The rails were shaking, and a heavy train was breathing heavily, rushing from south to north.
You can tell from the open carriage above that it is transporting coal. The train is not moving very fast. There are more than a dozen Japanese soldiers with machine guns at the front and rear of the car. The Japanese soldiers are divided into several groups and sit on the carriage full of coal to keep watch. In broad daylight, the Japanese were not afraid of those guerrillas coming out.
The sun is fierce.
More than a dozen figures wearing indistinguishable colors of clothing were hiding on the hillside beside the railway.
Guo Tie and his group of guerrillas stayed here for most of the day. Starting last night, the train started loading coal at Xiaofeng Coal Mine. They were not interested in the coal-carrying train.
Almost every day, they lie down on the hillside and watch the train passing south and north.
Captain Guo said to a person next to him: "Chang Sheng, the Japanese military supply train is coming soon. Mark the time well."
"What's the use of remembering it? There are so many Japs on the train, it's hard to fight them." The soldier muttered.
"You know nothing. The superior said there is an arrangement. First, find out the pattern of train movement."
"We've been working on this for several years. Those going north are either transporting coal or things stolen by the Japanese in the occupied areas. The military columns heading south are led by patrol cars..."
"Hey...it's been several years. I don't know how many good things the devils have taken away from us..."
"I think it's best to blow up the railway again." Changshenghenhen
Captain Guo sighed: "This matter is a bit complicated. Last time, eight or nine thousand people from the military division were dispatched. We also demolished more than a hundred miles of railways and blew up bridges. We only killed more than two hundred Japanese and let the railways It was interrupted for more than a month.”
Changsheng looked at the steaming railway in the distance: "After the railway was blown up, the Japanese were so angry that they began to sweep away. The newspaper said that the headquarters was found by the Japanese and many people died."
Captain Guo felt a little lonely: "Yes, almost all the people in the counties along the southern railway were killed by the Japanese."
Changsheng suddenly became excited: "This hatred is irreconcilable. If we don't kill them, my surname will not be Sun!"
"Then what can we do? We can't fight now. However, the commander said that our team is constantly growing and growing. The Japanese are fighting in the Pacific War. After their front is stretched, we have depth. The Japanese will only kill so many people. From now on, Even if there are Japanese raids, we will still fight them. If anyone dares to come to our place, then don’t even think about going back alive."
"The headquarters was really taken over by the Japanese? Why didn't you hear this from your superiors?"
"Hey, this is a family scandal. Do you want to publicize it so that everyone knows about it?"
"But the devils in the south are doing the Three Guangs, but they haven't seen any publicity?"
"The south was originally a joint defense area between us and the national army. The commander of the national army named Du ran away during the Japanese raids. All the people who suffered were the common people who could not escape." Captain Guo felt very uncomfortable.
"So, is it true that the headquarters was attacked?"
"It shouldn't be fake."
"..."
Not long after the coal train passed north, a small armored patrol car drove over from the northern railway track and slowly headed south.
A gray figure ran over from behind the hillside: "Captain Guo, those patrolling traitors are here, we have to leave quickly."
A group of security forces, led by two unusually young Japanese soldiers, slowly patrolled north along the railway.
Patrolling is not a good job on such a hot day.
When I took off my hat, all the hot air blew out, and I couldn't feel any coolness at all. There was a slight breeze, but it kept blowing up the dust on the ground.
The soldiers walking listlessly looked at the instructor greeting the Japanese in the patrol car on the railway.
With the sound of wheels rubbing against the rails, the patrol car stopped, and the team on the roadside also stopped.
The Japanese instructor ran onto the railway embankment in a few steps, took a large net bag from the Japanese patrol car, and turned around.
There were a dozen pears scattered in the net bag on a patch of grass.
"Thank you for your hard work, eat a pear!" The Japanese instructor said he thought he was approachable.
The security forces' eyes lit up, and they stepped forward one after another, lining up to receive them one by one, one person at a time.
The instructor was very satisfied. Under the guidance of his whip, these Chinese people finally learned not to rush forward in a swarm.
The group of people sat under the unobstructed sunshine. The squad leader of the security army raised his dark face and glanced at the patrol car slowly sliding on the railway. He took out a cigarette from his bag and held it between his teeth. The Japanese instructor handed two over.
We are very familiar with the instructor, so there is no need to prioritize when lighting cigarettes.
The Japanese instructor skillfully took out a pack of matches from his bag, pulled out one and struck the clothes of a security guard nearby, lighting it on fire. The three of them put their faces to their faces one after another, lit them, and took a deep breath.
The squad leader blew out a big smoke ring and looked at the Japanese instructor with a smile: "Taijun, where should we eat tonight?"
