Chapter 16 Treason for glory and betrayal of ancestors

In the ancestral hall, people are busy with each other. Zhou Qiwei, an officer of the Kuomintang army, strode into the ancestral hall, followed by a middle-aged man in a suit and two guards. Zhou Qiwei walked up to Yu Genshan and saluted: "Sir, there is a small matter, please help." ”

Yu Genshan glanced at them in disgust and said, "What's the matter?" Say, doesn't necessarily help you. ”

Zhou Qiwei: "We lost a black briefcase, and my soldier said that he saw someone send it to you, please return it to me immediately, and Zhou will be very grateful." ”

"Yes, it's me. It's this Nanjing Wang pseudo-bastard scum, right?! Stinky pigs! Do you know what's in your bag?! Isn't that what you call a special shit?! Yu Genshan pointed to the middle-aged man in a suit and said angrily.

Zhou Qiwei insisted and said: "I just want to return the briefcase, what is in the bag has nothing to do with me, please return it to me immediately." ”

Yu Genshan took out the documents from his briefcase, slammed them on the table angrily, and shouted loudly with fire in his eyes: "Look at it! This is the special task of you Nanjing Wang pseudo-bastard scum! ”

Zhou Qiwei was surprised, stepped forward to pick up the documents and looked through them, shocked and angry. He put down the papers, turned around and grabbed the man in the suit by the collar, pulled out a pistol in his right hand and pointed it at his head and asked angrily, "Is this true?!" Bastard! You make it clear to me! Lao Tzu took a battalion of troops to protect you, and half of the brothers who were killed and wounded, it turned out that it was for you Nanjing Wang puppet government and the Japanese to collude with the Japanese to rob our ancestors' resources, and then build guns and cannons to harm and kill the Chinese and the Eighth Route Army. Say! You said! Isn't it?! If you dare not say it, Lao Tzu will kill you now! ”

The man in the suit was frightened and embarrassed, and quibbled awkwardly: "This, this has nothing to do with me, this is a matter assigned by the above, I am just a liaison officer, I am not involved in it."

Outside the ancestral hall. Uncle Gen, who was wearing a shabby straw hat, rubbed his hands and timidly looked at the political commissar and Zhu Shiyao who were shaking hands and saying goodbye on the steps at the entrance of the ancestral hall. Seeing that Principal Zhu had walked away, the political commissar was about to turn around and go back to the ancestral hall, but he saw Uncle Lao Gen, who was standing more than ten meters away and looking into the ancestral hall, and strode over. Seeing the political commissar with neat military uniform and mighty appearance walking towards him, Uncle Lao Gen took two steps back timidly and panickedly.

The political commissar walked up to Uncle Lao Gen with a smile on his face and asked kindly, "Fellow, do you have anything to do?" Or is there any difficulty? Can you tell me about it? ”

"Huh? Ah, I have a problem and a problem, and I want to talk to your chief. Uncle Gen said a little flusteredly.

The political commissar looked at the simple and honest old Uncle Gen and said with a smile:

"Fellow, our Eighth Route Army should not be called a commander, but a comrade. If you have any problems or difficulties, just tell me, and I will help you solve them. ”

Uncle Lao Gen said anxiously: "Hey, okay." Comrade sir, now the devils have surrounded the whole village, and they are shooting and firing, this is going to kill people, it is terrible, our family can't escape if they want to, what can we do? God. ”

The political commissar said comfortingly: "Fellow, don't be afraid, with our Eighth Route Army, we can protect the safety of your whole family and fellow villagers, and we can also cover everyone to break out of the encirclement of devils and transfer out safely, are there any injuries in your family?" ”

