As one of the five birthplaces of ancient agricultural civilization, China was a traditional agricultural country until the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, and the harvest season is still the most anticipated day for the Chinese people.

The harvest scene of the 66th Regiment is like a beautiful picture: in the field, under the golden sunlight is the yellow rice, as far as the eye can see; The full ears of rice bent the seedlings, the fragrance of rice overflowed, and the soldiers who were busy harvesting laughed and laughed; On the drying field, the yellow and clear rice grains broke free from the ears of rice, jumped to the ground happily, and spread a thick layer; In the warehouse, the sun-dried rice grains have become generations and yards into small mountain bags, making people smile......

On the day of the harvest, the brothers of the 66th Regiment were completely immersed in this beautiful picture scroll, and almost forgot that - this is the front line!

August 29, 39, 15th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, Midyear Festival!

The genius was darkened, and piles of paper money were lit at the entrance of the village, and the ashes that were burned were churning in the fireworks, bringing a trace of unique smell, and there were murmurs floating in the night sky:

"Erwa, are you okay down there? My brother burned you money...... Spend what you should spend, don't save ...... As long as my brother doesn't die, I'll burn you ...... every year."

"Chen Laoshi, you turtle son...... Don't be honest below! If anyone dares to bully you, you will make a fuck of the fuck...... Don't be afraid, we still have so many brothers below, we can't win, and there are brothers to help! ”

"Qian Sancai, in this life...... Lao Tzu owes you a life, in the next life, Lao Tzu will definitely pay you back! ”

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The soldiers of the 16th Li Regiment were mourning their dead brothers, and they could not hear the crying, but the atmosphere of grief was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

In the courtyard of the regiment headquarters, the dim light was lit in the cabin, and Li Siwei sat alone at the table.

In the center of the table lay a black silk cloth with three booklets, the covers of which were yellowed but clean, and in which the dead brothers were recorded.

Since Taiping Village, Li Siwei has copied each list of the dead before handing it in, and then added his own memory of them after each name.

So far, he has written three thick books.

Li Siwei looked at the three booklets in a daze, his hand was raised again and again, and he hung down weakly again and again, and finally turned into a faint sigh, "You turtle sons...... Before reincarnation, I gave it to Lao Tzu, don't break into this troubled world......"

"Bang ......"

Before Li Siwei's words fell, heavy footsteps sounded at the door, Ning Rou staggered in, slowly walked to the table, and gently put the vegetable basin and chopsticks in her hand on the table, her voice was soft, "Siwei...... It's time to eat. ”

Wu Ruolan followed with a pot of porridge, looking at Li Siwei's dark and thin face, her eyes were full of distress, "Eat early and rest, these days, you are tired......"

Li Siwei glanced up at the two women, and showed a hint of a smile, "Silly girl, these dozens of acres of land have collected 20,000 catties of rice!" I'm too late to be happy, where will I be tired? ”

As he spoke, he gently wrapped the three booklets in silk cloth, brought them to the bed, put them under the pillow, and walked back quickly, sniffing vigorously, "This can of soup is so fragrant!" Originally, it was better to wait for the rice to return to the warehouse before eating, but who knew that it would be ...... the festival."

Ning Rou was setting the dishes and chopsticks, and when she heard the words, her voice comforted briskly, "Anyway, they have all been recovered, and it won't take a few days to return to the warehouse." ”

"That's it," Wu Ruolan echoed with a smile on her face as she was holding porridge, "The more people work, the faster it is...... There are so many rices, and they have been harvested in just a few days! ”

"The sooner the better!" Li Siwei sat down with a smile and grabbed a white-flour steamed bun, "I finished harvesting it earlier, so I can help the villagers on the other side of the river collect it." ”

The two women paused, and looked at Li Siwei suspiciously, "Help the fellow on the other side of the river collect it?" ”

"yes!" Li Siwei nodded and broke off a piece of the white-flour steamed bun, "The villagers have worked hard to grow rice, but they can't be cheap, little devils!" ”

"Yes!" The two women nodded hurriedly, "Take it back and hide it, you must not be cheap little devil!" ”

As she spoke, the two goddesses tightened, "Do you want to go over too?" ”

Li Si hesitated slightly, and shook his head gently, "Each regiment will send elite troops to go first...... If I couldn't find the fighter, I wouldn't have passed. ”

As he spoke, Li Siwei's gaze fell on the bulging lower abdomen of the two women, and the color of affection flashed in his eyes.

