"You?" As soon as the pseudo-village chief wanted to shout, he was covered with his mouth, his head sank, and he lost consciousness.

In the west wing, the kerosene lamp was lit, and the dim light illuminated the fairly tidy space, and the pseudo-village chief, who had awakened after opening his eyes, saw a familiar face, and suddenly became smart: "Taijun, Mu Yi Taijun?" ”

Yang Chaoran sat in the chair over there, and the pseudo-village chief sat up from the chair on the other side, and quickly nodded: "Taijun, Taijun, it turned out to be you, scared me to death!" ”

Yang Chaoran crossed Erlang's legs and spit out smoke rings, the hookah of the pseudo village chief is made of copper, antique, with the vicissitudes of smoke, very pie.

"What do you mean your village is heavily guarded today?"

Yang Chaoran asked.

The pseudo-village chief bowed again: "Taijun asked knowingly, hehe, the little one thinks this is Taijun's test of me, Taijun, there are continuous battles in the northwest today, Kataoka Yoshijiro Taijun, the garrison commander of Da Li Zhuang, sent someone to tell him that the Eighth Route Army has been making trouble recently, and we must strengthen our vigilance, and besides, someone said just now that Kataoka Taijun led the troops back to the Liangzhuang Artillery Tower, and let us send people to transport food!" ”

Yang Chaoran confirmed that this pseudo village chief is still relatively honest.

"Do you know why I came here to look for you, instead of going to Da Li Zhuang to find Squadron Leader Kataoka?" Yang Chaoran cooed and smoked the hookah.

The pseudo-village chief immediately trembled, and hurriedly looked around, this west wing room was the room of one of his aunts, no, the young aunt was still standing with her head bowed on the side.

"Huh? Taijun, I understand, what do you mean, are you tired of jujube flowers and that person, and want to come here to change another one? It's okay, Taijun, this, like this, you can take it, from now on, she is yours! The pseudo-village chief bowed busily and said.

Yang Chaoran frowned.

The pseudo-village chief observed the words and looked at the expression, and was at a loss: "Taijun, you make it clear!" ”

Yang Chaoran sighed at this time: "Tell you, today, I led the main force of the Liangzhuang Township garrison, two squads of the imperial army, a company of the imperial army, and more than 300 people in the joint security team, and fought a few battles with the Eighth Road. ”

"Huh? Taijun, this, this, it doesn't matter, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, Taijun will definitely be able to turn the tables! The pseudo-village chief hurriedly comforted.

Yang Chaoran went over with some gratitude, and patted on the shoulder of the pseudo village chief: "To the west, to the west, you are really loyal to the imperial army!" However, I was defeated, and I didn't have the face to see Kataoka-kun, and I wanted to transfer personnel from the Da Li Zhuang garrison to take revenge......"

The pseudo-village chief smiled.

This guy, a thief and a thief, saw that Yang Chaoran was the general of the defeated army, and asked him, so he put away his caution, got up, let his aunt serve tea, swaggered and fanned, and told the current situation.

Yang Chaoran immediately understood the situation of the strongholds of Da Li Zhuang and Liang Zhuang.

The news of the defeat, which the pseudo-village chief did not know, showed that the Japanese army had carried out a blockade.

The attached personnel belonging to the Asuka detachment, more than 100, close to 200 members of the joint security team, there is no definite news so far, anyway, there are people in this village who are in the army, but they have not returned.

"I see, it seems that I have to find another way!"

Yang Chaoran took his leave.

After going out, he jumped three times and disappeared into the darkness.

The pseudo-village chief and his aunt were frightened: "Is this little devil a human or a ghost?" ”

Yang Chaoran returned to the place where the guerrillas were lurking, led everyone to change direction, came to the south of Da Li Zhuang, and lurked.

While resting, the other side lined up a sentry.

After resting for a while, Yang Chaoran got up and explained military knowledge, experience, combat skills, etc. to the guerrilla members, and taught them some combat movements hand in hand.

