The theater viewing and publicity were almost simultaneous. The newly compiled Bangzi opera, which reflected the Eighth Route Army's attack on the invaders, made the crowd excited.
The divisional recruitment office located next to the stage was even more besieged.
No matter how lively the scene is, it will eventually dissipate.
Song Xiaoci came on stage and announced that today's play was over, see you next time.
The crowd, calling their friends, reluctantly left the stage slowly.
The parents, lovers, relatives and friends of the boy who had joined the army stood on the sidelines and said goodbye, wiping away tears and muttering.
My parents kept telling me: "Work hard when you get to the team and avenge the blood and hatred of the villagers." "Dad, please go back quickly."
"Remember to send a message to your family. It's cold and you need to wear more clothes." The aunt wiped away her tears.
"Mom, it's just summer, okay?"
"Er Ni, once the Japanese are beaten away, I will come back and marry you."
"I will wait for you!" The girl twisted her clothes with her fingers.
"When you get to the team, you must listen to the leader, work hard, and strive to become an official." The wrinkled face is full of vicissitudes of life.
"Grandpa, Eighth Route officers and soldiers are equal."
"I am a great scholar, and I have traveled more roads than you have crossed."
"Are you saying the opposite? How can anyone call his grandson "Lao Tzu"?
One of the girls in front of the group yelled: "The walls say equality between men and women, why don't we accept female soldiers?"
"Then what do you know?"
"Mending clothes, carrying stretchers, working as a health worker, and as a telegraph operator"
"Who taught you to say that?" The young soldier at the recruitment office's eyes lit up.
"You little brat, you are so lenient. Hurry up and write your name!"
Several children who were sleeping very deeply were left on the scene by their arrogant parents.
The young man and woman who got into the corner of the yard reluctantly ran out of the darkness.
After the well-equipped trainee team was called for roll call, Wang Liujin reported the new mission.
No rest at all.
After the district staff delivers dry food, we are about to embark on a new journey.
The leader's inspection in Huaxian County is over. The next inspection target is the newly organized activity area of the Fourth Route Army in the first division: Neihuang County.
The situation in Neihuang is different from that of most counties on the plains. One of the reasons is that Neihuang County is covered with yellow sand. After the severe drought, there were not many ordinary people left, so even the Japanese were unwilling to garrison troops.
Throw it directly to the Wang family and his son, who are gangsters.
Such a place is most beneficial to the Eighth Route Army's development base.
Outside the village, the divisional troops who came to respond were already waiting in the darkness.
I saw the students from the first division who entered the village first to pick up and escort the students.
The people in Jiuying couldn't help but be confused. The people who came to meet them were also old acquaintances, and Li Huanzhang was among them.
When he saw the students from Division 1 entering the village and getting together directly with the students from the Ninth Battalion, Officer Lin, who was in charge of security, had a dark look.
The organization of the Ninth Battalion is strange in itself. The Ninth Battalion has a relationship with the Eighth District, and has a bloody fight with the Fifth District, but it has an extraordinary relationship with the students in the First District.
In addition to arranging a team of students, the first division also sent a cavalry company to escort them.
It seems that this time there is no need to throw ham, a motorcycle came outside the village
Company Commander Zhang, who was responding, shouted proudly in the darkness outside the village: "Those who know how to ride a horse ride a horse, those who don't know how to ride a horse ride a bicycle, those who don't know anything, ride a mule cart, and those who get motion sickness, run forward."
Officer Lin looked at the middle-aged man next to Company Commander Zhang and said in a cold voice: "Why is there such a big commotion?"
The middle-aged man waved his hand: "Our base area is different from other places. We are poor because we are poor. But since the Japanese and puppet troops ambushed us last month and wiped out the Huidaomen armed forces, this area has completely become the control area of our base area. It has an iron wall." I dare not say, if the little devil dares to come and sweep away, he will definitely be able to eat away! As for the puppet army, haha, I will eat as much as he comes!"
