It is very dangerous to operate in the Japanese-occupied areas. In addition to the various checkpoints on the surface, there are also the pervasive detective teams, night raid teams, and traitors from the pseudo-bureau.
Most of the enemy-occupied areas are lined with artillery towers and a network of road ditches, but they are also full of guerrilla zones or secret bases of the Eighth Route Army.
After the Pacific War began, the Japanese troops were seriously insufficient.
Coupled with the crazy destruction by various anti-Japanese armed forces, the Japanese gradually found that it was difficult to manage the county, so they were even less able to rule the townships and villages.
As a result, the political power at the township and village level in the occupied areas gradually fell into the hands of puppets, miscellaneous, stubborn, and landlords. The various forces that took over the power set up pseudo bureaus in townships and villages... Yes, they are called pseudo bureaus. son.
The various armed forces relied on the bureau to take charge of village-level political power, collect taxes, be responsible for local security, and even manage the organized armed forces. The devils were left unattended, and slowly the bureau began to have the power of life and death over the villagers. However, this power has no supervision at all.
Having tasted the benefits, the fake, miscellaneous, stubborn and local armed forces began to compete for territory and even fought with each other.
It would be even more difficult for the Eighth Route Army to break into a place like this, because the bureau was in charge of village-level political power. Even if an old hen in the village had laid duck eggs, the news would spread to every corner of the village in less than half a day.
It is impossible for a stranger to break in!
The little devil is not stupid. He suddenly discovered that the security in these places was even better than the model security area, so he simply didn't bother to take care of it.
As long as the food is delivered on time, we can simply turn a blind eye to the armed forces in these places.
The pseudo-governments in each county discovered business opportunities from this, and were happy to take advantage of it. They directly issued letters of appointment to the villages that established bureaus, replacing the "Baojia system" of the previous grassroots governance system of the National Government!
It's just that the Republic of China government used to give small salaries to the security guards at the grassroots level, but now it's better. After it was changed to a bureau, it can collect money from the grassroots bureaus, and everyone is happy.
If it hadn't been for the severe drought in the past two years and the common people ran away, maybe these situations would have directly become a climate change.
The development of the Eighth Route Army base area was extremely difficult.
What is even more difficult to guard against is that in order to get the meager rewards promised by the Japanese traitors, there are many ordinary people who inform the enemy.
The villagers from all over the country are somewhat related to each other.
In addition, many traitors originally came from the families of these villagers. How can villagers with little education care about your national righteousness of resisting Japan and destroying the country.
The world is so big, it’s the biggest thing you can survive to eat!
What's more, the Japanese and puppet troops are everywhere spreading the propaganda that the Eighth Route Army is a bandit, and whoever dares to harbor them will be arrested and imprisoned at every turn, or even shot...
To carry out work, underground workers must first deal with ordinary people, and they must be influential. Otherwise, you are just an ordinary person, and if you say you want revolution... no one will believe you!
The process of building trust takes a very long time.
Therefore, many times, underground workers have to endure misunderstandings and infamy from the public. Even their family members cut off relations with them because they wear the labels of "traitors" and "traitors." At this time, they cannot tell their relatives. His true identity can only be endured in silence.
Without absolute loyalty, it would be impossible to endure such painful torture, and underground workers often maintain a single line of communication between superiors and subordinates, and their true identity information is strictly confidential. If the only superior who contacted him died, his identity is likely to be He will remain a mystery forever, and the traitor hat may never be taken off his head.
And lurking within the enemy, they must maintain a high state of tension every day. Every word and every action must be carefully considered, and they must be careful not to talk in their sleep even when dreaming. Once they are unfortunately exposed, what awaits them will be the most cruel torture from the enemy. They were tortured and interrogated, and most of them died in the end.
The risk of being arrested is ridiculously high, and most of the underground workers who died were killed by traitors, traitors, and ordinary people’s informants!
Mei Huaizhi, who had just finished the group meeting, was very motivated and vigilant.
He had taken his younger brother to the junction on the west side of the railway half a night in advance.
If nothing else goes wrong, the team to be rescued will arrive before dawn.
The wheels of another night train hit the rails with a roar as it rushed from north to south...
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Shi Cheng and his party of four pushed their bicycles along the river embankment to Nine Rooms after dark, taking advantage of the moonlight.
We had made an appointment when we parted to meet in the river south of Jiujianfang Village.
fine.
No surprises or dangers along the way.
The telescope given to him by Captain Ma was really a good thing. When he encountered several suspicious people, he spotted them in advance and stayed away.
Riding a bicycle and running around openly on the plains is something most people would not dare to provoke.
After meeting up with the work team and several other people who arrived first, the group was very excited.
They brag to each other about their "great" deeds of escaping from the Japs... It seems that escaping from the Japs is the supreme honor of the ancestors.
Captain Geng, who had also returned not long ago, looked at the dusty 250 with a dark face, and reluctantly interrupted their elegance: "Everyone, be quiet. The ninth battalion passed the enemy's railway blockade before dawn today. Heading west into the mountains, Comrade Hongying asked me to take you back to the base via the north detour through the railway blockade!"
"Huh? The 'big army' left us and left..."
Captain Geng interrupted the casual interjection in a stern tone: "What do you mean by leaving you alone? There are many of us, so we should disperse our operations in enemy-occupied areas..."
"We're leaving, what about the injured?"
"You can choose to wait for your comrades to recover and go with them."
Not long after, several figures came out of the village: "Hey, I baked some scallion pancakes, you can take them with you to eat on the road..."
Captain Geng was shocked: "Uncle, this is the ration that Battalion Commander Hu left for you. We can't take it..."
"Don't talk nonsense, kid. We got so much food from the town hall this time..."
"No, the town hall doesn't have much food at all, right?"
"You know what you're talking about. Company Commander Ma robbed the puppet army of rations and left half of it for us. The little devil followed the puppet army into the village the day before yesterday. He didn't get anything. There aren't many people in the village now. Let me see. I, old man Geng, can take the whole village to eat until the summer harvest without any problem."
Captain Geng knew that what the uncle said was definitely true, and he held Uncle Geng's rough hand with great emotion: "Uncle, after we beat away the Japanese, this world will belong to us poor people, and I will make sure that everyone can eat pancakes every time." ..."
"It's good if we have whole grains to eat. Battalion Commander Hu is also true. The flour he gave us is a waste if we eat it..."
"Okay, let's not talk more about this today. The work team will be stationed in this area soon. From now on, if you are short of food, just tell me directly."
"That's it, don't be nagging and hurry up." The uncle waved his hand: "By the way, the reconnaissance comrade under Commander Luo has been sent to the underground transportation station contact point as per your request. I heard from Wang from the Second District Committee Big Beard said that he will gather about thirty people this time, and then he will be escorted by the district team through the enemy's railway blockade. It is estimated that he will not be able to make it tonight."
"Okay, I have to send them to the contact point overnight and try to pass the railway blockade tomorrow night."
"Baby, it's fifty or sixty miles away. It's not a smooth road. You have to be careful."
"Take care of yourself, too." Captain Geng stopped talking nonsense and took more than a dozen people on their bicycles to head north.
The Pinghan Road traffic line that the work team is responsible for is divided into three. The 9th Battalion of the Independent Regiment took the southern line.
He planned to take the remaining men of the Ninth Battalion, bypass the center line between Tangxian and Anxian from east to west in Baidaokou Town, and cross the enemy's railway blockade in one fell swoop.
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