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Chapter 703: Enticing with Emotion and Profit
"I'm old, and my body is not as strong as before. I can't move anymore, and I can't make decisions for them." The old man sighed and said with a look of regret.

Wang Zhong’s words just now really touched him. They could not care about themselves, but they could not care about their descendants.

Just as Wang Zhong said, as long as the Japanese are not driven away, they will not be able to return to their homes or own their own land. They can only hide in the barren mountains and forests like the teachers in the gutter now, living one day at a time.

At any time, you could be killed by Japanese bullets fired from nowhere.

The old man called a boy who looked about eleven or twelve years old, and led Wang Zhong and others into the forest, crossed several mountains, and came to an even more desolate valley.

I saw those twenty or so young and strong men who looked like savages.

"My name is He Dashan, what is this officer's name?"

"I'm not some superior. We are all brothers in this world. I'm Wang Zhong, and we're all about the same age. If you don't mind, just call me brother!"

"Brother Wang." He Dashan hesitated for a moment, but still called Wang Zhong brother.

"These are all my brothers, so I won't introduce them one by one to Brother Dashan."

"Brother Dashan, I will not hide it from you. We came here this time because we wanted to bring brother Dashan and other compatriots to join the guerrillas and fight against the Japanese invaders."

"Join the guerrillas?" He Dashan looked at the child next to him with some surprise.

"Uncle Dashan, grandpa said that no matter what decision you make, he and the villagers will support you."

Young people are passionate and easily impulsive. If it weren't for the elderly and elders to control them, these teenagers would probably think of ways to fight the Japanese.

He Dashan glanced at Wang Zhong, then looked at the members of the commando team following Wang Zhong, but did not make a direct decision.

Wang Zhong said: "Brother Dashan, it must be hard to hide in the mountains like a wild animal? You don't know where to get your next meal? You can't even get a good night's sleep, and you have to worry all the time about bullets shooting at you from all directions. Brother Dashan and the rest of you, haven't you had enough of this life of fear?"

Wang Zhong's words really resonated with the crowd. These young men, ranging in age from fourteen or fifteen to over forty, still had the passion in their hearts, but for the sake of their families, wives, children, parents and elders, they had to retreat into the mountains and live a miserable life.

But even so, they were not completely safe. Watching the people around them die one by one at the hands of the Japanese guns and become targets for the Japanese to practice shooting, in addition to fear and terror, they also felt more anger and worry.

Will they be the next target of the Japanese?

"Just like this time, the devils captured most of the able-bodied men within a hundred miles. Apart from you, there were basically few who escaped."

"It would be fine if the devils didn't know you existed, but now that they know, do you think they will let you go?"

"If they don't have enough strong men, they will come to you sooner or later."

"It's up to you whether you stay here and wait to die, or follow us and take up arms to resist."

Seeing that a few people were still hesitant, but most of them were eager to try, Wang Zhong said, "We don't have much time. We can only give you twenty minutes at most to discuss. In half an hour, we will set off."

"Twenty minutes?" He Dashan and others looked at each other and immediately walked to the side to discuss.

Wang Zhongze and other members of the commando team rested on the spot. They had been traveling for more than four hours and were extremely tired. While He Dashan and the others were discussing, they ate, drank and rested on the spot.

Seeing the commandos taking out cans with Japanese writing on the outside from their bags and sitting on the ground eating, the young man leading the way stared with his eyes wide open and kept swallowing his saliva.

“Want to eat?” Bu La looked at the boy and gathered the can in his hand.

The young man nodded immediately, both of his eyes glowing.

Bu La pulled a can out of his backpack and threw it at the boy.

"Borrow it!"

The boy was very agile and caught the can with his hand.

"For me?" The boy looked at Bula in disbelief.

"Eat it! Consider it your reward for leading us the way." Bu La grinned, picked up the can on the ground and continued to eat it.

But the boy held the can and had no idea how to open it.

Yao Ma walked over with a smile, pulled out the bayonet from his waist, and pried open the can with a few clicks.

