The sky above the valley is blue and covered with white clouds.
The sun rising into the sky cannot illuminate the bottom of the valley.
The mountain breeze blows over the green cliffs, and birds fly up and down in the valley from time to time.
He didn't care at all about the anxious puppet troops at the bottom of the valley.
"What?"
"Is it blocked at the front and back?"
After sleeping in the valley all night in fear, the puppet soldiers immediately began to commotion after receiving the news.
The smart ones started looking around for a way out, while the less smart ones immediately looked up with their heads shaking.
The mountains on both sides were so steep that it was absolutely difficult to fly except with wings, and I felt even more panicked.
Someone immediately began to complain: "The company commander's brain must have been caught in the door, otherwise we should have forced a breakout last night."
The three platoon commanders rushed to the side of the pseudo-company commander who was leaning against the gap in the mountain wall and raising his head.
"Company Commander, are you sure the guard platoon has surrendered? Does that mean our retreat is also cut off?" A platoon leader spoke first.
"Company commander, what should we do now?" the second platoon leader asked:
"Company Commander, how about we fight to the death and rush out of the valley!" Although the third platoon leader lacked vision, he could not let these two dominate and quickly expressed his stance.
The pseudo company commander looked up at the top of the valley without speaking.
Seeing the unfathomable look of the company commander, the platoon commander became anxious: "Company commander, this is what I think. Since we finally escaped from the Japanese, we might as well go into the mountains with the guard platoon to fight guerrillas!"
The second platoon leader seconded: "Yes, he can survive in the mountains, why can't we survive?"
"I think we vote for whoever we choose. Anyway, it's because it's to save our lives, or it's more cost-effective to surrender." The third platoon leader was about to fight his way out of the valley just now, but changed his position in the second sentence.
"Second the proposal." The second platoon leader said.
"If you surrender to the Japanese and become a traitor, you will not be able to enter your ancestral graves. If you surrender to the Eighth Route Army, you will die of starvation. No matter which road you choose, it will be difficult to walk." A platoon leader sighed.
"Then let's hand over our guns and surrender?" As soon as the third platoon leader finished speaking, he was kicked hard by the company commander and fell to his knees.
"Get ready for battle!" The pseudo-company commander looked back and carefully bent down to tie his leggings: "Wear all military uniforms backwards and tell them that we are anti-Japanese guerrillas. Anyone who dares to stop us will create friction!"
"Company Commander Gao Ming. Hehehehe..." The platoon leader immediately flattered him.
"That's right, if he dares to take action, let's make him walk around without food!" the second platoon leader quickly explained.
"Company commander, I'll be the forward this time!" The third platoon leader's eyes lit up and he immediately rushed to lend his strength.
In fact, the pseudo company commander was not completely sure: "Don't worry, the current task is to make them believe that we are the national army!"
The third platoon leader took off the big-brimmed hat that was buckled crookedly on his head and threw it into the river: "This old big hat is so damn awkward. It gives me a headache wearing it."
The third platoon leader then took off his clothes and pants and put them on again.
He tied the bandage again, stood up, turned around and stamped his feet. He felt that the rubber shoes were tight enough. He picked up the rifle leaning against the tree, confirmed that the bullets were fully loaded, and looked up at the pseudo-company commander: "Shall I go first?"
The pseudo-company commander nodded and told the third platoon leader: "Let's highlight the move. Just tell them that if you dare to shoot, you will create friction. Remember, brothers are not allowed to push the bolt of the gun to load the bullet. If they really want to take action, , just hand over the gun.”
"What? Hand over the gun?"
The pseudo company commander is not brainless: "Although the Eighth Route Army is poor, it keeps its word. If there is really no other way, everyone should just join the Eighth Route Army."
The puppet platoon leader held up a white flag: "We are the South Taihang anti-Japanese guerrillas of the National Army. Get out of the way quickly, otherwise we will look good to you."
"You are so shameless. You surrendered to the Japanese and became a traitor. Now, do you think you are still an anti-Japanese team?"