Not far away, Fang Jiren, wearing a half-new coarse cloth light gray Eighth Route Army uniform, wearing a military hat, a belt around his waist, and a red cross and white armband on his left arm, walked towards the ancestral hall with a white medicine box on his back. The large number of wounded and the lack of medicine left him worried. When he saw the political commissar and Uncle Lao Gen standing outside the ancestral hall and talking together, he immediately slowed down and became suspicious: Huh? How did the political commissar and Uncle Lao Gen meet together? What are they talking about? Why did Uncle Gen come here? If he is here, Ding Ruxuan must be here. Well? Wrong. In the past few days, they have fought so fiercely with devils in Shengcang Village, they won't know it. Why did Ding Ruxuan, who was timid and afraid of things since he was a child, come here with his Tonghe opera troupe? What is he here for? He asked Uncle Lao Gen to report the enemy's situation? Or is it spying on our military? Ding Ruxuan's current identity is very suspicious, and it is difficult to distinguish friend from foe. Either way, friend or foe I should give it a try.

Fang Jiren thought as he walked, and walked up to the political commissar and saluted:

"Hello, Commissar. Hey? Isn't this Uncle Lao Gen? Why did you get here? Didn't you follow the Tonghe opera troupe to the dock and sing opera? The third uncle and the fifth brother are also here? Are they all okay? ”

Uncle Gen was stunned by Fang Jiren's question, and he didn't know where to start for a while, he looked Fang Jiren up and down carefully with kind eyes, rubbed his hands happily and said, "Okay, good, little master, we are all right." The little master is good, he's quite energetic. ”

"Doctor Fang, Doctor Fang, I've got you. There was a wounded man's condition that suddenly deteriorated and needed to be rescued for surgery, and the captain asked you to go back to the health team immediately. Go, go! Glenland, the head nurse of the health team, ran over and said breathlessly.

"Commissar, I'll go first. Uncle Gen, come to me at the health team when you have time, I have something important to tell you. With that, Francis and Glenland walked briskly together.

"Well, good. I didn't expect the little young master to really vote for the Eighth Route Army, and I didn't believe it at first. It's good, it's good. Uncle Gen looked at Fang Jiren's distant back and muttered to himself.

"Uncle Lao Gen, it seems that you are very familiar with Fang Jiren, so let me ask you a little bit about his past, I heard that he was a soldier in the Kuomintang army before? When did he go? Why did you leave again? Do you know these things? The political commissar helped Uncle Lao Gen walk a few steps, sat on the grinding plate not far to the east of the ancestral hall door, and asked bluntly.

Uncle Lao Gen thought for a while and said, "Oh, Comrade Sir, I know a little bit about this. I grew up watching the little young master, and I was too familiar with him and the Fang family. In the early years, his second uncle Fang Daxin studied at the Whampoa Military Academy, and later became the regiment commander of Chiang Kai-shek. The little young master wanted to go out and wander around, so he secretly ran to find Fang Daxin to be a soldier without telling his family, and he left for several years. Later, Fang Daxin was martyred during the Battle of Taierzhuang, and the little master came home. But it wasn't long before he was gone again, and this time I don't know where he went again, why he went. No, it's been a few years, and I just saw him again. ”

The political commissar pretended not to know and asked: "Will Fang Jiren still treat people?" Can you still operate on people? Did you know this? ”

Uncle Gen smiled and said: "Oh, this is not unusual, the little master followed his grandfather to learn Chinese medicine when he was a child, he is smart, when he was thirteen or fourteen years old, he was able to go out for his grandfather to see the disease himself, it was very effective, I also looked for him to see the disease, the medicine was eliminated, and the magic hand was rejuvenated." You say he can still cut people? I don't know about it. ”

The political commissar asked: "Oh, Uncle Gen, do you know anything else about Fang Jiren?" Can you tell me about it? ”

Uncle Gen: "Okay." Comrade Sir, you don't know, do you? Our little master's martial arts are amazing, hard skills, internal skills, qigong, and eighteen weapons, he is a top master. Let me tell you this, even if he has two empty hands, twenty or thirty of you with swords, guns, swords, and halberds want to come close to him, and he can slap a cow to death. In this radius of hundreds of miles, I have never seen our little master's opponent. Oh, by the way, our little master also has a honorific name, and everyone in the martial arts calls him 'North China Young Hero'. ”

After listening to Uncle Gen's narration, although the political commissar felt that it was a bit exaggerated, his mood became heavier and more suspicious......

