In the state city, the Japanese army opened a second transportation plan.

A large number of equipment in the arsenal was loaded again. In order to cause unnecessary trouble, everything was processed by the Jiang family.

The Japanese army gave the Jiang family a special pass. This pass can even go in even the command of the Japanese division commander.

Xiao Guizi also knew that although he had occupied a large number of Chinese land, the resistance of this land never stopped.

Especially Zhao Zhiguo's troops, God is ghost!

Zhao Zhi Congress attacked the Japanese caravan, but he would definitely not attack the Chinese people's own caravan.

Therefore, the Japanese army believed that this transportation would definitely be foolproof, and to transport these most important equipment to Jinyang City.

In the evening, the Jiang family in the state city came to a strange guest.

"It was the noble son got rid of me to visit the second old."

Matthewwen slowly took out the envelope and the token that Jiang Yongxin gave him.

"Do you meet with a referee?" Jiang Wen was trembling a little pale hand, stroking his watch, "What happened to the newer?"

"Jiang Yongxin did not go abroad, he deceived you, let me apologize for you."

Matthewwen knows that it is not realistic to talk to the Jiang family directly about the arsenal. Now Jiang Wenzheng is most concerned about Jiang Yongxin's situation.

"Didn't return to school? Then where is he now?" Jiang Wen was full of concerns.

"You can clearly read the letter."

Matthewwen quietly waited for Jiang Wenzheng to read the letter.

After reading the letter, Jiang Wenzheng felt unbelievable. His son participated in the Eighth Route Army and became the military doctor of the Zhao Zhiguo forces.

"Is this true?"

"It is true! Jiang Yongxin reported to the country and was full of blood, and the knowledge he had will benefit more Chinese people in the future."

Doctor of Medicine who returned from studying abroad, let alone this era, and a century, is also the top talent.

"He even joined the Eighth Route Army?"

Jiang Wen laughed bitterly, and didn't know if he was happy or depressed.

Lao Tzu works for the little devil, but his son is the Eighth Route Army. If it is passed out, wouldn't he want to be broken by the little devil's corpse.

"I heard that the Japanese army is attacking Anyang Town, how about my son?"

"Rest assured, Jiang Yongxin is a military doctor, he will stay behind, and he has special soldiers around him, safer than anyone."

Zhao Zhiguo regards Jiang Yongxin as a baby. He will not change it with a box of gold.

Even if the independent group was killed, Zhao Zhiguo would protect Jiang Yongxin.

Hearing Jiang Yongxin was very safe, Jiang Wen was relieved slowly, sitting on the chair, and carefully pecking.

"You ... will not be destroyed by the Japanese army ...?"

If no father does not feel bad about his son, if the independent group is destroyed by the little devil, it means that his son may be killed by the Japanese army.

The white -haired man with a black -haired man may be the most sad thing in the world.

"Although you can rest assured, within fifteen days, you must get the news that the Japanese army who attacked Anyang Town withdrew me." Matthewwen said confidently. "This time, I came to the state, I wanted to ask Mr. Jiang to help a busy."

"I don't know who you are!"

Although Father Jiang is only forty years old, he is old -fashioned. In the past few years, he has been fighting on the business field. How could he not see that Matthewwen came with the goal.

Although he was grateful to Matthewwen to tell him the whereabouts of Jiang Yongxin, he could not understand it with confusion.

Matthewwen thought for a moment, in fact, he was also worried that after Jiang Wenzheng learned his identity, he immediately reported to the little devil.

After all, from the various information they investigated, Jiang Wen is the real pro -Japanese personnel.

If he is getting farther and farther on this road, maybe he will become the goal of Zhao Zhiguo.

"I am Jiang Yongxin's political commissar!" Matthewwen said.

"political commissar?"

Ordinary people know too little about the Eighth Route Army's team. Jiang Wen is well -informed, but he has never heard of what the political commissar is doing.

"Among the Eighth Route Army's Independent Regiment, I sat down with the regiment leader!"

Matthewwen did not explain too much about the duties of the political commissar. He only said that he was in a regiment.

If there is no war, the duties of the political commissar may be larger than the head of the regiment.

"Leading officer?" Jiang Wenzheng's mouth smiled disdain, "In the state, I have seen a lot of generals, and I have dealt with the generals."

It was not Jiang Wenzheng bragging, it was originally the Jinsui Army controlled the city city.

The officer system of the Jinsui Army was originally confusing. Some civilian officers had no military achievements and also awarded the rank of generals.

In addition, the state city was originally the old nest of the Jinsui Army. There are many people who come and go to work. When they meet a few major generals, it is not enough.

"No matter how many generals can't keep the state, we have a regiment. The number of devils attacking Anyang Town is also a lot, but Anyang Town is still in our hands." Ma Xiuwen said proudly.

Even if the original Tongzhou City was full of generals, it was not lost to the little devil.

"The old man is not a person who does not understand the military!"

Jiang Wenzheng did not expect that Matthewwen was so clever and argued that he wanted to transfer the topic.

"You are not a person in the army, but you are a Chinese. From head to toe, you have the blood of the Chinese people, and our blood will boil!"

"The old man is old, and you have lost the impulse of your young people."

"No! Deepening the country and guarding the country, regardless of the old and young, if saving Huaxia is just the responsibility of soldiers, then it is very wrong.

Protecting Huaxia is not just the responsibilities of soldiers. This is the responsibility of every Huaxia.

"Boy, you are still young, there are not many things you have experienced, you don't have to talk about it in front of me, all I do, deserve to be in my heart."

"Mr. Jiang, do you think Jiang Yongxin is more worthy of you?"

Jiang Yongxin is compared there. When his father did things for the Japanese army, would he be ashamed?

"Come! Send guests!"

Jiang Wenzheng has a guest order.

"Wait, I leave, Mr. Jiang, I know that you see everything in the Jiang family very important, but have you ever thought that after a hundred years, the Jiang family will be fame because of what you do.

Even Jiang Yongxin received it? "

A father who did things for the little devil, even if Zhao Zhiguo and Ma Xiwen could understand Jiang Yongxin and prove the innocence for Jiang Yongxin, but what about the people in the world?

In the future, even if Jiang Yongxin does more things, he will not be able to erase Jiang Wenzheng's shadow on his head.

"Enough, roll!"

Jiang Wenzheng threw the cup in his hand in front of Matthewwen. The lid flew out, the tea was sprinkled, and the tea slowly flowed to the corner.

The subordinates immediately poured into the room and packed the broken tea bowl.

Matthewwen also knew that he couldn't talk anymore today, and he was angry at Jiang Wenzheng. It was not good for the purpose of him to come to the state.
Chapter completed!