The Eighth Route Army detachment is at the same level as the regiment, but is much larger, and some of the soldiers are not out of work.
It is stronger than ordinary guerrillas and district teams, but there is no essential difference.
The district's Majiahe detachment is stationed in Lianggouwan Village.
The village is named after the backwater formed when the tributaries flow into the canal.
There are only more than 300 retired soldiers in the detachment.
In a village surrounded by trees, a large group of people stood at the entrance of the village, lining up to welcome the team.
Serve roasted sweet potatoes, white eggs, peanuts, and watermelon.
A group of children were laughing and running around the welcoming team.
Battalion Commander Li looked at everything in front of him calmly. The sacrifice of the deputy commander still lingered in his heart.
A soldier in a worn-out gray military uniform with his arms and knees patched walked up to him and said in a serious tone: "Li Datou, you are fine..."
"Hello, Political Commissar Qin!" Battalion Commander Li stood at attention and raised his hand as a police salute: "I passed by your base this time and asked for a drink..."
"They are all my own family, what are you talking about?" Political Commissar Qin of the detachment raised his hand in return and punched Battalion Commander Li in the chest: "It's good to come back alive!"
"Hey, the devil wants my life, there is no way..."
"Listen, after you went out this time, you even set up a radio station?" Political Commissar Qin looked around at the soldiers behind Battalion Commander Li.
"You are quite well-informed..."
Political Commissar Qin stopped talking nonsense: "The superiors sent a correspondent here. You have to cross the river here. I still don't understand how this news spread so fast..."
Political Commissar Qin began to communicate with Battalion Commander Li about the situation of this trip.
"...You are, the brothers' troops have been arranged in place, it's great!"
Battalion Commander Li shook his head: "What's strange is that the Japanese didn't seem to concentrate their forces to recapture Qinghe County..."
"This is really weird. It made such a big fuss but failed to mobilize the Japanese at all..." Political Commissar Qin didn't know the details.
"So, you must be more vigilant during this period to prevent the devils from Guan County from crossing the river from this area and marching westward..."
"I will discuss it with the detachment leader later, but... we have to deal with the locust plague right now, and there are not many people available..."
A mysterious smile appeared on Battalion Commander Li's face: "Old Qin, this time, I will give you a big gift..."
"What kind of gift?" Political Commissar Qin's eyes widened.
"Two Japanese iron-hulled motor boats, twenty 38 rifles..." Battalion Commander Li lowered his voice.
"38 rifle? Stop it, are you willing to give it up?" Political Commissar Qin was stunned for a moment.
"You still don't know what my temper is like? I've always been the same..."
"It's not all junk, right?"
"If it's less than 90% new, you scold me..."
Political Commissar Qin finally showed a smile on his face: "Don't joke with me!"
Battalion Commander Li whispered in Political Commissar Qin's ear for a long time.
"Hey, as long as you have the direction, you don't have to worry about fishing for guns in the river!" Political Commissar Qin waved his hand.
"Okay, add five to two, and half of our family..." Battalion Commander Li nodded: "If we weren't in a hurry, this good thing wouldn't be your turn..."
The two turned around and headed towards the village.
"The Japanese released bacteria. How about the losses in your base area?"
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"Fortunately, our superiors informed us in advance that the Japanese had breached the embankment and unleashed Tiger La La. Our detachment followed the instructions from our superiors. The local anti-Japanese government has done its job well, and there has been no situation where mass death and mass support have occurred for the time being."
"This is good news..."
"Don't be too early. A large number of locusts are taking food from the people's mouths. The detachment leader is leading the soldiers to help the villagers harvest..."
"By the way, let me introduce to you. The man behind you is Battalion Commander Hu Yi, who captured the Japanese patrol boat with a cunning plan..."
"Hu Yi...battalion commander? Is he Hu Yi from the Independent Regiment?" Political Commissar Qin was stunned for a moment.
"Independent regiment? Isn't it an independent regiment?" Battalion Commander Li was a little confused.
"He didn't follow you?" Political Commissar Qin looked strange.
"you know?"
"Hey, you forgot about beating the fake brigade commander to death in the Huanglong Lane last year?"
"The soldiers were very excited to be able to cooperate with comrades from the mountains, and they clamored that this time they must teach the puppet soldiers a big lesson." Battalion Commander Li suddenly remembered: "Hu Yi...isn't he from the 9th Company of the Independent Regiment? "
"He was already the battalion commander at that time, but their soldiers always used to call him company commander..."
Battalion Commander Li nodded, looking excited: "I have to ask Battalion Commander Hu Yi why he hid it from me..."
"No, you have forgotten our discipline. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Don't know what you shouldn't know. It's up to me to talk about this."
"So, the superiors must have arranged for them to come here with other tasks. Anyway, I don't believe they are here to catch locusts."
Political Commissar Qin looked forward to it: "It would be great if they could stay here for a while and guide us in the battle."
Battalion Commander Li shook his head: "We can't expect too much."
Political Commissar Qin sighed and nodded: "Send all the wounded to the village quickly."
A soldier came in a hurry: "Report, at the southern ferry...across the river, a large number of Japanese were found at the ferry guarded by Chen Baji..."
...
base area.
This word sounds familiar to me
The mature sorghum fields are ablaze.
Following the main battalion, the ninth battalion carrying stretchers walked among the sorghum.
From time to time, I saw militiamen standing on the roadside at the edge of the sorghum field, saying hello cordially.
The members of the Bodybuilding Children's League looked at a mule cart in the team with big curious eyes.
On the mule cart, there was a female eighth grader standing, waving her hands excitedly and shouting: "Oh, this sorghum looks so good..."
Hu Yi's face turned dark, he grabbed the girl's arm and pushed her on the mule cart: "Sit down quietly."
The girl was very dissatisfied: "I want you to take care of it!"
Finally, I had to jump off the mule cart again.
Hu Yi raised his hand and grabbed her collar and brought her back: "You are the instructor after all. Can you maintain your image as an elderly person?"
The girl bared her teeth at Hu Yi and shook her fist: "Don't mind your own business. The man named Li went into the village by himself and left us alone. I must make him look good."
Hu Yi chuckled, looked the girl up and down, and said with a tut, "I, this is the place where the brothers' troops are, can you please restrain yourself?"
The girl blinked her big eyes and suddenly burst into laughter: "You are so childish. If you can't be free in the base area, how can you live your life like this?"
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Hu Yi started to have a toothache. This girl was not afraid of anything, and her courage was boundless. There was nothing she dared not do.
If you fall off this mule cart, it will be troublesome to injure your arms and legs.
Ever since she attracted the Japanese alone by the canal, this girl has been struggling.
He actually asked Li Xiang to repair the patrol boat engine.
Looking at Hu Yi's face as black as the bottom of a pot, Luo Fugui, who was chewing sorghum in his mouth, stared with triangular eyes and suddenly burst into laughter.
It was the first time I saw Boss Hu's helpless expression.
He patted Boss Hu on the shoulder and shook his head to comfort him: "Boss Hu, this girl has this temper. Just get used to it. Get used to it."
Hu Yi's face turned darker. He knew very well that with greater ability comes greater responsibility.
Good steel is used in the blade.
There is no way their superiors would let them go through all the trouble of crossing the canal and just catch locusts.
He rubbed his stiff face and said, "This time when we cross the canal, things won't be that simple!"
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The Japanese guard post on the west side of the ferry.
Liu Yuanqing squatted on the ground, patted the bloodless face of the Japanese sentry lying on the ground, and whispered in a low voice: "It's surprising, isn't it?"
The Japanese looked unconvinced: "You inferior people, you are just like mice pretending to be the imperial army to attack..."
"You still talk tough when you are about to die..." Liu Yuanqing smiled: "In other words, you refuse to surrender?"
"How can noble warriors of the Empire surrender to low-level people... Under the iron heel of the Imperial Army, you will all pay the price sooner or later!" The Japs were not afraid. If these guys hadn't pretended to be Imperial Army correspondents, they would have spoken fluently. If you say anything, he won't be fooled and captured.
"Well, in this case, after you die and enter your crappy shrine, if your photo bitch gives you a chance to be reborn, remember never to set foot on this land again." Liu Yuanqing stood up and said He raised his leg and stepped hard on the devil's neck.
With a click, the devil didn't even have a chance to scream, and his neck was trampled directly.
For a noble imperial warrior to be trampled to death like this is definitely an unbearable insult to the Japanese.
However, he had no chance to choose how to die. He twitched a few times and stopped moving.
Liu Yuanqing squatted down again, began to remove the clean military uniform from the Japanese corpse, and quickly put it on himself.
Fortunately, the guards sent by the Japanese division headquarters selected relatively tall Japanese soldiers in order to show off their appearance. Otherwise, Liu Yuanqing's tall body would not be able to wear a Japanese military uniform.
The dirty face who stepped on the neck of another guard sentry soldier next to him hesitated for a while, and finally warned: "Liu, you bastard... be careful!"
"Don't worry about me, you just need to launch an attack on the ferry the moment the Japanese get on board..."
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