"Liu Jun, I don't understand. You go out to restaurants all day long. How much can you afford?"
"Hehe, Taijun, you even know this. I told you the last time we were drinking. What do you think?"
"Last time you drank? Stop talking about it. Your wine is not wine, it is poison!" the devil said.
"Yes, yes, it's poison, but what does the poison taste like?"
"Well, that's good. Let's have two more drinks tonight. Do you have money?" This Japanese guy from Osaka is a new recruit. He has only been here for two months. He is quite young. He still can't do anything without paying for meals.
"Taijun, how do you think about what I told you last time?" the monitor asked again.
"Okay, but tell your company commander that I want 60%."
"Hey, then this thing can't be done. Look at how many brothers we have, and it's only 40%. It definitely won't work. The company commander said, if you don't do it, we have to forget it. Let's make a concession: 50%." No. Do? Everyone knows it's nonsense.
"You're cunning and cunning, fine, five to five."
What the two discussed was not complicated, which was to transport some materials that were not military supplies, such as Japanese cloth, sugar, wine, cigarettes and other miscellaneous things, by train from Peiping to this area, and then resell them to The commanders in the occupied areas doubled their money with one hand, and the money came quickly.
The Japanese named Shiro Onizuka received advice from his family elders before going abroad. It is not against the rules to do some business, and it is safer than selling guns and bullets directly to his predecessors.
The headquarters has strictly prohibited looting in the occupied areas. What's more, in the past few years, hundreds of thousands of people were plundering everywhere in and outside the city, killing a lot of people. Now, ordinary soldiers don't have much chance to find a way to make a fortune. Chance.
Therefore, these soldiers in Osaka City, which is famous for doing business in the Japanese country, naturally used their brains.
You can't take the initiative in this matter. If you let out the news that there are connections in the north, these Chinese people will come to you sooner or later and mention this matter. Right now, this Japanese devil named Oni is very proud. He doesn't have to pay a penny, and he gets 50% of it for nothing!
Onizuka was not tall but had a strong body. He was sweating profusely due to the heat. He finally raised his hand to unbutton a button on his chest.
"The specific time to get on the bus has been arranged. Your arrangement must be reliable, do you understand?"
"Don't worry about this. We are all old acquaintances in the business. We will transport it here ourselves. There are many checkpoints to pass and we pay taxes everywhere. There is nothing to worry about. We still have to rely on you to take care of us."
Onizuka was not that capable at all. Fortunately, his brother was a squad leader in the Northern Railway Station Military Police. After coming to China, he watched the soldiers who came with him keep sending money to the country. His father kept writing letters complaining about the dilapidation of the house at home. He was very clear about the living expenses, and his brother's salary was sent back home. It was impossible for his father to say it, but the letter mentioned that the neighbor had moved to a new house and bought a new bicycle. Whose boy had sent it home again? How much money, finally, his fanatical heart became vivid, and under the persuasion of his brother's letter, he finally couldn't help it and took the plunge.
More than two miles outside the station, a business shop opened in a remote place, with a wide variety of goods!
Business doesn't look good!
The shopkeeper's surname is Wang. He is dark, thin and has a wrinkled face. He is in his forties. It is said that he has been running a business here for more than ten years and has great connections. However, he is a bit stingy and likes to worry about everything. There are not many people in the business who buy it. Things, but he does a lot of business.
This transaction is just a trial. Information came from the south. The new person on the line is a Jaap squad leader. He will come to discuss the details today.
At noon, two Japs known to Shopkeeper Wang came in. Could it be them? Unexpectedly, Captain Onizuka, who is known for his uprightness and is stationed at the station, is here.
Because countless business owners had rejected gifts given to him.
He quickly walked over to the Japanese soldier, bent down, and handed him a cigarette: "The Emperor is here, if you need anything, just ask! Although the trumpet is not big, it can be used for daily necessities."
"On the fifth and tenth of every month, the truck is loaded in the middle of the night, and the goods are delivered to warehouse No. 23 one day in advance. You don't have to worry about loading the truck. Do you understand?" Onizuka didn't say a word nonsense...
"I understand, I understand!" Shopkeeper Wang was shocked and nodded hurriedly.
"If the time changes, Kyubi-kun will notify you!" Captain Onizuka raised his finger and pointed at the Japanese behind him, and said calmly.
The Japs behind stood at attention and bowed to Shopkeeper Wang: "Please take care of me!"
"Don't dare, don't dare!" Shopkeeper Wang calmly clasped his fists and bowed. As a Japanese soldier, it was not his turn to hurriedly pull out two envelopes from his mouth and hand them over: "This is our first meeting. Please accept your kindness!"
