"What a strange woman!" When Wang Laomao sighed like this, it was already the next day, and their group set off towards the Taihang Mountains with this batch of arms.
Everyone admired Gao Huaide.
Think about it, given the current reality of China's weakness, people who want to fight against Japan sometimes have to risk their lives to get a gun. However, Gao Huaide relied on his own ability to go to the 53rd Army's arsenal and make such a gun so easily. How could they not admire a batch of weapons?
"I feel like I picked a cucumber in my own garden!" Qiu Bo also sighed.
Obviously, Gao Huaide had provided weapons and ammunition from the 51st Army's arsenal to the Eighth Route Army more than once.
As for Gao Huaide's ability, none of Shang Zhen's group has it, not even all of them together!
You must know that the Northeastern Army is now directly under the National Government. Although it is also called the Northeastern Army, it is actually part of the Central Army series.
That old man can stop paying them or replenishing their troops, but he can't stop giving them guns and ammunition!
Shang Zhen sat in the first carriage, and he was full of admiration for Gao Huaide. He sat with Gao Huaide and listened to Gao Huaide's speech.
Gradually, Shang Zhen understood that if the Northeast Army wanted to resist Japan, it would regard all real anti-Japanese forces as its allies.
As for what Gao Huaide did, all the insiders knew it well. Gao Huaide did exactly what they wanted to do but couldn't do, so who wouldn't cover her up?
"Sister De, how many weapons did you have to dig out from the arsenal?" When Shang Zhen asked Gao Huaide this question, Gao Huaide laughed.
"I didn't move so many, didn't I have you here this time? It turns out that I was just moving like a mouse, with just a few people!" Gao Huaide said with a smile.
"Then you really have to be careful. The people in the army are not vegetarians." Shang Zhen said this because he was worried about Gao Huaide's safety.
The scars left by the whip on his body are proof now.
"What are you doing without risk? There is no difference between doing this to me and going to the battlefield.
Ten little devils are better than a hundred little devils. Do you dare to say that there is no danger in beating ten little devils?
It’s worth doing something big this time!
You don’t know how much the Eighth Route Army is short of guns. Because of the lack of guns, our people and troops will suffer huge losses.
Compared with those losses, what I did is nothing! Gao Huaide said.
Shang Zhen nodded.
At this time, Gao Huaide said again: "Let me tell you a true story I heard.
One unit of the Eighth Route Army only had one heavy machine gun, but the heavy machine gun was missing a part. The heavy machine gun could only fire one bullet each time.
This heavy machine gun is so heavy that it feels like a rifle. No one in the heavy machine gun class wants to carry it. They all want to go to another class.
But later the leader said, even if you are holding such a heavy machine gun, you are still participating in the battle. Although you can only fire one bullet at a time, the Japanese devils don't know!
They think that since we have heavy machine guns, they dare not act unscrupulously. "
Shang Zhen then nodded, this situation can be imagined.
"I see there are no heavy machine guns in that arsenal!" Shang Zhen thought about the situation when transporting the arms.
"You can't move even if you have that one. It's too obvious to move that one. Heavy machine guns are only used by regular troops. If that happens, it will be too dangerous for this matter to get serious." Gao Huaide said with a helpless smile.
Shang Zhen wanted to say, if there is a chance in the future, I will help you find that accessory, but he estimated that Gao Huaide might not know what that accessory looked like, so in the end he did not answer the phone again, and he began to pay attention to the situation on the road.
This time, there was an additional carriage. The reason was that there were a lot of arms being moved out, and people still needed to ride in a carriage.
Now it is no longer smuggling arms to the Eighth Route Army, but armed escort, and Shang Zhen and the others have also changed into civilian clothes.
Shang Zhen and Gao Huaide sat on the first carriage, Leng Xiaozhi and Mo Jianchenchen sat on the second carriage, Chu Tian sat on the third carriage, but Mr. Wang sat on the last carriage. Drive on.
This was originally the defense area of the Northeastern Army. The Japanese army was busy attacking the city and plundering the territory, and had not yet had time to extend its tentacles to the countryside.