"Oh," Ning Rou breathed a sigh of relief, "The little devil has just suffered a loss, I'm afraid he won't give us a chance to take advantage of it!" ”

Wu Ruolan gently put the gruel in front of Li Siwei, her eyes full of smiles, "This is this year's new rice!" The porridge is fragrant......"

There is no rice mill in the regiment, and the rice is scooped out by the village's rice making tools.

In this village, almost every family has that kind of rice tool, which is composed of a stone mortar and a stepping vertebrae, in the Sifang Village, that kind of stone mortar is called the nest, and the rice and rice can be used.

Most of the military rations allocated by the troops were also shelled, and they all needed to be milled and pressed by the brothers of the cooking platoon themselves, so the work of the cooking platoon was not easy.

Although the new rice scooped out with the rice tool is rough and mixed with the kang shell, it is much more fragrant than the porridge boiled from millet rice.

Li Siwei put the steamed bun back on the plate, grabbed the chopsticks, leaned over to the mouth of the bowl and sniffed vigorously, and couldn't help but exclaim, "It's really fragrant!" ”

Ning Rou and Wu Ruolan also filled the porridge, sat down, and looked at Li Siwei with a smile, "Eat more fragrant!" Yidao said, brothers are busy these days, they must eat a full meal, and they will stay up more tonight! ”

"Good!" Li Siwei nodded, picked up the bowl, and drank it, and after a while, a bowl of porridge bottomed out.

Wu Ruolan hurriedly stood up and added another bowl to him.

Li Siwei took the bowl and drank it again, just like that, after drinking three bowls in a row, he put down the bowl with satisfaction, grabbed the broken steamed bun again, and sighed comfortably, "This white rice porridge is better than steamed bread!" If I can still be here next year, I will cultivate more land and continue to grow rice......"

"Okay!" The two women hurriedly nodded in agreement, but they were a little apprehensive in their hearts.

Next year...... Which one is accurate!

According to legend, on the day of the Midyear Festival, the ghost door will be opened, and hundreds of ghosts will enter and exit.

After eating, snoring sounded in the village one after another.

Li Siwei checked the post in the village in a military uniform, and when he returned to his residence, he fell asleep, not because of taboos, but because he was tired.

The full moon was in the sky, sprinkling boundless silver light, but the night was very quiet, Li Siwei was very tired, and he slept soundly.

"Smack...... Smack......"

I don't know how long later, a gunshot suddenly rang out, breaking the quiet moonlit night.

The sound of gunfire was relatively far away, and it was a little erratic, but it could not escape the ears of the soldiers.

Hearing the gunshot, Li Siwei woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, turned over and sat up, hurriedly put on his clothes, and got out of bed with a box cannon under his pillow.

Ning Rou and Wu Ruolan also woke up and sat up one after another, their voices full of doubt, "Why is there a gunshot in the west?" ”

The little devil is on the east bank of the river, and if he wants to touch it, he has to pass through the defense line of the head of Geng...... However, who else but the little devils?

"It's not clear!" Li Siwei hurriedly put on his shoes, left the sentence "It's okay, you continue to sleep", and hurriedly went to the door.

"Bang ......"

Before Li Siwei could reach the door, there was a knock on the door, and then Zhao Tianbao's voice sounded, "Regiment leader, someone in Hewanzhuang set fire to it, and there was a fight with the people of the Self-Defense Forces......

This week, the direct company was in charge of the sentry outside the village.

"Squeak......