Midday. In the north room of a farmhouse in Shengcang Village.

Fang Lusheng sat on a chair, a woman stood behind him to rub his shoulders, and a woman squatted to beat his legs. Two strong men stood beside him, and Fang Lusheng scolded indignantly:

"Fuck! What is this called, I imprisoned Lao Tzu here. Originally, I made a lot of fat, but I lost my wife and soldiers, and I almost let the little devil be destroyed, it's a fucking loss, uncle, when have I ever suffered this loss, it's all a bad thing for you stinky girls, and you have to go to the fucking county. No way! We can't wait to die here, we have to think about rushing out at night. In this way, Dahe, Tiedan'er, you two will go out immediately! Tell the brothers to sleep during the day and prepare to move at night. You two stinky girls sleep with Lao Tzu first, relieve Lao Tzu's boredom and loosen his muscles. ”

South of Morikura Village. At the Japanese position, Eiichi Nakagawa sat in the middle of the tent and pondered. Four Japanese officers, Japanese translator Song Huaili, and detective team leader Qian Wanlin stood on either side of Nakagawa Eiichi. After blinking his gloomy and fierce eyes a few times, his eyes suddenly softened a little, he looked at Song Huaili and Qian Wanlin, and said softly in proficient and pure Chinese:

"Mr. Song, Captain Qian, what will be the final outcome of the Great East Asia Holy War?"

Qian Wanlin took a step forward, bowed his head and waist, smiled all over his face, bowed his knees, and said flatteringly and humbly: "Taijun, it must be the victory of the Great Japanese Empire and the final victory of the Imperial Army." ”

"Yes, yes, the Imperial Army wins, the Imperial Army wins." Song Huaili echoed.

Nakagawa Eichi smiled slightly, and then asked, "Do you think that the Japanese Empire and the Imperial Army can eventually occupy and conquer all of China?" ”

Song and Qian immediately replied: "It must be possible, it must be possible." ”

Nakagawa looked at them disdainfully and said, "It is very difficult for the Great Japanese Empire and the Imperial Army to occupy and conquer all of China. If you don't tell the truth, you are disloyal to the Imperial Japanese Army! ”

Song and Qian said in unison in fear and panic: "The truth, it's the truth, we are loyal." We are absolutely loyal to the Imperial Army. ”

As if he hadn't heard their answer at all, Nakagawa Eichi stood up and walked out of the tent, his head held high, his hands clenched with his saber, and his expression fiercely looking at the village of Morikura in the distance. However, after a while, there was a worried look in his eyes.

Afternoon. The village of Morikura is busy. There were people hidden in the fortifications, on high alert, always ready to fight. Someone is making preparations for a breakout transfer.

In the ancestral hall, the Eighth Route Army Supplementary Regiment is holding an emergency military meeting of the county party committee and commanders at and above the company level to study and deploy a plan for breaking through and transferring the encirclement. Everyone expressed their own opinions, argued with each other, and denied each other, but never formed a practical and effective unified plan. Looking at the chaotic scene, Yu Genshan was anxious, sad and irritable, and shouted:

"Don't argue, don't argue! What's the use of making noise? The devil won't give us much time, hurry up and think of ideas. Where is Francis? ”

"Commander, he has been removed from his post by you, and he is temporarily working in the health team, and he is waiting to be reviewed by the organization. How? You forgot? The commissar replied.

"Alas!" Yu Genshan sighed heavily with great regret, his face full of frustration. Everyone was speechless, helpless, and in a heavy mood.

The political commissar stood up and looked at his comrades-in-arms, with a solemn expression, and said in a firm tone:

"Comrades, the devils who are several times larger than our army and are well-armed have surrounded us in the village of Shengcang, and we are about to face an even more brutal battle......"

