It is already March, and the weather is gradually getting warmer. The spring breeze of March blows through the suffering land of China, bringing people endless hope of spring. In the fields, people take advantage of the warm and suitable weather to do spring plowing.

, sowing seeds, hoping for a good harvest in the future.

On the streets of Tianfeng City, the shouts of vendors one after another made Song Yuanming almost forget that it was a war period, as if he had returned to his old days in the countryside, following his mother to the market more than ten miles away.

"Brother Song, I bought you what you wanted." Qiaoer's call woke Song Yuanming out of his memories.

"Things? Oh, by the way, give them to me quickly. I want these eggs to be of great use." Song Yuanming patted his head, took the basket of eggs handed to him by Qiao'er, took out the money from his pocket and handed it to Qiao'er.

"Qiao'er, I bought these eggs with the money, please keep it."

"Brother Song, what are you talking about? You took us away from Linfeng City. You don't have to look at the little devil's face anymore. It's not too late for me and my father to thank you." After Song Yuanming took Qiao'er and his daughter out of Linfeng City, Song Yuanming said with

In his own name, he bought a real estate in Tianfeng City and reopened Tianning Hotel for Qiaoer's family.

"The public belongs to the public, the private belongs to the private, one yard belongs to the other. You used your money to help me buy so many eggs, shouldn't I compensate you? Didn't you also say that? Don't take advantage of the common people.

Song Yuanming spoke righteously, "Listen to Brother Song, the hotel has just started and is in urgent need of money. If you don't take it, you don't treat me as your big brother."

"Okay then." Qiaoer took the money and looked at the basket of eggs Song Yuanming was carrying, "I don't know what you want with so many eggs."

"Hey, of course I want these eggs for great use. Don't ask around, kid. Go back and help your father."

"Tch, don't think I don't know. Brother Lin Xuan told me that you must be doing it for Sister An Qing." Qiaoer laughed strangely, and that smile made Song Yuanming panic, "I'm not the only one in this basket.

I bought eggs and helped Sister An Qing weigh two pounds of brown sugar."

"Lin Xuan, let me see if I don't sew his mouth shut when I get back." Song Yuanming said bitterly.

"I think you are not in a hurry to go back and seal Brother Lin's mouth. You are in a hurry to go back and see Sister An Qing."

"Qiao'er, look, your father is here." Song Yuanming pointed behind Qiao'er and said.

"Where is it?" Qiaoer looked back, but couldn't find anyone, so she turned around and said, "Brother Song, you are lying, my father didn't even come..." She couldn't find Song Yuanming anywhere, so cunning

The person had already escaped. Qiaoer stamped his feet: "Liar! Big liar!"

"This little girl is so weird. Thanks to my cleverness, she slipped out." Song Yuanming carried eggs and brown sugar and rushed to the Tianfeng Mountain base area non-stop. The Tianfeng Mountain base area is at least fifty or sixty meters away from Tianfeng City.

No matter how strong the physique of Song Yuanming's special forces was, they would not be able to withstand such a long-distance attack. With his status, he could naturally get an American jeep and drive there, but there were bumpy dirt roads along the way, and he was not willing to pay for it with all his hard work.

The babies were all smashed to pieces in the bumps of the car.

Tianfeng Mountain Base Area, Zhaozhuang. The military doctor brought by Song Yuanming took An Qing's temperature, checked his pupils, and nodded: "Well, you have recovered quite well in the past few days. Your illness is almost healed."

"Thank you, doctor." An Qing propped herself up, "I want to go outside for a walk, is that okay?"

"This... there shouldn't be any problem, but you need to keep warm and don't make the condition worse."

An Qing nodded, put on an khaki cotton coat that Song Yuanming left at the bedside, and walked slowly outside the clinic. The warm sunshine spread all over her body, giving people a bit of warmth. She looked around and rushed

A soldier waved.

"Commissar An, what do you want?" The soldier ran over, gave An Qing a military salute, and asked.

"Where's your Captain Song?" An Qing ran there every now and then during the hunting team's training, so she naturally recognized the soldier as Song Yuanming's sniper. In fact, Song Yuanming's snipers were the best to recognize. In the entire base area, except for the hunting team,

, no one would carry a sniper rifle, submachine gun and pistol on their back at the same time.

"This...Captain Song won't let us tell you." The soldier chuckled. It was obvious that Song Yuanming had issued a gag order.

"What? Did he go on a mission again?" Upon hearing this, An Qing's first reaction was that Song Yuanming had gone on a dangerous mission again, and she was already frightened.

"No, no, no!" The soldier waved his hand quickly, "If there is a mission, our entire team will be dispatched. It's not a mission, it's not a mission. Don't worry, Political Commissar An."

"Then what did he do? It's so mysterious that it makes me worry." An Qing said dissatisfiedly. Song Yuanming didn't go on a mission, which made her feel relieved. The soldier scratched his head: "We don't know either. Instructor Song...

He went out early in the morning and didn't tell us. He just told us that if you ask, this is the answer."

"Why are you so mysterious, you bad guy? I won't deal with you when you come back." An Qing waved her hand and let the soldier go, but she muttered complaints.

