Bandits are a product of turbulent times. Many of them take risks and enter the banditry because they are forced or unable to survive. Of course, there are also some who commit heinous crimes.
In turbulent times, one becomes a bandit on purpose.
Generally speaking, bandits are a ragtag group of people who behave uninhibitedly, do whatever they want, lack political vision, are destroyers of law and order, and are unwilling to be subject to any restrictions.
Unrestrained means that they are not bound by the laws, morals and other rural and folk rules of normal society. Generally speaking, there are still restrictions within the bandit team, and the power is concentrated in the bandit leader. The bandit leader has absolute life. Sha Daquan even has a very strict organizational division of labor within it.
Many bandits don't want to make friends with the people around them because they don't want to worry about them. If they don't have friends, they don't have to care. Naturally, they don't care who lives and who dies. As long as they have food, clothing and women, they can live their lives.
As for calling each other brothers, who really cares?
After being captured by the Japanese and entering the city, the bandits gradually stabilized, and some of them even began to find regular women, and after seeing each other, they became a family.
But the nature of bandits is to destroy. They don't know how to govern at all. All their food and clothing expenses come from violent possession.
Liu Lao Yao was also the one who licked the blood from the knife edge. Hearing Wang Sanzhu's order, he couldn't help but take a breath: "We don't need to attack the Japanese, right?"
Wang Sanzhu lowered his voice: "They knew clearly that the people on the opposite side were the Eighth Route Army, but they deliberately told us that it was the Black Tiger Army. They clearly wanted to trick us."
"Eighth Route? Impossible. I've seen most of the Eighth Routes in this area. Many Eighth Route officials want me to work with them. I've also gone to see their camps. They don't even have enough to eat... Absolutely nothing like that ability!"
"Hehe, the Eight Route Army you've seen may not have that ability, but that doesn't mean the Eight Route Army elsewhere doesn't have the ability either!"
"But what does this have to do with the security forces who want to kill several nearby gun towers?"
"Since he doesn't want to send troops and wants us to take the lead, let's play big and take down all the nearby artillery towers. I don't believe he can still live in the city!"
"I heard that Uncle Qi said that the people in the village are guerrillas from the national army..."
"Yes, what Uncle Qi said is also correct. This time, the Eighth Route guerrillas and the National Army guerrillas have joined together. However, no matter who dares to attack us, they will have to pay the price!"
"You mean, we knock down the gun towers, tell the imperial army that the National Army and the Eighth Route Army did it, and then let the imperial army deal with these guys? This is really a brilliant idea... You young people really have ideas! "
"I can't take action directly. I'll arrange for someone to look out for you later. The movements must be clean and neat!"
"Don't worry, although I'm a little short of fighting your uncle, I'll definitely be able to do these things easily!"
"Okay, you have to be careful and try not to fire the gun. We have to straighten out the two turrets next to us later!"
"Okay, I'll organize people to take action."
A bandit team slowly came to the vicinity of the gun tower.
"Hey, if you don't go to the village to sleep, what are you doing here?" Outside the blockhouse, Zhi Pai had a dissatisfied look on his face after receiving the news.
Liu Laoyao smiled mysteriously: "Young Commander sent us to help with the defense, so don't let those people take advantage of the dark waters to fish for trouble."
"Hey, hurry up to the turret and let me play with money."
The youngest Liu was stunned for a moment: "Huh? Pai Gow or Mahjong?"
"up to you..."
Liu Lao Yao and his two subordinates followed him towards the shadow of the gun tower: "The imperial army is still on the second floor?"
"They just went to bed."
"Will we wake them up when we play mahjong?"
"Hey, I'm just afraid I won't wake them up. The Imperial Army used to play cards with us..."
Maybe you have predicted that you will die one day, but when death actually comes, you will feel empty and powerless in your heart!
The fake platoon leader's mouth was covered, and a bayonet penetrated his lower abdomen and stabbed upwards, expertly stabbing his heart.
Liu Laoyao waved his hand, and a group of his men ran into the blockhouse. The security forces on the top of the blockhouse paid no attention to the movement below, and were thinking about whether they should go and have some fun after getting off duty.
Half an hour later.
Liu Lao Yao returned to the entrance of the village with a group of his subordinates, all smelling of blood.
Wang Sanzhu had been waiting at the entrance of the village to greet him with great joy: "I have prepared some wine and food to calm the brothers down!"
The youngest Liu was a little moved: "Young Commander, you are so polite."
In the middle of the night, the sound of drinking and fist-fighting could still be heard in the village.
