Feeling the wooden beam on his shoulder pulling back, Zhao Shixun looked back with great effort, and couldn't help but be a little angry.

"It's really useless, the faces of the four eastern provinces have made you lose everything, and these few decapitated meals have hooked your soul?"

Hearing this, he turned his head, Zhang Dapeng didn't care.

"What's wrong with the decapitation? As long as it can fill the stomach, Lord Yama's food Lao Tzu will eat correctly. ”

With a cold snort, Zhao Shixun didn't pay attention to the other party anymore.

Walking near the construction site, while putting down the wood, Zhao Shixun began to silently calculate the number and firepower configuration of the Japanese puppet army in his heart.

Two hours later, the big guy's work was temporarily halted because it was time for breakfast.

In order to complete the construction of the stronghold as soon as possible, the devil provided the captured laborers with two meals a day for the first time. And this first meal was more than nine o'clock in the morning.

Lined up at gunpoint by the Japanese, Zhao Shixun received two multigrain cakes and a bowl of salty wild vegetable soup that he was given to him.

After receiving the meal, he casually found a corner in the shade, Zhao Shixun looked at the gobbling men around him, and continued to observe the surroundings while eating his own cakes in small bites.

Not far away, the Japanese puppet army was also eating in batches, and their food level was obviously higher than that of these villagers.

Along the mountain breeze, bursts of meat fragrance wafted in, making Zhang Dapeng, who was squatting on the ground, couldn't help but look up for a while.

"His grandmother's, I thought we could also eat meat, and the feelings were all for the little devils and traitors, what a fucking blind thing."

After taking a sip of vegetable soup, Zhao Shixun looked at Zhao Dapeng and was happy.

"You kid dreamed, the devil will give you something with meat? It's good to give you this. ”

Glaring at Zhao Shixun, Zhang Dapeng crossed his legs and did it to the other party's side.

"Cut, you're smart. If I were a little devil, I wouldn't give you anything to eat, and I would starve you to death! ”

Watching the other party drink the last vegetable soup in the bowl, Zhao Shixun licked his chapped lips.

"The little devils are much better than you, and they know that if they want to complete the construction of the stronghold quickly, they must let us eat enough to have the strength to work. Otherwise, do you think that the little devil is really a bodhisattva and is willing to give us the food he has stolen? ”

"Hmph......, okay, okay, just be smart."

Annoyed and ate a piece of cake in a few bites, Zhang Dapeng looked around and asked in a low voice:

"How's it going, have you figured out the devil's firepower configuration? What do we do next? ”

Seeing that Zhao Shixun smiled and didn't speak, Zhang Dapeng was anxious for a while.

"Alas! You don't really want to build a turret for the little devil here, do you?

I can tell you, I don't have the patience to serve these deflated calves, buddies can't bear it. ”

Glaring at the other party, Zhao Shixun lowered his voice.

"Yo, is it difficult for Uncle Zhang to break through alone?"

"You!"

Seeing that the other party was a little anxious, Zhao Shixun hurriedly stretched out his hand to signal the other party not to be impatient.

"I've calculated, plus the thirteen devils and fifteen puppet soldiers who escorted us over, there are a total of twenty-five devils and forty puppet soldiers.

In terms of firepower, they had two crooked handles and one Czech, two of which were arranged in two bunkers at the entrance to the earth.

As for Pingdao Village, judging from the number of Japanese puppet troops who surrounded and intercepted us last night, the Japanese puppet army left behind in Pingdao Village will not exceed 40 people at most, and there will be at most a small detachment of devil soldiers in it. ”

Hearing this, his eyes lit up, and Zhang Dapeng gave a thumbs up approvingly.

"Yes, I didn't think it would take long, but you were very meticulous in your observation. So what's next? ”

"Wait ......."

"Wait?! What are you waiting for? Waiting for the food to be served? ”

Looking at Zhang Dapeng, who looked puzzled, Zhao Shixun put the last bite of cake in his mouth and chewed it, and swallowed it unsatisfied.

"I guess Instructor Zhou is already watching us around here."

Hearing this, he looked at his surroundings, and Zhang Dapeng asked in a shocked whisper:

"You mean your soldiers will lead people to besiege this place? I'm telling you, this terrain isn't easy to fight! ”

Like slashing the other party, Zhao Shixun put the empty bowl in his hand into the other party's hand.

"Nonsense, Lao Tzu's soldiers are certainly not stupider than you."

Speaking of this, Zhao Shixun pointed to the kitchen in the distance.

"I just took a closer look, and the food and vegetables stored here are definitely not enough for our nearly 300 people to continue to eat tomorrow.

Do you see the carriage over there, if I'm not mistaken, it will definitely go to the surrounding villages to transport grain in the evening.

”

Hearing this, Zhang Dapeng's eyes slowly widened.

"You mean, let's get out with them?"

"Are you stupid? Plugging under the nose of the devil, are you tired of being crooked? ”

Pointing to the bottom of the earth, Zhao Shixun narrowed his eyes.

