Siheyuan: Shazhu's Brother Shadan

After the commander left, I received his recognition and joined the Communist Party. With my reputation already established, I could do more things with confidence.

So in the next six months, the independent brigade directly grew to 16,000 people, with 20,000 reserves.

The framework of the troops is still five regiments, but the name has been changed. They have become five reinforced regiments, and the number of people in each regiment has reached 3,000.

The reinforced guard battalion directly under Shadan’s own brigade had a total of one thousand people, which was equivalent to a regiment in other troops.

The grassroots company and platoon leaders are all young and green hands who have just graduated from school. For this reason, each regiment specially organizes actual combat training missions every once in a while.

Either they took down the Japanese artillery tower, or they harassed the Japanese in the city.

If you feel that the city can be taken, quickly mobilize one or two regiments to help. After taking it, you don't have to occupy any territory, just grab the supplies and go back to continue developing.

Time flies, and before we knew it, we had entered the early spring of 1945.

The afterglow of the Spring Festival has not yet dissipated, but the atmosphere between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party is quietly changing.

The relatively relaxed situation was gradually replaced by tension, and the attitudes of both sides began to show obvious signs of deterioration.

What is even more worrying is that the frictions between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, which were once rare, have now occurred frequently.

These frictions not only bring instability to society, but also make people feel uneasy and doubtful about the future situation.

At this critical moment, whether the Kuomintang and the Communist Party can put national interests first and resolve their differences through peaceful negotiations has become the focus of attention.

However, the course of history is always confusing and no one can predict what will happen next...

At this time, Lin Yu, who was in a small school like the Military Academy, realized that he could deal with all kinds of people very calmly.

He used the excuse that he was far away from the army and had no contact with other people to evade all the senior officials of the Kuomintang.

However, the friction continued, but it was away from the independent brigade, giving them relative time to develop.

The independent brigade is advancing at an efficient and orderly pace, and when they come out of the mountains, they will definitely scare everyone.

He Yuzhu, the younger brother who was far away in Peking, got into trouble. He Yuzhu and several friends killed a Japanese soldier and got a turtle box. Instead of being afraid, they became excited.

At this moment, He Yuzhu was secretly planning the next course of action with several members from the Youth Anti-Japanese Pioneer Corps.

Although the faces of these young warriors still reveal a bit of immaturity, the firm will in their eyes far exceeds the maturity of their actual age.

These children all grew up in courtyard houses, and with their parents' tacit approval or inspiration, they embarked on the path of anti-Japanese resistance.

He Yuzhu looked around and said, "We just successfully taught those damn devils a lesson, but there is no doubt that they will never give up and will launch crazy revenge. Therefore, we must be on high alert and prepare for a rainy day."

One of the boys couldn't hide his excitement and shouted happily: "We killed that devil, it's really a great thing!"

However, another teenager frowned and expressed his concern: "But if this happens, the devils will definitely intensify their oppression of innocent people around them."

He Yuzhu nodded in agreement: "That's true, so we have to find a way to help the villagers solve their problems. Do you have any good ideas for this?"

At this time, a clever and brave girl offered a suggestion: "I think we should split up into smaller groups and act separately. This will reduce the risk of being targeted by the enemy. Then we can act separately and divert their attention."

He Yuzhu nodded in approval when he heard this and said, "Great! Then we will work in groups and continue to create trouble for the devils, so that they will be too busy to bully and harm the people."

Upon hearing this, many young people spoke up and expressed their firm support for this proposal.

Unfortunately, these children have no idea how cruel the adult world is.

In conflict after conflict, the members of the Young Anti-Japanese Pioneer Corps indeed demonstrated amazing courage and spirit of sacrifice.

He even developed many members behind He Yuzhu's back.

Now is the time when the Japanese invaders are doing their best. Their evil deeds have finally aroused people's resistance and awakened many patriotic young people, especially teenagers, who were recruited by the active Anti-Japanese Pioneer Youth League.

Unfortunately, they overestimated themselves and once engaged in a fierce confrontation with Japanese soldiers in the alleys of Peking City. However, due to their lack of experience and equipment disadvantages, they paid a heavy price.

But this is not the end. One morning, when the morning light was shining on the ancient city wall, a group of teenagers quietly approached a Japanese patrol.

The twelve-man Japanese patrol team was equipped with not only rifles and pistols, but also machine guns.

The weapons in their hands were not only simple, some were even just stones and sticks.

The battle soon broke out, and the shouts of the teenagers broke the quiet air. However, facing the well-trained Japanese army, their offensive was fierce, but they soon encountered a tenacious counterattack.

