Courtyard House: I only wiped out 30,000 Japanese pirates

For He Dajun, the Japanese attacking Shanghai immediately was not just a possibility, but an inevitability.

In addition, this information is too important to appear fabricated, but it also cannot reveal the true source of the information.

It can only be said that Sasaki revealed it unintentionally.

At this time, after the December 12 Incident last year, a united front against the Japanese had been formed in name only, but this front was still in name only.

However, after the Marco Polo Bridge Incident, all parts of the country were vigorously fighting against the Japanese invaders.

The problem now is that fighting the Japanese invaders is extremely difficult.

The city of Beijing was captured in no time. Many of the defending troops were killed, some retreated, and some stayed behind to launch surprise attacks.

While the rest of the country was still focused on Beijing, the Japanese were already preparing to attack Shanghai and had begun threatening Beijing.

But many people, especially Captain Shu from the Guo Party, are unaware of these things or unable to make a judgment.

At this time, time was of the essence. Otherwise, after the elite forces of the Kuomintang failed in the Battle of Shanghai, the local warlord forces behind them would not know and would still be rushing forward, only to be sent there as easy prey.

If you had gone earlier, the outcome might have been different.

This truly demonstrates why time is life.

Bai Ling doesn't understand these things now.

After all, this falls under the category of macro-level war situation analysis.

The two discussed it for a while longer and then came up with a plan of action.

The two then went to He Daqing's house for a meal.

He Liu stewed half a pound of pork belly into a large pot of cabbage. The pork was sliced ​​extremely thinly, so thin that each slice was translucent, but the aroma of the pork permeated the entire pot of cabbage.

He Dajun sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), slurped down a large bowl of noodles, and cleaned up all the cabbage and soup.

Sha Zhu squatted at the door with a bowl in his hand, his cheeks puffed out like a squirrel's, glancing at He Dajun's bowl with his eyes as he ate.

He Dajun put the last piece of meat from his bowl into the little guy's bowl, and the little guy grinned, revealing his missing front tooth.

He Liu watched from the side, saying, "Dajun, don't spoil him," with a smile on her face.

He Daqing turned his head to look at this scene, a smile appearing on his lips.

The meal was as lively as usual, with the family gathered around, stealing a small segment of normalcy amidst the chaos of war.

If Madam Jia Zhang saw this, she would probably be filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

After finishing their meal, He Dajun and Bai Ling headed out to Baolin Pharmacy.

It was getting dark, and the streets were even emptier than during the day; you couldn't even see anyone walking briskly along the walls.

The two walked slowly, passing through two alleys, and arrived at the entrance of the pharmacy.

The door was still on, and a faint light shone through the crack.

He Dajun raised his hand and knocked on the door a few times. Soon, footsteps came from inside, and the door opened a crack. It was Lao Yang in the shop.

Old Yang didn't react much when he saw He Dajun, but when he saw Bai Ling standing behind He Dajun, he almost lost his composure.

How could Comrade Bai Ling be so stupid!

Last time he refused to treat her and kicked her out, he made it clear enough that Bai Ling should leave immediately. Wasn't his meaning obvious enough? The pharmacy has been targeted by the Japanese, it's not safe here!

She came again today, this time with He Dajun.

Sigh, young people are just hopeless; they don't even understand these kinds of signals.

No, how come Bai Ling is with that traitor He Dajun? Was she forced into it?

Old Yang thought to himself, then forced a smile and opened the door a little wider: "Mr. He, you've arrived. Please come in."

He Dajun limped into the store, his eyes scanning the pharmacy.

The young man named Liu Shengyun was sitting behind the counter, holding a small copper scale in his hand, pretending to weigh medicinal herbs.

The moment He Dajun entered, Liu Sheng clenched the scales so tightly his knuckles turned purple, but his face still wore a calm expression.

He Dajun sneered inwardly. This bastard had taken a blow to the head from him; the bruises were probably still there.

Now that I've walked in, I'm sure I feel like I could pounce on you and take a bite.

But He Dajun didn't care at all. Instead, he grinned at Liu Shengyun, a smile that was incredibly irritating.

He Dajun sat down on a bench in the shop, put his left leg on another bench, and began to sell his wares.

"Boss Yang, let me tell you, I've done something meritorious again today. Someone attacked the execution ground, and I pinned the Imperial Army soldier to the ground, shielding him with my own body. The Imperial Army trusts me a lot now and has appointed me as the captain of the puppet army."

