The southern part of Qin County, the area of Jianshan.

Touching the cold firewood and grass ash in the stone stove, and then looking at the empty camp around him, the horizontal flesh on Kuramoto's face shook a few times.

A few minutes ago, he led his troops all the way over the mountains and mountains, and after ambushing several stragglers of the Eighth Route Army, he finally found the so-called Jianshan camp of the Eighth Route Army in the deep mountains and old forests.

However, what made him extremely depressed was that the other party actually gave up the camp again before his arrival and moved!

"Command the troops, immediately expand the search area and see if the enemy has any other camps!"

Hearing Kuramoto's angry voice, Nie Yunshan on the side slapped the ashes in his hand and stopped the herald who was about to leave.

"Captain Kuramoto, the ashes in this stove have returned, indicating that Hachiro had left at least before last night. I don't think there's any need to waste time and energy around here. ”

"Oh? Does that mean to give up?! ”

Hearing the anger in Cangmoto's tone, Nie Yunshan was afraid that the other party would be wrong, so he hurriedly defended:

"Kuramoto-kun misunderstood, I didn't mean that, I wanted to blindly expand the search area, not to let the large army repair first, by the way, send a few team members who are good at tracking to find the traces left by the enemy when he escaped, and first judge which direction the other party fled in and then let the large army chase after it."

Hearing this, he nodded thoughtfully, and the anger on Kuramoto's face finally decreased slightly.

Not long after, more than a dozen experienced team members were sent out to reconnoiter lightly in three directions, looking for the direction of retreat of the main force of the first column.

……

……

At the foot of Nanping Mountain, Guojiayu.

Resist the War of Resistance to save the country, defeat Japanese imperialism, and drive the Japanese devils out of China!

Walking down the ladder and looking at the dozen big characters he had written with charcoal on the wall of the landlord's house, Xue Liqun nodded with satisfaction.

"Tell the soldiers to just follow the mold I wrote and draw it with a lime pen."

"Yes!"

After a few words of explanation, Xue Liqun approached the spacious and bright landlord's compound and washed his hands in the white porcelain fish tank in the courtyard.

Yesterday at noon, Jiang Hongfei suddenly woke up everyone who was resting in the camp, and then ordered the whole army to continue to move towards the deep mountains to the south.

After a night's march, the team of thousands of people crossed the Nanping Mountain near Jianshan and came to the vicinity of Guojiayu Village in the southern part of Qin County.

Although the journey was very smooth, due to the continuous transfer of troops and the need to supply hundreds of people to the logistics organs of the division headquarters, the food crisis of this team began to become more and more serious. In desperation, Jiang Hongfei had no choice but to order the large army to continue to move southward, and at the same time sent two small troops out to raise food.

And Xue Liqun led a food-raising team composed of more than 60 people from the first column of the Security Section.

Originally, Xue Liqun's plan was to take the risk of going to Guojiayu, a few miles away, to buy some food, and then go after the large army of the secret march. However, what he never expected was that the summer grain in Guojiayu Village had already been robbed by the devils in the nearby stronghold. Not only can they not buy surplus food, but even eating a meal at the people's homes has become a luxury.

In the end, Xue Liqun finally bought a little dry food from the maintenance president of the village.

……

Just after washing his hands, Xue Liqun suddenly smelled a fragrant smell of white noodles.

"Chief of Staff, you're back, a big pot of white flour buns has just been made in the kitchen, go eat some."

Wen Yan glanced at the soldiers who were gobbling around the table in the lobby, and Xue Liqun looked at the landlord's family who were busy in the kitchen of the outer courtyard, and his brows suddenly furrowed.

"Comrade Xu Guofeng, how many times have I told you, our Eighth Route Army does not take a stitch from the masses, how can you let the soldiers eat the things of the common people casually?"

Xue Liqun knew very well that he only bought some multigrain cakes from this house, and did not buy any fine grains.

Hearing this, he smiled awkwardly, and Xu Guofeng, an officer of the security section of the first column, spread his hands helplessly, and then walked over and whispered in Xue Liqun's ear:

"Chief of Staff, this white-flour steamed bun was made for us on their own initiative. And it's all done, if you don't eat it, it will be wasted, and besides, the brothers are indeed very hungry....... ”

Hearing this, Xue Liqun's expression was immediately a little displeased.

"Comrade Xu Guofeng, as an old Eighth Road, how can you have such thoughts?"

Glaring at the other party, he turned his head to look at Village Chief Guo, who was smiling on the side, and said with a grateful face:

"Mr. Guo's open-mindedness really makes me admire Xue. For your help to the Eighth Route Army, we will definitely not forget. ”

"The chief is polite...... The old decay is just a grass people, and it is the honor of the old decay to be able to contribute to the resistance against Japan, and the three lives are fortunate to ....... ”

……

At this moment, Xu Guofeng, who was standing beside Xue Liqun, suddenly walked over and whispered a few words in Xue Liqun's ear.

"Huh? Is there such a thing? ”

"Absolutely, I asked several villagers, and they all said the same, otherwise I would not have let the soldiers eat their food.

