What is our concept of guerrillas? Poor, poor and lacking in fighting ability, right? "
Ayi nodded.
"But look at the guerrillas on the other side. Each one has a 38-meter cap, and an average of ten people has a crooked machine gun. They eat rice and Japanese cans. Their life is better than that of our regular army. I am curious. Well, just ask them, you are living a good life, and these weapons are all snatched from the Japanese, right? We have won many battles, right?" Meng Fanglia looked at Ayi and said, "What do you think they did? explain?"
"How to say?"
"They said: Ah, yes, don't you know? There is an elusive masked hero in the Japanese-occupied area. Because of his existence, the Japanese night patrols did not dare to leave their positions too far. After the Japanese occupied Nantianmen, he Occasionally, militiamen who led guerrilla attacks in various towns and soldiers of the expeditionary force who could not return to the east coast would ambush patrolling Japanese troops and convoys transporting food. The enemy advanced and we retreated, the enemy retreated and we pursued, and the enemy was tired and we attacked, leaving the Takeuchi Mountains in dire straits. "
"Masked hero? I didn't expect such a hero in enemy-occupied territory."
Ayi was greatly encouraged, and his whole person seemed to be glowing with a second spring. He was always happy to hear the news of victory, even from a guy who didn't know his origins.
Meng Fan looked at him with disdain: "Those people also said that if the Japanese army hadn't been frightened, we people would never have been able to reach Heshun smoothly and leave without any danger. Unfortunately, the masked hero has already He hasn’t appeared for several months, and the Japanese are much bolder than before. They are very worried and don’t know whether the person is dead or what happened.”
"I hope God will bless the masked hero and make him safe and sound."
"No, are you really confused or are you pretending to be confused?"
Ayi was confused when he asked: "What do you mean by this?"
"They operate in the middle of the night and like to sneak attack Japanese troops who are out on patrol. They haven't shown up for several months. Won't you use your brain to compare these characteristics?"
Ayi frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly woke up.
"You mean... you mean... he... he..."
"Understood?"
Ayi nodded.
Meng Fan said: "Let's wait here to eat and die. People are not idle. Do you still remember that I was caught by Yu Xiaoqing as a deserter?"
"Remember, remember."
"Where's the letter in Vet Hao's hand? Have you read it?"
"seen it already."
"At that time, I felt that what he said to Yu Xiaoqing seemed to be borrowing from the topic, as if he knew that I would be in such a difficulty. My brother has never been able to figure out why. Hey, now there is an answer. I bet he knew about our old man a long time ago. I'm working as a security guard for the Japanese over there."
Meng Fanlai patted his thigh and said, "This Lin is so worried about us."
Ayi said: "He...he is really powerful."
Thump thump thump…
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the top of the stairs, and Nidan came down holding the radio.
"Captain Lin, I got the things."
Ayi said: "Why did it take so long?"
Nidan rubbed the back of his head and said, "I want to hear if someone is really singing inside."
Ayi put on his military cap and tidied up his appearance: "I'm bored, let's go first."
Meng Fan said: "Hey, you are on your way, the young master will continue to kneel here."
"Remember to go back before dark."
"Can't forget."
…
The next day, the flag slope position was held.
A veteran scooped up the grease from the pot and put it into his own food box. The people behind him stopped and said a few unpleasant words, and a group fight inevitably broke out.
Long Wenwen was not there, and Ayi did not have enough prestige. He even punched Dong Dao twice, who had gone to start a fight. It was not until Milong came over with the Czech style that the veterans regained their composure.
However, this does not mean that things are over.
Long Wenwen sold Lin Yue's radio and used the money to buy extra meals for the recruits who had been tricked from the second regiment, but the old men in the regiment had not tasted rice for more than two months, let alone meat.
There is no harm without comparison. They miss Lin Yue when he was in Zenda.
Ayi went to Meng Fanxie for help and found that the young master of Peiping was hiding in a trench not far from the PAK37 anti-aircraft gun, using a telescope to observe the situation on the other side.
"I'm bored, go and take a look. There's a fight over there."
"What can I do? Wash it, chop it, chop it, throw it into a pot, cook it, stew it, and let them chew it? It's all Mr. Long's fault. Go find him."
"He...he's not here."
Ayi is very troubled, feeling frustrated about his own inability, helpless about reality, and dissatisfied with Long Wenwen.
Lin Yue left the Maekawa Army with almost 600 men. What now? More than 800 mouths. The key is that even though they are short of food and clothing, that person is still poaching the main team. The newcomers only get two meals a day. Where are the veterans? The plantains boiled in salt water are also rationed. This situation is okay for a week and a half. If you do it for a long time, it will be strange if there are no problems.
"I really don't know what he thinks?"
Bu La, who was eating next to him, finished his last mouthful of rice and said, "That bastard is going to starve us to death."
Opposite him, Vet Hao, who was crushing the remaining tobacco from the cigarette butt and putting it into a cloth bag, looked at them and said nothing.
"Hey, hey, hey, what do you say?"
Ayi looked at Meng angrily and said, "What are you talking about?"
"Is that person Renshan Takeuchi? Badun has rebelled!"
"Show me." Ayi took the binoculars, and sure enough he saw a middle-aged man on the hilltop on the other side who was wiping his sword with a white handkerchief, surrounded by two dogs. The one with yellow hair was exactly the same as Badun.
Bu La also looked at the other side for a while, then squatted on the ground and said, "Oh no, Badun was so hungry that he ran to Xiaodongyang. Dog Rou is going to be lonely."
While several people were talking, two jeeps drove in behind the position.
Yu Xiaoqing got out of the car with a sullen face: "You asked me to come to Qipo just to watch your scum fight?"
"Master's seat, Master's seat." Long Wenwen held on to his helmet and trotted from the back of the car to keep up: "Isn't it because there is no food?"
Yu Xiaoqing said: "I didn't deduct your salary, right?"
Long Wenwen glanced at Tang Ji: "There are a lot more people in the regiment now, and wages and supplies are still distributed according to the previous standards."
"I thought you brought me to Qi Qipo to show off the results of my military training, but I didn't expect you brought me here to cry out for poverty. You are really good at it, Captain Long."
"Master, this is Master Yu's position after all."
"Master Yu, do you still know that you are a member of Master Yu? Yes, you are quite smart. You have learned 99% of the style of Supervisor Lin. For such a big thing as going to the West Bank, you left without making any noise. Now, have you ever thought about what to do if the enemy comes along the way?"
"Master, what you said...is really..."
"What is it really? What is it really?" Yu Xiaoqing grabbed his collar: "Are you trying to say that what you did was right?"
"..."
Long Wenwen didn't dare to look at him.
Not far away from them, Tang Ji was standing in the trench wearing a raincoat, whispering something to Ayi.
"Major Lin, what are you afraid of saying? Don't worry, speak boldly, I will take care of you if anything happens. You must know that as a soldier, you must put the interests of the country and the interests of Yu Division first. One."
Ayi glanced at the old and new cannon fodder behind him: "Assistant Master Tang, this matter really has nothing to do with Director Lin, he just..."
Tang Ji asked: "Just what?"
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