"..." Old Yang.

He Dajun seemed completely unaware of Lao Yang's identity and was already smug.

"The Imperial Army has now ordered me to assemble a force of five hundred men. Just think about it, five hundred men, all under my command. This is a testament to the Imperial Army's trust in me!"

He spoke with great enthusiasm, his spittle even splattering onto Old Yang's face.

Old Yang, who was changing his dressing, didn't stop working. While cutting open the old bandage with scissors, he muttered, "Mr. He is truly blessed with good fortune and a long life."

He Dajun continued boasting, "My team is about to be assembled, and we're short-handed right now. Old Yang, let me tell you, what kind of future is running a pharmacy? With all this war and chaos, who has the money to buy medicine? Why not work for me, serve the Imperial Army, and live a life of luxury?"

Old Yang paused for a moment, his expression froze for half a second, and then immediately returned to normal.

He kept his head down and continued cleaning He Dajun's wound, saying, "Mr. He, you flatter me. All I can do is dispense medicine; I can't do anything else. I might as well just stay here at this pharmacy."

He Dajun immediately hardened his expression, his tone turning colder: "Boss Yang, you're unwilling to join the puppet army. You're unwilling to serve the Imperial Army. I can arrest you right now; you look like a resistance fighter."

Looking at He Dajun, that traitorous dog, Old Yang couldn't help but want to curse.

But when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head, so he could only say, "Mr. He, you are now working for you."

[Ding, Yang Yuehua has broken through the defense, granting the host 2 points for breaking through the defense to eliminate ghosts]

He Dajun thought it made sense, patted his head, and said, "That makes sense."

He then said, "Boss Yang, you don't have to join the puppet army, but you have to pay me. Five hundred yuan."

Old Yang was so angry he almost smashed the medicine bottle on the ground. Five hundred yuan? Do you know what five hundred yuan means these days?

A bag of flour only costs two yuan, so five hundred yuan is enough to buy two hundred and fifty bags of flour! This isn't a donation, it's outright robbery!

But he dared not get angry, dared not reveal his identity, and forced a smile on his face.

He gritted his teeth, his voice tinged with pleading, "Mr. He, five hundred yuan is too much. My pharmacy is closed, I haven't had a single customer, I really can't afford it. One hundred, how about that?"

"Four hundred and fifty." He Dajun's tone left no room for negotiation.

Old Yang's lips twitched, his back teeth almost grinding to powder, and finally he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Okay, two hundred yuan, it really is two hundred yuan. Nobody in my pharmacy is seeing patients anymore, Mr. He."

"Three hundred and fifty!" He Dajun lowered the price slightly.

Old Yang thought for a moment and then said, "Three hundred and fifty it is. Mr. He, please wait while I go get it."

As he turned and walked toward the counter, he secretly glanced at Bai Ling.

[Ding, Yang Yuehua has broken through the defense, granting the host 3 points for breaking through the defense to eliminate ghosts]

Bai Ling stood behind He Dajun, her expression indifferent, not even glancing at Lao Yang.

It's as if I don't know this person at all.

Old Yang's heart sank again. Was this Comrade Bai Ling even one of his own? She didn't recognize my hint last time, and today she brought a traitor to my shop to extort money. What was she thinking?

Could it be that she really is just He Dajun's wife and knows nothing about anything?

Old Yang counted out 350 yuan from the drawer behind the counter. The bills were all crumpled and crumpled; it was his reserve money, which he had hidden away for a long time. This was originally intended to be used to fight the Japanese invaders.

When he handed the money to He Dajun, his fingers were trembling, and it was hard to tell whether he was angry or heartbroken.

He Dajun took the money, put it in his pocket, and then looked at Liu Shengyun with that uncomfortable fake smile on his face: "Hey buddy, what's your name?"

Liu Shengyun put down the small copper scale in his hand, stood up and bowed slightly: "Captain He, my name is Liu Sheng."

"Liu Sheng? Alright, Liu Sheng, I'll give you a chance. Join the puppet army and serve the Imperial Army." He Dajun patted his left leg, the bandage still seeping blood, his tone like a general who had just won a battle assigning tasks to his subordinates.

"..." Liu Shengyun.

[Ding! Yagyu Un has broken through the defense, granting the host 10 points for breaking through the demon's defense.]

I think this chapter is incredibly awesome.