Two days later, the Zhongyi Hall of Heiyun Village.
There are "all kinds" of little bosses gathered here, and Xie Baoqing is sitting in the middle of the hall with a golden sword, flanked by the unhappy Shanmaozi and the calm Gao Jianwu.
Originally, this hall where bandits held meetings, drinks and parties was called Juyi Hall.
According to the words of the master back then, Juyi Hall is based on righteousness, and gathering is just a verb. The name was given to declare that the essence of Heiyun Village is that everyone relies on loyalty to stay together.
But Zhongyi Tang’s reputation suddenly rose, which told everyone present that their cottage was mainly loyal to the country’s justice. And although the word "Ju" has been removed, it does not affect the expression.
Xie Baoqing held a banquet here today. In addition to helping his two brothers resolve conflicts, he also wanted to announce a major event to his minions.
That is, starting from today, the strategic direction of Heiyun Village will completely change, from the former bandit hilltop to an armed organization that is about to be ordered by the Eighth Route Army.
After everyone arrived, the leader stood up and looked at everyone with a smile on his face and said:
"Brothers of Heiyun Village! From today on, we are the Eighth Route Army! Some people may ask me why I have to wrong myself, but what I want to say is that you should have a longer-term perspective in life."
"Although we have to abide by the rules on the Eighth Route Army, we can still rob! But we are robbing Japanese people! We are doing things "under orders", and we can say goodbye to the days of fear!"
"If any brother is unwilling to come with me, I can pay you a resettlement fee. After all, even if I become the Eighth Route Army, I will still be your big brother!"
I have to say that Xie Baoqing's speaking skills are still quite good. Although he has never read a book, he is very good at winning people's hearts.
These bandits, whose hands were stained with the blood of the common people, heard that their eldest brother was going to take the village to join the Eighth Route Army, but only a few of them were ready to go down the mountain out of fear.
The bandits who had taken the settlement money and were about to leave ran away with their tails between their legs amid the cheers and boos of the rest of the group.
The current scene makes Xie Baoqing very satisfied. Only one in ten people is unwilling to follow him. This number is much better than expected.
The bandit leader waved, and a few cronies walked in carrying something that looked like a plaque.
Under the expectant eyes of the minions, Xie Baoqing lifted the red cloth on the plaque. The big characters above are the First Independent Brigade of the Independent Regiment.
"Have you seen this sign? I will ask the brothers to hang it on the mountain gate in a moment! Let Political Commissar Li see our sincerity."
"By the way, let me emphasize one more thing! From now on, the title of brothers must be changed to comrades!"
"If anyone lets me find him barking, I'll take him out and feed him to the dogs!"
Seeing Xie Baoqing scolding Fang Qiu, Gao Jianwu felt like he was about to have a split personality. If this was in a safe place, he would have laughed heartily.
But now that I am inside the enemy, I can only keep telling myself in my heart. People who have received professional training will not laugh out loud, and they must endure it even if they can't help it.
Feeling that the atmosphere was about the same now, Gao Jianwu stood up from his seat.
He pushed his arms forward so that they were parallel to the ground, spread the fingers of his hands and rotated 180 degrees using the force of his wrists, perfectly replicating Lao Xing's signature movement, signaling to the brothers to keep quiet.
When everyone's eyes were focused on Gao Jianwu, he picked up a bowl of wine and said to everyone:
"Comrades should know that there was some unpleasantness between me and my second brother a few days ago, which destroyed everyone's unity. I'm here to give you a bowl and make amends for everyone."
Then Gao Jianwu picked up another bowl of wine and looked at Shanmaozi. At Xie Baoqing's signal, the other party also picked up the bowl and stood up.
"Second brother! What happened that day was my fault. From now on, we will be the Eighth Route Army. We cannot let outsiders see our jokes after we join the new forces."
"I, my brother, will keep you company today, I, Gao Jianwu, swear! After today, if you have any conflicts with me, I will chop off two of my fingers to apologize to you."
Looking at the man in front of him who exuded the aura of a bastard, the uneducated Shanmaozi intuitively felt that his whole body was ignited with passion. He even forgot that he should drink the bowl of wine first.
"My brother is out of touch when he says this. There is something wrong with me as a brother, so I will drink this bowl of wine first!"
Xie Baoqing looked at the two "brothers" who were like brothers and he also stood up with a drink in his hand. Today is a double happiness, which makes it almost impossible for the boss who used to have to take care of himself to maintain his personality.
The boss drank the wine in the glass in one breath and slammed the bowl to the ground.
"Comrades! I won't stop until I get drunk today! No one can go back standing!"
The atmosphere of the party reached a climax in an instant. Everyone present, regardless of seniority, was looking for someone to share a drink with. Gao Jianwu became the target of the fire, and people surrounded him three times inside and three times outside.
The third master, who had only joined for a few months, had gained the loyalty of all the minions from this moment on.
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At half past ten that night, the moon was dark and the wind was high.
