Seeing that the other party was unwilling to produce strong men and wanted to pay less food, the face of the platoon commander of the puppet army immediately became gloomy. And a soldier beside him saw that his platoon commander's face was not good, and immediately scolded the maintenance chairman who was begging in front of him:

"I said, President Wang, how can you say that you are also a rare scholar in these four miles and eight towns, how can you learn to kick your nose in the face like those poor sticks in the countryside?

Let me tell you, if you annoy our Feng Ye, your whole village will have to walk around without food! ”

……

"Oh, this boss looked at what you said, we are a little common people, even if we borrow our courage, we don't dare to play tricks with your military masters. The reason why the old man is like this is that there is almost no one in the village now, and he really can't pull the strong man anymore....... ”

"Alright......!"

Suddenly, the platoon commander of the puppet army with a gloomy face interrupted Chairman Wang's explanation.

Seeing the other party slowly stand up, he suddenly kicked over the table in front of him, and then pointed in the direction of the village, and said word by word:

"Three people, if you send three people, I will reduce the military rations by half, otherwise you will wait for the Japanese to come to you in person to ask for food!"

……

"Ah......? Don't ...... Don't alarm the Japanese. The old man will go to the village to discuss with everyone, and he will definitely meet the boss's requirements! ”

Hearing that the platoon commander of the puppet army was going to let the Japanese come, Chairman Wang was immediately frightened.

He knew very well that if he really alarmed the Japanese, the only 100 people left in the five families would be finished.

……

Soon, under the threat of the puppet army, the villagers of Wujiagou scraped together two carts of thousands of catties of grain, and then sent three strong men to join the security group to send these uncle-like puppet soldiers away.

……

An hour and a half later, it was located on the official road leading to Chenjiayu Village.

As the carriage slowly moved forward, the platoon commander of the puppet army leaned lazily on the grain pile.

In a daze, he was a little irritated by the scorching sun, and then took off the kettle at his waist and poured it straight on his face.

Under the breeze, Feng Scaryu finally felt a trace of coolness.

"Made...... What the hell is this weather, it's going to fucking dry people! ”

Irritable, he put the big cap with the five-color flag badge on his face baked by the scorching sun, and Feng Scar's ass changed to a more comfortable position, ready to sleep again.

This time he went out to collect food and strong men, and he Feng Scar had basically met the requirements of the Japanese, which really made him breathe a sigh of relief.

As a veteran soldier, Feng Scaryu was originally stationed in the county seat with a security regiment.

However, not long ago, Feng Scar, who was like a fish in water in the county, suddenly took the initiative to apply for a transfer out of the county seat, and took a dozen of his brothers to this poor countryside alone to become a grain collection team.

Feng Scar's behavior like this, in the eyes of his peers in the county, he was simply well-fed and had nothing to do, or he was simply kicked in the brain by a donkey.

However, in the face of the ridicule of his peers, Feng Scar's heart was actually the most clear about what his actions were.

It turned out that as a veteran ruffian, he had already keenly smelled that the Japanese were likely to have large-scale operations in the near future. Feng Scar knew very well, don't look at the security group in the city, it seems that the scenery of eating and drinking spicy food every day is incomparable, but once he goes down with the Japanese to sweep, he will have to be cannon fodder to block guns for others in the blink of an eye. For this point, Feng Scar, who has eaten imperial grain for seven or eight years, has long understood it.

In this way, after greeting his subordinates to speed up his pace, Feng Scarry fell asleep again, ready to meet Zhou Gong's daughter on another queqiao.

Bang...... Bang......!

Suddenly, as a neat row of gunfire rang out in the valley, four or five puppet soldiers fell down with a muffled grunt.

And at the moment when the gunshots rang out, Feng Scar in the car jumped out of the carriage as if no one was around, and then hid in the grass on the side of the road.

At the same time, more than a dozen puppet soldiers near the cart also followed their commander's example, and as they spoke, they threw down the cart and a few strong men and fled into the grass on the side of the road.

As for the life and death of the three strong men who were arrested to drive the car, the puppet soldiers didn't want to care and didn't bother to care, anyway, these three people were trembling sooner or later when they ate this bowl of rice, and it had nothing to do with them sooner or later.

However, although no one cared about it, these three strong men did have some brains, although they did not run into the grass on the side of the road for the first time after hearing the gunshot, they did not stay still and wait to eat peanuts. After a period of confusion, all three of them pouted and hid under the cart.

……

After half a minute like this, in the grass located on the north side of the official road, Feng Scar carefully poked his head out of the grass, raised his eyes and looked at the silent mountains on both sides suspiciously, and touched his bare head with a puzzled expression.

"Strange, what the hell are you playing, you slipped away after hitting a rod?"

Looking at the quiet environment around him, if Feng Scar could not still smell the blood of the dead men on the road, he almost thought that he had just had a nightmare.

