The soldiers slowly moved out of the way, and the group of people also stopped.

They did not rush to Zhao Zhiguo or demand that Zhao Zhiguo return his house and relatives to them.

The two sides looked at each other, knowing the pain in the other's heart.

War never shows mercy to anyone, not only soldiers but also civilians.

Zhao Zhiguo may have the courage to stand in front of the bodies of the fallen soldiers, or he may have the courage to hold the soldiers struggling with pain on the hospital bed.

But now he didn't have the courage to face the group of people in front of him.

He wanted to escape and hide in a deserted corner, as if he had never existed in this world.

"Are you Commander Zhao?"

An old man's voice trembled, perhaps because he was hungry and cold, or perhaps he was a little excited to see Zhao Zhiguo.

Zhao Zhiguo resisted the urge to escape and slowly took heavy steps forward.

"I am Zhao Zhiguo!"

Facing them, Zhao Zhiguo's voice suddenly lost confidence.

However, the group of people in front of him did not say a word of blame, but knelt down one after another.

"Captain Zhao, please accept our respects!"

"Quick! Help them up!"

Zhao Zhiguo was overwhelmed by the sudden kneeling.

Only then did Zhao Zhiguo see clearly the dark area behind him, which contained at least six hundred people.

Tian Kezhi quickly led the soldiers forward and helped the kneeling people up one by one.

"Captain Zhao, thank you. It was you who avenged us. Thank you..."

"Fear fellows in Pingcheng, I, Zhao Zhiguo, promise you that starting from tomorrow, the troops will repair the houses so that everyone has a house and food to eat. If you folks believe in our Eighth Route Army and give us some time, Pingcheng will still be yours.

's home."

The war has left too many people in Pingcheng homeless.

"Captain Zhao, can you let us follow you? We have all lost our families!"

Their families had long been killed in the war, leaving them alone and helpless.

Now that Zhao Zhiguo has avenged them, they are willing to go through fire and water for Zhao Zhiguo and are willing to sacrifice everything.

"Live well. China's strength needs you. In a few years, you will find that there are still people in this world that you deserve to cherish."

China's strength cannot be separated from every Chinese person.

Even if they are just an insignificant person, as long as they are creating value, they are promoting the development of the entire country.

"Signal Corps, go notify the Propaganda Department and issue a notice. I want the people in the entire Pingcheng area to know that the Eighth Route Army will help them rebuild their homes."

Hope, as long as people have a little hope, they will have enough motivation to live.

"Captain, please call the political commissar to Pingcheng. There are too many things that need to be done." Tian Kezhi said.

They not only need to provide a place for this group of people to live, but also provide them with a job to make a living.

If they can't even provide food and clothing, even if they are given a building, they will leave their homes.

"There are a lot of things to do. We have to do it step by step, first let them have a place to live, and then give them a job to make a living."

Of course Zhao Zhiguo knows that Pingcheng is in a mess now.

Tian Kezhi arranged for a few soldiers to protect the group of beggars and temporarily find a safe place to spend the night.

"Why……"

Tian Kezhi was always worried when he thought about what would happen in the future.

"Okay, don't sigh now. Let's go to Murano Masao's headquarters. After all, we are old rivals. We want to see him for the last time."

Among the Japanese army, only Muya Masako knows Zhao Zhiguo most.

Looking at the village that was already dry, the knife was inserted in the abdomen, and Zhao Zhiguo suddenly had a sense of loss.

He lost a opponent who has been studying him and urging him to make progress.

Maybe the one who knows you most often is your opponent.

However, Zhao Zhiguo did not look at the pity of Muraki Muraki, but looked up at the bodies of the proud head that Huaxias should have at the village: "This is the end of the invaders!"

There is only one end of the invaders, and that is death!

"Leader, when our soldiers rushed into the headquarters, they had destroyed important documents."

The little devil's headquarters did not leave too many valuable things.

"What about Yao Pengju?"

The headquarters of Muya Kyoko can no longer attract any interest in Zhao Zhiguo.

"Still guarding the Japanese military arsenal. He said, as long as you don't go, no one can step into the arsenal, I have persuaded, but it's useless."

Yao Peng knows the harm of poisonous gas bombs. Whoever controls these poisonous gas bombs can have the control of Pingcheng.

Yao Pengju, who guarded the poisonous gas bomb, did not believe anyone, including Zhao Ziming, he only believed in Zhao Zhiguo.

At this time, Yao Pengju felt that he had the power to kill the people in the entire Pingcheng people in his hand. This "power" would not give it to anyone except Zhao Zhi.

"This kid!" Zhao Zhiguo sneered.

"Leader, what about his body?"

Muomi Masako still lie there quietly, maintaining the last death.

"After all, it is a Da Zuo, and the position is not low. Keep his portable items well, including the military uniform he wore in the military museum in Pingcheng in the future."

Muya Masako originally had hope to advance to major generals.

Unfortunately, after meeting Zhao Zhiguo, the position of the brigade head was unstable.

In the end, he died in the position of the brigade head, which was also his last stubbornness.

A Japanese army with a complete file was killed. This is the evidence of the Japanese invading Huaxia.

"As for the corpse, burn it!"

"Don't keep changing money?" Tian Kezhi asked.

Zhao Zhiguo glanced at Tian Kezhi: "Let's give him the last trace of decentness."

Muya Muya is also a respectable opponent for Zhao Zhiguo.

"The telephone and the phone line in the headquarters are kept, and we can talk to Wang County in the future."

Zhao Zhiguo's communication equipment began to have a qualitative leap.

It is no longer the age of communication. They have radio stations and now have phone calls.

After explaining something, Zhao Zhiguo came alone to the arsenal.

The special team soldiers who guarded the arsenal were exhausted, and when they saw Zhao Zhiguo come, they respect the gun.

Seeing Zhao Zhiguo, Yao Peng laughed the most brilliantly.

"Leader, I finished the task, the poisonous gas bomb was underground, and the number was not small." Yao Pengju said.

"Is there any casualties for the special team?"

"Destroyed two and eight injured." Yao Pengju said, "What should I do?"

Zhao Zhiguo did not destroy the technology of poisonous gas bombs. Once an accident occurred, no one could guarantee how much casualties would cause this stuff.

And these poisonous gas bombs are stored in Pingcheng is a huge hidden danger.

Although the people in Pingcheng didn't know, they thought that there were these things at their feet. Zhao Zhiguo and Yao Peng raised them to sleep all night.

"Jiang Yongxin should be called!"
Chapter completed!