It seemed like there had just been a big battle near the Zhongyi Hall in Heiyun Village. "Bodies" can be seen everywhere here, and the whole place is filled with the fishy smell of vomit.
Gao Jianwu slowly got up from the ground. He looked at the drunken bandits around him and showed a satisfied smile. He took out two packs of cigarettes from his pocket and opened the unmarked pack.
Then he gathered some relatively clean food from the table and took these things to the mountain gate of Heiyun Village. There are still a dozen minions standing guard there, serving as the final warning here.
The bandits who were still on duty showed grateful expressions when they saw Gao Jianwu visiting the class with food. If they were NPCs in the game, their favorability would definitely be +1.
"Comrades, thank you for your hard work. I brought you some midnight snacks. Although you can't drink, let's all eat something."
He distributed the food in his hand to the bandits present one by one, and also gave each smoker a cigarette. For these dry cigarette smokers, Japanese cigarettes are something they may not even have during the Chinese New Year.
There are not even cigarette butts these days, so there is no chance to pick them up.
After only five minutes, these minions all fell to the ground. Especially those who smoke and spit, they are like dead pigs.
It's a well-known fact that you can't trust anything handed to you by the head agent. In order to be kind to every "brother", there is sweat medicine in both cigarettes and food.
As the saying goes, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected. These Mongolian sweat medicines are Shanmaozi's private possession, and only the victim knows how effective they are.
Gao Jianwu, who was as steady as an old dog, pulled out the dagger from his waist, covered the mouths of the bandits and cut their throats one by one. The blood soon spread all over the ground.
After finishing this, the agent leader clapped his hands, wiped his dagger with the dead man's clothes, and then came to the mountain gate of Heiyun Village.
Gao Jianwu, who had not encountered any problems from the first day undercover until now, felt a little bit pained at this time.
This door has become extremely thick after many reinforcements. Even if there is nothing behind the door, it usually takes three people to work together to open it.
Even he couldn't do anything. It was like a weasel biting a turtle and he couldn't eat it. What's more, he drank a lot today. In the end, Gao Jianwu used all his strength to open the door just a small crack.
After doing all this, he collapsed behind the door. Just as he was about to rest, he suddenly heard a rustling sound.
The agent leader, who has always been on the line between life and death, knew immediately that someone was coming, and there were quite a few of them.
For Lian Tateshan, the commando captain of the independent regiment, today's operation went as smoothly as a dream.
When the two hundred of them first arrived at Heiyun Village, they could still see a dozen patrolling bandits on the wall. But before they could discuss countermeasures, those people suddenly disappeared.
After waiting for more than ten minutes, no one showed up. Based on what the team leader said, they guessed that it was the internal agent who had exerted his strength.
Just when everyone was about to act according to the original plan, a soldier suddenly heard someone speaking. Because his voice was a little low, he thought he was a comrade.
But after looking around for a week, he couldn't find the source of the sound. He immediately reported the incident to Lian Lishan, who was about to go up the wall.
Everyone followed the sound carefully and found a hand stretched out from the door of the cottage.
"Are you a comrade from the Independent Regiment? Help me, help me, I'm trapped!"
After the soldiers carefully pushed the door open, they saw a somewhat careless man smelling of alcohol. The man reluctantly saluted and said:
"I am Gao Jianwu from the Intelligence Department of the 386th Brigade. All the bandits in Heiyun Village are drunk now."
"But I suggest that you divide a few people into the back mountain to guard him. Based on my understanding of Xie Baoqing, he may escape from the back mountain."
Lian Lishan returned a military salute and sent a squad of soldiers to the back mountain to intercept them according to the other party's instructions.
The soldiers followed Gao Jianwu silently towards the Zhongyi Hall, but at this moment, a minion woke up and was about to go to the toilet, and bumped into them.
Seeing that the man was heavily armed and wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army, the bandit immediately shouted and warned his brothers who were like dead pigs.
Upon seeing this, Lian Lishan immediately ordered a strong attack. After killing the short-lived ghost with one shot, the soldiers launched a collective charge. The distance of more than 200 meters passed in an instant, and even if the bandits discovered that they were being attacked, they would not be able to react.
And because they were here to attend the banquet today, most of them did not carry weapons. This sporadic resistance had very limited effect, and only one soldier was hit in the thigh.
Soon all the bandits present were captured. They squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands like eggplants beaten by frost. Until now, many people still haven't realized what happened and don't understand why they were beaten by friendly forces.
Poor Xie Baoqing was immersed in beautiful fantasy one second, and fell back to tragic reality the next second.
Seeing familiar faces in the Eighth Route Army, he rushed over like crazy, but was soon knocked to the ground by two soldiers.
"You traitor! How dare you betray me! Did you lead the Eighth Route Army here?"
Gao Jianwu was originally a little embarrassed because his arm was caught in the door.
But after hearing Xie Baoqing's voice, he straightened his silk jacket and adjusted the hat he got from somewhere.
Then he walked out of the crowd with a cigarette in his mouth. He didn't look like a good person.
"It's me!"
Captain, don't shoot!
(End of chapter)
