As the night fades and dawn comes, the beautiful Zhangzhou surrounded by Jiulong River is still immersed in a quiet and peaceful state.

At this time, a roar of the engine came, and more than ten small black dots suddenly appeared in the distant sky. As it got closer, more than a dozen Japanese planes painted with sun flags appeared in the sky.

The huge roar of the plane made the quiet city quiet from its sleep. A sharp air defense alarm sounded in the city of Zhangzhou. Then someone ran on the street and shouted "Enemy plane is here, enemy plane is here." The quiet street center

The area suddenly became chaotic.

Amid the shrill alarm, more than ten enemy planes formed a triangular battle formation that had flew over the city of Zhangzhou, dropping bombs one after another at a time on this city that had not yet woken up. Suddenly, the airport in Zhangzhou was flying.

Longyan Camp, Shangshang, Park, Tingguandao and other places were bombarded by enemy planes. Amid the explosions, the houses collapsed, and there were fires and smoke everywhere. People fled with their heads.

Countless people killed by the bomb were killed and injured, and there were wailing everywhere, and the miserable scene was everywhere.

In the streets in the city center, a middle-aged man emerged from the ruins, grabbed the camera and bravely shot the Japanese military aircraft that dropped bombs, and quickly pressed the shutter towards the scene of the brutal explosion.

At this time, an airplane spiraled and dived. The middle-aged man not only did not dodge, but also picked up his camera and took pictures of the enemy plane that was sweeping in front of him...

The Japanese army on the plane discovered the middle-aged man who was secretly photographed, dived towards him, and fired violently at him with a machine gun. He flexibly dodged the bullets, and the machine guns swept to the ground, splashing smoke and dust. The enemy planes were from the top of their heads.

Flying over, hovering for a week, then flew towards the middle-aged man, and firing a machine gun at the same time.

During the crisis, a black shadow rushed over and pushed the middle-aged man who was taking the photo to the side. The bullet hit the ruins where the man was standing just now, causing bursts of smoke and dust.

The Japanese planes roared and flew towards the distance.

The man in black turned over and stood up quickly, and the pistol was exposed at his waist. He hurriedly covered the pistol with his clothes.

The middle-aged man slowly got up with the camera in his arms, looked carefully at the person who had just pushed him down, and said in surprise: Why is it you!

Wang Donghai smiled: Why can't it be me? I saved you, but I didn't even give me a thank you.

Ding Mingyi said embarrassedly: I was confused by the fall just now, I was so rude!

Wang Donghai said again: "You just took a photo against the enemy plane and the enemy's machine guns shot at you. It's so dangerous!"

Middle-aged people were angry: These Japanese devils dared to bomb our city in broad daylight. They were too rampant and too arrogant. I want to take pictures and publish them so that the whole Chinese people and the whole world can see them.

acts of aggression and crimes.

"Then you should also pay attention to safety. Don't do it recklessly. Keep the green mountains there and don't be afraid of burning firewood!" Wang Donghai persuaded the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Donghai and said with emotion: Thanks to you in the crisis, I would like to ask you, your surname is your name?

"My name is Wang Donghai, where are you?"

"My name is Ding Mingyi, a reporter from the Minnan Xinbao!" Ding Mingyi answered happily.

"I'm very happy to know you, reporter Ding." Wang Donghai said as he stretched out his right hand.

Ding Mingyi hurriedly held his hand and said happily: It is honored to know Brother Wang, please give me some advice in the future!

Wang Donghai smiled and said, "How dare you? How dare you! You and I will be friends in the future!"

The two of them walked towards an alley.

At this time, many people began to rush into the ruins and rescued the injured and injured compatriots, and the scene was busy.

The next day, due to the bombing of enemy planes on the central street in Zhangzhou, there were many fewer pedestrians on the road, but the people walking were in a hurry.

Several newspaper boys carrying cloth bags stood on the street. They waved the newspapers vigorously and shouted loudly: Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, Japanese planes bombed Zhangzhou City, and the photos taken by Ding Mingyi risked his life to make headlines, sell newspapers, sell newspapers

...

Amid the bustling crowds, several pedestrians stopped and took out money to buy a few "Minnan Xinbao".

Ke Yiming, who was in the crowd, also stopped, took a newspaper from the newspaper boy, and handed over a piece of fiat currency.

Then, he hurried back to his office in the suburbs of Zhangzhou, opened the newspaper and looked carefully, with surprises on his face from time to time.

At this time, Ding Mingyi knocked on the door and walked in.

