The deserted mountains are sparsely populated.
A village appears in the distance.
As soon as they turned a corner, two young men with patched clothes and shuttlecocks jumped out of the bushes on the side of the road: "Stop, what are you doing?"
Ma Liang was stunned for a moment: "We are the ninth battalion of the Independent Regiment..."
Looking at the team, all carrying short rifles, with vigilance, the militiamen directly interrupted Ma Liang: "Independent regiment? Never heard of it!"
"We have something important to report to the division headquarters."
The young man shook his head: "You report the situation, otherwise you go to the Independent Regiment... Why are you running to the division?"
"Don't talk nonsense. If you make a mistake, you can't afford the consequences!"
"Tch, who are you trying to scare?" The young man blocked the mountain road with his shuttlecock horizontally: "The superiors have orders to prevent enemy agents. No one is leading us, there are no roads, and no letters of introduction. No one can pass by us! "
"Letter of introduction, directions?" Ma Liang was stunned for a moment, then looked at the two dumbfounded young men: "I haven't checked this before when I went into the mountains, right?"
"The past was before, and the present is now. Since you are the Eighth Route Army, you should set an example for us and obey orders."
Ma Liang was speechless. His superiors must have received news of the surrender of the friendly forces in the southern mountainous area, and the division followed the surrounding ministries and issued emergency orders.
The Ninth Battalion, who had already entered the mountain, happened to know nothing, so he asked casually: "Then...when did this order start?"
"Uh...it started yesterday morning,"
"Then can you help contact the cadres in the nearby villages?"
"This won't work either. Everyone is busy...busy moving the folks around here to the north..."
"Look, we are all in the Eighth Route Army. Can you be accommodating?"
"Haha, a few times ago, the Japanese and puppet troops disguised themselves as the Eighth Route Army. I will never forget this. Don't have that dream!"
"Think about it, you two don't even have a gun, and there are so many of us. If we are really spies, do you think you two are still alive now?"
"Haha, do you think you can enter the mountain even if you kill us?" The sentry sneered without fear of death: "You don't even open your eyes to see if there are still our people on the mountain..."
"Then you hurry up and call your superiors over..."
"Superior? Our squad leader is performing an emergency mission and is not available at this time!"
Ma Liang frowned. It was obvious that the enemy was aggressively attacking the friendly forces. In order to prevent the enemy from taking the opportunity to raid the mountains, the division should have strengthened its defenses at various intersections in the mountainous areas. Forced entry was not an option.
I didn't expect to be stopped as soon as I reached the edge of the division headquarters. Judging from the attitudes of these two people, even if I told them the names of the people in the division headquarters, they probably wouldn't know their location!
After thinking for a while: "What task is your squad leader performing?"
The young man in gray clothes with patches on the opposite side immediately became nervous: "What? You want to pry for information? Let me tell you, there is no door!"
This man really adhered to his principles, so Ma Liang was unable to do anything to him for a while.
As for whether there are other people on the mountain he mentioned, only the devil knows.
But it's not easy to use force against friendly forces, so I have no choice but to say: "Otherwise, I will write a report and you can send it to the division headquarters now, right?"
"No, you want us to take away one of them and then attack them in a sneak attack."
Ma Liang couldn't laugh or cry: "There are twelve of us, and we all have guns. You two are just idiots. Do you think we need to play sneak attacks?"
The tall and lanky young man finally realized that something was wrong: "You can't lie to me..."
"I can't lie to anyone, but I can't lie to my own comrades, don't you think so?" After Ma Liang finished speaking, he took out his notebook and pen, wrote down the general situation in the notebook, folded the torn paper into strips, and handed it to the sentry: "Send this information to the division headquarters quickly!"
"Is this information? So this is how the information came..." The young man muttered a few words, reached out to take the note, and told another young man next to him: "Keep an eye on them. Before the squad leader comes back, No one of them is allowed to pass here!"
"Don't worry, as long as I'm watching, he can't get past anyone."
"Then be careful..." The young man nodded, carefully put the note away, turned around and ran away.
Looking at the speed, it was really not slow, much faster than Lu Maliang and his party who had caught up most of the way.
Li Laosi next to him really couldn't stand it anymore, and whispered in Ma Liang's ear: "The two hundred and fifty people from there have no eyesight at all. With their small bodies, I can beat ten of them by myself!"
Ma Liang shook his head and ignored Li Laosi's unreliable suggestion.
He knew very well that he had never walked this road before, and even if he passed this guard post, there would at least be more guard posts ahead.
You may even conflict with the guard posts behind you because you don't know how to get past the outer posts.
I never expected that I would encounter identification problems when I went to the division headquarters to report.
However, this shows that the division headquarters has strengthened its defense, which is quite reassuring.
The front here is a friendly defense zone. Even if we really take this person down now, it will end up attracting friendly forces and then conducting identification, but it will waste more time.
However, wasting money is not a problem here. I can only wait for the squad leader to come back.
Just take a break.
Ma Liang took a leg of the roasted chicken that came out of the mule and gave it to the young man who had been vigilant: "Hey, do you want to eat some?"
If you don't eat it, who knows if you put that sweat medicine in there...
Li Laosi's eyes widened: "Hey, aren't you stupid? You still know about Mongolian sweat medicine. If we want to overthrow you, do we need to give it to you and waste a chicken drumstick?"
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Time passed by minute by minute.
Seeing that the young man leaving had climbed up the opposite ridge, Ma Liang put down his binoculars.
I feel relieved. Looking at this person's foot strength, he can definitely run faster than me!
I began to think about whether I should go back now. Maybe I could stop the Japanese from arranging to keep an eye on the battalion commander and his informants in the mountains.
But even if the Japs' informants are discovered, it seems that the problem cannot be solved. Unless the superiors arrange for reinforcements to arrive, they will not be able to have any impact on the large number of Japs entering the mountain.
From time to time, villagers passed by the intersection and were curious about Ma Liang's team.
But no one asked much.
Ma Liang didn't bother to talk to these villagers.
Vaguely, a burst of irregular but extremely loud military songs came from the ravine nearby.
The young man who had been standing at the intersection finally let out a sigh of relief and said with a proud face: "Our squad leader is back!"
Then the singing continued to approach, and Ma Liang stood up and faced the direction of the sound.
Finally, an Eighth Route Army cap appeared on the mountain road in the distance.
Ma Liang has never looked forward to the appearance of friendly forces as he does now.
Although someone has already sent the message for the time he needs now, if the friendly forces can pay attention to it, he may be able to mobilize and assemble nearby friendly forces first.
Although the Eighth Route Army in the mountains is not very effective in combat, at least it is still a soldier.
The cloth shoes moved neatly on the mountain road, and the sound of footsteps sounded particularly clear in the silence.
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