The sun is slowly moving towards the west, and the clouds in the sky are reappearing.
The county town is shrouded in curtains, with dilapidated streets.
Dead trees without a leaf swayed in the cold wind.
Anyway, another year passed.
There is a relatively neat and remote courtyard in the north of the county. Two small lanterns hang crookedly at the door, swaying left and right in the cold wind.
Hu Yi raised his head and looked at the sky, spit out the chicken leg bone that had lost its taste in his mouth, and slowly walked down the wall.
He turned around and walked into the dilapidated house in the yard. He squinted and looked into the eyes in the tiles piled up on the roof. He nodded, opened the curtain and entered the house.
Porridge is cooking on the stove in the house.
There was a smell of roasted chicken and sweat, and there were piles of chicken bones scattered on the ground.
The young man who was gently sharpening his bayonet raised his head and gave him a friendly smile.
Seeing Hu Yi come in, a young man got up from the ground, went out to the yard and continued to observe the almost deserted street.
Hu Yi didn't hesitate, walked directly to the young man's seat who just left the house, sat down and leaned against the wall.
Subconsciously, he pulled out the two shell guns and placed them in front of him. He fired out all the bullets one after another, feeling the familiar mechanical outline sliding in his palms.
After standing up, he inserted the ten-ring magazine into the body of the gun and quickly put it into the holster.
Two twenty-ring magazines were inserted into the waistband of the black cotton-padded jacket in front of him.
Four ten-round magazines were put into the pocket.
No longer looking at the envious eyes around him, he leaned against the wall again and closed his eyes to meditate.
The shell gun is not a high-performance weapon for these soldiers of the special agent team.
But now, the Japanese are too strict and cannot get any guns into the city, and a single attack on a pair of special agent soldiers is indeed of no use at all.
Hu Yi did not sleep.
Carefully review the details of the single-handed assassination of traitors in Meixian.
His idea is different from others. Although the public security model is different from Meixian County, the county's street layout and residential structure are not much different.
The Japanese's management was very strict, and Qixian was no different from Longtan and Tiger's Den. The smell of roast chicken wafted into the nose, and his thoughts were seriously affected.
These roast chickens brought by the county government comrades may be the last thing everyone in the house eats.
The atmosphere in the room should be considered very good, there is no sadness, only passion and desire to achieve the goal.
Police officers in remote areas have started to register door-to-door.
This management model has existed for more than 2,000 years and is similar to the Baojia system, except that the Baojiang is replaced by a professional police officer.
Hu Yi knew very well that he chose to carry out this mission because his superiors believed that he had experience in fighting county towns.
Experience is a very valuable thing.
Even the experience of failure is more profound because failure means bloodshed and sacrifice.
When the policeman arrived at the door, the policeman who entered the courtyard with a shy face said a few random words of happy New Year's greetings, and then the policeman left.
Time is passing, and the darkness is coming.
"Hey, Captain Hu, it's almost dark." A soldier next to him reminded him in a friendly way.
Hu Yi opened his eyes and squeezed out a smile of thanks.
After stretching, he took out the pocket watch from his pocket and felt the familiar rhythm. With a soft popping sound, the silver watch cover popped open. Through the dim light coming in through the window, he could clearly see the angle between the hands on the dial. Two of the three needles overlap, and only one is still rotating.
Finally, the three pointers overlapped.
Six o'clock.
The appointed time has come.
He put his pocket watch in his pocket, raised his hands and tried to bend the traitor hat into an arc, but unfortunately he failed.
He stood up and kicked the person next to him awake, then nodded to the person who was awake in the room as a farewell.
Turning around and walking towards the door, the figure walked firmly into the semi-dark night outside the house.
Now, it's time to prepare for the upcoming battle.
He looked at the soldier at the door and walked out of the courtyard expressionlessly.
He looked up and looked at the searchlights that were already on in the direction of the surrounding city walls.
It was almost dark, but some light came from various houses in the county town, and the weak light dappled the dark streets.
The searchlights on the city wall swayed regularly, occasionally piercing the darkness.
Hu Yi looked around and estimated the distance and time to get to the vicinity of Dadexing.
At this time, the patrolling police team should have set off from the police station. They made an exception and did not interrogate the idlers who were still wandering on the street.
It is almost a mile from the hidden point in the north to the hidden point at Dadexing Restaurant. Under normal circumstances, it can be reached by walking slowly for ten minutes, and there will be no encounter with patrols in the process.