"Eat it!"

The boy didn't even bother to say thank you. He took the can and started eating it.

He Dashan and others, who had not walked far, stared at the commandos and the young man who led the way who were eating canned food with relish, and began to swallow their saliva.

Wang Zhong saw that his goal had been achieved, so he took the opened cans and walked up to the crowd, saying, "I forgot to mention just now that these cans were captured from the devils and are also our usual rations.

If the canned food is finished, there are fried rice and fried noodles. In short, I, Wang Zhong, will never let the brothers who follow us to fight the Japanese go hungry, and I will give each brother who is willing to join us 10 kilograms of rice as a settlement fee. "

"Brothers, please take your time to think about it. We still have time."

Having said that, Wang Zhong returned to the commandos, holding the canned food, sat down next to them, and began to eat it with big mouthfuls.

These so-called young and strong men refused to surrender to the Japanese invaders and had to run into the mountains. They had almost eaten all the food they brought with them. Fortunately, the mountains and forests were rich in resources, with no shortage of wild vegetables, fruits, and wild animals. If they really couldn't get enough, they could still use grass roots and leaves to fill their stomachs.

But these things can only keep them from starving to death. Filling their stomachs is harder than climbing to the sky.

Due to long-term lack of food and lack of oil, water and salt, their bodies are no longer as good as before and their faces are pale.

The young man had only eaten half of the can when he suddenly stopped, carefully closed the lid of the can and held it in his hand.

"Why don't you eat anymore?" Wang Zhong asked the young man.

The young man said, "I have already eaten quite a bit. I will take the rest back to let Grandpa and Auntie have a taste too."

"You are a filial child." Wang Zhong rubbed the boy's head, took out a box of canned food from his backpack and handed it to him, saying: "Since you are so filial and sensible, I will give you an extra box."

"But you can't eat the whole box. You haven't had proper food in a long time. If you eat the whole box, your stomach will not be able to handle it. It would be fine if you just have a stomachache, but if you vomit everything you ate, it would not be worth it."

The boy looked stern, "Really?"

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "Why would I lie to you? These are basic common sense in life. You are still young, so it is normal that you don't know them. But your grandfather, mother and other adults must know them."

The boy nodded, but couldn't help but stick out his tongue to lick the canned food taste around his mouth. Although this canned food was not made of real beef like in previous years, but was made of cow blood mixed with grains, and even the taste was not good, but the sufficient oil, water and salt were enough to satisfy the taste senses of this group of "savages" who were extremely short of food and had pale faces.

"Brother Wang!"

Just after instructing the young man, the young men who were originally gathered together to discuss the matter were now staring at the cans in the hands of Wang Zhong and others with their more than 20 pairs of green eyes. Smelling the faint fragrance in the air, everyone swallowed their saliva at the same time.

He Dashan walked up to Wang Zhong and asked awkwardly, "Does what you just said count?"

"Naturally it counts!"

Wang Zhong smiled and said, "Brother He and the brothers have made up their minds?"

"Think about it!"

"We've figured it out!"

"As long as we can have food to eat, let alone fight the Japanese, we would even take our lives." Without waiting for He Dashan to speak, several young men spoke impatiently.

"That's right!"

"As long as we can have food to eat, it's worth dying immediately." The other young and strong men couldn't wait to agree.

He Dashan asked hurriedly: "Brother Wang, what about the ten kilograms of rice for resettlement?"

Wang Zhong said: "I, Wang Zhong, always keep my word. If I say ten kilograms, it means ten kilograms."

"If we join, can we also have canned food?" A tall and strong young man pushed through the crowd, walked up to Wang Zhong and asked again.

Wang Zhong had noticed this guy a long time ago. In such a difficult period, he could still grow so tall. He must have a wealthy family or be gifted.

"What's your name?" Wang Zhong asked the strong man.

"My name is Li Hu!" the sturdy man answered in a muffled voice.