Therefore, Shang Zhen's escort mission this time is more like a long journey.
However, at noon, Shang Zhen still got off the carriage and drove
A horse-drawn carriage was used for inspection and enquiry.
When Mr. Wang, who was sitting in the carriage at the back, saw Shang Zhen talking to Leng Xiaozhi in a serious manner, he started to blink, and thought to himself, Mr. Shang, you little brat, just pretend, you Pretend hard!
The journey was long, and just as dusk was approaching, Gao Huaide pointed to the smoke in the distance and said, "Let's go to that village to rest tonight."
A village is also a village, and Northeastern people are accustomed to calling villages a village.
Just when Shang Zhen said "Okay", they heard two gunshots "pop" and "pop" suddenly coming from that direction.
The gunshot made everyone instantly alert, and Shang Zhen looked at Gao Huaide.
Gao Huaide also looked ahead warily, but the gunfire did not sound again, and there was no black smoke from the house being set on fire.
"It's probably not a kid who entered the village." Xiao Dustpan, who was in the same carriage as Shang Zhen, guessed.
Shang Zhen only looked at Gao Huaide.
Only Gao Huaide knows the situation best along the way. Where to rest or sleep in the wild, you need to listen to Gao Huaide.
"To be on the safe side, it's better not to enter that village. Let's avoid this village, eat something, and travel overnight." After thinking for a while, Gao Huaide said.
Shang Zhen nodded, he also meant the same thing.
This time they were escorting arms, and Shang Zhen didn't want to cause trouble.
So under Gao Huaide's guidance, their convoy went around the fields.
Night fell amid the bumps of the carriage, and their convoy finally took to the road again.
Dinner was just some dry food on the carriage. Although it was dark all around, there was still a bit of white on the road, and the horse team moved forward slowly.
Shang Zhen leaned on the bullet box behind him and stopped paying attention to the movements around him.
It was impossible for him to keep such vigilance all the time. It was neither possible nor necessary. But then he noticed movement beside him. Gao Huaide said, "I'll go down for a moment."
Shang Zhen didn't take it seriously. At this time, what emerged in his mind was the scene when Leng Xiaozhi and him were alone together a few days ago.
When Leng Xiaozhi saw the scars on his body, she lay in his arms and cried.
And the moment Leng Xiaozhi cried, Shang Zhen felt that the softest part of his heart was touched, and then he held Leng Xiaozhi in his arms.
Shang Zhen didn't believe what Leng Xiaozhi said that Mo Jianchen was her husband!
The reason here is very simple. Since Gao Huaide can make Leng Xiaozhi pretend to be her sister, then why can't Leng Xiaozhi find a fake husband? It's just a simple reasoning.
If he was thinking more about taking care of a little sister when he carried Leng Xiaozhi to northern Shaanxi, then the cold kiss Leng Xiaozhi gave her on the cold night made him fully understand Leng Xiaozhi's love for her. own feelings.
But this time when the two met again, Shang Zhen felt that the fire deep in his heart was ignited.
Should he get out of the car and look for her? Shang Zhen thought while it was dark.
And it was at this time that he felt that the movement of the carriage was caused by someone sitting on the carriage.
Shang Zhen didn't take this seriously. He thought Gao Huaide was back, so he whispered, "Sister De, are you back?"
But Shang Zhen didn't hear Gao Huaide's response. Instead, a low voice sounded in his ear: "It's me."
The moment he heard the voice, Shang Zhen felt that the fire that had just been extinguished in his heart was burning again, so he stretched out his arms and hugged the owner of the voice.
The carriage was still moving forward slowly, but no one knew that it was right in front of the bullet box on the first carriage. A young soldier was hugging his sweetheart.
"Does it still hurt?" the female voice whispered.
"It doesn't hurt." The male voice replied.
Then a soft hand reached into the soldier's clothes and gently touched the scars.
"Stop touching, scratch." After a while the male voice whispered.
But his words did not make the little hand withdraw from his arms. Instead, the words spoken by the female voice made the male voice's head buzz, like a thunder: "If you... You can put your hand in if you think it’s unfair!”
