I heard Li Hu's voice coming from outside the door: "Report to the scholar, we caught a thief near the wall."
Everyone was curious when they heard this. What kind of thief is bold enough to steal the army's things? Aren't they afraid of death?
Zhou Wen walked out first, and only after listening to Li Hu's explanation did he know what happened.
It turned out that after the troops settled down at the school tonight, Li Hu and his team were on guard duty for the first detachment. However, not long after everyone finally found a room to sleep in, Li Hu and his team discovered that someone had climbed in from the school wall.
You have to know that the brothers in the first team are all veterans. I don't know how someone could get in. It's just curiosity and want to see what the person's intentions are.
The visitor didn't know that his whereabouts had been exposed, so he took advantage of the darkness and reached the place where the ammunition was stored. This man was not picky, he just quietly carried two boxes of bullets and wanted to run away, but Li Hu and his team members stopped him from behind.
Even if the ammunition depot is an important military location, how could someone find it so easily and steal two boxes of it so openly?
The reason is that there are not enough buildings in the school. The equipment, ammunition and materials brought by Zhou Wen and others are too much. If they are all piled up in the house, there will not be enough room for the soldiers. The weather in Shanghai is still very cold in February. How could Zhou Wen let his brothers They slept in the open air, so part of the ammunition could only be temporarily piled in the open space of the school.
Zhou Wen was also planning to make adjustments tomorrow morning and set up some tents on the school playground, but something happened that night.
Zhou Wen smiled bitterly and turned to the others: "We still have too many peaceful days. We only think about our brothers who have been working hard all the way and let them have a good sleep. But we forget that we have entered the battlefield. There is no room for you on the battlefield." Get some sleep and then arrange it calmly. All the arrangements should have been completed before, this is my responsibility."
The eyes of Gao Xiaoshan and the others behind him also became solemn. Yes, they have entered the battlefield. Why do everyone still act according to the original idea? During the previous war in the Central Plains, would the brothers make such mistakes?
Zhou Wen continued: "Speaking of which, I would also like to thank this thief for sounding the alarm for us."
At this time Li Hu said: "Scholar, look at his attire as well as the military."
Zhou Wen felt nervous after hearing this. Apart from the mercenary group, the only people in the army were the 19th Route Army. Don't cause conflicts with friendly forces. He quickly said: "Quickly, bring the people over. You don't have any." Are you going to hurt someone? Forget it, let’s go over there.”
"No, that kid's small body can't withstand our punches. I think he's still a child, so he was just tied up."
A few people came to the playground while talking, and heard a burst of sobbing and crying, mixed with a dialect that no one could understand.
On the ground next to the ammunition pile, he saw a thin soldier who was tied up like a rice dumpling curled up. Zhou Wen could tell by looking at the uniform that it was the uniform of the 19th Route Army.
Hong Youcai, the guard team member, came over and reported to Zhou Wen: "Report to the scholar, we didn't do anything to him. This kid was so frightened that he cried. I couldn't understand what he said, let alone the Japanese who sneaked in. ?”
Zhou Wen was amused for a while. He is a Japanese. He is an authentic Cantonese. He speaks standard Cantonese vernacular. If you don't understand, you are right.
Zhou Wen said with a smile: "He is not Japanese. He speaks Cantonese vernacular. He is indeed a brother of the 19th Route Army."
You must know that the Nineteenth Route Army was originally a part of the Guangdong Army. From the officers to the soldiers, they were basically all from Guangdong, and most of the soldiers could not speak Mandarin.
Zhou Wen's comrades in his previous life were Cantonese, and he learned a lot from them. In addition, he worked as a mercenary in Southeast Asia all year round. At that time, there were many Cantonese expatriates in Southeast Asia, and he also learned the Cantonese vernacular over time.
At this time, I heard the soldier still coming and going, mumbling in Cantonese: "Don't mess with me, I'm from the 19th Route Army, let me go quickly, or there are tens of thousands of us in the 19th Route Army who want to look good to you." "
Although his mouth was still stiff, the fear and uneasiness in his tearful eyes exposed his heart.
Zhou Wen knelt down and took a closer look at the soldier's face. As Li Hu said, he was still a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old.
Zhou Wen smiled and said to him in Cantonese: "People from the 19th Route Army can't come to our place to steal bullets. Stealing things is not a glorious act. Besides, you sneaked out of the military camp in the middle of the night, aren't you afraid of military law?"
Now that he got to the point, the thin soldier was speechless for a long time, and finally lowered his head and cried softly.
Zhou Wen then asked which army he was from. The boy just cried but didn't say anything. He seemed to be scared.
Zhou Wen's head is a little big now. How to deal with it? It’s not easy to handle.
Gao Xiaoshan whispered in Zhou Wen's ear: "Awen, why don't you let him go? He's not stealing anyway, right? It won't be good if it causes conflicts with friendly forces."
Zhou Wen thought for a while, then turned to ask Hong Youcai: "Ah Cai, what kind of bullets did he take in the two boxes?"
Hong Youcai handed over a bayonet, pointed to the ammunition pile next to him and said, "This guy used the bayonet to cut a hole in the covered oilcloth and took two boxes of 11.4 mm bullets."
Zhou Wen took the bayonet and squatted down towards the young man again. The bright bayonet in his hand made the soldier kick his feet in fear and burst into tears.
But he saw Zhou Wen reaching out and picking up the bayonet, and the ropes tied to the young soldier were cut. Only then did he realize that they were here to untie him. He stopped crying and raised his face that was covered with tears and snot. , looked at Zhou Wen in confusion.
Zhou Wen then signaled Hong Youcai to take out the towel from his backpack, took it and handed it to the young man. He smiled and said in Cantonese: "Wipe it quickly, your face is like a map. Don't worry, we won't hurt you."
The young soldier sheepishly wiped his face with a towel. His face became much cleaner instantly, but the black and white patches on the white towel really turned into a map.
The boy took the towel and wanted to return it, but he felt a little embarrassed that he had soiled it. He was at a loss and didn't know what to do.
Zhou Wen smiled and stretched out his hand to pull him up from the ground, patted the dust on his body and said, "I'll give you the towel. Just go back and wash it yourself. But I wonder how you can take an 11.4 mm caliber bullet. You guys It seems that the 19th Route Army does not have weapons of this caliber, do you want to sell them?"
The young man was infected by Zhou Wen's kind and friendly attitude, and he was no longer afraid. He lowered his head and said calmly: "I'm not going to sell, but our company is going to the battlefield tomorrow. I heard from the squad leader that there are not enough bullets, so I...I Just... I haven't been in the army for a long time, and I don't know what caliber bullets are, so I just thought that as long as I have bullets, the squad leader and the others can beat the Japanese."