This kind of people's food, don't eat it for nothing! ”

Hearing this, he nodded thoughtfully, Xue Liqun suddenly turned his head to look at the old man beside him, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"President Guo, I heard from the people in the village that President Guo's son is a small leader in the county's security corps. Hehe, I don't know if there is such a thing? ”

Hearing this, President Guo immediately looked at Xue Liqun with a pale face, trembling like sifting chaff.

In a trance, he subconsciously took out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat on his face, and looked at the other party and bowed deeply.

"The chief of the Eighth Road forgives the sin, and the old man wrote a letter to ask Xiao'er to quit the traitor errand and return to his hometown to farm with peace of mind, and he must be a good man from now on, and he will never have anything to do with the Japanese.

”

As he spoke, Chairman Guo apologized again and again, for fear that the glasses-wearing Eighth Route Army in front of him would be unhappy and collapse himself. Seeing President Guo like this, several women of the Guo family also hurried to Xue Liqun and begged with their master.

……

"Alas, President Guo, you are too worried. Although our Eighth Route Army hates devils and traitors the most, it is not an unreasonable team. Besides, your son is your son, and your President Guo is your President Guo, these are two different things. ”

Hearing this, President Guo's eyes rolled, and then he raised his head and looked at Xue Liqun with a smile.

"Sir, I heard that your army wants to buy a lot of food, but is this the case?"

……

Hearing the other party ask about this stubble, Xue Liqun subconsciously glanced at President Guo.

"Hmm...... But I see that the villagers' food has been robbed by the devils, and there must be no surplus food to sell to us. ”

……

Speaking of this, Xue Liqun also showed a difficult look on his face, and seemed to be very disappointed.

On the other side, President Guo saw it in his eyes, rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Eighth Road Chief, although most of the summer grain in our village has been requisitioned by the Japanese, there are still some surplus grain ...... for famine here. ”

"Oh?! President Guo's family still has food in stock? Didn't you say that they were all taken away by the Japanese? ”

"Huh...... It's the old rotten brain that is confused, confused ....... The chief can rest assured, although Lao Yu is only a small landlord, he can still get one or two thousand catties. ”

Hearing that the other party could actually take out thousands of catties of food, Xue Liqun immediately showed an expression that he had guessed correctly.

"President Guo, you have helped us a lot. But I don't have much cash here, do you think the IOU is okay? ”

“…… No! No IOUs required! …… It is the blessing of the old family to be able to contribute to the anti-Japanese war, and these food preparations are even the military rations I donated to the Eighth Route Army, and the old man will not take a penny, and he will not ......take a penny. ”

……

At dusk, the stronghold of Nakkaizumi Village.

Although the special service battalion and the independent detachment destroyed this stronghold a few months ago, the devils rebuilt it again not long ago. Not only that, during this time, in order to strengthen the sweep and blockade of the Eighth Route Army in southern Jinnan. The Japanese army also transferred a reinforced platoon of the puppet army from the county seat to increase the number of puppet troops here, further strengthening the garrison of the stronghold of Zhongquan Village.

At sunset, a villager rode his horse all the way to the outer wall of the Zhongquan Village stronghold, only to stop his horse under the threat of the puppet army.

Turning over and dismounting, a man dressed as a servant ran quickly to the gate of the stronghold, tore it open and shouted:

"Hurry up and report to your chief, just say that something happened to Master Guo!"

Not long after, I saw a young puppet army second lieutenant rushing out of the turret, and the man who came on horseback hurriedly greeted him.

"Wheat, why are you? What happened to my father? ”

Looking at the familiar man in front of him, the second lieutenant of the puppet army looked puzzled.

"Young master, Balu has come to our village, and now he is digging food in our house with a group of poor sticks. The lord told you to hurry up and think of a way, otherwise our family will be ruined ....... ”

"What?! Eight roads came to Guojiayu?! ”

……

At this moment, the person who exclaimed was none other than Chairman Guo's only son, Guo Huaiyu, a platoon leader of the Qin County Security Corps. Not long ago, because he was a native of Hongo, he was sent by his boss to the Nakkaizumi Village stronghold to strengthen the garrison.

It is precisely because of his arrival that most of the Guo family's summer grain this year was withheld by him, and he was going to keep it for sale at a high price when it was not in stock.

……

"Young master, you better take someone to take a look, no matter how late it is, I'm afraid that our family's grain will be transported away by Balu and those poor sticks."

Hearing this, Platoon Commander Guo immediately rolled up his sleeves and shouted:

"His grandmother's, the tiger is not powerful, and I am really a sick cat! Go get all the brothers out of me, and come back with me to clean up the dirt! ”

In the roar, seeing that the platoon commander was angry, a puppet army with a little brain hurriedly grabbed Guo Huaiyu and persuaded:

"Head, we have to calm down. We don't know how many people there are in these eight roads, don't look back and be cleaned up! ”

was pulled by his subordinates, and Guo Huaiyu recovered from his anger.

"Maizi, how many eight-way roads have come from the village?"

"I don't count, there must be fifty or sixty."

"Fifty or sixty ......."

Hearing this number, Guo Huaiyu couldn't help but gasp.

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