Li Siwei hurriedly opened the door, glanced at Zhao Tianbao with a gloomy face, and strode out of the door, "Set fire?" What dog day would dare to set fire? ”

"It's not clear," Zhao Tianbao's expression was solemn, "it seems that the crops are burned...... The company commander has already rushed over with his brothers! ”

"Burn the crops?" Li Siwei was furious, and yelled at Miao Zhenhua, who hurried over, "Let the special service company immediately rush to Hewan Village ......"

Before the rice matures, the water in the paddy field has been drained, and at this time, the seedlings have turned yellow.

"Yes!" Miao Zhenhua agreed and hurried away.

Li Siwei strode towards the stable, and yelled at Zheng Sanyang, Lu Tiesheng and others who had just run down the steps, "Sanyang stay behind and be on guard!" The communication platoon immediately notified the battalion and company-level cadres and brothers who can ride horses to assemble at the west entrance of the village and chase after Lao Tzu! ”

"Yes!" Lu Tiesheng agreed, and hurriedly yelled at the brothers in the communication platoon, "Dongsheng will take people to the first and second battalions, Dahu will take people to the third battalion and the supply company, Zhiliang will take people to the mortar company and the engineer company, and the others will bring guns to the horses......"

In the 66th Regiment, battalion and company officers were equipped with war horses, the communications platoon was equipped with two war horses per squad, and the supply company also had many mules and horses to carry supplies...... There are always 100 mules and horses.

"Da Da Da ......"

After a short time, one hundred and ten horsemen rushed out of the west entrance of the village and went straight to Hewan Village.

Hewan Village is about five or six miles away to the west of the 66th Regiment's station.

Li Siwei took the lead, holding the 38 cover tightly, looking at the blazing Hewan Village, his face was blue and murderous.

Dog day!

Such a big fire!

I'm afraid there won't be much rice left in the field!

That's all food!

The villagers are still counting on those grains to survive the winter!

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The sound of gunfire is becoming clearer, and it is rapidly moving north.

"Black Bull, outflank!"

Li Siwei roared, turned his horse's head and rushed to the ridge on the side of the road, heading straight to the north.

"The second battalion and the supply company, go with Lao Tzu!" Liao Heiniu roared, and with more than fifty brothers, he hurriedly turned around and followed.

Lu Quanyou and Shi Meng continued to rush west along the avenue with the other brothers, and soon overtook the team of the special service company and arrived outside Hewan Village.

At the east entrance of Hewan Village, the rice fields are blazing with fires and scorching heatwaves, and the ashes are churning in the heat waves, and the smell of burnt paste is permeated.

The villagers were wielding brooms and hoes desperately fighting the fire, and the sound of angry scolding and crying became a ...... That's their livelihood for most of the year!

"Holy shit!" Shi Meng scolded angrily, and beat the war horse desperately, "Dog, let Lao Tzu catch it...... Lao Tzu killed them alive! ”

The soldiers also scolded angrily, "Catch them and ......chop them alive."

"Da Da Da ......"

The sound of horses' hooves was like rain, and the soldiers whipped the mules and horses under their crotches fiercely, and chased after them according to the sound of guns.

"Bang ......"

The gunfire was approaching, and it was already clear that it was the sound of the 38 big cover...... Most of the people who set the fire were little devils.

Li Siwei slowed down his horse, and by the bright moonlight, he could see a mountain in front of him, and the earth-shattering gunfire came from the mountain.

"Black Bull, take a group of people to surround from the east, and the others will go to the north with Lao Tzu!" As soon as Li Siwei pulled the bolt of the gun, he turned the horse's head and rushed out, his voice was cold, "Surround and die!" Not a single one is allowed to run away! ”

"Da Da Da ......"

The brothers followed, their hooves flying.

"Da Da Da ......"

Lu Quanyou and Shi Meng also led the team to arrive and hurriedly surrounded them from the west side.

The three hills are connected, not high, but the area is very large, and the direct company is biting the arsonist in the mountain range, and is fighting fiercely.

"Bang ......"

Gunshots rang out loudly.

"Bang...... Rumble......"

Mixed with explosions.

