I didn't stop when I passed Shangping, which was considered a quasi-security area on the map of the devils, so I didn't suffer the slaughter of the devils like Zhang Zhuang.

Many of their troops had died in the last battle, although news of their deaths had already reached their families.

But for the families of those martyrs, there is still a glimmer of expectation, perhaps the troops made a mistake, and their relatives and sons did not actually die.

Although this situation does exist, but after all, it is a small probability event, but Zhang Yunfei is unwilling to break their good expectations, as long as they do not confirm it with their own eyes, they will have a beautiful vision of hope, believing that their children are likely to be alive.

Although the sweep in the southern mountains of Xincheng is now over, the large-scale sweep in the entire large area has not ended, so at present, the entire New Taipei area is full of puppet army activities.

The masters of the puppet army are busy, and as a puppet army, they naturally can't do nothing, even if they can't make achievements, they have to pretend, so in every village in New Taipei, at least a part of the puppet army or detective team is stationed to strictly guard and completely eliminate the Eighth Route Army.

On the Xinqing kilometer, there are often mechanized troops patrolling back and forth by devils, and their posture is naturally not to guard against their Xinqing detachment.

After all, the devils mobilized 50,000 or 60,000 troops for this sweep, and their Xinqing detachment didn't have such a big face, they were just guarding against the troops in the sweeping area from breaking through the area encircled by the devils.

The direction of the breakthrough will most likely choose the New Taipei and Gyeongbuk regions, after all, this area is an important transportation artery for the south and north.

Only when I come out of the mountain can I feel that the killing atmosphere of the sweep is so strong, and I don't know how difficult the days of the Kuomintang and the Eighth Route Army troops surrounded by the devil's heavy army must be, and the sacrifice of this sweep will not be light.

This place can't stay, they continue to travel through Xinqing kilometers, all the way to the north, through the entire Xinbei and Qingbei, and then rest in a mountain temple, Zhang Yunfei didn't sleep for long, as soon as the day dawned, he woke up, looked at the sky, and looked at the cadres and soldiers who were sleeping with guns, Zhang Yunfei added some firewood to the fire.

After marching for so long, the soldiers were extremely tired, and fortunately there was such a ruined temple to shelter everyone, otherwise there would not even be a place to rest in the cold winter.

When they arrived here last night, it was almost early in the morning, and when the time for eating was added, the troops had now rested for two or three hours at most.

Zhang Yunfei decided to let the soldiers rest for a while, this is already the northernmost part of Gyeongbuk, the Gyeonghe River is surrounded by mountains on three sides, only the east and the northern half are plains, they have now crossed the entire plain area, and reached the northernmost mountainous area.

Zhang Yunfei, who had nothing to do, began to look at this mountain temple, because of the disrepair, probably because there were often hunters who spent the night here, and this mountain temple was a little black from the smoke.

"Squadron Leader, you're awake too." The ugly baby not far away woke up, sat up straight, and greeted Zhang Yunfei, who was looking at the black mountain god, this kid is now completely mature, no longer calling him Brother Ergou, now they call him Squadron Leader.

"Oh, you're awake, why don't you sleep more." Optimistic people generally recover quickly, and the iron egg who plays the decadent wind quickly recovers from the blow of losing a loved one, but it is the more sentimental person like the ugly baby who hits harder, and now he looks a lot duller.

"I can't sleep, I often dream of the tragic death of my father and mother and the villagers of Zhangzhuang, and so are you."

"Uh, no, I didn't look at it." Zhang Yunfei really didn't go to see the villagers in Zhangzhuang for the last time, since the tragedy has happened and has become a fact, it can't change anything if you don't go to see it, so let yourself always keep that small bridge and flowing water, a leisurely village in your mind.

The busy and poor villagers, chasing and frolicking children, and the village chief Uncle Zhang with an angry face, of course, the mountain stream at the head of the village and the stone bridge, at that time I peeked at Dr. Zhao taking a bath and fell from there (this matter is pure speculation, created by Tie Dan, it is a matter of men's face, and it is a bit perverted to peek at the laundry, which must not be admitted).

Zhang Yunfei felt that their topic was getting heavier and heavier, so he changed the topic and said: "This mountain god is also strange, how can he hold a knife, isn't it all a trident." ”

"That squadron leader, this is Second Master Guan." The ugly baby said with a shocked face.

"This is the Guandi Temple?"

The ugly baby nodded indifferently.

"Oh, Second Master Guan is blackened, who can recognize it." In later generations, he had never seen any temples, and he didn't like to travel, the mountain temple, the Guandi temple or the land temple or something, he had never seen any of them, so he was naturally stupid and couldn't tell the difference.

However, it is in vain to see it, and the temples of later generations are basically rebuilt, and the original has long been damaged or demolished. There is still a gap between the real original version of this era, at least the image of Guan Erye is quite different from his own cognition, and it is normal that he can't recognize it in smoke.

But in this era, it seems to be quite abnormal, this is all a matter of common sense, and it is not necessary to look at the statue, just look at the shape of the temple to know what the temple is.

This is very unfriendly to him, a modern person, who can recognize anyone who studies ancient architecture, but he can refer to Guan Gong as a mountain god.

Fortunately, the ugly baby didn't think much about it, Brother Ergou lost his father and mother very early, and no one took him to burn incense and worship the Buddha It seems normal that he can't recognize it.

It was not until it was nearly noon that the soldiers woke up from their slumber, and after a hasty beat, their spirits improved a lot.

So it was decided that the whole squadron would have a meeting to decide how the squadron would develop next.

According to Zhang Yunfei's original plan, they chose a place in New Taipei or Qingbei to open up a base area, but unfortunately now the Japanese puppet army is everywhere in these two places, and the guards are very tight, and there is no place for them to intervene at all.

Therefore, there are only two places for them to fight guerrilla warfare now, the first is the mountainous area of Gyeongbuk, and the second is to continue to the north, this place is the blockade of the devil's periphery, and it should be better to go a little further north.

There are problems in these two places, let's talk about the Qingbei mountain area first, why did they go out of the mountain, isn't it because the mountainous area has limited development, and now what is going on in the mountains, and then the mountainous areas of Xinnan have long been developed and matured, and if you want to stay in the Xinnan mountainous area, the stupid fork ran so far and nested into a new mountainous area that is not familiar with life, this is not a hole in the head.

As for the second option, there is also a problem, over the Qingbei Mountains, and then north out of the Qinghe boundary, what is the number of their troops, Xinqing detachment, what kind of Xinqing detachment are you if you are not in the Xinqing territory.

Zhang Yunfei, who was sitting in front of the statue of Guan Gong, saw that everyone was red-faced and arguing, his face became darker and darker, and finally he was the same color as the statue of Guan Gong behind him.