Lao Zhou went to arrange for Zeng Nansheng to find a way to transfer some people from enemy-occupied areas.
Park Buhuan saw that there were only three of them, Su Qing, Hu Yi and himself. The scene became a little subtle and the atmosphere was very awkward.
No one spoke, only Hu Yi was lost in thought as he watched Su Qing write a report on paper.
Pu Buhuan seemed to understand something, and quickly made an excuse that he could not let Wang Liujin, an enthusiastic friendly soldier, be responsible for the defense of the village all the time, while he, a wounded soldier who was not seriously injured, stayed in the house and was in the way.
Su Qing next to Hu Yi finally stopped writing.
"Report." Sun Erbao rushed in from outside the door.
This guy's ability to enter the role is not bad. He has already regarded himself as a member of the Eighth Route Army. The Eighth Route Army is a magical existence. He dares to challenge the imperial army, er, the Japanese. Being an Eighth Route Army is certainly much better than being a security guard. .
To say they are a security group is to flatter oneself. In the eyes of an expert, one can see through it at a glance, whether it is a gang of bandits or bandits who have nothing to do with the Japanese. The common people in the village under the rule dare not say it to their faces. Secretly, he still scolded himself as a lackey. In the past, the commander was unwilling to accept the Eighth Route Army recruitment for some unknown reason. Perhaps he was afraid that the Japanese would come and take over the territory.
"How is the situation?" Hu Yi came back to his senses.
"They asked us to send the late-night snacks there quickly and prepare to take down the cottage tonight." Sun Erbao quickly replied.
"With so much commotion in the village, don't they become suspicious?"
"Why not? I'm still asking why the person they sent here to find out the information never came back. What should we do now?" Sun Erbao asked nervously.
"Go and ask...Wang Liujin, Li Xiang, Pu Buhuan, Sun...Commander and others to come over..." Hu Yi paused: "If there is anyone you don't know, go and ask Pu Buhuan to take you to find him." .”
In the warehouse of the headquarters, several figures were rummaging through boxes and cabinets. There were two big boxes packed with white flowers, probably thousands of them. Luo Fugui was dumbfounded. He grinned from ear to ear and moved around with his big hands. He quietly put dozens of large yellow croakers and a bunch of small yellow croakers into a backpack.
"Those are seized. They have been registered and must be turned over. Don't think that it's just a matter of putting them in your bag." Officer Liu, who was doing statistics, looked up.
Luo Fugui looked unhappy: "I'll take it back to Lao Qin and put it on me. It's safe."
After saying that, he blocked Director Liu's sight with his body, took the opportunity to grab a few tubes of Dayang in the box, and stuffed them into his pocket.
On the table next to him, Li Xiang was playing with a mortar with mottled paint: "Unfortunately, there are only twenty rounds."
"Isn't this just a large grenade?" Luo Fugui put his bag on his back and walked around to Li Xiang's side.
"This is different from the Japanese grenade. This one is a 'Shanghai-style' 82mm mortar, which our main force only has." Li Xiang answered Luo Fugui calmly without looking up.
"Then, plus the Japanese mortar we captured last time, can we get a platoon?" Hongying's eyes sparkled.
"It's different. The caliber of this mortar is one millimeter larger than those of those guns. It's just that Japanese shells can be fired with this gun, but there is a gap between the shells and the barrel, so it is difficult to calculate the distance and the shooting is inaccurate. "
"Let's just give it a try. By the way, when will you really hit it accurately?" Luo Fugui curled his lips.
"We don't have specialized artillery, so it would be good if we can start a fire." Li Xiang was not angry. He took a ruler and carefully measured the muzzle of the cannon.
He took another cannonball and stuffed it into the muzzle of the cannon backwards. After a while, he looked at the somewhat involuted muzzle and found that the shell couldn't be stuffed in at all. He was a little discouraged: "This cannon must have accidentally hit the muzzle on a rock. The muzzle is somewhat deformed and cannot be used."
"So it's useless?" Luo Fugui looked at Li Xiang eating turtles and felt a little gloating.
"Can you repair it?" The girl said with a dark face.
"The division's arsenal should be able to do it, but we don't have the tools here." Li Xiang frowned.
"Isn't it just that the muzzle is deformed? Can't we just saw off a section?"
"That seems to make sense." Li Xiang's eyes lit up, and he turned around to look around. He was looking for a hacksaw or a large file. He talked while looking for it: "But you won't be able to hit it far, and you may miss the target."
Luo Fugui has no interest in this thing at all, but he has no place to stay here: "Maybe it has something to do with it. Even if his grandma's can't kill the enemy, it will scare them to death. Hehe, if it doesn't work, even if it makes a noise, it's not bad. "
"Uh, Li Xiang, you mean, we won't have much use with this cannon?" The girl's face turned dark.
"It's useless, it's a burden to carry, so why keep it?" Li Xiang didn't find a large hacksaw. The small hacksaw he had on him would definitely not be able to deal with this big guy: "It's better to send it to the division for repair."
"What are you talking about? You want to send him to the teacher again? That's like a meat bun beating a dog. Let me tell you, there is no way." The girl stared.
"Hey, are you all here? Hurry, the company commander calls us over for a meeting."
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blockade.
Three dark figures lay in the darkness beyond the reach of the searchlights.
Xu Xiao and Zhang Jiu were two subordinates. A big man was carrying a big baggage, and the three of them were a little nervous.
The three of them waited boredly until late at night, when the searchlights on the turrets would no longer swing so fast, so they could quickly pass through the wall to seal the trench by looking for gaps in the lights.
When we returned to the village when it got dark, the fortress households who stayed in the village said that the company commander took all the people westward to the security group's home base.
He also left a special message for him, asking him to either stay here and wait, or find a way to find the way to the security team's stronghold and meet the main force.
"Hey, little officer, look, there are two traitors over there." A big man looked at Xu, who was napping with half-closed eyes.
Xu Xiao opened his eyes and turned halfway on the ground, raised his head and looked towards the road to the north.
Two men dressed as traitors were rushing from east to west while it was dark. If it weren't for the light emitted by the searchlight, they would not be visible at all in such a dark night.
Xu Xiao asked in a low voice: "What do these two people do?"
"How do I know? I'm not a god. I know everyone on this road?"
"Then what did you ask me to do? It disturbed my sleep." After saying that, he turned over and a black thing on his body fell to the ground.
"Uh, okay." The big man smiled and continued to look at the two figures walking to the north in boredom.
The other one was about to put back the thing that Xu Xiao had fallen out. As soon as he got the thing, which was still tied with a belt, Xu Xiao turned over and sat up: "What do you want to do?"
"What the hell are you doing? This thing fell out, I'm going to stuff it back into you."
"Well, this is a telescope, have you seen it before?" Xu Xiao simply took the telescope off his neck and handed it to the man who was looking at it.
The three people started muttering and fiddling.
A man held a telescope and slowly turned it to adjust the focus.
Finally, I could see clearly: the two black figures in the distance slowly approached the turret, as if they were shouting something to the turret. They were a bit far away, and they still couldn't see clearly through the telescope.
The big man seemed a little familiar looking at the two figures.
Because one of the black shadows is obviously a woman!
"Hey, sir, I seem to have seen these two people before?"
"What's the meaning?"
"While drinking and eating at the Xu family, they seemed to have spoken to the person named Gou."
"So what? There are so many people who have talked to people named Gou."
"I think they must be related to Gou. They are heading west in the middle of the night. How about we go and tie them up?"
