Siheyuan: Shazhu's Brother Shadan

At this time, the political commissar came forward, patted Shadan on the shoulder, smiled and said: "Shadan is right! This equipment has indeed added a lot of strength to us. However, we must not forget that victory belongs to everyone's efforts. Whether it is charging on the battlefield or providing support in the rear, every link is crucial."

The political commissar's words made everyone nod in agreement, and Shadan also realized that he had overemphasized personal contributions and ignored the power of the team.

He looked at the political commissar, secretly admiring him, and decided to pay more attention to teamwork in the future.

However, due to system reasons, I can only keep my inner thoughts to myself.

In the following days, Shadan and the political commissar led the independent regiment to continue their arduous struggle against the enemy.

They made full use of the new equipment and constantly summed up experience and lessons, making the independent regiment an increasingly powerful anti-Japanese force.

This also attracted the attention of the Japanese near Peiping, who encircled and suppressed them several times, but each time under the command of Shadan and the political commissar, the Japanese were defeated.

These battles were as easy as cutting melons and vegetables, and the Japanese were beaten so badly that they didn't even know where north was.

At this moment, Shadan felt a little like a hero fighting against the Japanese invaders - slaughtering the devils.

During the battle, an iron triangle with Shadan as the center was slowly formed - Shadan, Political Commissar, and Mingyue.

Mingyue only played the role of a lubricant, bringing Shadan and the political commissar together very well.

Shadan also discovered that the political commissar looked down on him because he was young.

Discuss everything with him.

In fact, this is all because of Shadan’s charm. He gradually merged into this independent group and it is no longer his own makeshift team.

In addition, it is possible that his own injury had just healed, and the other side had some concerns. In short, this team is quite harmonious and very combat-effective.

Gradually, the independent regiment gained fame near Peking.

As for why Shadan uses a cane every day, it is to conceal the fact that he is in good health.

After all, it takes 100 days to heal a broken bone, and his intestines have all spilled out, but he can be alive and well a month later. Isn't this a bit disrespectful to everyone's cognition?

You still have to pretend when it’s time, it’s better to be ignorant!

Time flies and winter has arrived, and it is already the twelfth month.

The superiors gave another order: winter clothes.

The Eighth Route Army was different from the Kuomintang's regular army, which received state funding to buy food and clothing, but the Eighth Route Army did not.

Food can be purchased from the base, but each unit has to find a way to provide clothing on its own.

However, for the independent regiment, these problems are not big and can be easily solved.

As long as the political commissar or Mingyue whispered a few words to Shadan, he would know without asking any questions that the team had encountered difficulties and needed him to solve them.

At this moment, Shadan must give full play to his strengths.

Sometimes, even when he himself had not been injured, he had to lead his troops to charge against the Japanese.

Therefore, within the independent regiment, everyone respectfully called Shadan "the workaholic".

In fact, most people call him "Fool Sanlang", but it is difficult to say that because it will get you scolded, so we can only call him "Desperate Sanlang".

Mingyue once went to the battlefield in person to protect her, but seeing how he was so energetic, he stood straight and rushed forward with a bayonet in hand, without dodging or avoiding at all. He rushed to where the gunfire was loudest and the artillery fire was heaviest.

Not to mention, the benefit of doing this is that he collected the summons of two heroic spirit systems, which means that he killed at least more than 200 devils.

In fact, I did kill puppet soldiers, but that doesn’t count.

Later, he handed over all the affairs of the puppet army to other people in the army, and he focused on killing the Japanese.

As a result, the independent regiment became famous near Peiping. The key point was that they had a leader who was willing to sacrifice his life and specialized in killing the Japanese.

Even the Japanese who escaped back described the commander of the independent regiment in vivid detail, saying that he was a fool who didn't care about his life.

There was also a Japanese sharpshooter who hit his head from a long distance, but after he fell down, he got up and continued to charge, which scared the Japanese sniper out of his wits.

This is also why whenever Shadan leads the team, they will charge forward and fight fiercely, scaring the Japanese so much that they run around in panic.

It’s a pity that no one can understand his feelings and they just think he is a tough guy!

Ugh!

He Daqing's family, who lived in the courtyard, also heard that a desperate army had appeared near Peking, especially a desperate commander.

"I've been hearing a lot about the Eighth Route Army lately. It's so refreshing." Then he lowered his voice and whispered, "The Japanese were screaming in pain."

"I don't know where our precious son is now. The New Year is almost coming to an end, but I haven't received any news from him. It's really worrying!" Zhang Guilan, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but sigh.

Ever since the couple last contracted the plague, she has been resting at home.

Now, after a period of careful nursing, her body has fully recovered and she is even a little plumper than before.

However, the longing and worry for her son always lingered in her mind and she could not let it go.

Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she would always pray silently, hoping that her son who was far away was doing well.

After all, guns and cannons have no eyes, and she was really afraid of hearing the bad news about her!

He Yuzhu sat quietly by, listening to the conversation between his parents, gently fiddling with his sister's soft hair in his hands, and couldn't help but feel deep respect and sincere admiration for his eldest brother.

This feeling has become even stronger, especially after experiencing the terrible plague this year.

The people in my brother's army saved their entire family like heavenly soldiers and generals, especially my brother who became the captain of the county brigade.

It felt like the silly brother who had lived with me for the past few years had become a different person. "Did he become a soldier in the Eighth Route Army? Can it really change a person's personality?"

He Yuzhu shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

After all, what can such a young child know? He Yuzhu is only eight years old this year.

Even at such a young age, he saw the tragic situation of the courtyard with his own eyes and was almost frightened to the point of being unable to sleep at night.

Many people in this courtyard unfortunately fell ill and died, more than half of them died. Even the male owner of the house next door was not spared and died of the disease.

I was able to survive because of my parents' protection, but I could only stay at home quietly and could not go out.

Occasionally, one could hear Jia Zhang's grief-stricken cries from next door; the miserable sound was heartbreaking.

He Yuzhu knew that the pain of losing a loved one was indescribable, and he secretly thanked his lucky stars that he still had a healthy body and a complete family.

I have such a powerful brother. For the first time in my life, I feel proud to have a brother who is a soldier in the Eighth Route Army.

"My brother seems to be a Tubalu, but he is not even in the Eighth Route Army. Who cares? He is also a fighter against the Japanese. I am proud to have such a brother!"

"I am proud!"