The next day.
Saburo Aoki got up early in the morning, and he was in a good mood. He was about to arrange for his soldiers to hang the sixteen corpses brought back last night outside the town.
This was the glory of killing Eighth Route Army yesterday. If he didn't show it, how could he show that he had good command?
Recently, the Eighth Route Army snipers have been carrying out sneak attacks, and many officers on the Imperial side have been killed.
There is a vacancy in the position. Maybe you can get promoted to one or two through your achievements in wiping out the Eighth Route Army this time.
Just as he was thinking happily, a Japanese soldier who was responsible for guarding the sixteen Eighth Route Army corpses suddenly returned with a panicked expression and whispered a few words into Saburo Aoki's ear.
"Nani?"
Saburo Aoki panicked, and was shocked. He quickly asked the soldiers to lead the way, and the two of them rushed to the temporary morgue. As expected, Saburo Aoki saw the corpses whose pants had been removed, revealing pieces of crotch cloth.
This crotch cloth is what the Imperial people like to wear. When did the Eighth Route Army learn this style?
Somewhat confused!
But Saburo Aoki never wanted to believe that those he killed would be imperial soldiers.
On the other side, Hiramatsu Shigeo, the leader of the advance team responsible for testing Chenjia Village, returned to the county seat with eyes spitting fire with anger.
The loss was huge this time, and the loss was at the hands of one of our own men, the idiot from the Empire who led the team yesterday!
The plan to disguise themselves as the Eighth Route Army to test the villages also fell short.
After returning to Yangquan with the advance team that had been severely damaged by him, Hiramatsu Shigeo was so angry that he complained to the Japanese captain Nakahara Joio who was stationed in Yangquan.
After the Japanese captain Zhongyuan Zhangxiong learned the news, he immediately contacted the Tangyuan Town headquarters.
After learning the news, the Japanese supreme commander Captain Iji Mayichi, who was stationed in Yuhara Town, recalled Saburo Aoki and cursed him.
Saburo Aoki was a little aggrieved when he learned the whole story, "Your Excellency, squadron leader, they are all wearing Eighth Route Army clothes, and the villagers suddenly came to announce the news. How did I know that they were actually members of the advancing team?"
Inoji Ma scolded: "After the battle started, you didn't ask the person on the other side who he was?"
The situation was so urgent at that time, who had time to ask the identity of the person opposite?
When encountering a team wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms, before opening fire, do you have to ask: Hey, are you the Eighth Route Army?
Of course, Saburo Aoki didn't dare to say these words, he just lowered his head and took the initiative to admit his mistake. .
Saburo Aoki of the advancing team doesn't think highly of him.
In Saburo Aoki's view, these guys did not dare to confront the Eighth Route Army head-on, but they imitated those traitorous spies and engaged in disguised infiltration. This was a disgrace to the Japanese Empire and the dignity of a samurai.
In fact, Inoji Asa's attitude toward the advancing team is similar to Saburo Aoki's.
Seeing Saburo Aoki lowering his head to admit his mistake, Ijima finished his scolding and said with relief: "Aoki-kun, since it has already happened, there is no point in regretting it. It is better to give up the merit.
As for the advance team, His Excellency the captain has spoken for you and saved you. Otherwise, the damage you caused to those guys this time would not be an exaggeration even if you commit suicide by caesarean section. "
"Hi, thank you, Your Excellency, the Captain, thank you, Your Excellency, the Squadron Leader!" Saburo Aoki quickly thanked him.
Inoji Ma sighed and said: "Forget it, Mr. Aoki, please be cautious next time you encounter something like this. It's best to explore the other party's true identity before taking action."
"Recently, the advance team will infiltrate the surrounding areas of the Eighth Route Army base, and we will inevitably encounter them."
"Hi!"
"By the way, how did the villagers of Chenjia Village perform during this battle? Are there any suspicions of Chenjia Village being a liaison with the Eighth Route Army?"
Saburo Aoki hesitated for a moment. He thought about the time when the villagers complained and he led the team to Chenjia Village.
The old village chief and his entourage had been urging him to launch an attack, and even arrangements had been made in advance for those Eighth Route Army members to escape from the backyard.
Did those villagers do it on purpose?
No... Saburo Aoki shook his head in his heart, and quickly denied this conjecture. The villagers only thought that it was the Eighth Route Army. It was said that they entertained them with delicious food and drinks, and after stabilizing the Eighth Route Army, they secretly rushed to Tangyuan. Report to the town.
At the end of the battle, the old village chief also stated that whenever he encountered the Eighth Route Army in the future, he would inform Saburo Aoki immediately.
