It was surprisingly quiet throughout the day.
The enemy didn't fire a single shot.
I don't know what conspiracy was brewing.
In the direction of Langtaosha, three cannons were fired in succession.
This was a signal that Tang Zihong had made an appointment with Xiao Ming, meaning to ask him how the situation was here.
Xiao Ming fired another red flare to indicate that everything was normal.
That night, Cuban Zai brought several militiamen and came to see Xiao Ming carrying the prepared tool.
It turned out to be a giant slingshot made of steel.
Xiao Ming immediately understood that this slingshot could launch the messenger wearing a glider into the air and fly over the enemy's defense line.
He clapped his hands excitedly: "Cuba, do you have a suitable messenger?"
Originally, Xiao Ming himself was the most suitable, but he didn't want to leave Wan Rui's mother and daughter again, and his duty as commander also gave him an excuse not to go.
"I'll do it," Cuban boy eagerly volunteered.
Xiao Ming slightly hesitated and did not want to let this black brother take risks, so he found a reason to refuse: "Brother, you are my right-hand man, you can't leave.
Moreover, you are not a local, you are not familiar with the terrain, and you can be easily identified by the enemy.
It's better to pick one from the militia."
Cuban Zai bared his white teeth and insisted: "Every militia squad leader is a good person and can carry out all orders well.
I left without any hindrance.
It was only a few kilometers away.
How could I get lost and walk at night?
I This black head and black face is a natural protective color.
Besides, the militiamen will not be able to master field skills such as gliding and building rafts. " Xiao Ming heard the last one and was convinced.
You can't carry too much weight when gliding in the air, and you can't carry it in a kayak.
You have to build a raft to cross the sea to reach Langtaosha, and you can only let Guba Zai go.
Cuban Zai brought the letter written by Wan Ruo and the golden knife on his back as a token.
Xiao Ming followed several militiamen and carried the slingshot to a dilapidated third floor in the open air.
With the Japs' searchlight overhead and the surrounding buildings in ruins, Cuban put on his glider and hugged Xiao Ming: "Brother, wait for my good news."
But seeing the two corners of the giant slingshot dragging thick elastic rubber bands, the Cuban boys sat in the elastic bag in the middle of the rubber bands.
Two militiamen stabilized the bow frame, and the other three people pulled with their hands, leaning back and using all their strength.
With Xiao Ming's help, the rubber band can be stretched.
Cuban Zai gave the order: "Launch" With a whoosh, he shot high into the sky like an arrow from the string.
In the light of the searchlight, he spread out his limbs and turned into a big bird, flying towards the waves.
Xiao Ming watched Cuban Zai disappear into the night, feeling relieved.
When he returned to his residence, a woman was looking after her daughter.
He Yuan led him to a basement.
It turned out that Wanruo had summoned all the militia squad leaders and directors of various underground shelters, all gathered together, just waiting for Xiao Ming to hold a pre-war mobilization meeting.
One hundred squad leaders and dozens of directors sat around a large bonfire, and the atmosphere was fiery.
As the mayor, Wanruo stood up first, her hoarse voice returned to normal, and she made an opening statement with her magnetic and beautiful voice.
It was the first time that Xiao Ming saw her speaking on such a big occasion.
She was organized, concise and concise, and her momentum was not inferior to that of Rose.
Unexpectedly, his two wives have become unique figures.
Times make heroes.
Who says women are inferior to men?
When everyone heard that there was going to be a decisive battle with the Japs, everyone was excited and their morale was high.
Only Xiao Ming and Wanruo knew clearly that Tang Zihong's troops had limited power, and it was actually the soldiers and civilians in Chinatown who played the decisive role.
Next it was Xiao Ming's turn to speak.
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He knew that he had not yet fully integrated into the group.
In order to avoid talking on paper, he used a clever method to brainstorm and let each squad leader speak enthusiastically and put forward his own ideas, and then let each director also join in. discussion to maximize the effectiveness of military-civilian cooperation.
As if there is a tact between the two minds, while listening attentively, taking notes with a pen to prevent omissions.
Xiao Ming listened for a long time and had a general idea in his mind.
He put forward some specific requirements for each class and department and the work to be completed in the past two days, but he did not put forward a clear combat deployment.
The pre-war mobilization meeting was over, and it was almost midnight.
The young couple were quite satisfied with the outcome of the meeting and became more confident.
Back at the residence, my daughter was sleeping soundly.
The tent was bright and bright.
It turned out that there was a large fire pot on the ground, which was burning brightly, and there was a bucket of hot water on it.
Xiao Ming discovered that the bed had become wider and there was an extra quilt, which was obviously prepared for him.
"Brother, you've worked hard today."
Wanruo handed him a hot towel to wipe his face, and then brought a basin of hot water to wash his feet.
He suddenly changed from a mayor loved by the military and civilians to a gentle little wife.
People feel refreshed during happy events.
With Xiao Ming's arrival, her condition has improved significantly, as evidenced by the recovery of her vocal cords.
Xiao Ming soaked his feet in the hot water and felt that every pore in his body felt comfortable.