"The safety of the chief cannot be compromised!"
"Don't think I'm bragging. The year before last, we killed more than half of the puppet brigade." When the middle-aged man said this, he suddenly stopped and looked at the escort team coming out of the village: "Hey, is it you?"
Xiao Hongying looked at the middle-aged man: "Yes, it's me!"
"Little girl, you miss me so much. If you come here, I'll make a fortune, hahaha."
"Where are the soldiers you owe me?"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment: "Didn't we already arrange to send him to your independent group? Don't you know?"
"When was it sent?"
"Reporting to the chief, the blockade was successfully delivered five days ago." The guard behind the chief quickly came out to explain.
"What, do you believe it this time?" The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Hongying and felt happy.
"how many people?"
"A standard company, hey, I didn't even pick out a platoon leader. Is that interesting?"
"Hey, that's interesting."
"I still have to report to the chief, and I'll talk to you another day."
Officer Lin, who was standing nearby, looked at this scene thoughtfully.
On the surface, the world is dominated by the Japs during the day, and the Eighth Route Army is active at night.
In terms of combat effectiveness, even in night battles, the Eighth Route Army is not a well-trained enemy opponent.
The Eighth Route Army, which was short of guns, ammunition and artillery, was completely forced by the environment to fight at night.
Using the cover provided by darkness to offset the enemy's advantage of having good guns, ammunition, and good training is all a matter of luck.
If you can't beat the Eighth Route Army, you can still run away at any time.
Over a period of time, the Japanese finally realized that the combat effectiveness of the army cannot be equated with the results on the battlefield.
The Eighth Route Army was like mosquitoes buzzing all day long, and several of them could easily be killed with one slap.
Unfortunately, there are too many Tubal roads and it is impossible to clear them.
Faced with such a situation, the Japanese had already made plans.
Meixian Hospital.
A dozen ordinary people carrying dry food on their bodies and wearing turbans on their heads were standing in front of a Japanese soldier.
The Japanese whispered: "Due to the weather, the plan has been delayed. Everyone must be careful when entering the Tubal Road guerrilla zone this time."
"Hai." The Japanese dressed as civilians stood at attention and saluted.
Keiko opened a corner of the curtains on the second floor and watched this scene in the darkness, feeling very worried.
The soldiers of the Imperial Army disguised themselves as ordinary people and prepared to infiltrate into the Eighth Route Army and deliver Tiger La.
As a nurse, she knew very well what serious consequences it would have if Tiger La was rampant.
As a citizen of the empire, she had no intention of betraying the empire at all.
However, I also believe that the empire's propaganda is to realize the common prosperity of Greater Winter Asia, and it should not do such unscrupulous things.
It must be the people in the military who made their own decisions.
Therefore, she decided to wait until dawn to find the director of the education section of Xinglong Town.
At least the director of correctional education has always been opposed to killing.
The city gate opened quietly.
Captain Shen and his detective team members quietly slipped out of the city gate through the gap in the open city gate.
The team walked into the darkness.
A detective team member asked: "Captain, we are more than a hundred miles away from Xiaowangzhuang. The place is unfamiliar and it is not our defense zone. Why did Taijun let us do this dirty work?"
Before Captain Shen could answer, another traitor complained first: "Since the concentration camps were established, we have had nothing to do."
"The cunning rabbit is dead and the lackey is cooking, and the flying bird is hiding its good bow. I said that we should not be too harsh on the Eighth Route Army. Now that there is no Eighth Route Army in Meixian County, we will even have to do things in other counties."
"I don't think this can be done."
"Haha, who dares not to obey the orders of the imperial army?"
"Think about it. Throwing arsenic into a well is a dirty job that will end your descendants."
"I always feel that this is unusual. Poisoning a well cannot be done by just a few people from prison. Why should we go?"
"I feel that since there has been no raid during this period, and the hospital has suddenly expanded in size, there must be some ulterior motives? Perhaps the imperial army's decision to poison us was just a cover."
(End of chapter)
