Anti-Japanese Jedi Player

Chapter 296 A Village Named Xicun

"Captain, there is Xicun in front of you."

Outside of a village called Xicun in the north of Shandong and west of Beiping, Wang He, who had trekked mountains and rivers for more than ten days, finally came here.

"Get out of the car, get out of the car, rest, rest, Mad, my ass is shaking into three petals"

Wang He patted his butt, took the extended version of the 98K that was wrapped around his body for more than four years, jumped out of the jeep, twisted his neck, drank water, and looked at Looking into the distance.

Wang He, who has experienced more than four years of blood and fire, is much more mature than when he just escaped from Wanping City. His eyes have become firmer, his back is straight, and there are many vicissitudes carved by time on his face. It shines like poured bronze, and its whole body is covered with well-defined muscles.

One can tell at a glance that this is an elite veteran, absolutely, an elite who has experienced many battles.

The fact is also the same, 237 kills made him firmly occupy the position of the number one sniper in the army, including four captains of devils. As a college student, he even wrote a book on precision shooting with several elite shooters in the army. Textbooks are used to train newly enlisted soldiers.

Such a record once caused the devils to panic, and the devils stationed in North China even offered fifty tons of silver to buy Wang He's head.Of course, the backhand of the base area is to buy the head of the devil general with a thousand tons of silver, and the devil is tough.

However, silver in the world is not worth much nowadays. Merchants all over the world see that silver is tuituitui... Those who have silver will sell it quickly, and those who don’t have silver will not accept silver. There is no way. Although it is a time of war, the prices of everything are skyrocketing , However, this has to be in addition to silver.

The price of silver has been falling gradually, and it is almost at the same price as copper.

"Captain Wang"

At this time, in a distant village, a member of the local guerrillas ran at high speed, braked suddenly in front of Wang He, and then saluted a non-standard military salute.

"My name is Zhang Shan, and I am the leader of the guerrillas in 37 villages and towns around Xicun."

Zhang Shan is about 40 years old. He has deep nasolabial folds on his face. His hair is very casual and messy. He can’t tell what kind of hairstyle it is. sly.

"Wang He, captain of the second team of the special investigation mobile team of the 119st Independent Brigade of the [-]th Division"

Wang He also paid a military salute.

Regarding the Special Investigation Mobile Team, Wang He has always felt that the name Luo Yun brother said is very good. It should be called the Special Forces. The name sounds much more domineering. However, this name has been used for a long time, and the army has already begun to branch out. Loose leaves, I can't change it if I want to.

"Haha, I look forward to the stars and the moon every day, and I finally hope for you."

"Come on, let's go into the village, the people of our village have been ready for a long time to clean up the dust."

Captain Zhang saw that he was an old Jianghu. Just after the serious mutual salute, his tone changed, like two old friends who had known each other for a long time. The relaxed and freehand tone made the tense atmosphere disappear suddenly.

"Banquet to cleanse the dust? This..." Wang He frowned subconsciously. The common people were already poor, so it was inappropriate to hold such a grand banquet.

"Hey, Captain Wang, the situation is different now."

Seeing that the officer wanted to seriously test the school rules, Captain Zhang interrupted with a smile.

"The village has been preparing for this banquet for a long time, and I've been devastated to make this banquet a reality."

Zhang Shan's words were full of emotion. Originally, there was a sense of blame, but when the old man in his 40s said it, there was a strong sense of happiness. happiness.

Hearing this sentence, Wang Gen's originally serious expression also softened.

"At the beginning when I knew you were coming, everyone was fighting for you to live in their own homes, and there was almost a fight over this. Several families refurbished their homes for the competition. Haha, now more than half of the people in the village have refurbished their houses. Some even built new houses. Back then, these people were reluctant to build new houses even when their children married their wives.”

"Haha, it turns out that this matter has not been settled yet, and you will decide by yourself when the time comes."

Suddenly, Zhang Shan had a gloating tone on his face, and then he continued talking in a rambling manner.

"Everyone has been fighting for this banquet for a long time, but no one is willing to back down. Helpless, they decided to hold it together in the village. Everyone brought out the best ingredients. The eggs laid by the old hen in Uncle Wang's house, Grandma Liu The sausage stuffed with pigs that were killed last year, the mushrooms guessed by the third uncle from the mountains, the tofu ground by the grandma, and the beef from Shanzai’s house..."

Hearing this, Wang He frowned slightly again. There were chickens, ducks, cows, and meat. One meal made such a big commotion.
"I know what you're worried about, but it's different now, different from before"

"Before you sent people to form the guerrillas, that is, three years ago, the devils came to rob food every now and then. At that time, there were more than 100 households in our village, and none of them could eat enough. Many people starved to death every year. Many people will freeze to death in winter.”

"But it's different now. Since you came to form the guerrillas, the devils don't even come out to grab food, they don't even dare to go out of the gate of the city, they hide in the bunker every day, and they have to be careful when going out to the toilet. See People run away, even if they see the big girl Huanghua at night, they turn around and run away, haha..."

Having said this, Zhang Shan narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were full of smiles.

"There is also the food you brought in. These saved the lives of more than 37 people in our 9000 villages and towns. No one in all our villages died of starvation the year before last, all thanks to the food brought in by the guerrillas."

"Now the situation is getting better, the fields have been planted, the food has increased, and chickens, ducks, pigs, cattle and sheep have also been raised. Our Xicun is the largest village nearby. There are more than 1000 people living here, and more than 100 households. No bragging, any family here can eat meat several times a week”

"This meal is a welcome banquet for the whole village to thank you, so, we must not disappoint the hearts of the common people."

Speaking of this, Zhang Shan patted Wang He on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

"Haha, then I'm welcome."

After working in the army for more than four years, Wang He is not the young man he used to be. He didn't want to have a grand reception banquet, because he was afraid of wasting money. Since the people in this small village are living a happy life, it's okay to have a meal of.

Anyway, this time I brought a lot of food and supplies with the team, and gave a few bags to each household of the common people after eating.

Thinking of this, Wang He suddenly recalled the countenance of the logistics captain before departure, and the tone of his wishing that they would come out with more supplies.

(End of this chapter)