The two of them were high-spirited, and Cui Liangfang, who knew what kind of virtue he was, was shocked that his jaw was about to drop, and he specially ran to ask Zhang Yunfei what medicine he had given them, and Zhang Yunfei, who was weaving a fish basket, said two words: Cuigu.

Cui Liangfang's whole person began to be in a trance, Cuigu and Wangcai were entangled in love and resentment, or he told the platoon commander, but he didn't expect the platoon commander to turn his head and make a fuss about this matter, whether he was considered an accomplice.

There are mountains and rivers here, Zhang Yunfei is thinking about catching some fish and shrimp to supplement some nutrition for the soldiers, their nutrition and physical fitness, those large-scale exercise training subjects in later generations can not be attended, and they can only teach some military common sense in ordinary times.

If you don't know the price of firewood and rice, their three rows are separated this time, and they only brought three days of food when they came out, if they don't solve this problem after three days, let alone supplement nutrition, they will be hungry.

The three important things of the Eighth Route Army, walking, eating and shooting, the force is inferior to others, without mechanization, then you have to rely on your own legs to run out of the advantage, there is no logistical support, it is also difficult to eat, and in the same way, the source of guns and ammunition is even more difficult.

At this time, the three rows of them were stumped by the second meal, and they couldn't go to the regiment to ask for it, why did the regiment drive them out, wasn't it because the logistical burden was too great, so they asked themselves to find food? If you go and ask for it, is this different from staying in the regimental headquarters?

Seeing the bitter gourd face of the squad leader staring at each other, Zhang Yunfei felt sad, and he was even more worried when he saw Li Da Cigarette Bag leisurely waiting on the side and smoking his dry cigarette.

Their task for the next stage is clear, food! The goal is clear, but it is difficult to solve it, and it is difficult to find local people to buy? First, they have no money, even if they have money, the people have no food, their lives are already hard, and they are forcibly requisitioned by the devils, how can there be any surplus food.

The real food is in the hands of those local tyrants, but this kind of people either run away, or they will take refuge in the devil to continue to enjoy their glory, as for the mountain nest, naturally there is no rich and unkind big family, no land, naturally there are no landlords, and the landlord cannot run to the poor ravine to buy land.

So the problem went back again, those real local tyrants, inferior gentry, traitors and lackeys are all in the area north of the Fenghe, and it is not too difficult to get food from them, but who can they find if they don't ask for food, the third row was forced into a corner because of the food, and had to be prepared to take the risk of "borrowing food" from the traitors and devils.

The times create heroes, which means that they are forced to become heroes inexplicably, in fact, some heroes and traitors are the same, they have never thought about being bad guys, they are all forced.

Wang Zhengyi never thought that he was going to be a traitor, but he was the number one traitor in the Xincheng area and even the surrounding areas, and he endured his life if the Eighth Route Army wanted him, but the Kuomintang and Lao Xi couldn't bear his life, which was too shameless.

His Wang family is a famous squire in Fenghe, so he got a big errand in the Xincheng government, the devil came, and the special officials who could run all slipped away, and they instantly became the highest governor of Xincheng, they were all afraid of death, aren't they afraid of death, and they became a heinous traitor when they surrendered to the city, and the officials who left the people under their rule and fled in a hurry turned their faces and began to be angry to kill themselves as a traitor, and they really didn't have a big fucking face.

Yes, he surrendered to the devil because he was angry at those guys who fled without saying a word, of course, part of the reason was to survive and speculate, after all, the first to surrender is naturally beneficial, and he didn't expect that the devil would kill and plunder after entering the city, which was completely beyond his imagination.

He is not a good person, he admits this, but he should not judge himself by those guys who run away shamelessly faster than anyone else, is this result caused by himself alone? As soon as they fled, they completely ruined the last trace of courage of the army and civilians to resist, and took a step back to say, is resistance useful? Is there any role in other than death, can it stop the devils from killing and plundering the people?

He admits that he is a traitor, and when he decides to surrender, he knows what kind of infamy he will bear, but he does not bear the charge and responsibility for the hundreds of innocent people who died tragically under the devil's butcher's knife, he is only an accomplice at most, and those guys with big faces are the main culprits, the moment they escape, the life and death of the people are controlled by the enemy, and now he feels very unfair to dump the black pot on him alone.

It's a pity that his reputation is stinky, and he has become a traitor that everyone shouts and beats, no one will think about these causes and effects calmly, let alone speak for him, a traitor, these grievances can only be endured by himself.

This kind of thing is a traitor, can't be too high-profile, or the hoe and traitor team formed by various parties and anti-Japanese forces will definitely come to the door, he is now enough to be out of position because of this matter, and he can't be high-profile anymore, so Wang Zhengyi refused to serve as the chairman of the maintenance and the commander of the security army, and only received the position of deputy commander of the security army. Then someone has to have a gun in his hand.

No matter how low-key he is, how can such a traitor pestle not be noticeable, the security army of Fenghe Town is one of the biggest threats to the independent regiment, and no matter how the third platoon is, it is impossible to ignore his existence.

There will definitely be no shortage of food for a big household like Wang Zhengyi, but it is obviously unrealistic to want to get food from Wang Zhengyi, let alone the three rows of people, even if the entire independent regiment wants to capture Fenghe Town, it is almost impossible. , Fenghe Town is located on the north bank of the Fenghe River, there is a river bridge connecting the two banks, and the security army has built a turret and checkpoint at the south bridgehead, not to mention attacking Fenghe Town, it is difficult to cross this river.

Of course, you can also make a detour from the shallow water area upstream, but the hundreds of security troops stationed in Fenghe Town are not decorations, and Wang Zhengyi is very concerned about his own life.

The whole of the Fenghe River is the flow direction from the southwest to the northeast, the three rows are now equivalent to the mountainous area and the top corner of the Fenghe River, this place is too narrow, and it is too close to the Fenghe Town, the security is too low, it is not suitable for large troops to be stationed, only suitable for small units to fight guerrillas, the guerrillas who used to be active here were reorganized into the current second platoon by the independent regiment, and there is rarely a figure of the Eighth Route Army here.

And this night, the villagers who got up at night found that in the middle of the night there was a team of wet and water ghosts like eight roads passing in front of the village, and he was scared to pee at that time, which became a rare adventure experience in his dull life, and he talked about it countless times, but he had no preface, and no follow-up development of the rhetoric was despised by the audience, you were a deflated calf who got up at night, and it was not normal to pee, to sum up, when I got up at night, I saw the Eighth Route Army troops passing by, and went back to sleep after urinating, which is wonderful and exciting. It's like no one has ever seen the Eighth Route Army.