Hu Yi remained silent, and Lao Qin followed the leader back to the wine station. Otherwise, it would be more appropriate for him to receive him.
Instructor Xia chatted with the girl for a long time, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have ignored the other party's real commander. He quickly smiled and extended his hand: "Hello, Captain Hu!"
"Hello!" Hu Yi stretched out his hand to shake Xia Yong's hand, then turned to Lao Meng: "You are acquaintances, you can handle this matter!"
After saying that, he turned around and left, followed by three people.
"Uh, I'm just talking. Is Company Commander Hu angry with me?" Xia Yong asked in confusion, scratching his head.
"It's okay, he has a cold face and a warm heart!" Lao Meng suddenly felt a little embarrassed and quickly sent someone to prepare some food and arrange how to send Xia Yong and his party into the mountain.
On a hill in the north of the village, two militiamen from Liquor Station Village were lying on a dry tree to keep watch.
A man and a horse suddenly appeared in a hurry from the north. The militiamen tried their best to see clearly. It seemed that there was only one person, a bit like the Eighth Route Army. Because the posture of riding the horse was a bit awkward, and it was not much faster than running under the scorching sun. So the two of them After some discussion, we decided to wait until he arrived before going back to report the news, but the gun kept pointing at one person and one rider.
After a while, the visitor finally arrived, the soldiers of Chen Chong's platoon.
"Hey, why are you back so early?" Two female soldiers stood up. One female soldier held a gun, got up and walked down the mountain, shouting as he walked.
"In case of emergency, has the company commander come back?" The soldier on horseback slipped off his horse, smacking his lips and taking a breath of hot air.
"I don't know. Anyway, we haven't come back yet when we came here to change sentries in the morning!" The female militiaman came closer.
"Uh, are you on sentry duty with Sister Xiaolian?"
"Isn't there a shortage of people in the village? We have arrested dozens of people who don't know where they came from. We need someone to take care of them. We don't have enough manpower. We came over temporarily to watch!" The militiamen were not afraid of the soldiers at all. They looked them up and down and said, "How about you?" What are you doing walking around?"
"Oh, you don't know. Riding a horse looks majestic, and the bones are shaking and falling apart. We met other troops from the division. This is a piece of Japanese news they got. You can find a way to find Pu Buhuan. Uh, I I really can't ride anymore!" After saying that, he took out the oil paper bag folded into a small square from his body, and then handed over the horse's reins: "The man named Pu knows the word "jail". Let him translate it. I will ask you later. Send it back, you seem to be able to ride a horse, right?"
"I've ridden before!" The female militiaman took the oil paper bag, put it in her pocket, buttoned her coat pocket, stretched out her left hand to take the reins, stepped on the stirrup with one foot, and flew onto the horse, neatly! Get away!
The soldier who reported the news was dumbfounded by his skilled riding skills. He knew his own weight. Riding a horse was not that simple. It was okay to walk slowly. But if you wanted to move forward quickly and did not master the rhythm well, after running for dozens of miles, your crotch would be worn out. The skin was light, but the serious ones were falling from the horse, many of them suffered broken heads and fractures, and now there is a burning pain in the crotch.
Seeing the female soldier running quickly towards the village, she quickly adjusted her breathing, rolled her eyes twice, and ran up the hillside panting. As she walked, she poured all the water in the kettle into her mouth, and arrived nervously. Next to another female soldier standing guard on the top of the mountain.
He took off his hat to fan himself, raised the empty water bottle and shook it for a long time: "Um, Sister Xiaolian, I'm out of water, can you..."
"Sister Xiaolian, my aunt is only eighteen years old, so young!" The female soldier looked back and handed the kettle over: "Save it!"
"Not old, not old at all, hehe... you are only two or three years older than the girl!" The correspondent had a silly smile on his face.
"Here, this is the steamed bun that was just steamed in the morning..." Xiao Lian, who was lying on the ground, turned over and sat up, took out a yellow and black steamed bun and handed it over.