"Anyway, we are the guerrillas of the national army. Get out of the way, otherwise I will be rude to you."
Ma Liang hid his head and didn't show his face at all: "What nonsense, tell all your people to come over and surrender, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless!"
Seeing the opponents confronting each other, the pseudo-platoon leader immediately raised his voice: "Although we don't have many people, if we really take action, you may not be able to take advantage!"
"Then just let your horse come over and try..."
"I said, we are all Chinese, aren't you trying to trick us? I won't do this to you!"
"Brother, I know I'm wrong, okay? We became puppet soldiers just to become monkeys and infiltrate the enemy's belly!"
"Look at you, you look like a mother if you have breasts. It's the first time I've seen such shameless people!"
"I know you look down on me. Just stay away from me today so that we can meet again tomorrow."
"Ahem...stop, stop, stop...I said you are just trying to survive. You all know what our Eighth Route Army is capable of. Now that we have food and land, follow us to fight against the Japanese. You can hold your chest high wherever you go."
"There was a sound of hurried footsteps approaching: It's wrong of you to say that. We are all fighting Japanese enemies. How can friendly forces brag about each other and glare at each other? We have to talk to each other properly."
"Shut up! I'll give you half an hour." This time Ma Liang didn't want to be verbose.
A burst of hurried footsteps approached, and the third platoon leader cried sadly: "They won't let us pass! They said they would only give us half an hour to think about it."
The pseudo company commander finally gave up hope: "Even if we surrender, we still have to fight!"
TRAIN STATION.
"Report to the brigade commander that a large number of imperial troops are coming from the south along the railway."
Guo Qing's face tightened: "Didn't we agree that we will defend this section of the railway?"
"Report, after Taijun at the station answered the phone, he hurriedly gathered and went to the blockhouse outside the station to block the ditch."
"What do you mean?" Guo Qing was confused.
A man in black came out of the room on the second floor: "In my opinion, the Japanese are probably going to attack us!"
"Fart." Guo Qing was nervous, but there was nothing strange on his face: "There is no way my second brother will betray you!"
"Master, think about it. The little devil first killed Xu Tieying. We are the closest to Handan City. There is a saying that they can't sleep peacefully on the side of the bed. I think it's better to make plans in advance."
"Come here, let's first ask why the imperial army is here?"
A puppet soldier hurriedly "reported that all our brothers patrolling in the south are dead."
"How did you die?"
"The Japanese picked them to death one by one with their bayonets. I didn't follow the patrol because I had diarrhea, so I escaped."
"Are the Japanese really going to attack us?"
"We have been dealing with the little devil for so many years, don't you still understand the virtue of the little devil?"
"Report, along the Zhang River in the south of Cheng'an County, a large number of people are vomiting and diarrhea, and many people have died."
"Master, I heard that the little devils released a large number of tiger bacteria into the river and planned to kill all the Chinese people in the Weihe and Zhanghe river basins."
"how do you know?"
"Report. A call from the brothers at the gun tower. They said that the An County Armed Task Force informed them that the little Japs were poisoning the river."
Guo Qing's scalp was numb. Is this little devil really a cunning rabbit that dies and is cooked by a lackey?
"Master, don't hesitate any longer. If you keep cutting off, you will suffer chaos!"
"The First Regiment, assemble immediately, and the messenger, immediately call the Second Regiment in the north and ask them to assemble immediately, clear the train station, and immediately go west into the mining area."
"Master, to the west is the territory of the Thirteenth Detachment of the Eighth Route Mining Area!"
"Shut up, and order the Third Regiment to change into civilian clothes on the spot, hide in a nearby village, and wait for opportunities to move!" Guo Qing is not a good person. As long as he has someone in his hands, he can enjoy good food and drink wherever he goes.
"Brother Guo understands the righteousness and abandons the secret to the light. From now on, your supplies will be handed over to us!" The man in black was overjoyed and immediately took out a letter of appointment from his pocket: "Guo Qing is hereby appointed."
