"Junzuo, we're reaching Heshun ahead. You can see the Nantian Gate from the foot of the mountain. Oh my... my ass is about to be knocked out of shape."

With a grimace on his face, Meng Fanlai drove for nearly a day and finally saw a familiar scenery.

Although the expeditionary force has recovered the mountains and rivers, many areas are still devastated by their persecution. Not only are they deserted for thousands of miles, but they are also miserable.

In order to survive, many people could only live as submissive citizens of the Japanese, and were occasionally harmed by the Japs, but more of them were hard-headed and hid in the mountains. Even if they hid in the east and became savages every day, they would not be slaves to the subjugation of the country.

I still remember the group of people I met when I rescued Meng Fanliao in Heshun Town. The old man in his sixties risked his life to lead the way. Although he was illiterate, he was full of national justice. Compared with those shameless people,

I don’t know how tall the social elites are.

Now that the little Japs have been driven away, many people hiding in the mountains don't know the situation. They only know that there are chaos outside and soldiers are passing by every day, and they think that the Japs troops are coming to clean up again.

From Wanding on the border to Longling, there are still not many people in the villages, but now there are many people fleeing eastward slowly crossing the Nu River, hoping to return to their hometown. Along the way, ordinary people and villagers are often seen in groups.

Go west.

"Would you like to give you half a day off to go home and see my mother?" Liao Mingyu stretched and asked with a smile.

"Come on, I don't want to go back and be scolded by his old man." Unexpectedly, Meng Fan shook his head like a rattle, and his face became quite ugly.

Liao Mingyu rolled his eyes at him and said helplessly: "This is no way for you. It's your own parents, how can you keep hiding?"

Looking away, Meng Fanxia sighed slightly. It has been almost half a year since he left. How can his father give him a good look when he goes back? If he doesn't have to kneel in the yard for a long time, and then thinks of my mother's eyes filled with tears as soon as they meet, he feels in his heart

Feeling anxious and uneasy.

Nowadays, Heshun is very lively. Since the little devil was driven away, the people who fled have come back one after another, and among them is Meng, who has annoyed his father.

The "Ten Thousand Volumes of Sutras" that Mr. Meng regarded as life in his house did not follow him across the river. They were always hidden in the cellar of the house in Heshun Town.

The western Yunnan area was basically recovered by the expeditionary force. The previous situation where the Japanese army was in power was over. As soon as this old sour man heard that Heshun had been recovered, he immediately packed up his things and ran to the west bank to embrace his golden house.

Although Mi Long's house in Zenda is large, it is not convenient to live under the same roof with others. Mr. Meng is also a cunning and eccentric person. He lives alone to save others' worries. Before the expedition, Meng Fanxiao even brought him with him

Several old brothers repaired the house for him, which was a sign of their filial piety.

"Hey...have you seen that there are quite a few of these grandchildren? How many waves are they in..."

Those annoying things made people's scalp numb. Meng was annoyed and didn't want to think too much. He suddenly pointed forward and changed the topic.

Another checkpoint appeared just in front of their convoy. A company of soldiers was inspecting passing people and vehicles. Just looking at it, it seemed that they were trying to make money in the name of inspection.

…

"Boss, we are all from the Lotus Flower Country. We only crossed the river to take refuge in Chanda last year. Please let us pass."

In front of the roadblock stood a middle-aged man with gray beard and hair, bowing to the soldiers around him.

Behind him were two half-year-old children. They were simply dressed and looked nervous. They hugged each other and were at a loss. Their dark eyes timidly looked at the fierce-looking soldiers around them.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? It's stipulated from above that anyone with a pass can pass, but no one without a pass can even think of passing through!"

The defender's company commander was a short man with a pockmarked face. He pushed the old man away, put his hands on his hips and raised his eyes, looking as arrogant as he could.

The Western Yunnan Theater Command dispatched some troops to guard checkpoints on various traffic arteries, with the purpose of preventing Japanese spies from sneaking in to spy on intelligence or escaping with secrets.

Although the entire West Bank has been liberated, the people still keep a respectful distance from the soldiers of the national army. There is no other reason... Some troops with corrupt military discipline are no less generous than the little devils.

"What? Pass? Didn't we already pay it when we crossed the river? Why do we need it now?"

The old man looked confused. The government had indeed issued him a return pass before he came, but he had already given it when he crossed Huitong Bridge. Why do he still need it?

"Stop talking nonsense!" the company commander yelled impatiently: "Crossing the river is crossing the river, here is here, I say I want it, I want it!"

The scolding frightened the old man so much that his eyes widened in horror. The two children also trembled and hid behind him, not daring to show their heads.

The company commander smiled with satisfaction, this is the effect he wanted:

"It doesn't mean you can't pass without a pass. Can't you just make up for it? It's two ocean dollars a piece. Hey, if you want to go home, you have to be sincere."

"Ah! I...how can I get so much money?"

The old man was angry and scared. He was just a farmer, and two yuan was enough for the three of them to eat and drink for a month or two. Wasn't this a clear money grab?

The people around them were talking a lot, and they were all used to it. They didn't know where they came from, but these Qiu Bazi had squinty eyebrows and crooked eyes. They couldn't fight and were very good at harming the neighbors with their hooded skins.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Bang!

The company commander suddenly took out his pistol and fired it into the sky. The soldiers behind him also raised their guns high, as if they were ready to fire at any time.

"Listen to me, please go through the customs and complete the pass, otherwise you won't be able to pass by me!"

The surroundings were completely silent for an instant. The common people had never seen such a posture before. They were frightened by the huge noise and backed away. How could they dare to say another word.

"Humph, you are a bunch of cheap men. If you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink it as a fine. Bah!" The company commander spit out thick phlegm viciously, put the pistol back on his waist, and resumed his arrogant expression.

After such a commotion, the people became honest and started to queue up consciously. The rich people naturally spent some money to avoid disasters, while the poor people could only watch the other party but had no choice.

Some smart people slowly withdrew from the team, preparing to sneak through the nearby forest through a detour. Although the road was a bit far and difficult to walk, it was still better than staying here without any solution.

The company commander weighed the silver coins in his hand. Although he didn't have many silver coins in his pocket, the advantage was that they were large. There were always a few fat masters who could make his pockets bulge.

As a second-line force, these people are all formed from the security group or the miscellaneous army. When it comes to fighting, they are all fighting scum. When they see the little devils running away, they usually do logistics and manage local security. And this

There are not many opportunities to make money. If you don’t seize the opportunities that come your way, will you be able to live up to yourself?

"Da, da, da da da, da da..."
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