In such a difficult environment, it was nothing short of a luxurious enjoyment.
"You go to bed with your daughter first, and I'll come right after you take a shower."
Wanruo's little face was red, as if she was hinting at something.
Xiao Ming responded happily, took off his clothes and went to bed, sleeping on the outside.
Looking at his daughter's sweet sleeping state, he laughed from the bottom of his heart.
He suddenly understood how his father always looked at him and smiled when he was a child every night.
There was a sound of water rushing behind him, as if it was scrubbing his body, and it made his mind wander.
Wan Ruo got into bed and got directly into his bed, wearing only thin pajamas.
Although there was a brazier, the temperature was still very cold, and she was shivering all over.
He held her in his arms distressedly: "Sister, be careful not to catch a cold."
"Brother, you feel so warm, hold me tight."
She pressed close to him and let out a long sigh of contentment.
After more than a year, the two finally slept together again.
However, such a sweet moment may only last a few days.
Speaking of which, although he and she are the first man and the first woman in their respective lives, and have the fruit of love, they have never lived a normal married life for a day.
It has to be said that a matchmaker like Xiao Ming and Mei Mei are getting married. , it’s a pity Xiao Ming felt guilty in his heart, wondering if there was any chance he could make it up to her.
At this moment, he just wanted to have her again, even in such an environment, even if it was so inappropriate.
"Sister, you are so beautiful."
He leaned on the pillow and looked at her tenderly, smelling the familiar fresh body odor, and a long-lost impulse gradually emanated from his body.
"Don't look at others."
She lowered her eyelids shyly, her starry eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, full of affection.
"Sister, I love you."
He couldn't help it anymore and said these three long-lost words.
"Brother, I love you too."
She blushed, couldn't help but raise her face, and took the initiative to pout.
The long-suppressed love surged out, and he kissed her.
At the same time, one hand got into her pajamas and touched the smooth and tender skin.
Her body tensed up, her face was full of fever, and she nudged her side with her pointed chin, signaling him not to disturb her daughter.
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"Sister, let's be gentle, I will be very careful."
His hands began to caress her body, and wherever he passed, she got goosebumps in embarrassment, as if it was the first time.
"Good brother" She closed her eyes with infinite shyness and took off all her clothes.
"Good sister."
He stood up and pressed on her carefully.
I don’t know how long it took, but he said in a trembling tone as if he was talking in his sleep: "Brother, everything is so beautiful, like a dream."
Xiao Ming gasped slightly: "I also hope it is a dream.
It is best not to wake up in my life.
But, I don't believe that God will favor me like this."
Yes, God would not favor Xiao Ming like this.
After giving him an extremely sweet night, he gave him a fatal blow.
The next day, the couple had just finished breakfast when He Yuan hurried in with a serious look on his face: "Mayor, Commander Cuba Zai was caught by a kid."
"Ah" Xiao Ming was shocked, as if he had received a heavy hammer on his chest.
Xiao Ming and Wanruo rushed to the defense line south of Chinatown anxiously, entered an observation post, and looked through the periscope.
But on the enemy's position, a tall pillar was erected, hanging from it a naked man with black hair and bruises all over his body.
It was suddenly Cuban Zai.
He is still alive, cursing loudly in English and Chinese, and the wind blows: "fuck you stupid little devil" Xiao Ming's body trembled violently.
Cuban Zai was obviously captured at night.
He and Tang Zihong should not have made contact yet, which would completely disrupt his planned plan.
What's even more terrible is that if that letter falls into the hands of the enemy, it will expose Xiao Ming's intention for a decisive battle and the true situation in Chinatown.
The little devil will definitely take full precautions and make effective responses.
Wan Ruocheng held his hand and signaled him to calm down.
After the Cuban scolded for a while, the little devil finally responded.
A man's voice rang out from the loudspeaker, speaking fluent Chinese, and shouted to Chinatown: "Fathers and fellow villagers, I am Kameda from the Black Dragon Association.
The deputy leader comes with the sacred mission of the Sun Nation to establish a Southeast Asian Co-Prosperity Sphere. , but your Mayor Li doesn’t know how to praise, and he puts you in dire straits.
I feel deeply sad that we are from the same roots, why are we so anxious?
Last night, our patrol team captured a nigger, and it was you who sent him out.
Ask for help, why bother?
Your compatriots outside are dancing every day, eating well, and wearing good clothes."
Xiao Ming couldn't bear to hear it and asked around: "Do you have a speaker?
Give me one?"
The sentry immediately took out a portable speaker, which was used for communication in the underground tunnel.
He never expected to put it to use.
Xiao Ming grabbed the loudspeaker and yelled: "The bastard little devils and the bastard Kameda Oogway are from the same roots as you.
You are a bunch of Japanese beasts and your end is coming soon."
Cuban Tsai heard clearly and shouted: "Brother Xiao Ming, don't worry, I ate that letter.
The little devil can't get anything from me."
Kameda laughed sinisterly: "Nigger, it turns out you still have a letter on your body.
Do you really think I can't get anything?
Put him down?"
Xiao Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that something was wrong: