Sun Chenghai was not only dissatisfied, but also looked provocative.
"You have tied me up for so long, and my legs and feet have long been inflexible. Do you want me to do it with you? Do you have what it takes?"
Lin Feng was a little proud at this time. Everyone in Sun Chenghai was holding bowls and eating pork stewed vermicelli, and no one was still on his side.
"I said you kid, see if there is anyone else over there?"
Sun Chenghai didn't say anything. He took the steamed bun and sat down to eat it. In the evening, Lin Feng was discussing the base area with Li Daben.
"We can't stay in the mountains like this all the time. People really think we are just going down the mountain to open a military camp."
"It's okay to open a military camp, but what if we're afraid that the bald people will think we are Japanese Japs and attack us secretly?"
"We can't stay in the mountains. We have to let the common people see that the Eighth Route Army has never given up on them."
The Eighth Route Army is the backbone of the people who can stand up straight. If our own people can't stand up straight, won't the little devils have to sit on their necks and shit?
While the two were still discussing, a Japanese man ran in and covered his head.
"Sun Chenghai ran away!"
This kid is quite powerful. He knocked someone down while the kid wasn't paying attention and ran away. He also stole a gun.
"You guys are really cowards, even with a gun you can't see a guy with his hands and feet tied up."
Li Daben shook his head and smacked his lips.
"It's no use. This kid is like a stone in a latrine. It's smelly, hard, and slippery as hell."
Li Da has long wanted to conquer this grandson, but this guy is really difficult to control.
"Then are there still forces fighting against Japanese soldiers around here?"
Sweet potato chuckled.
"Why not? There is a bald man around here. The company commander is called Chen Feng. He is difficult to offend."
"Chen Feng is pretty good. Let's not bully him. We'll send some people over later and send some pork over. They're all part of the anti-Japanese team."
Chen Feng has not yet followed the Eighth Route Army, and he is also puzzled when he learns that the person delivering the meat is Li Da's capable person.
Sweet potato and Huanhuo spent a day looking for the Ninth Route Army. The two children were so tired that they lost weight, so they took a few bites of the steamed bun.
"I'm confused. It's as if these grandchildren disappeared under the ground. I haven't found them even after looking for them all day."
"We searched all the surrounding hills. The common people also inquired about the place where the Ninth Route Army recruited troops. No one was there."
The two of them were talking and eating, and Li Daben looked at Lin Feng.
"Sun Chenghai is probably afraid of being found by us. This guy is a hard-to-train eagle."
"No matter how difficult it is, we have to find this kid. I want to see what he is capable of."
Lin Feng didn't care so much. If this kid didn't come back for a day, he wouldn't feel at ease. If the little Japanese took action, hundreds of lives in the Ninth Route Army would be gone in an instant.
If this guy hadn't been too reckless, he wouldn't have become a polished commander in the end.
"Yesterday's pork stewed vermicelli, was it delicious?"
Lin Feng asked everyone that eating pork stewed with vermicelli was originally a good thing, but today Lin Feng gave away a whole pig to the bald man.
Although we are all members of the anti-Japanese and Japanese-Japanese fighting force, no one has a strong family background. It looks like they can have another meal of pork, but now it’s gone...
"Look at you guys, you're such a bear, you've got so much potential!"
Li Da was able to help Lin Feng speak.
"Don't argue, we are all a family, who can eat or not eat? If you want to eat pork, I will take you down the mountain!"
A large group of people came down the mountain on the 60th and 70th and went directly to the village at the foot of the mountain.
"What the hell are you doing, stealing someone else's pig?"
Li Da's brain was spinning the fastest and he quickly stopped Lin Feng. This was against discipline and he couldn't do it.
"Then if we claim to be members of the Ninth Route Army after eating pork, what do you think the people will think? Will Sun Chenghai seek revenge on us?"
Only then did Li realize what Lin Feng meant. He slapped his thigh and commanded the people to not only steal the pig, but also drive away two sheep...
After the pigs and sheep were driven out, Lin Feng had people leave words on the wall.
"Borrow the pigs and sheep, Ninth Route Army!"
A group of people turned around and drove the pigs and sheep to the gate of the little devil's military camp.
"It's too late now. Your Excellency, can you ask the soldiers to help you kill pigs and sheep tomorrow?"
When Lin Feng heard this, he looked at the Japs on duty and was shocked.
"I will eat the stewed pork now and roast that sheep for me. If you keep talking nonsense, I will peel off your skin."
The prince has spoken, what else can the little devil say?
Their army doesn't have a tradition not to beat or scold soldiers, can Lin Feng get used to it?
But it was understandable that Lin Feng would do this. Li Da and the others also acted like great masters, commanding the little devils to line up out of the city.
"Mr. Li, what do you want us to do?"
Li Daben patted the dirt on his body.
"I have a problem. I like to listen to books and watch plays. Come with us to find a storyteller and ask him to come back and tell me stories!"
The little devil was stunned. Who in this area didn't know the bad reputation of the little devil?
Why do we go out in groups so late at night just to find a storyteller?
Wouldn't it be too shameful for you to spread this news?
"Are you going to fucking go or not?"
Shitou wanted to take the opportunity to retaliate. As long as the little devil hesitated for a moment, he would beat and scold him.
These bastards have done so many bad things, and if you don't settle the matter with them now, it's just an advantage.
"We'll set off immediately and clear the way quickly."
More than 30 little devils, who really couldn't ride motorcycles, forced the storyteller to wake up from his sleep.
"I have something to talk about. I don't know where I have offended you."
The storyteller is old and is not afraid of death, but he still has a family.
If the little devil opens his eyes and kills a whole family, that will be trouble.
"Old sir, please get up quickly. Our prince wants to hear your story."
The old man was a little puzzled, so Li Da capable quickly explained, saying that we are the Eighth Route Army, and now the little devil wants to atone for his sins.
"Uncle, don't be afraid. These little devils are our servants. Let them prepare for any requirements!"
When the old man heard this, he became interested.
Who can miss the opportunity to deal with the little devil? This must not tire them out to the point of peeing.
The old man stopped panicking and asked Mr. Li to sit down and patted the dirt on his body to get rid of his previous nervousness.
"There is a problem with the old man's storytelling. He must ride in a sedan chair to the city. Otherwise, he will be unhappy and find it difficult to tell stories."
This old man really knows how to deal with these little devils.
"It's too late. I'll make up for it tomorrow, sir, okay?"
I couldn't offend him, so I could only coax the old man and the little devil to be humble and beg.
"That won't work. We need a sedan. We'll find a way without you, otherwise I won't go."
The little devil had no choice but to ride his motorcycle back to the city and find someone to rent a sedan overnight.
But a new problem appeared again...