"We can see the wagons carrying grain in and out, and Zhou Yu and they can see the same. So the only thing we can do at the moment is to wait with peace of mind, waiting for Zhou Yu and them to manage to sneak in from the outside. ”

Listening to Zhao Shixun's explanation, Zhang Dapeng nodded thoughtfully. Although he still didn't have much hope for this method in his heart, he also knew that there was really no good way to do it at the moment.

After a short rest after breakfast, the villagers were quickly called up again to continue the construction of the stronghold.

In this way, after eating lunch, the four villagers who were cooking put the empty carriage on it, and then drove the carriage down the soil plain, leaving the stronghold and heading in the direction of Hengling Pass.

……

On the mountain road in the direction of Hengling Pass, Wang Laohan and the four of them sat in the carriage and chatted about something from time to time.

After the little devils were stationed in Hengling Pass, the surrounding villages had to succumb to the devils' lewd thieves again.

Several villages near Hengling Pass were not only in a mess by the Japanese puppet army, but they also robbed most of the villagers' already small surplus grain. What's worse is that the Japanese also plundered the strong laborers of several surrounding villages.

Since there was a lot of arable land in the vicinity of Hengguan, and the autumn grain could be harvested in just over a month, the peasants who had been attached to the land for generations before the arrival of the Japanese were reluctant to flee like this.

In the face of the advice of the Eighth Route Army, many villagers did not listen, but stayed by luck.

This is not because the villagers are ignorant, but after the tug-of-war of the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain, the summer grain that the villagers have finally harvested has long been plundered by the national army and devils, and if they can't harvest the autumn grain, then many villagers will have to starve to death in winter.

Faced with the choice of starvation or being beaten to death by devils, many villagers chose the latter.

With the jingling of bells, the carriage turned over the winding mountain path and slowly climbed a gentle slope.

A daze yawned, and Wang Laohan was raising his whip to whip the lazy old yellow horse, but a row of figures suddenly appeared not far in front of him.

"Stop! Or I'll shoot! ”

"Ahh

As the old man pulled the reins violently, the yellow horse let out a painful cry. The front hooves leaped high and nearly knocked a carload of people over.

"Eight...... You are the Eighth Route Army?! ”

Wang Laohan looked at the few soldiers of the Seventh Company in front of him who raised their guns and pointed them at him, and it took a while to react.

During this time, the little devils were rampant in this area, and Wang Laohan heard the puppet soldiers say more than once that they had annihilated how many Eight Roads and how many people they had killed.

Now that he suddenly saw the Eighth Route Army, which had disappeared for a long time, appear in front of him, Wang Laohan, who was determined to do so, was also startled.

What is this? The front and back are the strongholds of the devils, and this generation is clearly under the noses of the devils. The appearance of these Eighth Route Army here at this time made Wang Laohan really a little puzzled.

"Eight...... Comrade of the Eighth Route Army, where did you come from? We've never offended you. ”

Looking at the four villagers who were slightly panicked, Zhou Yu motioned to the soldiers to put away their guns, and then walked in front of Wang Laohan with a kind face.

"This fellow, you came out of the Pingdao Village stronghold, right?"

Hearing this, Wang Laohan's face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly explained:

"Comrade of the Eighth Route Army, we are ordinary ordinary people, this little devil wants us to help with cooking, we really dare not say a word. Don't take us for traitors! ”

Looking at the old man who bowed and apologized in front of him, Zhou Yu hurriedly stepped forward to help the other party.

"Uncle, you misunderstood us.

The difficulties of all of you are also well known to our Eighth Route Army. We should be ashamed to let the little devil traitor oppress everyone like this. ”

Hearing this, several villagers hurriedly shook their heads.

"Comrade of the Eighth Route Army, don't say that, how powerful this little devil is, how difficult you are fighting, we are like a mirror in our hearts.

As long as you can stay here and fight devils, it will be worth all the suffering we have suffered. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yu's heart warmed, and Zhou Yu was speechless for a while, so he had to bow deeply to a few villagers.

"Folks, we are here today to clean up the devils in Pingdao Village. Today, I took the liberty to intercept a few people, and I really asked you folks. ”

"Hey, comrade of the Eighth Route Army, what are these words, if you have anything to say, just say it, we will definitely help!"

After thanking him, Zhou Yu said bluntly:

"Uncle, will you go to the Pingdao Village stronghold tomorrow?"

"Yes, we will go back to the village in the evening to load up the grain, pork and vegetables, and we will have to rush back before dawn tomorrow morning."

Nodding, Zhou Yu grabbed the old man's hand and said anxiously.

"Uncle, tomorrow morning we want to send someone to infiltrate the stronghold with you, do you think it's okay?"

Hearing this, Wang Laohan looked back at the few people behind him, and then pondered for a while.

"Done! You will be waiting here tomorrow morning, but we will have one less to come, and we will take the opportunity to bring the comrades of the Eighth Road to blend in. ”

Hearing this, Zhou Yu just held Wang Laohan's hand and said excitedly:

"Uncle, thank you so much.

By the way, I don't know if the little devil is strict with your investigation, will it be difficult to temporarily replace you? ”

"It's okay, the devil doesn't know us at all, if the puppet army finds out that someone is wrong, I'll just say that we have changed people. As long as the number of people doesn't come and go, they don't care. ”

To be continued, ask for collection, ask for recommendation!

(End of chapter)