The partisans were very loyal to him and adored him very much.

When I was studying, I was also very serious.

The guerrilla leader Sun Shaoping was even more respectful to Yang Chaoran, and anyone who did not listen to and train patiently was immediately reprimanded by him.

Yang Chaoran also focused on the taboos in night reconnaissance and battle, the way of troop contact, and finally, the specific actions of tonight.

"Ah, I see, I know, the leading comrades of the Eighth Route Army!"

Yang Chaoran also gathered several squad leaders together for training in command and coordination.

It's tiring and fulfilling.

Previously, in the Liangzhuang stronghold, he temporarily formed a guerrilla team, the captain of which was Li Laopimpao, the secretary of the stronghold, and that guerrilla unit fought a battle with the enemy, and the credit was great, but after the battle, it was disbanded.

Now, Yang Chaoran decided to establish an armed force under his own control to better resist the war, and after joining forces with the Wugong team, he would join the guerrillas into the Wugong team.

On the fourth watch, at about two o'clock in the morning, the sentinels of reconnaissance and monitoring returned.

He sounded the alarm: "Cuckoo cuckoo, harvest wheat and sow grain!" ”

The sound of the simulated cuckoo, which is slightly different from the normal one, is specially prescribed by Yang Chaoran tonight.

Using the binoculars, Yang Chaoran saw the situation over there clearly.

A large group of torches, like long snakes, came out of Da Li Zhuang, but there was very little sound.

After a while, the torches were all gone.

"Hey, Team Yang, what's the matter? Could it be haunted? Someone beside Yang Chaoran asked with a trembling voice.

Yang Chaoran demanded and called him Team Yang.

The guerrillas lurking around them all had superstitious thoughts, and when they heard it, they all gasped.

Yang Chaoran smiled: "Where are the ghosts?" Listen, this is Da Li Zhuang gathering personnel, who will plunder Xiaoyangzhuang summer harvest wheat and before, a batch of special wheat, beans, etc., tens of thousands of catties, hundreds of thousands of catties of grain! ”

After listening to the explanation, everyone was relieved.

Yang Chaoran arranged it, and everyone got ready.

A while, in the darkness, the convoy arrived.

Yang Chaoran was in the middle of the road and shouted: "Stop, the imperial army troops are inspecting!" ”

Immediately, the guerrillas hidden on both sides of the road shouted together: "The Imperial Army and the Imperial Allied Army inspect the vehicles, you stop!" ”

The lights came on, there were horse lanterns, and there were flashlights, which shone on each other, and someone shouted in surprise: "Mu Yijun, are you still alive?" ”

It turned out to be a devil soldier!

As soon as Yang Chaoran heard it, he knew that it was the original devil garrison of Da Li Zhuang, otherwise, he would not be so enthusiastic, as if he had an impression of this devil's voice.

Yang Chaoran asked the devil what the situation was.

The devil soldier spoke, and finally said: "This is an order from the captain of the Kataoka squadron to transport grain to the Liangzhuang stronghold. ”

This convoy brought together a large number of carriages, horses and people from several surrounding villages, and gathered a total of 30 carriages and 40 flat carts to transport 130,000 catties of wheat.

There were very few horses in the countryside, and there were not enough horses, so mules and donkeys were used.

There are 30 people in the handlebar type and more than 200 people.

In order to ensure safety, after leaving the village, all the lights were turned off, people were forbidden to speak, and mules, horses and donkeys were installed with horse chews.

Even, horse hooves and mule hooves, are wrapped in cotton cloth!

Yang Chaoran used the flashlight of the devil soldier to shine on the horse convoy and found that this was indeed the case.

Judging from the words and deeds of the devil soldiers, they already knew about the battle in the northwest direction and suffered defeats, but they didn't know Yang Chaoran's true identity and didn't suspect him.

The devils transport food at night, shrink the line of defense, and are so vigilant in secrecy, which shows that they are empty-hearted.