"Ahhh......h

The screams were incessant.

Li Siwei hurried to the north of the mountain with his thirty brothers, and as soon as he collected the reins of his horse, he jumped down, picked up his spear and rushed up the hillside, followed by the brothers.

As soon as Li Siwei rushed up the mountain, he heard a lot of gunshots, and hurriedly waved his gun and lowered his voice, "Block on the spot!" ”

The brothers hurriedly stopped, picked up their guns, and stared at the col deadly.

"Rustling ......"

The branches swayed violently suddenly.

"Whew...... Whoop......"

A dark shadow suddenly burst out of the woods and rushed to the top of the hill in a panic, embarrassed and out of breath.

"Bang Bang Bang"

Three gunshots rang out, and the black shadow fell in response, screaming miserably, "Ah...... Ah......h

The gunfire on the hill rose and fell, and in an instant silence was restored, leaving only a terrible howl still drifting in the night wind.

"Bang...... Bang......"

The gunfire in the col was approaching rapidly, but it became more and more scattered, and soon dissipated.

There was no movement in the mountains, only the howls of the wounded echoed.

After waiting for a while, Li Siwei stood up with a gun in his hand, "Continue the search...... Stay safe! ”

"Yes!" The brothers got up one after another, and cautiously searched the col.

Miao Zhenhua hurriedly rushed to the injured black shadow, "poof, puff, ......puff", made up a few slashes, then put the spear on his shoulder, leaned over and ripped off the corpse's coat, ripped off a small sign from his chest, turned around and raised Li Siwei who was striding towards the meteor, "Commander, it's a little devil...... There is an identity tag! ”

The identity card of the soldiers of the national army is embroidered on the military uniform, and the identity card of the little devil is hung on the chest, and the bronze medal is engraved.

Li Siwei took out a match and lit it with a "...... of it", leaned over to the identity card to look at it, and scolded indignantly, "It's the 35th Division...... The old men haven't crossed the river to trouble them, but they came first! ”

There was only a river between us and the enemy, and it was too difficult to keep it secret, so the headquarters found out their identities the day after the Japanese 35th Division was stationed in eastern Henan.

Miao Zhenhua put the identity tag in his pocket and squatted down, "Then what are we polite?" The rice harvest was also finished, and in the past two days he crossed the river to make up his dog's day. ”

As he spoke, Miao Zhenhua quickly rummaged through the corpse, melon grenades, ammunition boxes, kettles, belts, cigarettes, matches, ...... Even a pair of cowhide sandals were pulled off.

Li Siwei smiled, "Since the little devils want to fight for food, Lao Tzu will see how capable they are......"

"Commander," before Li Siwei's words fell, Fucha Morgen hurriedly came with a solemn expression, "Commander, twenty-six have been killed, and twelve are still dead...... Only five are little devils, and the rest are puppet soldiers! ”

"Holy shit!" Li Siwei scolded indignantly and frowned, "Bury the little devils!" Elves...... Leave it to the Self-Defense Forces to deal with! ”

Fucha Morgen hesitated, "If it is handed over to the Self-Defense Forces, I am afraid they will not survive......"

If you catch the little devil, it is good to kill it naturally, but if the Chinese kill the Chinese, won't you let the little devil see the joke?

"Mind Lao Tzu's ball business!" Li Siwei's face sank, and his voice was cold, "Don't they deserve to die?" ”

"Yes!" Fucha Morgen dared to hesitate, and as soon as he agreed, he would turn around and leave.

"Forget it," Li Siwei suddenly stopped Fucha Morgen again, his voice bitter, "Take them all back, and hand them over to the division headquarters tomorrow!" ”

"Yes!" Fucha Morgen perked up, "Leave it to the division!" ”

"Holy shit!" Looking at Fucha Morgen's back, Li Siwei scolded weakly, "Use China to control China? The little devil is really fucking vicious......"

After Miao Zhenhua finished looting the loot, he got up and answered, "Regiment leader, traitors deserve to die!" ”

Li Siwei was stunned and speechless.

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