Section 125 Trickery

"Many people are willing to go, but they don't know the bottom of their hearts. I'm afraid that there will be fraud in it. Liu Bin said, "Food and accommodation are free, and I also teach reading and reading, which is also very good." ”

This is no better than a man going out to work as a laborer and a soldier, working hard for money, everyone understands it.

Abnormal is a demon, there is no pie in the sky, and the people also understand this truth, not to mention that if you want to send your own flesh and blood to a strange place, you will not be persuaded by casually advocating how good the school conditions are and how promising the children are.

So far, only four children have been taken in in the village, one is a real orphan, and the others are too poor to raise them.

"Let's go to Parkview Green and have a look." Liu Bin said, "They will definitely be willing to ...... after they go to see it."

Liu Dazhu snorted: "You really don't know the price of firewood and rice, if you send one family to Lingao, you will have more than 30 people, even if you let them walk, do you need money for food, drink and accommodation along the way?" Besides, do people want to go? ”

"What to do?"

Wang Wu said: "Director Dong said in class: To engage in rural work, we must first gain the trust of the people, and second, we must gain the trust of the people. People are still suspicious of us, and we will make great efforts on this for the time being, so as not to make people suspicious. ”

Liu Dazhu said: "I don't think there's any need to be verbose. Aren't you going to send Ding? Let's talk to Captain Liu about sending young children by household. ”

Wang Wuyi was stunned and said: "This is really fresh." If you do this, the people will not be scared to death. ”

As they spoke, several people were watching the lights in the trees outside the camp.

Zhaopu Village is a desolate mountain village, with no large public buildings - there are no rich people such as landlords in this village, and the houses are all bamboo walls and thatched roofs, which not only do not live for superfluous people, but also are very unhygienic. The Task Force has certainly tried to avoid it.

They lived in their own camps.

Earthen ramparts, barbed wire, trenches and watchtowers. All the facilities that a standard field camp should have, but only specifically.

The team and guards are housed in standard army tents, which are painted with persimmon lacquer and have dark green coarse cloth tents of large, medium, small and medium-sized models, as well as special functional tents, which are complete and easy to use.

The lanterns and torches on the earthen ramparts were illuminated so brightly that those who stayed in the bushes could see the whole camp clearly. But again, the lighting makes the area around the camp inaccessible.

"It's very guarded." Gou Er said disappointedly.

Xin Nari said: "The camp of the thieves has always been very well guarded. If you want to steal the camp and rob the village, I am afraid it will not be possible. ”

The best way to deal with this kind of enemy is to attack with fire: fire many rockets, and then take advantage of the chaos to storm the camp after it is set on fire. But that's in the past. Gou Er and Xin Nari were both people who had dealt with the patriarchs, and knew that traditional methods did not work well against thieves. Their guns were much farther than their bows and arrows, and the archers would be shot away as soon as they first shot their arrows, and it was impossible to send someone to set fire to them. No one wants to climb over the open with tinder in the light of the day - it's just a waste of death.

"I've counted more than thirty thieves. It's all bird-like. Xin Nari whispered, "Our whole group may not be their opponents." ”

The bandits have little military literacy, and it is okay to fight a good fight, but once they encounter resolute resistance, it is not easy to hold on, and they will collapse at the slightest setback, and it is difficult to expect them to fight with their strength to the death.

Gou Xunli gritted his teeth and watched it for a long time, unwilling, but he knew that Xin said it well that day. Although there were only about thirty people in this camp, it was an iron walnut that they couldn't bite.

"The snake can't be headless," Gou Xunli said viciously, "They can't huddle in the camp all day long, you can see the faces of the leaders clearly."

They lay in ambush for days, but they couldn't find a suitable opportunity to attack. The team is basically active in the village, and sometimes it will wander around the village, and at least five people will come out at a time, all of them fully armed. And never far from the camp.

No matter where you start, as long as there is a movement, the thieves in the camp run out to reinforce them, and you will not be able to please yourself.

"Isn't there no way to say that?" Hu Rotten Eyes said disappointedly.

"I have a solution, but I have to have an internal response." Gou Xunli said, "It costs some money." ”

When Hu Rotten heard that things were going to cost money before they were done, he couldn't help but feel a little numb. Bandits don't like to do things that don't have real money to gain.

"Brother, let's provoke the thief, forget it - if I don't kill him, he will destroy me, but it's just a transaction that costs money and has no income, and it's really a loss."

Gou Xunli said: "Big brother, the thief is the guy who wants us to eat."

The guy who has no food is cheap, even if he is rich, and the world is cheap. Hu Langyan sighed: "I understand this truth, alas, how much silver does it take?" ”

"It's not much, it's enough to give ten taels first."

