My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 417
"Junzuo, Heshun is here, and you can see the Nantianmen from the foot of the mountain, oh...my ass is about to collapse."

With a bitter face, Meng Fanle drove for nearly a day, and finally saw the familiar scenery.

Although the expeditionary forces have restored the mountains and rivers, many areas were still devastated by their persecution. Not to mention that there are thousands of miles of people, but there are also ten rooms and nine empty spaces.

In order to survive, many people can only live as obedient citizens to the Japanese, and are harmed by little devils from time to time, but there are more stubborn ones who hide in the mountains.

I still remember the group of people I met when I rescued Meng Fanle Laozi in Heshun Town. The social elites in China don't know how tall they are.

Now the little devils have been driven away, but many people hiding in the mountains don't know what's going on, they only know that the army is in chaos outside, and they think that the big army of devils is coming to sweep up again.

From Wanding on the border to Longling, there are still not many people in the villages, but now there are many people who fled east and slowly crossed the Nu River, wanting to return to their hometowns. Head west.

"Shall I give you half a day off to go home and see my mother?" Liao Mingyu stretched his waist and asked with a smile.

"Come on, I don't want to go back and be scolded by his old man." Unexpectedly, Meng's head shook like a rattle, and his face became quite ugly.

Liao Mingyu gave him a blank look, and said helplessly: "You can't do this, you are all your parents, how can you keep hiding?"

Don't turn your head away, Meng Fanle sighed slightly, it's been almost half a year since I left, can my father give me a good face when I go back?No, he had to kneel in the yard for a long time, and when he thought of the tears in his eyes when he met his old lady, he felt panic in his heart.

Now Heshun is quite lively. Since the little devil was driven away, the fleeing people have come back one after another, and among them is Meng who annoyed his father.

The "Thousands of Scriptures" that Mr. Meng's house regarded as life at the beginning did not follow across the river, but had been hidden in the cellar of the house in Heshun Town.

The western Yunnan area was basically recovered by the expeditionary force. The situation where the Japanese army was in power in the past has passed. As soon as this old sour man heard that Heshun had recovered, he immediately packed up his things and ran to the west bank to embrace his golden house.

Although Milong's house in Zenda is big, it is inconvenient to share the same roof with others. Mr. Meng is also a eccentric person, so he lives alone to save others' worries.Before going out for the expedition, Meng Fanle took a few old brothers to renovate his house, which was considered a bit of filial piety.

"Hey... Did you see, there are a lot of grandchildren here, how many waves are there..."

Those annoying things made one's scalp tingle, and Meng didn't want to think about it when he was annoyed, so he suddenly pointed forward and changed the topic.

Just in front of their convoy, another checkpoint appeared, and almost a company of soldiers was checking the passing people and vehicles.Just looking at it like that, it is more or less meant to make money in the name of inspection.

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"Boss, we are really all in Lianhua Township. We only crossed the river to Zenda last year to take refuge. Just let us go."

Standing in front of the roadblock was a middle-aged man with gray beard and hair, who was bowing to the soldiers around him.

Behind him were two half-year-old children, dressed in plain clothes and looking tense, embracing each other at a loss, their swarthy eyes timidly looking at the ferocious soldiers around them.

"Didn't you understand what I said? The superiors stipulated that anyone with a pass is allowed, and those who don't have a pass don't even think about passing!"

The defending company commander had a short, pockmarked face, he pushed the old man away, put his hands on his hips, raised his toes, and looked as arrogant as he could be.

The West Yunnan Theater Command sent some troops to garrison checkpoints on various traffic arteries, with the purpose of preventing Japanese spy scouts from sneaking in to spy on intelligence or escaping with secrets.

Although the entire West Bank was recovered, the common people kept a respectful distance from the soldiers of the national army.There are no other reasons... Some troops with bad military discipline are no better than little devils.

"What? Pass? We didn't hand it in when we crossed the river, why do we need it now?"

The old man looked confused. The government did issue a return home pass before he came, but he had already given it when he crossed the Huitong Bridge. Why do you need it?

"Stop fucking nonsense!" The company commander shouted impatiently: "Crossing the river is crossing the river, here is here, I will take it if I want it!"

The scolding made the old man's eyes widen in fright, and the two children were also trembling, hiding behind him and not daring to show their heads.

The company commander smiled in satisfaction, this is what he wanted:

"If you don't have a pass, you can't pass it. Just make up for it? Two oceans a piece, hehe, if you want to go home, you have to be a little sincere."

"Ah! I...how can I pay so much money?"

The old man was angry and scared, he was a farmer himself, and two oceans was enough for the three of them to eat and drink for a month or two. Isn't this a clear money grab?

The people around were talking about it, and they were all used to it. These Qiu Ba, who didn't know where they came from, all slanted their eyebrows and squinted their eyes.

"Shut up, daddy!"

Bang!
The company commander suddenly took out his pistol and fired it into the sky, and the soldiers behind him also held their guns high, as if they were ready to shoot at any time.

"Listen to me. If you want to go through the customs and fill up the pass, otherwise don't even think about passing through me!"

The surroundings were instantly silent. The common people had never seen this posture before, and were scared back by the loud noise, so how could they dare to say more.

"Hmph, a group of lowly people, they don't eat the toast and eat fine wine. Bah!" The company commander spat out thick phlegm viciously, put the pistol back on his waist, and resumed his arrogant expression again.

After such a commotion, the common people became honest and began to line up consciously. Those who are rich naturally spend some money to avoid disasters, while those who have no money can only watch each other helplessly but have nothing to do.

Some smart people slowly withdrew from the team, preparing to quietly take a detour through the nearby woods. Although the road was far and difficult to walk, it was better than staying here with nothing to do.

The company commander weighed the silver dollars in his hand. Although there were not many coins in his pocket, the advantage was that the amount was large, and there were always a few fatter masters who could bulge his pockets.

As a second-line force, they are all formed from the security regiment or miscellaneous army. They are all scumbags when it comes to fighting. When they see little devils running or running, they usually do logistics to manage local security. There are not many opportunities to make money in this way. Can you be worthy of yourself if you finally encounter it?
"Da, da, da da, da da..."

At this moment, the sound of bamboo boards beating suddenly came from behind the crowd queuing to pass the customs. The rhythm quickly attracted most people's attention...

(End of this chapter)