"The corpses are all here, and some of the broken hands, feet, and heads are also pickled in lime, how do you put them together, you can do it yourself!"

Li Huan covered his mouth with a towel, pointed to a few devils and puppet soldiers, pointed to a group of corpses in front of him and said, I knew that he would bring a gas mask, and the smell was not too bad.

Huang Dahong couldn't stand it, the corpse decomposed very quickly in this summer, and after the battle two days ago, it was normal to smell now.

However, he is still very grateful to Li Huan, if Li Huan buries the corpse of the devil casually, or finds a field and throws it away, it will be troublesome, and even if they arrive early, it is estimated that the taste will be greater.

Those two devils weren't much better, but they were smarter and knew how to wear gas masks, so it looked like they were supposed to do it full-time.

"Alright, alright, let's get these corpses away.

For the sake of the two armies fighting and not killing them, spare your lives! ”

Immediately after that, the two devils drove the truck into the village, anyway, they were here to transport the corpses, so they didn't have to worry too much about these dirt roads would kill them.

At this time, Huang Dahong and Li Huan also came to the side, and the two of them talked quietly.

"Sir, your way of preserving this corpse is so right, don't you know, since we returned to the city, the captain of the devil wing in this county has gone crazy.

In particular, there was a devil general in Yangxian County, and when he heard that the Japanese were fighting, he didn't even bring back the corpse, which was called a rage.

Actually, we should have come two days ago, but they couldn't find anyone at the time, and they didn't dare to come casually until I stood up......"

Huang Dahong is a chicken thief, and this time, in order to get the body back, the devil directly rewarded him with a hundred yuan, and told him that if this matter can be successful, he will be directly promoted to company commander.

can make Huang Dahong happy, now the position of the company commander is stable, and he has also established a good relationship with Tubalu, and this bowl of rice will be mixed steadily in the future, and it will be eaten at both ends.

But Li Huan won't let him go like this, he blackmailed Huang Dahong for fifty yuan, Huang Dahong was anxious, and the most important thing was that the answer of this little kid was very simple, that is, everyone had a share in this matter, and they couldn't eat alone.

"Then again, what are you going to do if we don't return the body to you?"

"Don't pay it back? Sir, I can tell you, although there are not many Japanese left in this county, if they really come to snatch the corpses, there will only be more troops than before, not less than before! ”

"Okay, this little devil really looks up to me, I'm a guerrilla, and I don't have many people in my hands, can I send two or three hundred people to beat me?"

Li Huan is actually a little aggrieved, it stands to reason that even if the devils go to the countryside to sweep, an ordinary village, at most twenty devils, plus a company of puppet troops, but the devils who came to Chen Village fought one more squadron.

"Ouch, sir, that's not the case, in fact, the original purpose of the Jingtian squadron was to clean up your village, and then go north to block another regiment of the Eighth Route Army.

But who knew that he was directly beaten and half-crippled on your side, and even Squadron Leader Ida didn't go back alive. ”

Hearing this, Li Huan suddenly realized that the purpose of the emotional devils was not only to come at them, but also to attack the main force of the Eighth Road, but he didn't expect to die before leaving the division, and he was folded in the hands of the guerrillas in a village.

"Okay, is there any other news in the county?"

"Yes, the Japanese went directly westward this time, and the people of a brigade and the three divisions of the Central Army did it, and they are still fighting, and they can't take care of you anymore!

And there are about three brigades of devils who are sweeping you in eight directions, I heard that it is your main force, but I don't see any evidence, let alone capture prisoners, it should be devils who are nonsense! ”

Huang Dahong's words are not strange, and the news from the devil is not entirely bragging.

Because the battle damage of each regiment is as high as more than fifty percent every time it is swept up, the little devil will naturally think that he has eliminated the main force of the Eighth Route Army when he sees the corpses all over the ground.

It's just that what they didn't expect was that the Eighth Route Army was a leek, and it could grow a wave after fighting, and it would never be finished.

"Okay, then you guys hurry up and get the corpse back, if you have any news, remember to send someone to Chen Village to inform us!"

"Howler!"

After Huang Dahong finished speaking, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, looked in the direction of the devil, and then reluctantly put a towel on his face, or to move the corpse!

Li Huan was reluctant to help the devils move the corpses, but it did not prevent these devils from finding a way by themselves, and spent some money and hired the people in the village to help.

Damn, these devils still have the potential to be profiteers, and they want to buy our people for some money.

Seeing that the Chinese people were willing to accept money, the psychology of a group of devils suddenly became much more comfortable, if they were to move down like this, they would be smoked to death even if they were not tired to death.

Next time, I have to report more funds to the above, and in the future, I will hire someone to do this kind of work, and they will be responsible for driving.

After half a day, the little devil got the body into the car, and then took Huang Dahong and others and drove back to the county seat tremblingly.

Seeing the back of the truck in the distance, Huang Qiu said in a weird way while smoking:

"Captain, why are we going to return those corpses to the devils? If you want me to say that it is much better to throw it directly into the field and feed the dogs! ”

"You know, it's summer, and corpses are rotting fast, and if you throw them away, it's likely to cause a plague to pollute the water!

If it is buried on the spot, maybe the little devil will do something to secretly go to the vicinity of the village to dig up the corpse, in that case, will the life of the common people be over? ”

Li Huan's words are not groundless, the devil and the puppet army have really done this kind of thing, even if the Eighth Route Army helps bury the body of the devil, it will be dug back.

"And this?"

"Or else?" Li Huan rolled his eyes, China and Japan have the same tacit understanding about corpses, that is, people who are generally not embarrassed to collect corpses, of course, are limited to a specific time.

If there are few corpses and important people, the little devil will definitely not hesitate to tear up this unspoken rule.

I got good news from Huang Dahong today, that is, the Eighth Route Army that the Jingtian Squadron is chasing should be the Third Regiment, or they are near Chen Village, but no one knows where they are.

"Liu Yang, immediately go and inform Zheng Xiong and Niu Ergeng to the headquarters, just say that I have a task to order!"

"Yes!" Liu Yang went to find someone, and Li Huan also picked up the cigarette butt casually, spit out and complained:

"The smell of smoke is really bad!"

After Li Huan left, Changqiu's eyes stared at Li Huan with one big and one small, and muttered:

"You know!"