The correspondent quickly reached out to take it, but accidentally touched Xiaolian's finger and quickly retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted.
"Idiot..." Xiaolian rolled her eyes at the soldier, and ignored the buns that fell on the ground. She turned around and focused on her sentry duty.
village.
Wang Xiaosan was busy at work. A few minutes ago, Lao Meng asked someone to come and bring the porridge that had been cooked and cooled for dinner as a favor.
Not far away, in Hu Yi's small house, four people gathered around the broken table, one person per side.
"It's not that I don't agree. We can't act privately without orders from our superiors!" Hu Yi's tone was cold.
"We haven't left the defense area. This can't be considered a private action, right?" Lao Meng advised.
"Go into the mountains from here. There are almost no human settlements. There are only Japanese gun towers at the mountain pass. What are you worried about?" The middle-aged man was speechless.
"Captain Hu, you also know that Japanese troops are constantly coming out of the mountains, and the military division's replenishment group is not known where it is now. If we encounter Japanese, there will be big trouble if there is something wrong with this batch of medicines!" Xia Yong wanted Hu Yi to send troops. Some people helped escort and worked as coolies.
"Wait a minute... aren't you going to send it to the headquarters?" Hu Yi raised his head and asked.
"Yes, but we have to send it to the division first, and then to the headquarters!" The middle-aged man didn't know why Hu Yi asked this question.
"The division retreated to the western plains and went to Shanxi. Most of the people haven't come back yet!" Lao Meng was one of the few people who knew the division's movements.
"We know this, but some of the people who stayed in the mountains have gone back!" Xia Yong had already received the news before he came out.
"There are still some Japanese who are raiding southward!" Lao Meng quickly added. It was very rare to attend such a meeting and he spoke immediately.
"Do you mean to send him to the teacher?" Hu Yi looked at Lao Meng in surprise and asked.
"Yes!" the middle-aged man replied.
Hu Yi paused for a moment: "Okay, I'll take a class to send you to replenish the group first!"
It is to lead a class, not to arrange a class!
"Why don't you send us to the independent group? That way, wouldn't it be safer?" Lao Meng was a little confused.
"It takes at least three days from our regiment to the division, including the plains. If we take the supplementary regiment and go directly into the mountains, we can save half a day!"
There was a sound of footsteps outside the door.
"Company commander, urgent report!" This was Sanya's first time reporting work to the company, and she felt a little nervous.
The four people turned to look at the female warrior who rushed in covered with sweat, her breasts rising as she panted.
Sanya was a little shy. Seeing that there were many people in the room, she became even more nervous. Her dark face turned red to her neck, and she gritted her teeth: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a woman?"
The four elders looked away, and Hu Yi stopped looking any further and raised his hand: "What's going on?"
At this time, Sanya no longer seemed to be shy, and she puffed up her chest: "Report to the company commander, Platoon Commander Chen has sent a correspondent back, but the correspondent can't run... He said he has some information and wants to see Pu Buchan... Translate!"
After saying that, he took out the oil paper from his left chest bag and handed it over: "It's Guiziwen! Let it be translated and sent back immediately!"
The middle-aged man next to him was shocked. The ninth company of this small independent regiment was full of talents, and there were even people who knew Japanese?
Hu Yi stood up, went out, and shouted to the room next door, which had half of its roof broken: "Mule, go find Pu Buhuan!"
Xu Xiao emerged from the room: "Company Commander, I'll call you!"
After a while, Pu Buhuan followed Xu Xiao into the house, followed by a girl.
"Report to Captain Hu...Um, you called me?"
After hesitating for a moment, Hu Yi stood up and handed over the note: "Take a look and translate it!"
Pu Buhuan took the note, looked down at it, and said in surprise: "This is the information passed by the pigeon, saying that the troops ended the mopping up plan ahead of schedule, and the Japanese troops who were preparing to withdraw were reporting their positions to the headquarters. A squadron of Japanese soldiers Open the way in front, with the large army behind, located in area three!"
"Area Three? Where?"
