At the stall of the three poles on the sun, the convoy carrying grain had already walked along the main road to the left of Sancha Bay. Seeing the big animals pulling the cart walking all over sweat, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army dressed up as handlebars could only drive the cart to the shade of the trees on the side of the road, first put the bag on the mouth of the livestock, so that the tired livestock could eat a few mouthfuls of forage mixed with bean flour, and then took the bucket carried by the car, went to the roadside green python river to get some water to drink the livestock, and the scene of people shouting and neighing horses was also quite lively.

took out two pieces of white flour and hard buns with pickles from his pocket, and Mo Tianliu handed one of the dry food to Sha Bangcui's hand: "Bang mallet, you also go find some water." When the animals pulling the cart are all slanted, we will have to break into the Sanchawan Devil Turret! If you don't eat and drink enough, you won't be happy for a while! ”

Pushing the dry food handed by Mo Tianliu into his mouth, Sha Bangcui obediently jumped off the cart, and ran back to the car with a half-full bucket in the blink of an eye. While holding the bucket high and handing it to Mo Tianliu, who was sitting in the food pocket, Sha Bangcui, who had already eaten the dry food, raised his voice to Mo Tianliu and asked, "Tianliu, why do you break into the Sanchawan Turret for a while?" Is there a charter that says yes? ”

Holding the bucket and pouring a breath of cool river water, Mo Tianliu handed the bucket to Sha Bangcui who was standing next to the car: "For a while, you just tie this hemp rope with a grenade to your wrist, and then support Master He, and follow me every step of the way!" Side things...... The big boss said it, and I left it all to me! ”

Looking up at Mo Tianliu's lively appearance, Sha Bangcui couldn't help but respond in a muffled voice: "Tianliu, you can do it again...... This time it's a big deal, if we can't get this thing done, I'm afraid that many villagers will have to go out to ask for food. Those who can't even afford to leave their homes will starve to death! A few years ago, there were locusts in Qingle and Gongnan counties, and the crops were not harvested, but you have seen the villagers who are very hungry and eat Guanyin soil suffocated to death......"

His face suddenly darkened, Mo Tianliu suddenly lost Fang Cai's lively appearance, and was silent for a long time, before he looked at the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were packing up buckets and bags and said, "Bang mallet, I ...... in my heart Know it! Anyway, I'll be able to get the food back this time! Just look at me! ”

Although Sha Bangcui doesn't have a bright brain on weekdays, as soon as he said the words, he knew that the words he said had poked Mo Tianliu's headache, and he was afraid that it would remind Mo Tianliu of his father and mother who were starving to death. Hurriedly putting down the bucket, Sha Bangcui jumped into the cart and whispered, "Tianliu, I'..... I can't speak, you..... Don't take it to heart......"

Towards Sha Bangcui, who cautiously turned his head to look at him, silently pinched a smile, Mo Tianliu carefully untied the hemp rope tied to his wrist: "Mallet, carefully tie it to your wrist, don't let people see it!" For a while, if this Master He dares to talk nonsense..... You pulled the hemp rope and threw out Master He and the grenade tied to his waist! ”

Grabbing the hemp rope handed over by Mo Tianliu, Sha Bangcui nodded heavily: "Tianliu, you can rest assured of this work!" ”

Turning over his hand and feeling out a plaster flag resting on the grain pocket, Mo Tianliu stretched out the plaster flag rolled on the flagpole in disgust, and shook it a few times in the wind, and then shouted towards the handlebar that had been cleaned up: "Let's go......"

After a short rest, the big animals pulling the cart moved a little faster. Just walked out along the road for a pot of tea, the plaster flag fluttering on the Sanchawan turret had already come into everyone's eyes, and even the shouts of the imperial army standing guard outside the turret had opened their voices and clearly reached the ears of Mo Tianliu and others: "Stop!" What do you do? ”

With the cart transporting grain stopped, Mo Tianliu held the plaster flag high, stood firmly on the pocket full of grain, and shouted to the soldiers of the Imperial Association Army who were questioning: "Boss, we are from Hejia Daji to deliver food to the imperial army!" The carts were full of fine wheat, 30 carts, 2,000 catties of wheat! Master He of the He family was afraid that the people below us would be unstable, so he also followed the convoy that delivered food, and he could go to Qingle County to see his only son who was a translator for the imperial army......"

As if looking back to ask the Japanese soldiers who had already stretched out the barrels of their guns from the holes in the turret, the soldiers of the Imperial Association Army who had just opened their mouths to ask questions were separated for a while, and then they shouted again: "Since Master He of the He family is here, then don't move others first, and the cart is not allowed to go forward again, call Master He over first, and the imperial army will talk to Master He face to face!" ”

"Okay! Let's let Master He go over and talk to the imperial army face to face......"

Tearing up his voice in response to the words of the Imperial Alliance soldier in the direction of the turret, Mo Tianliu turned his head and squeezed his eyes at the group of chestnuts standing silently behind the cart, and then whispered to the rich man He who was sitting beside him: "Master He, haven't you forgotten that you still have a grenade tied to your waist?" When you get to the turret in a while, don't say the wrong thing and bother too much! Otherwise......"

Laughing a few times at the pale-faced rich man He, Mo Tianliu quickly jumped out of the cart, and then turned around to help Sha Bangcui pick up the rich man He from the cart, and then put on a posture of supporting and serving the rich man He from left to right, and walked slowly towards the Sanchawan Fort.