In the melee, some teenagers were hit by bullets and fell to the ground, their blood staining the bluestone road red; some were pierced by bayonets and huddled in the corner in pain.

Their faces still have a hint of childishness, but the fire in their eyes is firm.

Even at the last moment of their lives, they did not give up resistance and did not utter a word of begging for mercy.

He Yuzhu happened to witness all this from a distance, and felt a pain in his heart as if it were being cut by a knife.

He knew that the sacrifice of these comrades was not in vain, and their actions had caused a stir and inspired more people.

But he also knew that such losses could not happen again. He was determined to find a more effective way not only to fight the enemy but also to protect the lives of every member of the regiment.

Uncle Zhang and other underground party members also rushed to the scene of gunfights in the streets and alleys. What they saw were young bodies lying on the ground, their eyes filled with grief.

At night, they silently buried the sacrificed teenagers at the foot of the city wall. Some parents didn't even know that their children had died.

Some parents only learned about this tragedy when they heard about a murder on the street.

In the courtyard of No. 95 Nanluoguxiang, there were bursts of wailing.

Listening to the crying beside his ears, He Yuzhu secretly vowed to avenge them, and his personality began to become more stable. He knew that they needed more wisdom and strength to fight the Japanese.

But now revenge must be taken!

In the narrow alleys of Peking, the surviving members of the Youth Anti-Japanese Pioneer Corps were not intimidated and continued to disperse and carry out their tasks.

Although their actions were courageous, their lack of experience soon put them in danger.

Among them is He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu, holding a second-hand pistol, moved carefully between the streets.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps broke the silence, and he quickly hid in a shadow.

Several Japanese soldiers came over, apparently searching for something.

He Yuzhu held his breath, his heartbeat quickening. He knew that if he was discovered, not only would he be in danger, but other members would also be implicated.

Just then, a Japanese soldier spotted him and aimed his gun.

At the critical moment, a dark shadow rushed out. It was Uncle Zhang!

Uncle Zhang quickly dealt with the Japanese soldier, pulled He Yuzhu up and ran away.

The sound of the Japanese pursuing us was heard behind us.

They took refuge in an abandoned warehouse, and He Yuzhu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Uncle Zhang said seriously, "Young comrades, you are too impulsive. Fighting the Japanese requires strategy, not just bravery."

He Yuzhu bit his lip and said, "We know the risks, but we don't want to sit and wait for death. We want revenge for the team members who died during the day."

Uncle Zhang sighed: "Your spirit is commendable, but you need to be organized and have a plan. We can't let more children get hurt."

He Yuzhu nodded. He understood what Uncle Zhang meant.

They needed a more careful plan and more guidance. This experience made him realize that pure passion could not win the victory, but also wisdom and unity.

Uncle Zhang saw that the kid was very talented and had a patriotic heart to kill the enemy, so he brought him to the team to give him some guidance.

He Yuzhu also slowly embarked on the road of anti-Japanese resistance, which was completely different from his original path in the TV series.

I don’t know if it’s good or bad?

Time quickly came to April 1945.

In the courtyard, He Daqing and Zhang Guilan were busy organizing their military support vanguard to deliver supplies to the Eighth Route Army through the underground party.

The team has grown from a few people at the beginning to dozens of people, including their neighbors and surrounding residents. Their actions are becoming more and more orderly, and their influence is also expanding.

In fact, we have to thank He Yuzhu. If many children had not been killed by the Japanese, it would have been extremely difficult for these people to develop.

"Guilan, we have to be careful with this batch of supplies and there cannot be any mistakes." He Daqing whispered to his wife, his eyes firm and cautious.

Zhang Guilan nodded, her eyes equally resolute: "I have arranged the route. We will transport it in several groups and try to avoid the Japanese patrols."

The members in the yard were sorting out supplies, including food, medicine, and some homemade improvised weapons. Everyone seemed to be particularly focused, because they knew that these supplies meant the difference between life and death for the Communist fighters on the front line.

"Brother Daqing, should we add some new members?" a young man asked, "I have a few trustworthy friends who also want to join."

He Daqing looked at him, thought for a moment and then replied: "Okay, call them. But we have to investigate for a while to ensure safety."

Just as they were making intensive preparations, the underground party's contact person came with news that the supplies would soon be shipped out.

They divided into several small teams and quietly transferred the supplies to the designated assembly points.

As night fell, they shuttled through the alleys like ghosts, delivering batches of supplies safely to the hands of the Communist Party.