Ke Yiming stood up and said: Brother Ding, I am looking at the photos you took, and the scene is very shocking. If you dare to take photos against enemy planes, you may be desperate!

"When I saw the Japanese plane invading my Zhangzhou, I was angry and went to meet him regardless of so much. I thought about my life and death." Ding Mingyi scratched his head and said with a little fear.

"The Japanese military aircraft are so powerful that they don't touch a single hair. You guy is so brave and lucky!" Ke Yiming couldn't help but tease him.

"I'm not lucky, but I've met a noble person to help me in time. Alas, if Brother Wang hadn't arrived in time yesterday and pushed me aside in the crisis, I'd probably been shot and corpse on the street.

"What did you say? Wang Donghai saved you?" Ke Yiming asked in surprise:

"Yes!" Ding Mingyi said with gratitude again: "I was busy filming at that time, but the enemy on the enemy plane discovered me and fired at me with a machine gun. The situation was extremely critical at that time. Where am I?

I can take care of it. If Brother Wang hadn't appeared in time and pushed me to the side at risk, the enemy's bullets would pass by me and splashed smoke and dust, it was Brother Wang who saved my life."

"It's really good to be calm when faced with danger, not afraid of life and death, and to help friends, it's really good!" Ke Yiming couldn't help but admire.

After hearing this, Ding Mingyi asked in surprise: "So you know each other!"

"Yes, I met on the train, and he also saved me at that time. Mr. Wang is brave, knowledgeable and righteous. We fell in love with the same thing as before, and became friends." Ke Yiming said.

Ding Mingyi said happily: "Your friends and my friends are so good. I will invite Mr. Wang to a thank-you banquet another day. You will be here to accompany me, how about it!"

Ke Yiming smiled and said, "No problem, we haven't seen each other for a while, and we just happened to talk about the past."

Ding Mingyi said: "Then let's just say a word and see you until you leave."

"Okay, I will see you."

Ke Yiming continued: Reporter Ding, do you still remember that you mentioned Xiangchao Opera Troupe to me."

"Remember, Brother Ke mentioned this matter!" Ding Mingyi asked curiously.

"That's right. Today I walked at the gate of the girls' high school and saw them acting in an anti-Japanese short drama. It was really good. I was so excited at that time that I was so excited and my blood was boiling!"

Ding Mingyi smiled and said: They wrote and acted by themselves, but they actually impressed you, the leader of the group!

"Well, the lines they said are easy to understand, nice and memorable, and can touch people. If you don't believe it, I will act it for you!" Ke Yiming put down the newspaper in his hand and said.

Ding Mingyi smiled and said: OK!

"Then I sing it to you." Ke Yiming stood up, cleared his throat and sang as if he was an actor:

Come, come, come, everyone will move together.

Japan launched a war and the people came to resist.

Brother is the forward, and brother is the backing.

A group of people, join hands.

Hold the knife and shake hands with the gun.

Let the Japanese invaders work together to drive them away, drive them away!

He waved his arms vigorously while singing, which made Ding Mingyi smile.

"Brother Ke is quite alike. In the future, if the troupe is missing, I will ask you, the leader of the group!" Ding Mingyi said with a smile.

Ke Yiming also smiled and said: OK, it’s always available, I’ve been itchy in my heart.

Ding Mingyi continued: In recent days, the members of Xiangchao have been enthusiastic about fighting Japan. They not only perform dramas, music and music arts, and promote anti-Japanese wars in literary and artistic forms, but also organize donations, fundraising and various rescue work from all walks of life. After the bombing of the natural enemy plane,

They rescued more than 100 people in one go.

Ke Yiming sighed and said, "If there were more Xiangchao Opera Troupe and more such members, they would gather powerful forces among the people. However, there are many factions here, fighting openly and secretly, and some important members even for the sake of oneself.

How can we form a joint force to resist foreign invasion by having personal interests with the Japanese, selling drugs, and poisoning the people?

Ding Mingyi nodded after hearing this.

Ke Yiming continued: "The Japanese army's iron mouth and fangs have been armed to our doorstep. Only by the War of Resistance can there be hope. Brother Mingyi, you are doing the right thing. You are so enthusiastic about promoting the anti-Japanese and national salvation proposal, even without hesitation for personal life.

, Recording the evidence of the Japanese army to awaken the general public is a kind-hearted person! Just based on this, your friend Ke has made a decision!"

Ding Mingyi smiled and said: You are not afraid that I am the Communist Party!

Ke Yiming stood up and said excitedly: "People say you are a Communist Party, but I said you are not. Even if you are really a Communist Party, then I am not afraid."
Chapter completed!