On the first day of the new year, the cold wind is still there.
The Japanese soldiers burned down the ruined village.
There were several bonfires lit in a courtyard with no gate or wicket.
Most of the team of students who had not slept all night were leaning on each other on the floor in the room, snoring in disorder.
A temporary health team composed of some trainees was busy in the room, changing bandages, applying medicine, and sewing wounds. .
In the hand-to-hand combat of this operation, no one in the action team died, but the spy group was full of wounded soldiers. The dying Japanese soldiers resisted desperately, and many people were injured.
A class of students sat muttering in the cold wind. At their feet, more than twenty heads were packed into more than ten bags.
With one person guarding two heads, it was really hard to sleep.
Outside the village, Luo Fugui, who had been carrying the wounded all night, was walking toward the village from outside the village with several platoon leaders from the Ninth Company. Next to him were soldiers from the Second Company of the 38th Army carrying bayonets.
Behind them, Section Chief Lin was talking to a middle-aged man who had just arrived with a team.
On the road outside the village, a company of more than a hundred soldiers from different units in the division stood closely behind them. Although they looked tired, their bayonets were all mounted on the muzzles of their guns, and they were sharp.
Because those in front have bayonets mounted, and we have more people than them, we naturally have to be stronger than them.
Don't be cowardly about this.
Liu Manhe, who had received the news, came out of the yard to greet him, regardless of his hand still hanging on his chest.
"This is Operation Captain Liu Manhe!" Section Chief Lin did not reveal Liu Manhe's identity. He turned to look at the middle-aged man: "This is the division chief who came to respond!"
Liu Manhe raised his hand to salute, touched his wound, and smacked his lips: "Hello, Chief!"
"Hello, Captain Liu!"
Luo Fugui, who was in charge of the sentry, took people to the smoking kitchen next to him.
Liu Manhe followed Section Chief Lin into the courtyard.
Lin Yibing was arranging a task for the head of a certain department who came to respond: "You should print more leaflets and distribute them in every county seat, and then find a way to hang two Japanese heads on the gate of the enemy-occupied city. The order is: Let the little devil know that we are not easy to mess with. If he dares to use these little tricks again, our people will kill him at the North China Headquarters."
The leader's eyes lit up: "I said, why don't we just go to the Japanese headquarters and hand out leaflets?"
Chief Lin shook his head: "Even if we have the ability to take down the North China Japs Headquarters, it will not be of much use, and this advance team has caused us a lot of losses. Our current task is to frighten the Japs and make them understand , if we use these unscrupulous means, our Eighth Route Army is also full of talents."
Chief Lin obviously lacked confidence when he said this. He had prepared for this operation for half a year and mobilized most of the elite personnel of the Eighth Route Army. It was not impossible to go to North China, but the possibility of success was very low.
After all, the National Army's action team has done this many times, but failed every time.
"Okay, your success in this operation has greatly boosted the morale of our soldiers. Our division will learn from you and organize a working team behind enemy lines." The leader could not restrain his excitement and turned around and ordered: "Take the heads!"
The commanders of each team immediately stepped forward, saluted, and took the bag containing the Japanese heads from the practitioners who had been carrying the heads all night.
"You have so many wounded people. Leave a company to carry stretchers for you. I have to arrange for the heads to be hung at the gate of the Japanese city. I won't waste your time. Please take good care of the old chief. I have to go!" He saluted Liu Manhe and Lin Yi with his hands, turned around and left after speaking.
Under the sky, the vast expanse of desolation spreads to the horizon amidst the howling of the cold wind.
A certain team that had gone astray was rushing on its way in the northwest wind.
There are only four people in the team.
Two people dressed as ordinary people walked tiredly in front. Not far behind them, there were two people, one big and one small.
Li Huanzhang in the front said to an action team member from the county government: "Damn it, you can't even take the road in the wrong direction. No wonder your county magistrate also goes in the wrong direction!"
Faced with the blame, the action team member smiled awkwardly: "This is a fool, and he met the detective team who returned to the city. Who knew that this detour would be so far."
Li Huanzhang looked at the village in the distance ahead: "Let's get some hot food in the village ahead."
"You can't even stop your mouth with such delicious beef?"
Not far behind the two of them.
A detective team member wearing black clothes with a gun holster on his shoulder was of course dressed as Hu Yi. The pigtail behind him was yawning.
Because they left more than an hour late, they met the detective team again, and the four of them fell behind.
After walking hard all night in the cold wind, we still couldn't catch up with the action team who took the first step.
This operation went so smoothly. Perhaps God opened his eyes and no shots were fired during the process.
Under the leadership of the county government action team members, the two successfully climbed out of the city wall before the Japanese military police sounded the enemy attack alarm, the security forces went to the city wall to defend, and the Japanese launched a city-wide manhunt.
A few people were quite lucky. When they arrived at the city wall, they happened to meet a few businessmen who were dragging their families with them to escape over the wall.
The girl's image made the scalps of all the wealthy gentry fleeing for their lives numb. How could they dare to say no?
Follow them eastward to escape the county town, but fortunately they were not discovered by the security forces.
It is estimated that they will probably escape from the county seat before long.
With such a Japs elite being killed, no matter how stupid the security forces guarding the east city gate are, they know that they will never be able to pass this hurdle!
With the security force's urinary temperament, if he hadn't run away, his head would definitely have been caught in the door.
If he hadn't walked through the night and entered the gendarmerie, he would never have had the chance to come out.
Ahead of the endless loess path, a petite figure pulled the holster of the gun in front of him.
Hu Yi strode tall and straight, pulling on his braid and pushing forward.
Hu Yi used his bayonet to cut off a piece of beef and handed it to the confused pigtail behind him.
Her eyes suddenly widened: "I won't eat the blood of a Japanese on your bayonet."
"You really don't want to eat it?" Hu Yi stuffed the beef into his mouth and chewed it until his cheeks moved wildly.
Following the two people in front, they kept walking eastward, and the sun penetrated the mist.
Until the two people in front were stopped by a group of people jumping out from the side of the road.
Hu Yi looked back and saw a dozen people dressed as ordinary people emerging from the ditch beside the road.
He was surrounded by others, and it seemed that he had been ambushed by others.
He stopped and the girl from behind bumped into him: "Fox, what's going on?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes widened in confusion.
Hu Yi inserted the bayonet in his hand into the holster on his calf.
He immediately put his hand on the holster of his gun: "They should be bandits, and the guy from the county government is negotiating with them!"
The sheathed bayonet was a gift from the middle-aged man from the county government when he left the city.
"You mean the Eighth Route Army in Qi County?"
"You should have heard of County Magistrate Liu's name, right?"
"County Magistrate Liu? There have been seven or eight county magistrates here. He is nothing. You guys ran around in my territory and made me unable to live in peace even on the first day of the new year. You still have to go out for this trip. This time I won't give anyone any face!" A scar-faced man hit his leather hat with the muzzle of his rifle: "Come on, tie them up for me!"
Hu Yi listened to the faint conversation in front and looked at the bandits approaching with guns and spears from behind. He frowned and said, "When they come about twenty meters away later, I will draw my gun. You lie down immediately." Behind me."
"Hey, these little eyesights have three rifles, two rifles, and seven shuttlecocks. I want them to look good!" The little girl got excited, pretending to be scared, and hid behind Hu Yi, took out a small oar and put it on with a clatter. Chambered.
(End of chapter)
