someone to help them, what if-

So he was unwilling, and because he was unwilling, he divided his team into three groups and guarded the three directions of the town, waiting for that eventuality.

Not to mention, he really waited here, if it wasn't for his division of labor, they would never have rescued Guman.

However, although Guman's news gave him the exact news that Guan Tiedou and Hulu were killed in battle, it also gave him more worrying news. The life and death of Little Dustpan is still unknown.

A rational voice told him that the little dustpan must have been killed.

But another voice protested, what if the little dustpan is not dead! Then if others thought that the four of them were hopeless, didn't he lead someone to rescue Guman? What if I save the little dustpan again?

In his heart, Shang Zhen did not accept the fact or inference that the little dustpan had been killed in battle.

He didn't even need to close his eyes, the appearance of the little dustpan would appear in front of his eyes.

The little dustpan was killed.

The little dustpan that the veterans watched grow up was killed.

The little dustpan that chased the kid in the forest team to join him because the second fool gave him something to eat was killed~www.mtlnovel.com~ The one who refused to be the godson of Old Mao Wang but insisted on being his son-in-law The elf's wacky little dustpan was killed.

This is unacceptable to Shang Zhen anyway.

Human emotions are contagious.

When it was learned that Xiao Dupan's life and death were unknown, but in fact everyone thought he had died in battle, the veterans fell silent, and Wang Laomao hurriedly broke his face because of heartache.

Shang Zhen knew at the time that he could no longer stay with the big guy. If he stayed with the big guy, he would definitely get violent and drag the big guy to find the Japanese to settle accounts. To die or to live!

However, that is not acceptable. In that case, the little dustpan may really die in vain.

So, taking advantage of his privilege as leader, he came out on his own without anyone following him.

If the little dustpan is still alive, he hopes that he can find that just in case, if the little dustpan is dead, then he will kill the little devil to vent his anger!