Facing the Imperial Association Army soldier who was standing in the fortifications outside the turret with a Jin-made Type 38 rifle, Mo Tianliu nodded and took a few steps forward, and said with a sneer at the Imperial Association soldier in his voice: "Boss, our Master He has come back to the Imperial Army......

Before Mo Tianliu finished speaking, the soldier of the Imperial Association Army who was holding a Jin-made 38-style rifle had already frowned suspiciously: "You are the courtyard spearman in Master He's house?" Why haven't I seen you? ”

After being slightly stunned, Mo Tianliu quickly smiled and responded: "It's no wonder that the boss doesn't know me!" We, the guys who escorted the grain truck, were all newly recruited by Master He. Isn't this the original gunmen who guarded the courtyard, many of whom climbed the high branches and went to Qingle County to do the Imperial Army? The manpower of Master He's family to take care of the home is really not enough, so he recruited our brothers......"

"You are all newly recruited by Master He? Which village are you from? ”

"Komatsuso's!"

"There is a small pine village in Qingle County? How did I not know? ”

"It's not Qingle County, it's Komatsuso in Gongnan County! Boss, you should also know that almost all the guys in Qingle County who can carry guns and eat food are under the command of Captain Bai of the Imperial Association Army, if Master He doesn't want to recruit people from Gongnan County, then where else can he go? ”

The general looked at Mo Tian suspiciously, but the soldier of the Imperial Association Army looked at the pale rich man He and said, "Why do I look at Master He's listlessness?" Isn't there something going on with the He family's big set? ”

Looking back at the rich man He who was half-coerced by Sha Bangcui, Mo Tianliu replied: "There are still more than fifty old men from Master He's family watching in the He family's big set, what can happen?" Isn't this in a hurry to deliver food to the imperial army? It wasn't dark last night, Master He stared at us loading the grain, and this morning before dawn he walked from Hejia Daji to Qingle County, this night I didn't close my eyes, and I didn't eat anything on the road...... Boss, our Master He is really doing his best for the imperial army! Boss, look, Master He is so tired that he can't walk, don't you have to be supported by our brothers......"

Mo Tianliu, who was blocking the road with the Jinzao 38-style rifle in his hand, blocked the road and shouted unceremoniously in his voice: "Hide for me!" Master He, are you okay with your old man? ”

As soon as the interrogating Imperial Cooperative Army soldier finished speaking, the rich man He who was held hostage by Sha Bangcui had already felt that Sha Bangcui's fingers were poked hard in the back of his waist, and he was poked so hard that his spine ached. Qiang cheered up a little, and the rich man shouted at the soldier of the Imperial Association with a smile: "Okay...... Okay! You are...... You're Wu Dabao, right? I still remember the last time I went to Qingle County to see my son, you were the one guarding the city gate? Why don't you guard the gate of Qingle County now, but run to Sanchawan to guard the turret? ”

Looking at the smiling face of the rich man He, Wu Dabao suddenly lowered the muzzle of the rifle in his hand: "Master He, don't mention this matter!" Just a few days ago, I didn't know which people came from Qingle County, and they killed two of our brothers from the Imperial Association Army in one night, and they ...... And killed two imperial soldiers! The Imperial Army Garrison Headquarters's Shimamae Taijun said that our brothers were not effective in guarding the city gate that night, and they didn't say anything after rewarding them with several big mouths, and they also sent all the brothers who guarded the city gate that night to the Sanchawan Turret! Master He, I'm here to ask you for a favor, if your old man goes into the city and sees Translator He, can you help say a few good words and transfer me back to Qingle County? You old man doesn't know...... A few days ago, someone sneaked into the turret at night, and he was able to get a bullet through the hole in the turret from afar, and killed an imperial soldier on the spot, and even extinguished the searchlight that had just been installed on the turret....."

Chattering endlessly pouring bitter water towards the rich man He, Wu Dabao obviously believed that the rich man He really personally went to Qingle County with grain, and after the rich man nodded indiscriminately and agreed to his request, Wu Dabao suddenly smiled and shouted to the soldiers of the Imperial Association Army who were on guard at gunpoint in the fortifications outside the turret...... Get up! Master He wants to send food to the imperial army in Qingle County, and quickly move the deer that is blocking the road......"

Before the words fell, a stiff Chinese word suddenly came from the turret: "Wu Dabao...... What's the situation? ”

Turning around quickly, Wu Dabao pinched a mouthful of hard Chinese, nodded and shouted in the direction of the turret perforation: "Taijun, is He Yi's father...... Grain...... Send it to the county seat, to the imperial army! ”

"The ...... of the inspection Carefully! ...... of food Leave a car! ”

Hurriedly agreeing, Wu Dabao turned around and smiled at the rich man He and shouted: "Master He, it's not that we are difficult for your old man, it's really that the imperial army wants to inspect the grain truck, and you have to leave some grain in the turret......"

Before the rich man could speak, Mo Tianliu had already raised his voice and shouted: "Check it out...... Check it out...... Come, the Imperial Army will inspect the grain carts, drive all the carts over, and then select the best wheat, and leave a cart for the Imperial Army! ”

Knowing and agreeing, the chestnut group guarding the first grain cart suddenly lowered their voices and shouted to the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were dressed as handlebars and lancers guarding the courtyard: "Stabilize it, drive the cart over, and start with the carts of real grain that are prepared!" ”