After everything was arranged, Tian Sanqi worked hard to stir-fry several large pots of wheat grains. Each team lined up to receive the rice and filled the kettles with water.
Ma Liang, Chen Chong and Li Xiang led the team ahead with guns in hand. Each department arranged liaison soldiers, carrying pistols and riding horses, and led the team to agree on contact information.
The leading soldiers came forward, the reconnaissance team spread out, and the rearguards took equipment. Each led a team with fewer people and more guns, and set off towards their respective target areas.
This is not reconnaissance, it is clearly a small-scale raid!
On the plain, the Japanese took great pains to dig blockade trenches, and there were strongholds and gun towers everywhere. Hu Yi and his party spread out to the east for nearly ten miles on both sides, moving towards the east like a dragnet.
The little girl wore a straw hat with a hole in the top, and her pigtails came out from the top of the straw hat. She was riding sideways on the back of a docile mare, looking around.
The mule in front led the horse with a grimace, and walked out of the hilly area for more than ten miles. It was noon, and everyone, dripping with sweat, looked at the endless plains in the distance, bald and exposed in front of everyone.
The sun was high in the sky, and the scorching sunshine was bright and fierce, and a dazzling light shone on the ground.
"Look, the turret!" Tang Dagou's monkey pointed at his new discovery and said in surprise.
"There's one over there too!" A man of medium height caught up with the half-immortal.
"After the Japanese artillery towers and blockade trenches in front, you will find the 'security' area created by the Japanese!" Lao Meng held up his binoculars and said to Hu Yi next to him, then turned around and said, "Everyone, please speak in a lower voice!"
The Japanese artillery towers stood like towers on the plain one by one. Looking from the fan, you could see five or six, but the farther places were too dazzling to see clearly.
Two turrets are near the village, surrounded by a small forest. Occasionally there are a few earthen mounds on the plain, which should be graves.
"Two people will go over and search first. Be sure to search carefully under those small trees to see if there are any members of the security forces hiding under them!"
Hu Yi was a little dazed, as if he had returned to the white mountains and black waters. On the loess land, no one was busy. On the land that had never rained, there was nothing except patches of dead weeds.
Everyone was ordered to stop and each found a shady place to rest under a small, withering tree or shrub.
After a while, several tents were raised behind a hillock facing away from the plain. In the envious eyes of the guerrilla soldiers, a piece of rubbish flew from the air and landed on Hu Yi's back.
I ignored it, and there was not a single figure visible on the turret in the distance. Apart from the plaster flag that was trembling listlessly and occasionally, it was lifeless.
"If the situation of a large number of Japanese soldiers moving south is correct, the gun towers should be filled with security forces!" Hu Yi whispered to Captain Meng next to him.
It's impossible to cross the blockade in broad daylight! Unless you go north or south, which is useless, you can only wait until dark.
From the boundary of Meixian County in the south to the military division in the north, a huge no-man's land is formed!
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The sun is high.
In the crops near the ruins of Qingshan Village, several wine station militiamen were busy, carefully weeding and watering under the hot sun. Looking at the green, it was hope.
There is a severe drought in the plains, and there is no rain for half a year. Everyone knows how terrible the consequences will be.
Several people were laughing and talking nonsense, and a voice came from above: "Someone is coming!"
Several people poked their heads out of the crop field and found a team wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms coming from the north. The first soldier, as the distance got closer and closer, began to shout: "Hey, are you busy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the people in the crop fields stood up, carrying hoes, buckets, and guns on their backs, and ran eastward in a hurry!
In the distance, Ding De saw a black line, and the leading soldiers laughed sarcastically and did not dare to speak.
"It's important to hurry up!" This is not the first time Ding Deyi has encountered him, and he is not surprised either.
Stationed at the wine station was a company. Wu Yanguang was naked and was directing the soldiers to swim in the river. A squad of soldiers were building a house. Unexpectedly, the political commissar suddenly returned.
Wu Yan quickly came out of the half-deep river. He was wearing thick boxer shorts. After getting wet, he felt very uncomfortable. He quickly pulled them off and tilted the gun to one side. The shorts were still thick Japanese military uniforms worn by villagers in the wine station village on the other side. Changed!
He shouted to several squad leaders to tell the soldiers to go ashore quickly, put on pants and military uniforms, roll and crawl into a mess, grab the rifles that were stacked together, and prepare to assemble.
"Do whatever you have to do!" the political commissar waved his hand.
Then we walked around several wooden houses under construction and walked straight towards the big tent at the bend of the river.
As soon as he entered the door between the two hanging tent tarpaulins, he saw Commander Lu with his head lowered, alone in a daze. He coughed quickly, and when Commander Lu looked up, he was stunned after the political commissar saluted habitually.
The beard was shaved clean, the clothes were neat, and the hair was cut into a popular middle parting. Ding De quickly rubbed his eyes. Is this really Captain Lu of the Independent Regiment?
She seems to be ten years younger. Did she take the rejuvenating drug?
There were only two of them in the room. Seeing the political commissar staring at him, Captain Lu couldn't help but blush. He looked down at his clean uniform and raised his hand to brush his hair, feeling a little embarrassed.
The political commissar who entered the door stared wide-eyed, and unconsciously walked around Captain Lu in a circle, and then in a circle, and did not stop until he felt a little dizzy. It was not an illusion!
"What are you?" The political commissar was dumbfounded.
"Come back?" The leaders of the two independent regiments were polite to each other.
Then the political commissar turned around and walked out the door.
Captain Lu, who was left with a black streak, was messing around alone in the tent.
After going out, I walked directly to Wu Yan. I saw Xiao Bing and a guard from about the same class splashing in the water. I took a closer look, stopped, and waved to Xiao Bing, who was still standing in the water.
Then he stood still and waited for Xiao Bing, who was wearing shorts, to trot up to him. He stood upright and saluted: "Report to the political commissar... is there anything wrong?"
"Are you guys living a happy life?" Ding De didn't look at Xiao Bing and stared at the guards who had calmed down in the water.
Xiao Bing couldn't understand the meaning of the political commissar's words, so he didn't dare to challenge him and saluted again: "Yes!".
"Why are you so loud? I'm not deaf. Uh... tell me, what's going on with Captain Lu?"
"Ah?" Xiao Bing raised his eyebrows and said cautiously, "Is nothing wrong?"
"Yes, he is a good guard!" The political commissar turned back and stared at Xiao Bing.
"Uh..." Xiao Bing was so stared at that he didn't say anything and blinked one eye hard to one side.
I have been walking for almost two months, and there is something strange in this group. They turn sideways and turn their heads in the direction where Xiao Bing blinks.
I saw an astonishing scene, a curvy figure, holding a thermos bottle in his left hand, and flipping his hair with his right hand as he walked. It was really beautiful!
"Song Xiaoci?" the political commissar read out softly!
Half an hour later, there were a few people in the group, perhaps because there were only a few people. Ding Deyi sat at the top, Captain Lu sat on the right side like a frosty eggplant, Wu Yan was on the left, and opposite to him was Director Zheng who was taking notes. Uncle Niu choked on his cigarette at the entrance of the tent as usual.
The atmosphere was a little subtle, and Ding Deyi finally opened his mouth to talk about the business: "I didn't expect it to take so long when I entered the mountains this time. The headquarters suffered heavy losses. The division headquarters narrowly escaped death during the Japanese raids..."
