It is said that it is a simple house, but in fact it is some large shacks, a few pieces of wood to build a shelf, and a little branches and bark to tie it strongly, even if it is done.

As soon as you're settled, light a fire and cook it.

Liu Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and walked aside alone to check the wound on his leg.

The wound had begun to become inflamed, with the smell of rotting flesh, and the fact that I had been trekking in the snow for the past two days and had some frostbite was not very optimistic.

Tian Liuwa passed by him with a bunch of branches, and inadvertently saw his wound, the branch in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he rushed to Liu Cheng in two steps, choked up and asked:

"Captain, you are so seriously injured, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Liu Cheng waved his hand lightly:

"What should I do, what can I do? Do we have medicine? Isn't it still going to be wrapped like this? ”

Tian Liuwa suddenly couldn't answer, stood up and said:

"I'm going to buy medicine now!"

Liu Cheng glared at him and said in a deep voice:

"Come back! What medicine to buy? Bring me the half-jug of wine I gave you, and make me a fire here. ”

Tian Liuwa still wanted to say something, her lips moved for a long time, but she turned around and went to get the wine.

After a while, he ran back with half a pot of wine and lit a fire beside Liu Cheng with those branches.

Liu Cheng roasted the bayonet on the flame, gritted his teeth and scraped off the rotten flesh on the wound, drank a sip of wine and sprayed it on the wound, and found a relatively clean cloth to wrap the wound.

The wound on his leg, which was three fingers wide and more than an inch deep, could not be stitched up at all, so he could only let the wound grow on its own.

At that time, for these anti-Japanese teams, the most terrible thing was not being chased by devils running all over the mountain, but the lack of medical treatment and food.

In this part of the year, almost half of the year in the northeast is winter, and it snows from October onwards, and it is not until May of the following year that they can not plant their own food in the mountains.

In the summer, you can still eat some wild fruits and vegetables, but in the winter, you can only eat snow.

If you don't want to starve to death, you have to find a way to go down the mountain to find food.

But the devil almost snatched all the food in the hands of the people, and the little people left behind were not enough to eat, so how could there be any surplus for them?

In this way, the Japanese wanted to starve the guerrillas in the mountains to death.

That's what Taro Ono thinks now.

In the first battle of Panxi, he lost more than 20 soldiers and squad leader Takuma Ryuzawa, although Fan Hua's 35th Regiment directly obeyed the orders of Nomura Shouo, but this operation was a joint operation with him, and if such a thing happened, Nomura Shouo must be held accountable to him.

Although Fan Hua's injury had nothing to do with him, this purge was a real failure.

Since the start of this operation, Ono Taro has not been able to give a satisfactory answer to Nomura Toshio, which has made Nomura Toshio have more and more opinions about him.

Ono Taro also knows this in his heart, so now he is also very anxious in his heart.

After taking people back to Huadian, he committed suicide that night.

He came from a samurai family, and such a failure was a shame that could not be erased for him, and he had no choice but to apologize for his seppuku.

Ono Taro sat in his office with a gloomy face, and Shota Watanabe and Kim Datou stood next to him, not daring to say a word.

After a while, Ono Taro raised his head, looked at Jin Datou and said:

"Where was the last list that you were asked to register?"

Jin Datou was stunned:

"Taijun, are you talking about the list registered when you send things to those people during the Chinese New Year?"

Ono nodded.

Jin Datou hurriedly took a step forward, took out a brown paper file bag from the documents on the table, and held it in both hands and sent it to Ono:

"Taijun, it's all here, you weren't there when I sent it to you last time, so I'll leave it here."

Ono took the file bag into his hand, took out a notebook from it, opened it and looked at it, handed it to Jin Datou casually, and said in a cold voice:

"According to this list, I checked door to door, and found that anyone was missing or overcrowded, and brought them back to me and interrogated them strictly!"

After speaking, he turned to Shota Watanabe again:

"You send someone to follow Jin Datou, you must move quickly!"

"Hayi!"

Shota Watanabe and Kim Otou agreed at the same time, and walked out of Ono's office one after the other.

Ono let out a long sigh, leaned closer to the back of his chair, and gently closed his eyes.

Originally, he didn't want to do it, but now he had to.

It's not because he doesn't want to hurt the people, but because he's worried that it will make Nomura feel incompetent.

In the hearts of devils, the lives of Chinese people have always been as light as grass mustard, and they can kill at will.

However, using such means to restrain the enemy will be perceived as a sign of incompetence.

After dark, Ono had an oil lamp hung under the eaves.

Ten minutes later, a dark shadow quietly pushed open the door of his office and stood quietly in front of him.

"Our people haven't heard back yet?"

The black shadow hesitated for a moment and said:

"Your Excellency, I think he has been discovered, and there is obviously a problem with the information from last time, otherwise, Zhiheng will not fail."

In the dark, Ono Taro sighed softly, and his voice was a little suppressed:

"You go check and bring him back if possible."

"Hayi!"

The shadow agreed, but did not leave immediately.

Ono asked suspiciously:

"What else?"

The black shadow hesitated for a moment and said:

"Your Excellency, I can't come here anytime lately, and I feel like someone is watching me in the dark."

Ono was silent for a while before he said:

"Find this guy and get rid of him."

The shadow didn't say anything more, and gently stepped back.

Rock, Big Dingzi Mountain.

An oil lamp was lit in a low thatched house, and a man was tied to a chair, glaring at Ye Jian and Li Hongguang in front of him.

Ye Jian looked at the man and smiled faintly:

"It's all this time, aren't you going to say your Japanese name?"

The man just stared at Ye Jian and Li Hongguang without saying a word.

Li Hongguang deliberately said loudly to Ye Jian:

"Camp Commander Ye, forget it, don't talk nonsense with him, didn't Liu Cheng say it before? People like him have been trained since childhood, and they won't tell us the truth at all, and I don't think there's any need to ask the general team, it's best to execute them directly. ”

The man seemed to know that Li Hongguang said this to him deliberately, his face was not afraid, he glanced at the two of them contemptuously, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly.

Li Hongguang stepped forward and pinched the man's chin, and said with a smile:

"I know that you little devils like this, and you are looking for death at every turn, but now you can't decide your life."