However, there were more pedestrians on the street than during the day, because the annual firecracker celebration event was held in the square in front of the county government.
The situation had already been investigated clearly, and after the gongs and drums in front of the county government door rang once, they began to sound continuously.
Before the arrival of the Japanese, almost every household would set off firecrackers at the door to celebrate the New Year. Since the Japanese arrived, they have issued an order prohibiting people from setting off firecrackers privately at home, because the Japanese military police believe that the gunpowder used to make firecrackers can be used as landmines.
Hu Yi squeezed into the crowd, raised his hand and lowered the brim of his hat, and walked to the county government square.
Today's curfew has been extended to ten o'clock.
The people on the road rushed to the county government square excitedly.
After the firecrackers were set off, there was a troupe singing in the open square outside the county government office. The play seemed to be called "Slaying the Drought Demon".
In these days, being alive is considered lucky. The common people in enemy-occupied areas have to bow their heads under the high pressure of the Japanese.
The electric light at the gate of the county government office emits a faint yellow light.
People wearing white clothes, short coats and red cloth belts, praying to God for good weather, performed dances in the square in front of the county government.
The sound of gongs and drums was loud.
Several children who were running around in the crowd were yelled at by adults and couldn't calm down despite being held tightly by their little hands.
The dense crowd in the square was buzzing, and the sound of gourds selling grain kept ringing in the crowd.
It looks like a peaceful scene of singing and dancing.
Hu Yi shook his head. If his family was better off, who would go out to do business on New Year's Eve?
A group of ordinary people performed listlessly at the gate of the county town, beating gongs and drums, and the hustle and bustle in the square went straight into the night.
A man in black appeared next to Hu Yi.
"Brother, lend me a fire!"
Hu Yi replied coldly: "I don't think you should smoke at this time!"
After saying that, he still took out the matches from his pocket and handed them over.
The man in black laughed evilly: "It's quite lively. I'll make them cry."
After being kicked awake by Hu Yi, Li Huanzhang followed Hu Yi from a distance: "Without a tail, the number of traitors in the city is much smaller than before."
"Where's the girl?"
"Went to Dadexing Restaurant as planned."
"When will you take action?"
"Before curfew starts."
"Eight o'clock?"
"There's no watch. We'll take action when the police whistle."
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A police team appeared in front of the county government office to maintain order.
Several people came out of the county government, and a traitor wearing glasses started speaking with a tin loudspeaker.
The gongs and drums stopped.
The square became quiet, and occasionally there was the sound of a child crying, followed by a whimpering sound when his mouth was covered.
Immediately afterwards, the tin microphone was in the hands of a Japanese, who spoke arrogantly in bird language for a long time.
Then the traitor took over and once again hoarsely translated the Japanese bird language.
After returning home, it was County Magistrate Sui's turn to stand on the stage next to the entrance of the county government office and lecture on the principle of co-prosperity.
Hu Yi carefully looked at the men in black around the crowd, and kept exchanging glances with Li Huanzhang.
The two of them were looking for an opportunity to attack the traitors, with the aim of getting guns.
Soon, Hu Yi lost his temper, shook his head at Li Huanzhang with cold eyes, and whispered: "There are plain clothes, so we can't take action for the time being."
Finally, the speaker stopped, and the crowd roared.
The people in front suddenly started covering their ears.
Soon, the sound of firecrackers sounded, and Hu Yi was stunned when he heard it. The sound was like several machine guns firing at the same time, and he suddenly thought of the battlefield.
The smell of gunpowder was carried by the cold wind and filled the crowd in the square.
After the firecrackers went off for a long time, they finally stopped.
The whispering among the crowd gradually started, and a group of children rushed into the smoke of firecrackers that were blown up into the sky. They were looking for dumb firecrackers that did not explode.
The traitor wearing glasses held up the loudspeaker again and spoke.
Hu Yi didn't have the intention to listen carefully to what the traitor said.
Because several gas lamps were lit on the stage, the opera singers couldn't wait to beat the gongs and drums.
The area around the stage was already crowded with people who brought their own stools.
I saw several men in black gathered around the stage.
Hu Yi winked at Li Huanzhang next to him, and the two of them raised their legs and followed the crowds coming and going, slowly heading towards the Dadexing Restaurant.
The smoke from the firecrackers on the gate of the county government has not cleared away, billowing around the dim light bulbs.
The night is very dark.
(End of chapter)