Even the reward for tipping off the information to the villagers in Chenjia Village, Saburo Aoki has been generously given out.
Thinking of this, Saburo Aoki had the answer, "No, Your Excellency, Squadron Leader, the villagers of Chenjia Village took the initiative to report the situation of the Eighth Route Army, and there should be no collusion with the Eighth Route Army."
"Really?" Jingci Ma asked in return, but he didn't want to seek an answer. He continued: "Judging from this incident, we can't tell whether the villagers of Chenjia Village have colluded with the Eighth Route Army, but we still We can’t take it lightly, let’s continue testing and testing.”
Saburo Aoki asked doubtfully: "How to test?"
Jingci Ma said: "For grain collection, Chenjia Village has had no reason to collect grain for a while. Let the grain collection team hurry up and let the people of Chenjia Village pay the tax."
"Hi!" Saburo Aoki responded.
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afternoon.
The Japs' grain collection team, mostly composed of traitors, rushed to Chenjiazhuang, found the old village chief, and collected tax grains.
It's a troubled time during the war. Just yesterday we arrested a group of fake Eighth Route Army soldiers, and now they're here to collect food.
The old village chief secretly considered countermeasures in his heart, and on the surface he took the initiative to flatter him with a smile on his face, "Boss, no, you also know this situation. Our village only paid taxes and grains once in the first half of the year, why do we need to collect grains again?" ?”
The traitor leader of the grain collection team put on a stinky face and snorted: "Then I have no control over it. The order to collect grain was given by the imperial army. Maybe it was due to an increase in taxes. In short, you give me the grain." Just come up."
Recently, the Japanese have been pretending to implement policies that are close to the people. Compared with the previous methods of collecting food, the method of collecting food this time by the food collection team is slightly gentler, and they did not directly express their intention to grab it by force.
The old village chief thought that this batch of food could not be saved, so he smiled and said: "Boss, please tell Taijun that we must pay for the food, but we can't take out such a large amount of food at once. , you have to give us a week so that I can mobilize the villagers and raise funds properly, right?"
The traitor said something in the ear of the Japs on the side. The Japs nodded. The traitor turned around and said, "Three days, I can only give you three days. Old village chief, your Chenjia Village always follows the schedule." Those who pay taxes and grain are good citizens in the eyes of the Imperial Army, so don’t let down the Imperial Army’s expectations of you.”
"Of course, that's for sure!" the old village chief laughed along with him.
The Japanese and puppet troops in the food requisition team then walked away.
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As soon as the Japanese and puppet troops left, there was a lot of curses in the village.
The old village chief and some villagers in the village gathered together to discuss the matter.
It should be said that Chenjiacun had indeed paid taxes and grain to the Japanese on time without any other choice.
But since the armed workers team arrived here, the old village chief and the villagers, who understand the righteousness well, said:
From now on, it will be for the comrades of the Eighth Route Army. If there is food, it will also be raised for the comrades of the Eighth Route Army to fight against Japan.
The Independent Regiment led by Commander Kong has won many battles and killed many Japanese and traitors! He has already gained a reputation.
"We have raised some food, but that is anti-Japanese food for the Eighth Route Army comrades. How can we give it to the little devils?"
"That is, from now on, no little devil can get a hold of our food."
Several highly respected villagers in the village were talking to each other one by one.
The old village chief said: "Food cannot be given to the Japs, but we have to find a clever way to send this food to the Eighth Route Army comrades indirectly without letting the Japs have any second thoughts."
The eyes of several villagers immediately gathered towards the old village chief.
"Village Chief, do you have another idea?"
The old village chief, who was already over fifty years old, touched his gray beard that he had grown for a long time and said with a smile: "It's very simple, like this, like this..."
Three days later.
The grain collection team arrived as scheduled, and the old village chief also asked the people to pile up the collected grain on the rice field as promised.
The taxes paid by the Japanese have always been high. Most of the crops grown by the common people in the farmland went into the pockets of the Japanese. This time, the taxes collected were quite large, and the grains packed in sacks piled up into a small mountain.
The grain collection team composed of Japanese and puppet troops came here this time with fifty or sixty people driving seven or eight carriages.
After entering the village, they saw bags of grain piled up on the rice fields. The Japanese and traitor leaders had smiles on their faces. While loudly praising Chenjia Village as good people, they set about arranging the Japanese and puppet troops. Soldiers loaded grain into trucks.
The old village chief also called on the villagers to help load the cars. The Japanese team leader was more and more impressed by the simple folk customs of Chenjia Village.