"An Qing, who are you trying to deal with? I have good intentions to get you delicious food, but you don't appreciate it. Sigh - this life is so miserable." Song Yuanming's teasing words sounded behind An Qing. An Qing turned around and saw that

The guy was wearing a white apron from the cooking class, holding a bowl of brown sugar water in his hand, with two poached eggs vaguely visible.

"You are the one who has to deal with it. To be honest, where did this brown sugar water and eggs come from?" An Qing said angrily, "You disappeared early in the morning. Do you know how worried I am about you?"

"I went to Tianfeng City early in the morning to buy supplements for you. The doctor said you need to supplement your nutrition in the past few days. Here, I have just cooked the good brown sugar and eggs." Song Yuanming handed over the bowl.

, An Qing hesitated for a moment, then took it: "Is this all you made?"

"How come, I made a lot. Didn't you notice that there are not many brothers now? They all went to the kitchen."

"You're smart enough to think of joining me. I can't eat alone."

"I'm not that great. I used eggs to attract them to the kitchen, and then..." Song Yuanming looked around warily and found that there was no one around, "Then, this is our world for the two of us." The words

As soon as he fell, he kissed An Qing's gorgeous red lips.

"I hate you." An Qing punched his chest twice, and then softened into his warmth.

Watching An Qing eat the brown sugar-boiled egg in small bites, Song Yuanming suddenly felt that happiness is so simple.

"Old Song, Old Song——" Lin Xuan ran over quickly, looking very anxious.

"What's wrong?" Song Yuanming asked.

"Our patrol team in Huangcun caught a suspicious person. We suspected that he was a spy of the Japanese. However, the man insisted that he was an Orion. Brothers, there is nothing we can do. Now, we will imprison the man in Huangcun. You know better, go there quickly.

Let's see."

Spies? Right now, the Japanese army is making every effort to prepare for the Battle of Wuhan. It is understandable to send spies to infiltrate here. He patted the dust on his body and said, "Let's go, I'll go take a look with you."

"Song Yuanming, I'll go with you." An Qing put down her bowls and chopsticks and ran to Huangcun with Lin Xuan and Song Yuanming.

Huangcun.

"Let me out, I am an Orion, why do you arrest me?" A man's voice came from the house.

"After our people come for appraisal, we can naturally make a decision. Fellow fellow, this is a war period, please understand." The patrol team said. Song Yuanming, who had just arrived, heard this voice and frowned. "Bang.

——" The door of the room was pushed open. The patrol team inside saw the three people at the door and gave a military salute: "Captain Lin, Political Commissar An, you are here. Who is this?"

"This is Captain Song Yuanming of the Hunter Hunting Team." Lin Xuan introduced.

"Are you Captain Song? Brothers have heard of your name a long time ago." Knowing that the person in front of them was Song Yuanming, the patrol team members were in awe. The captain of the patrol team pointed at the man on the kang and said: "

This is that person."

"Are you an Orion?" Song Yuanming looked at the man, with a majestic light shining in his eyebrows.

"Yes, I am a hunter and I hunt in the mountains nearby. Why are you arresting me?" the man said calmly.

"Oh? Is that really like this?" Song Yuanming grabbed the man's right hand, "Well, it looks like he has been handling guns for many years, and the tiger's mouth is covered with thick calluses."

"Hunters can't even hunt if they don't even touch a gun." The man said.

"Soldier! Is this how you talk to your commander!!!" (Japanese) Song Yuanming suddenly asked in Japanese. The man was confused by the sudden question and subconsciously replied: "I'm sorry, sir..."

"(Japanese) As soon as the words came out, everyone present widened their eyes. He is really a spy.

"Hahaha, there's no need to pretend now. Tell me your name, age, military rank, and unit number." Song Yuanming laughed coldly.

"Okay, you guys are awesome, I admit defeat." The man shrugged, "Since I have been caught by you, please strictly abide by the Geneva Convention on the preferential treatment of prisoners of war. But don't worry, I won't say a word more.

"

"Don't worry, the Eighth Route Army..." Before An Qing could finish her words, Song Yuanming interrupted her. The latter pulled out a Browning pistol from his waist and put it directly on the spy's forehead: "I

I don’t need you to repeat some bullshit Geneva Conventions to me. I’m more familiar with you. If you don’t say a word, you are so stupid. You are really stupid. Since you talked about the Geneva Conventions with me, let me ask you, combat soldier,

If you are not wearing your own military uniform, but are wearing enemy uniforms or civilian clothing, how should you define it?"

"Defined as... a spy..." The man's face instantly turned pale, and cold sweat dripped down his face.

"For spies, what are the provisions of the Geneva Convention? Shoot them on the spot!!!" Song Yuanming's gun muzzle hit the man's forehead twice, "If you think I won't kill you, you can do whatever you want.

So cool. Oh, by the way, a friendly reminder, I usually deal with guys who have no use value with one word - kill!!! But I won't kill you and waste my bullets! You can speak Chinese, so you should

You also have a certain understanding of Chinese history, have you heard of Ling Chi?"

"No! Don't kill me! I said it, I said it!" The man begged for mercy again and again.

"Very good!" Song Yuanming clapped his hands, "Take him down and squeeze out everything you can."
Chapter completed!