Comrade Zhao, are we going to die? Are the Jin Suijun trying to kill us? ”

In Dong Village, where Yanshan Village in Yangcheng County is located, the captured Death Column Headquarters and the political workers of the Seventh Regiment were escorted here.

As soon as they arrived, Sun Chu's troops locked these people in room after room, eating and drinking these were not missing them, but they were inevitably beaten.

Zhang Fengge, director of the Political Department of the 197 Brigade, Hao Tingjun, director of the Political Department of the Ninth Regiment of the Decisive Death (both of them went to the column headquarters for a meeting, and when they heard that the column headquarters had defected, they wanted to go to the Seventh Regiment of the Decisive Death to take refuge temporarily, but the Seventh Regiment also defected and were arrested), and Guo Honghuang, director of the Political Department of the Seventh Regiment of the Decisive Death, were the focus of interrogation.

After all, these three people know more secrets, and Zhao Yaqian and the others have not been interrogated and tortured for the time being.

"Don't be afraid, someone will come to our rescue!" Zhao Yaqian comforted the little girl in front of her.

In fact, she was also a little girl, but at this time she had to cheer up, and she believed that Lehi would definitely come to her rescue.

Although this is not very likely, she still wants to believe it, and it can be regarded as a hope for herself.

It's not that no one escaped, but none of them succeeded, either the bodies were brought back, or they were brought back alive and shot dead on the spot.

"Shall we sing a song?" Wu Xueyi, an instructor of a company of the Seventh Regiment next to him, stood up and said.

"Yes, sing a song to boost morale!" Someone next to him immediately chimed in.

At this time, everyone's mental state is not good, morale is not good, and singing is undoubtedly the best way to improve spirit.

"What's the best song to sing?"

"How is "On the Taihang Mountain"?"

"March of the Volunteers?"

"Or sing "Defend the Yellow River" in the "Yellow River Cantata"!"

"Okay, let's sing this first!"

With Wu Xueyi, a little singing and dancing expert who is very famous in the Seventh Regiment of the Decisive Death, began to start:

"However,

Sons and daughters of the Chinese nation,

Who wants to be slaughtered like a pig or a sheep?

We are determined to win,

Defend the Yellow River!

Defend North China!

Defend all of China! ”

"The wind is howling.

The horse is barking.

The Yellow River is roaring.

。。。

In the midst of thousands of mountains,

There are a lot of anti-Japanese heroes!

。。。

picked up the earthen spear and foreign gun,

Wielding a broadsword and spear,

Defend your hometown!

Defend the Yellow River!

Defend North China!

Defend all of China! ”

For a while, the captured political workers who were locked up in the nearby death column all sang one after another, first "Yellow River Cantata", followed by "March of the Volunteers"...

The passionate music filled the entire prison area with passion, and the captives, who were still depressed, became excited one by one.

The soldiers of the Jin Sui Army outside were also infected, but this soon attracted the displeasure of the guarding officers.

"What are you doing? Don't sing! ”

"Shut up, shut up!"

"Don't sing!"

No matter how these Jin Sui soldiers threatened and reprimanded, they couldn't stop these people from singing, and they couldn't shoot.

"What's going on? Why is it so noisy? ”

Sun Chu, who was discussing military affairs, heard a loud singing voice outside, obviously far away, but he could still hear the passionate singing in the war room.

"It seems to have come from the direction where the GCDs were being held!" Someone listened to the direction of the song and couldn't help but say.

"What are those people doing? Don't I dare kill them? Sun Chu was irritable by the singing, and his mood was instantly not good.

At this time, someone ran over in a hurry, it was the commander of a guard regiment company responsible for guarding the prisoners.

"Report sir, those captives are singing, we can't help it!"

"Rubbish!"

Sun Chu's face was a little unkind, and he slapped it, "If you can't control it, you will pull a few people out and shoot them, just look for those small characters, I don't believe that they are not afraid of death!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

After a while, several gunshots rang out, but the singing died out for the time being.

Hearing that the singing was gone, Sun Chu said, "Where did you talk about it just now?" ”

"Sir, when it comes to the Ten Regiments of Death!"

"What's the situation with the Ten Death Regiments?"

"Brigade Commander Zhao said that the 27th Army sent an army and planned to surround the Tenth Regiment of the Decisive Death, and then encircle and annihilate it!"

"It's good that the 27th Army is willing to send troops!"

But before the men could discuss for a while, the song began again, and it was clear that the shooting of a few people had not deterred them.

Hearing the singing, Sun Chu suddenly felt angry.

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"Director, in front of Dong Fengzhuang, we can't get around. According to the information we inquired, there is a company of the Jin Sui Army on the defensive, about 100 people.

About 3 kilometers on the mountain behind Dong Fengzhuang is Sun Chu's headquarters--- Yanshan Village.

Dong Fengzhuang has his back against a river, and if he wants to go to Yanshan Village, he must pass through the stone bridge behind Zhuangzi, otherwise he can only cross the river by a long distance or by boat. ”

In the evening, after a day's and a night's march, Lehi arrived near the village of Rock Hill with three battalions and three companies of direct subordinates.

"This Sun Chu would have chosen a location, but he actually chose a hillside, and there is a river in front of the hillside, is he so afraid of death?"

Seeing the location of Sun Chu's headquarters, Li Hai couldn't help but complain.

"Director, and it is said that our captured comrades are being held in this Dong Fengzhuang, but I don't know where they are."

"They're locked up here?"

Lehi took out his binoculars and looked closely at the village and town by the river, and there were indeed several suspicious places, but he was not sure where they were.

"Director, it seems to have a singing voice!"

Li Daniu next to him said suddenly.

"Singing?" Lehi was stunned.

"It's like there's a singing... Mao Hong also heard it, feeling the familiar melody, he hurriedly said, "Director, it was you who wrote "On the Taihang Mountain". ”

“。。。

Mother called her son to fight the East,

The wife sends her husband to the battlefield.

We are on the Taihang Mountain,

We are on the Taihang Mountain;

The mountains are high and dense,

The soldiers are strong and the horses are strong!

。。。 ”

Hearing this song, Lehi was also stunned, and his eyes were a little moist.

"Director, it's from those courtyards north of Dong Fengzhuang, and the people who sing this song must be our people." Yan Zhenzhi said.

That's right, it is impossible for Jin Suijun to sing these songs, they can only be their people.

"Mark the location, let's go back and discuss how to fight!"

"In tonight's operation, we not only want to save our comrades, but also find a way to capture Sun Chu alive and get their supplies here."

"After the battle began, the 1st Battalion, the 2nd Battalion and the Artillery Company were responsible for attacking Yanshan Village."

"The third battalion is responsible for occupying Dong Fengzhuang and the stone bridge, and the Jin Sui army can't blow up the stone bridge!"

"The guard company is responsible for rescuing the captured comrades who are locked up in the north courtyard!"

"The cavalry company is a reserve, responsible for guarding the surroundings, and if the enemy has reinforcements, report at any time!"

"The action is scheduled for ten o'clock in the evening, while there is still some time, everyone will rest for a while!"