I really came here to fight against Japan

Song Wenwan glanced at the brigade commander and said, "Are you trying to say that this translator Xia was sent out by the special commission of the Eighth Route Army?"

Sun Desheng nodded.

Brigade Chief: Hey, is there anything I can do here?

Because he is also an old intelligence officer in northern Shaanxi. When he was in Shanghai, he was a person in charge.

The underground party members active in the Huting stronghold area were not under the jurisdiction of the Taiyue Military Region.

He didn't know whether this translator Xia was one of their own.

Sun Desheng said: "Why don't we call him in and ask the brigade commander to help identify him."

The head of the brigade had nothing to do at the moment, so he asked Translator Xia to come in first, as he also wanted to see it.

This translator Xia has changed a lot. At least when he entered the headquarters, he looked good.

This is a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, full of righteousness.

The pants that I had peed in had already been changed when I came.

In the middle of summer, he couldn't stand the smell.

The lower body was still wearing leather shoes and military pants, but the pants had changed from Japanese style to the Imperial Army style.

He was wearing a black silk shirt, and the bloodstains on the white sweatshirt underneath had long since dried.

The blood on his face had been washed clean, revealing a face with sharp edges, which added a lot to his imagination.

It may also be because they no longer have to kowtow to invaders.

He can hold his head high and live his life with his head held high, which gives people a different feeling. No wonder everyone misunderstands him.

Although Translator Xia was nervous, he still remembered to stand at attention and salute everyone after he came in.

"Hello, Commander Sun... Hello, Brigade Commander! Hello, Commander Song!"

The brigade commander was stunned: "Do you know us?"

In that era, information was blocked and many people didn’t even know the local county magistrate, let alone the generals in the army.

Translator Xia said: "I know you two, how can I not know you two?

You commanded the great victory at Shentouling in the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japan, and all the Japanese hated you to death.

Your photo has long been sent to the Japanese troops below, and they said that you will never be let off.

Commander Song, the troops you led fought in Shandong, Henan, Shanxi and other places.

We wiped out four or five divisions of the Japanese in one go. Your photo has already been in the newspapers.

That's why I can recognize you at first sight.

Commander Song, you are the commander-in-chief of the 46th Army Group.

Aren't you a member of the National Army? How can you be with the Eighth Route Army?

Haha, I was wondering why the Eighth Route Army troops are still wielding swords and spears today.

Tomorrow they will all be changed to a bunch of light and heavy machine guns. It turns out that you have been supporting them from behind!

That's not right. These troops are elusive and no one has ever seen their true appearance in public.

Could it be... I understand Commander Song.

Did you, the guerrilla division in the Second War Zone, wear the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army and die directly? "

Translator Xia seemed to remember something and muttered to himself again.

"I, I, shouldn't I know these military secrets..."

Translator Xia finally felt afraid now, and he felt his legs begin to tremble.

"Ha!" The brigade chief laughed after hearing Translator Xia's analysis.

Song Wenwan touched her chin and looked at Translator Xia with a playful expression.

"Well, it's too late to say anything now. I still think you know too much."

Translator Xia's legs went limp and he almost fell to the ground out of fright.

The cold sweat on my head had a light red color.

It flowed down his temples. If you didn't know, you would think his wound had split open again.

Sun Desheng: "You went up the mountain even though I told you not to. The sequelae of excessive bleeding are showing up now."

Song Wenwan: "Old Sun, please go out first. I have something to talk to Comrade Xia about."

Sun Desheng went out. Before leaving, he moved a chair for translator Xia.

Song Wenwan and the brigade commander sat down and looked at translator Xia, who was shaking like a sieve. No one spoke for a while.

Song Wenwan broke the silence: "Commander, this person doesn't look like one of our comrades! Look at how his legs are shaking."

The head of the brigade said: "Well, it's not quite like that. It's different from what Sun Desheng said.

Wasn't this guy quite brave in fighting the Japanese? Why is he like this now? "

Song Wenwan clapped his hands and said, "He was so drunk. This guy must have been so drunk when he was fighting the Japanese.

Chief, this may be the legendary self-hypnosis.

After he killed the Japanese, the little universe in his heart exploded.

So at that time he regarded himself as an omnipotent anti-Japanese hero and military genius. "

The head of the brigade said: "What small universe? What a mess of theories you have.

Are you trying to say that this guy has a head that is afraid of death, but a soul that wants to kill the devils?"

Song Wenwan: "Yeah, listening to his arrangements and performance, this guy usually thinks about how to kill the devils in his mind.

Chief, you said he is not afraid of talking in his sleep in the middle of the night and exposing himself.

How did he survive these years? This man is so lucky!"

The head of the brigade said: "He is very brave but a little timid. However, he is much better than Qin Wuyang back then.

If only Qin Wuyang had had his courage back then.

The Qin Dynasty would have to wait many years to unify the six kingdoms."

Translator Xia: If you two commanders have anything to say, can we go out and talk?

You two are talking about my affairs right in front of me, I'm really scared.

You are all leaders, why do you talk in such a scary way?

"Two leaders, why don't you guys continue chatting, I want to go to the bathroom first."

Looking at Translator Xia, who was clamping his legs tightly together, everyone tried to hold back their laughter and asked the guard to take him out to relieve himself first.

Song Wenwan: "This person has some merits, why not hand him over to me."

The head of the brigade said: "They are all captured by Sun Desheng anyway. As long as there is no problem in identifying them, we will give them to you.

However, judging from the fighting in the past few days, the current situation is developing very well.

It is estimated that within one or two years, your status and that of Gan Jun may change.

If we recruit people with such sensitive identities into the Gansu Army now, I am afraid they will be criticized in the future!"

Song Wenwan certainly knew what the brigade chief meant by "criticism".

If they returned to northern Shaanxi three or four years later, naturally no one would know the identity of Translator Xia.

But now it seems that if it really happens within a year, our party’s regime will return to power.

I’m afraid that some people who are eager to make achievements will keep an eye on their identities.

One year? Song Wenwan thought about it and decided that it was time to pour some cold water on everyone.

The battles over the past two days have been going so smoothly that everyone seems to have reached the brink of victory.

Song Wenwan: "Commander, there is something I want to say, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

The brigade commander seemed to have thought of something and became serious.

"Commander Song, please speak."

“Commander, we fought a little too smoothly today.

I am afraid that everyone will underestimate the enemy and think that the Japanese are nothing special.

One of the reasons why the Japanese suffered a crushing defeat was that we paralyzed them before the raid.

Another thing is that the Japanese's front line was too long, giving us an opportunity to defeat them one by one.

We have also equipped ourselves with new types of rockets, leaving the ignorant Japanese with nothing but beatings.

This gave us the upper hand in the raid."