Gou Xunli quickly bribed a villager in Zhaopu Village with a few taels of silver, so that he could keep an eye on the movements of the thieves at all times. The two sides met outside the village in the evening. I am interested in listening to any trivial things.

What Gou Xunli wanted to figure out was the activity pattern of the thief task force, and look for opportunities to take advantage of it.

When he heard that the vegetables of the team were purchased from the village every day, Gou Xunli's eyes lit up.

"Who bought the food from?"

The next day, at noon, the camp was open as normal.

Rice was cooking in the marching pot, and the aroma of brown rice, peculiar to rice, permeated the somewhat humid air. Next to it is a pot with a "comprehensive soup" tumbling in it.

The soup mix was made from the No. 11 ration of the grass rations, the "instant soup cubes", to which the troops were ordered to include "safe food" that could be collected locally: poultry meat, aquatic products, poultry eggs and vegetables. Especially for vegetables, the production of dehydrated dried vegetables through the group is not enough, and the production batch of glass cans is very small, and it cannot be rationed to the front-line troops. The main problem with meadow rations is that they are high in calories, but the intake of vitamins is insufficient, which must be supplemented with locally harvested vegetables.

The first soldiers to eat lined up, took out galvanized tin lunch boxes from their backpacks, and waited for the food to be distributed while laughing and laughing.

According to the food rules of the Fubo army: the food is enough, and you can eat as much as you can. There is only one spoonful of the mixed puree.

"There's eggs in there today." Someone saw frangipani floating on it.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten meat."

"This place is so poor that you can't even buy a chicken or duck."

The soldiers talked, as if they had forgotten that they had been similar to the villagers not long ago.

A soldier sat down and took a bite and frowned: "What, so bitter?" ”

"It's a bitter melon." Another soldier scooped up a blue-green melon slice from his soup.

"Can this thing make soup?"

"Whoever is not satisfied, who can not eat." The Firehead said proudly, "I don't have enough here." ”

Complaining is complaining, and the meal still has to be eaten.

After lunch, the team sent several people to the village to continue their work. Most of the soldiers shrank back to the camp for political study—the afternoon temperature was high, and physical activity was generally not arranged.

Wang Wu and Liu Dazhu were still writing reports -- their level of education was not high, and they had a hard time writing reports, not only because they were slow to write, but they also had to think for a long time to express themselves correctly. The lunch brought to the table was completely out of heat.

Suddenly, a corporal ran in: "Oh no, everyone has a sha"

Wang Wu and Liu Dazhu were taken aback. Liu Dazhu, who was going to die in the summer, said: "Let's go, go and see"

More than a dozen people had fallen on the roads and open spaces between the tents in the camp, some were vomiting, some were holding their stomachs and moaning with pale faces, and some were no longer able to move, and their bodies were still convulsing from time to time. Wang Wu smelled a foul smell. He noticed that several people had diarrhea to the point where they could not go to the latrine.

"What about the hygienist?"

"Hygienist"

The corporal shouted to find someone, and after a while helped the hygienist who was holding his stomach over. Looks like he's sick too.

Liu Dazhu said anxiously: "Hurry up and give everyone medicine, where is your medicine box?" What medicine to take? I'll get it."

"It's useless...... This...... It's not sha. The hygienist looked defeated and panted and said, "We, eat unclean things......

"Tell those who haven't eaten to stop eating and throw them all out." Liu Dazhu ordered on the one hand, and took care of it on the other, "Call everyone back, and send them to Danzhou on a stretcher in a while"

But they couldn't walk anymore, 21 of the 35 people had serious symptoms, the rest also had abdominal pain and diarrhea, and only five or six people who had not eaten were completely fine. Even if the team abandoned the camp and retreated, there would not be so many people to carry the stretcher.

"Please ask the villagers to help." Liu Bin said, "The road is not easy to walk, and it takes at least four people to carry a stretcher." ”

Liu Dazhu nodded: "I'll go find someone." ”

So he left the camp and went to the village, and he never returned.

Wang Wu was returning to the tent and was busy packing his papers, when he suddenly remembered the commotion outside, and a hurried "emergency return" drum sounded. Liu Dazhu was stunned: This is a signal that the enemy is coming

The corporal rushed in again and said, "There are many people coming outside with knives and guns."

Wang Wu walked out of the tent, climbed the earthen embankment and took a look, among the surrounding trees and on the mountain, there were all swaying figures. Knives and guns glow from time to time in the sun.

Apparently this group has bad intentions. They are slowly approaching with the bushes and grass.

"It's a big deal," Wang Wu said, a phrase he learned from the Australians, "quickly all those who can move go up to the earthen embankment."

In order to delay time, he picked up the iron horn used for propaganda and shouted: "We are the Australian team of Lingao, and we are sending medicine to the local people, and we have no ill will towards the people of Danzhou, who are you?" ”