I really came here to fight against Japan

Manager Kudo has always been the good guy in Dongshan Coal Mine, and today he is the one who has to deal with the situation.

As a warrior, Lieutenant Colonel Kawanaka had already gone into the artillery tower and was busy arranging defensive fortifications.

They were also afraid that the Eighth Route Army troops would attack their strongholds after taking over the miners.

"My fellow Dongshan miners, from today on, you will be free again.

Your troops, the Eighth Route Army, are outside to pick you up and take you home.

I am very grateful for your help in my work, and I hope to see you again someday!"

No one reacted on the surface to Manager Kudo's words, but they secretly cursed the old Japanese for being cunning.

What the hell are the devils talking about? Are they going to let us go?

And someone came to take us home?

Well, they all heard it just now. It seemed that someone came from outside to pick them up, and it was our Eighth Route Army troops.

Could this be some conspiracy of the Japanese? Are they trying to trick me out and then kill me outside?

The miners below have already begun discussing with each other in a low voice.

Should they take action now and kill a few Japanese devils to avenge themselves?

Unexpectedly, the gate of the Dongshan Coal Mine stronghold was actually opened.

Manager Kudo was holding a white flag in his hand and walking at the front of the team, leading the first group of miners out.

Even Lieutenant Colonel Kawanaka, who saw this scene in the artillery tower, secretly gave a thumbs up.

I admire Kudo for trying so hard to fulfill his family's orders.

For everyone's safety, Deputy County Mayor Fang walked at the front of the team.

Once he found something wrong, he would call the police and let the miners riot.

As they appeared at the gate of the stronghold, the opposing troops directly fired three flares.

The entrance of the stronghold was illuminated so clearly that it could be seen as in the daytime.

Manager Kudo, who was accompanying him, narrowed his eyes and thought silently in his heart.

Are these Eighth Route Army troops still the same Eighth Route Army as before?

They fire three flares at a time. This is such a waste. They are even richer than the Imperial Army.

Deputy County Chief Fang also squinted his eyes due to the three flares.

He looked outside the Dongshan stronghold and exclaimed three times, "What a great guy!"

Two Japanese Type 92 infantry guns were aimed straight at the gate of the Dongshan stronghold.

The artillerymen wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army stood next to the infantry gun.

Anyone with sharp eyes could see that the artilleryman was holding a gun rope tightly in his hand, looking ready to fire at any time.

A man who looked like an Eighth Route Army cadre was riding on a horse and silently looking at the gate.

Behind him, still in darkness, the person coming was none other than Political Commissar Rong of the Second Independent Brigade.

Manager Kudo: Going to the meeting alone? Where are your swords? Are these two Type 92 infantry guns?

Looking at the Eighth Route Army officer opposite me, I felt a little scared.

Kudo was suppressed by Political Commissar Rong's aura and actually shrank his neck and dared not move forward.

However, Deputy County Chief Fang on the miners' side saw it very clearly.

Isn’t the leader of the Eighth Route Army on the opposite horse their Instructor Fang?

When Deputy County Chief Fang was in the guerrilla division, he served as a military training cadre for three sessions for local cadres in eastern Shanxi.

At that time, Lao Fang was the district chief of a guerrilla zone in a county in eastern Shanxi. It happened to be the current political commissar Rong who trained them.

Although they didn't know the true identity of Political Commissar Rong at that time.

But Political Commissar Rong did come to Jindong with a letter of introduction from the Political Department of the Eighth Route Army.

So the moment Deputy County Mayor Fang saw Political Commissar Rong, he immediately became excited.

It seems that it is really the Eighth Route Army, coming to Dongshan to pick us up.

He can now be sure that the team in front of him is his own team.

He immediately looked back and sent a "safe" signal.

He led the miners and walked quickly behind Political Commissar Rong.

As their team walked over, the torches behind Political Commissar Rong lit up one by one.

Kudo Yui's face turned pale. Looking at the endless torches behind Political Commissar Rong, there must be more than 10,000 people.

Not to mention anything else, there were more than a dozen heavy machine gun positions within his field of vision.

I said, commander of the Eighth Route Army, are you here to pick someone up or to attack the Dongshan Coal Mine?

However, he had already discussed this with Lieutenant Colonel Kawanaka.

Even if the Eighth Route Army outside the stronghold wanted to attack Dongshan Coal Mine, they would let them go.

Their mission is to safely send their young master's body back to the Japanese island.

Kudo watched as the miners from Dongshan were picked up by the Eighth Route Army in groups.

He also plucked up the courage to come closer, ready to find out the background of this Eighth Route Army commander.

"Hello, Commander Eighth Route Army. I am Kudo, an expatriate manager from the Great Japanese Coal Company."

Hearing Kudo's broken Chinese, Political Commissar Rong raised his eyebrows.

"The Great Empire of Japan? How big can it be? On the map, it can't even hold a pee, and you dare say it's big?"

Political Commissar Rong's words were full of energy.

The Dongshan miners passing by kept cheering and supporting Political Commissar Rong.

Deputy Regiment Commander Liu of the National Army has already gathered with Deputy County Magistrate Fang.

"Lao Fang, your Eighth Route Army leader is really good. What he says is inspiring."

"Old Liu, I told you that we Eighth Route Army soldiers are all heroes.

Now you have finally seen it with your own eyes, right? How about you all stay here and follow me to join the Eighth Route Army!"

Deputy Head Liu: “Hey, take a look, let me take a look.

I said, Lao Fang, you won’t blame me, will you?

You told me that we in the Eighth Route Army never force anyone to join the army."

Speaking of this, Deputy Head Liu also felt that he was a little unkind.

After all, his life and that of his brothers were saved by the Eighth Route Army.

He also took the lead and refused to accept the invitation from Deputy County Mayor Fang.

No matter how you look at it, it does seem a bit ungrateful.

But he had long heard that the Eighth Route Army was too poor and had no guns, no ammunition, and no pay.

After all, he was the deputy commander of the 72nd Army of the Central Army.

He was unwilling to just follow the Eighth Route Army.

It's not that he doesn't know how to swing a big knife, but he just feels a little reluctant to do so.

At this time, Captain Wei, one of his men, came over and called him

"Deputy Commander Liu, the Eighth Route Army is distributing midnight snacks. Let's go get some.

They won’t let anyone pick it up on your behalf, so you should go quickly, because they are all big steamed buns, but they are white.”

Deputy Regiment Commander Liu: "Okay, you, Wei Dazhi, still have me, the battalion commander, in your heart. I have not trained you in vain."

Kudo, for his part, had already demonstrated his strengths, pretending not to have heard the sarcasm from Political Commissar Rong.

That's really what it means: No matter how strong he is, my life is like a cockroach.

Let him be as arrogant as he wants, with a gun against his throat.

The main point is shamelessness, which takes the act of swallowing insults to the extreme.

"General of the Eighth Route Army, it is too hasty for you to lead the troops to march at night.

The miners who were released were all too weak.

Do you think we should send a car from our Dongshan base to give you a ride?"

Political Commissar Rong was shocked by Kudo's words and felt that Manager Kudo was too capable.

Could he be a Japanese traitor? I can’t figure it out. I really can’t figure it out.