"Li Hu?" Wang Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked up and down at the sturdy man. He saw that his muscles and bones were much stronger than those of ordinary people, his arms were long and his palms were thick. If he lived in ancient times, he would definitely be a fierce general.

"how old are you?"

"twenty one."

"Twenty-one?" Wang Zhong was a little surprised when he saw Li Hu, who had a full beard and looked to be at least thirty years old, but he did not doubt it. Life was hard and it was easy for people to look old. Besides, some people were mature at a young age.

“Have you ever been a hunter?” Wang Zhong asked again, looking at the calluses on Li Hu’s mouth.

"I am a hunter!" Li Hu said, "But I have only used a bow and arrow, a knife, and a trap, but I have never shot a gun."

"Not bad!"

"If I follow you now, can I have canned food?" Li Hu's purpose was very clear. He looked at Wang Zhong with burning eyes, waiting for his answer.

Wang Zhong smiled and took out a can from the backpack behind him and handed it to Li Hu: "Take this can, and you will be a member of our guerrilla team from now on. If you leave without permission, you will be subject to military law."

Li Hu took the can from Wang Zhong without any hesitation, drew the dagger from his waist, opened the lid, used the dagger as chopsticks, picked up the vegetarian meat in the can, and took a third of it in one bite.

Seeing that Li Hu was eating canned food, the other young and strong men could no longer sit still and they all took the initiative to express their willingness to join the guerrillas.

Wang Zhong waved his hand immediately, and Bula and others immediately took out canned food from the bags behind them and distributed them to everyone.

But after everyone opened the can, they all did the same as the young man who led the way. They only took a few bites and then carefully put the can away.

Everyone knew what they meant, but no one stopped them.

"From today on, you are members of our guerrilla force. However, since you have never received military training, let alone been on the battlefield, you can only be assigned to the reserve force for now."

"After you have completed your training, fought on the battlefield, and overcome your fear, you will be formally incorporated into the guerrilla force."

"No problem, anything is fine as long as I can have enough food."

Wang Zhong suddenly changed the subject and said, "But there is one thing I must make clear to you in advance. Since you have joined the guerrillas, your family members cannot stay here."

"What do you mean?" Li Hu didn't care. Since his parents died, he was a lonely man without any family. But it was different for others, including He Dashan. Most of their families were still there.

Wang Zhong said: "Maybe the devils don't know your exact location, but they definitely know the general area you are in. Among those traitors who have surrendered to the devils, there may be some who know you. If your identity is exposed in the future, your family may be implicated."

"I can give you two choices now."

"First! We will help you send your family to the East Coast. The East Coast is not under the jurisdiction of the devils. Even if your identity is exposed one day in the future, you don't have to worry about their safety.

But it will be difficult to see them again in the future."

"Second, we will take your family members to our base in the mountains. Our base is more hidden than yours. In a short period of time, the Japanese will definitely not be able to find you. But over a long period of time, it's hard to say. But we can move the base at any time."

"Although the risk factor has increased, it will allow you to reunite with your family more often. In addition, we can hand over some of the extra supplies we have seized to them, and let them be responsible for our logistics work."

"If any of our brothers are injured, they will have a place to stay and someone to help take care of them."

"I am more inclined to the second option, but they are your family, so it is up to you to decide what to choose."

He Dashan and the others looked at each other, discussed for a while and said, "We can't make the decision on this matter. We have to go back and discuss it with our families before making a decision."

"no problem!"

An hour later, in the jungle where the group of "savages" were, everyone started packing their bags.
There are very few real old people alive now. Even the old man who had received Wang Zhong and his companions before was actually a middle-aged man in his fifties, who just looked old.

Those who were really in their seventies and eighties and had difficulty walking either died on the way to escape, or died of starvation or disease in the forest.

"Captain, everything is packed!" He Dashan came up to Wang Zhong. Not far away were the elderly, the weak, women and children carrying various simple bags, farm tools and axes.

There are about seventy or eighty people in total.

Wang Dian nodded and waved his hand: "Let's go!"