In the dead of night, the youngest Liu was carried out of the house by two people. The cold wind blew and he woke up a lot.
Looking at the corpses of the security forces lying on the ground, Liu Lao Yao felt the soul of the dead and hurriedly struggled.
Wang Sanzhu was leading people to carry away Liu Laoyao's subordinates who were staggering after drinking.
"Young Commander, why are you bringing the body of the security guard here?"
"Let them accompany you on the road!"
Liu Lao Yao was stunned and immediately understood something, feeling bitter in his heart: "Young Commander, Commander and I have been friends for many years, you can't do this to me!"
Wang Sanzhu smiled grimly: "What were you doing when Uncle Qi was trapped in the village?"
"Those people have heavy machine gun fire, and there's nothing I can do about it!"
"Don't worry, I will give your wife and baby the settlement money provided by the imperial army, and I will tell them that you died on the battlefield!"
"You heartless bastard, I'm going to fuck your eighteenth generation ancestor..."
A bayonet stabbed Liu Lao Yao's lower abdomen, which seemed to be no different from when he stabbed the security forces.
Wang Sanzhu is a little crazy. He never thought that one day he would attack one of his own!
Just a word from the old bandit Qi, and the youngest Liu disappeared from this land.
No one knew that Liu Laoyao, who had just been arranged by Wang Sanzhu to take over the Japanese artillery tower, would die in the hands of his own people after returning to the village.
In the darkness, Old Bandit Qi looked at Wang Sanzhu with a ruthless look on his face: "If you have to keep people who don't share our hearts, they will become a disaster sooner or later!"
Wang Sanzhu knew that the old bandit Qi was blaming him for not killing all Liu Laoyao's men: "I think it would be better to let them be cannon fodder for us again!"
Old Bandit Qi was stunned for a moment: "You mean?"
"Let's just say that the Eighth Route Army spies took advantage of the darkness and killed their boss in the village!"
Old Bandit Qi was a little confused: "Where did the spy come from?"
"Just now, the security forces in the north sent news that the reason for their defeat was because there was a spy in the team..."
...
The Chairman of the Generalissimo is in a good mood. The Pacific battlefield has been fiercely fought. From the official declaration of war on Japan last year to now, the frontal battlefield can finally be barely evenly matched with the Japanese army.
Last year, the expeditionary force was sent abroad to fight the war. After the defeat, most of them returned to Yunnan. With the help of allies, the headquarters of the commander of the expeditionary force has just been rebuilt in the past few days.
With this breather, he immediately put the matter of dealing with his old rival back on the agenda.
A new anti-war strategy was formulated again north of the Yellow River, and a group of regular troops with good discipline, good spirit, and strong combat effectiveness were mobilized from all armies to secretly enter the Japanese-occupied areas, preparing to once again launch a powerful guerrilla war with the cooperation of the occupation teams.
The last time hundreds of thousands of troops were invested in fighting guerrillas, the battle loss ratio reached an astonishing 100:1 under the Japanese raids!
However, this time he learned his lesson!
The Eighth Route Army is a ready example. They can fight successfully in enemy-occupied areas, so of course they have to learn from it.
Isn't it just to mobilize the common people?
Even though he was given food and money, he still didn't believe that these people were disobedient...
You have a party organization, I have a military command...
Long Fanzhang led a team of more than 200 people and quickly crossed the railway line under the leadership of the Rangers.
In the village east of the railway, a room was already filled with people.
Seeing Long Fanzhang's arrival, everyone in the room immediately stood up: "Hello, Captain Long!"
Long Fanzhang, who was dressed in military uniform, raised his hand in return and glanced left and right: "My colleagues, please take a seat."
Long Fanzhang had just sat down on the bench at the end of the table. The bench was too hard and made him feel a little uncomfortable.
The person who had just sat down next to him immediately said: "This time the elites of the Thirteenth Column entered the enemy-occupied area, our great cause of the Anti-Japanese War will be even more powerful. From now on, we will all follow Commander Long's lead!"
Long Fanzhang narrowed his eyes slightly: "What should I call this person?"
The young man in his mid-twenties stood up immediately: "Lan Bozheng, a humble official, Liaison Officer of Tang County of the Military Command!"
The leader, Fan Zhang, nodded, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Has the deputy station chief of Juntong'an County arrived?"
A young man stood up at the end of the long table: "Sir Long, our deputy station chief has important matters in An County, and we have specially sent a low-ranking official to contact Mr. Long!"
Regarding Chiang Kai-shek's guerrillas, I can't write about it in the main text. Brothers, just read what the writer said below. I'll probably be asked to delete it.
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