Unexpectedly, the grain had just been loaded into the truck, and the Japanese grain collection team used donkey-drawn carts to transport the grain, but it had not yet reached the entrance of the village!
Suddenly gunfire rang out.
The gunfire rang out from the village head area. Suddenly, a large number of soldiers wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms poured out from all directions. When they saw the Japanese or puppet soldiers, they raised their guns and shot.
Someone from the Eighth Route Army camp shouted, "Captain, the Japs are indeed here to bring food. Let's follow the Japs' carriage here. We were right."
When the two sides exchanged fire, the old village chief had already arranged for the villagers to quietly leave the village and rush to the direction of Tangyuan Town to report the situation.
Of course, the speed must be measured, and the comrades of the Eighth Route Army must ensure that the Japanese and puppet soldiers in the food requisition team are almost dealt with, and then slowly arrive with the Japanese reinforcements in the town.
The few villagers who came to report this kind of thing were already familiar with the road, and they would stop and smoke for a while on the road.
One of the villagers was still thinking about what he would give his mother-in-law after receiving the reward from the Japanese after tipping off the news!
In this way, when the two villagers followed the Japanese reinforcements from Tangyuan Town and rushed to Chenjia Village, there were only the last patter of gunfire left in Chenjia Village.
This time, it was the Japanese squad leader Saburo Aoki who led the reinforcements. When Saburo Aoki led the team into the village, some Japanese and puppet soldiers who were lucky enough to survive hiding in the cottages came over in embarrassment.
The old village elder saw Saburo Aoki and trotted over quickly, with sadness on his face. When he opened his mouth, he spoke sadly:
"Taijun Aoki, you are finally here. These damned people have taken away all the taxes and grain that the villagers had saved for the imperial army!"
"Aoki Taijun, the villagers are dying!"
An old man over fifty years old almost wiped his nose and cried beside you. Saburo Aoki didn't know how to deal with it. He casually comforted him, turned to the remaining Japs and puppet troops from the food requisition team, and angrily said: " what happened?"
The Japanese captain of the food requisition team (who was not as good as Saburo Aoki in military rank) quickly replied: "Sir, we just escorted the food, but we were attacked by the Eighth Route Army. The Eighth Route Army's firepower was fierce, and we suffered heavy casualties. They took the opportunity to seize the food." Take away the food."
"Baga, why did the Eighth Route Army suddenly appear? Is it such a coincidence?" Saburo Aoki, who raised doubts, also had some doubts in his heart.
The traitor leader continued: "Taijun, during the battle earlier, I heard the Eighth Route Army over there shouting. They seemed to be following our food collection team all the way here."
"Asshole!" Saburo Aoki yelled, and then asked: "Which direction did Tubalu run from?"
The traitor answered for the first time: "Taijun, he ran away from the mountain road in Houcun."
"Chase!" Saburo Aoki ordered.
The old village chief continued to cry on the side, "These damned Eight Routes! Mr. Aoki, these grains were saved by the villagers for the imperial army when they were hungry. Now they have been robbed by these damned Eight Routes. How can the villagers still live?"
Saburo Aoki frowned and said in relief: "Old village chief, don't worry. The imperial army will take back the food stolen by the Eighth Route Army for you."
"Then we already have all the tax and food..."
"Don't worry, you have already handed it over."
"Thank you Taijun, thank you Taijun Aoki!" The old village chief thanked him quickly.
Saburo Aoki ignored the villagers, turned around and led his team towards the back village to chase the Eighth Route Army troops who had stolen the food.
Looking at the Japanese and puppet troops arriving and leaving in a hurry.
The old village chief calmed down, put away his original sadness, and smiled at the villagers beside him: "You see, the anti-Japanese rations we collected for the comrades of the Eighth Route Army will be sent out now?"
The surrounding villagers all showed smiles. As they matured with age, the old village chief had his tricks up his sleeve.
As for why the Eighth Route Army team suddenly appeared here, they also happened to steal the tax grain that the Japanese grain collection team had just received.
Naturally, it wasn't because the Eighth Route Army had extensive intelligence and followed the Japanese and puppet army's food collection team.
The battlefield behind enemy lines was so vast, and the Japanese food collection teams set out at random. There were traffic arteries along the way, and there were Japanese strongholds and gun towers guarding them. Where could the Eighth Route Army get news?
Naturally, the old village chief deliberately asked for three days as a delay, and then secretly notified the armed workers team. The armed workers team contacted some combat troops to prepare in advance, and then rushed to the time and cooperated with the old village chief and his entourage to perform a performance. After a scene, they successfully snatched away the tax grain originally given to the Japanese...
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