Just as he jumped out of the car, he almost instinctively thought that he had been attacked by Tu Hachi. But who knew that after a burst of gunfire on the opposite mountain, there was no afterplay, and they just disappeared?

Could it be that if you encounter it, is it a bandit in the Eighth Road?

Thinking of this, Feng Scara suddenly felt that it was not right. Because if it is a bandit, then at least someone will come out to tell the conditions, and it will not be just no news.

After thinking about it, Feng Scarry felt that there was only one result that was right, that is, the other party should not be strong, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to hide for half a day without showing up.

"Stabilize me, this is less than five miles away from the Chenjiayu stronghold, I don't believe that these miscellaneous people can take us.

Grandma's ...... More than a dozen broken guns want to take Lao Tzu to the knife, and I really treat Lao Tzu as a soft persimmon! ”

Feng Scar heard it very clearly just now, and the gunfire just now rang out for a while, and it sounded like there was not even a single flower mechanism except for a dozen rifles.

In his opinion, although such a weak armed force can sneak attack him once, it is obviously impossible to eat himself in one go.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the lush mountains that had begun to appear around him, gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Put guns on the mountain for Lao Tzu and get these rabbit cubs out for me!"

After the words were closed, Feng Scar raised his box cannon decently, and after laying it down diagonally, he hit the hillside opposite the pipe.

And seeing that his platoon commander was shooting unscrupulously, there was no danger, and this group of puppet soldiers hiding under the roadbed also became emboldened.

Soon, the guns of the puppet soldiers rang out, crackling and crackling.

The idea of the puppet army is very simple, since the other party can't shrink out after a cold shot, it is a sign of poor strength.

In this case, the puppet soldiers were also happy to play a confrontation with the unmasked opponent, and by the way, the Chenjiayu stronghold a few miles away could hear that something was going on here.

You must know that the Chenjiayu stronghold is now not only stationed with a reinforced platoon of puppet troops, but also has a telephone line with the big stronghold outside the mountain. Therefore, as long as Feng Scar and they can last for an hour, reinforcements will naturally come in a steady stream at that time.

……

"Brothers, these turtles look like a bunch of shitty people who only know how to play tricks. You see, now they don't dare to come out and fight with our brothers. ”

After running out of a magazine, Feng Scar looked at the still quiet hillside, and the fear on his face was completely replaced by an unstoppable arrogance.

However, just as he was about to change to a magazine and shoot again, a dense burst of bullets suddenly swept over the opposite hillside.

Da Da Da ...... Da-da-da-da!

With the characteristic short burst fire of light machine guns, a volley of bullets swept along the roadbed where the puppet soldiers were lying on their stomachs, knocking the two men who had leaked too much to the ground on the spot.

In the face of the sudden attack, Feng Scar immediately trembled with fright, and then plunged his head into a shallow pit beside him.

A few seconds later, he looked at a group of men around him who were screaming from machine guns, and his heart was directly cold.

"He who asks...... It's going to be a real hard stubble...... ”

The addition of machine guns also announced the end of the resistance of the puppet army.

Soon, after a white coat was picked up with a bayonet, the gunfire on the hill also stopped.

As the gunfire stopped, a stout soldier dressed in Baye gray immediately walked out of the bunker, ran down the mountain and shouted a few times at the position where the puppet army was hiding, demanding that the puppet army surrender their guns.

Seeing that the person who came was a heavily armed Eighth Route Army, Feng Scara immediately stood up and threw his weapon to the side of the road.

"Don't get me wrong, the eighth master on the mountain, we are a group of grain carriers. I really didn't recognize that the real god was here just now, and I ask you eight masters not to be angry, don't be angry! ”

Speaking of this, Feng Scarry hurriedly beckoned his subordinates to throw their weapons aside, and then obediently raised his hands and came out to surrender.

Under his command, sixteen of his surviving men walked out of hiding and threw away their weapons, then watched as the hill nodded and knelt on the side of the road.

And the three captured strong men saw that it was the Eighth Route Army coming down from the mountain, and immediately happily took the initiative to greet them, as if they had met relatives.

Not only that, but several men even took the hand of an officer of the Eighth Route Army and resolutely asked to join the Eighth Route Fighting Devils.

"Three fellows, I understand your feelings about wanting to join the Eighth Route Army, but we do have an important mission here this time, so we can't take you with me, understand?"

Euphemistically rejecting the request of the three men, the tall Eighth Route Army officer raised his glasses and looked in the direction of Chen Jiayu while beckoning the soldiers behind him to hurry down the mountain.

And just as the three men were helplessly about to leave, a short and stout Balu with a southern pistol pinned to his waist suddenly stopped them.

"Fellows, we are separated from the troops of friendly forces and are looking for them. Have you seen other Eighth Route Army units emerge from this generation recently? ”

Wen Yan looked back at the Eighth Route Army with a big tongue, the three men, you look at me, I look at you, and finally shook their heads.

…… To be continued, thank you for your support!

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