"Report!" The correspondent walked into the ancestral hall and walked in front of Yu Genshan: "Commander, your letter." ”

Yu Genshan took the letter suspiciously and asked, "Who sent it?" When was it delivered? ”

"A forty-year-old aunt just sent it." The correspondent replied.

After reading the letter, Yu Genshan's sad face disappeared and his face was happy. He commanded in a loud voice:

"Correspondent, hurry up and invite me in the aunt who delivered the letter."

"Yes!" The correspondent turned around and ran quickly out of the ancestral hall to find someone.

On the street outside the ancestral hall, soldiers of the Eighth Route Army and villagers hurried by from time to time.

Yu Genshan looked at his comrades-in-arms whose eyes were full of doubts and expectations, raised the letter in his hand and said: "Okay, whether what this letter says is true or false, we have to give it a try, maybe it's a sinister trap, maybe we can survive in a desperate situation." ”

Everyone was puzzled and discussed.

Under the grape trellis in the middle courtyard of the Ding family compound in Shengcang Village. Uncle Gen whispered:

"Young master, this time I can see it really well, it is the little young master of the Fang family, he really voted for the Eighth Route Army, we and our sons also chatted a few words, and when he was leaving, he also asked me to go to their Eighth Route Army's health team to find him, saying that there is something very important to tell me."

Ding Ruxuan frowned with a straight face, thought about it, and said to himself puzzled:

"How could this little sixth son, this Fang Jiren, appear at this time and in this place? Is he still the Eighth Route Army? Probably not, could it be that the person we're looking for is him? This is even more unlikely. This kid is confusing me. Uncle Gen, you take the time to go to him, listen to what important things he has to tell you, and you must find out his details. Hum! He's trying to mess around with me. ”

South of Morikura Village. Japanese positions. Nakagawa Eiichi looked at Song Huaili and Qian Wanlin with contempt, and said disdainfully: "You will not tell me the truth, and you will not be loyal to the imperial army. Although you are Chinese, you do not understand China at all, let alone our Great Japanese Empire. Japan and China, who will win this war in the end, I already know very well in my heart. ”

Song and Qian seemed to understand it, honestly frightened, and sweating.

Afternoon. In the living room of the main house in the middle courtyard of the Ding family's compound, the atmosphere was dull and solemn. Ding Ruxuan said solemnly to the seven men and five women standing neatly in front of him:

"The news that Uncle Gen and Changgui inquired about is too unfavorable and terrible for us, how can it be like this? Alas! I don't think the devils will withdraw for a while, and it is difficult for the Eighth Route Army to break through, so we are trapped here, what if we delay the performance in the county seat? Anyway, we're going to have to figure out how to get out of here, and the sooner we can. I estimate that this afternoon or evening, the Eighth Route Army will break through and retreat into the mountains. In this way, Uncle Lao Gen and Changgui stayed with me and Uncle San. Dabao, Shishi, and Qiuyun, the three of you have been mixed into the crowd of ordinary people and have been following the Eighth Route Army, you will follow wherever they go, especially follow the regimental headquarters, and you will follow wherever the regimental headquarters goes. On this way, you have to cooperate with each other's cameras, find out all about them when you get to the mountains, and then immediately return to the county seat of Lin'an County. The rest of the people scattered and blended into the crowd, and after rushing out with them, they all quietly sneaked back to the county seat to wait for us. No matter when, as soon as the fight starts, you can leave here and move, have you heard the tasks assigned to you clearly? ”

In the ancestral hall, everyone gathered around Yu Genshan and asked, "Commander, what is it said in this letter?" ”

The correspondent returned to the ancestral hall and reported: "Commander, I can't find the aunt who came to deliver the letter." ”

The chief of staff stretched out his hand to receive the letter handed by Tai Genshan, and read it as he read it:

"Commander Yu, you should put the devils into the village and then fight, you must make full use of the houses, streets and tunnels to destroy the enemy, do not fight hard with the devils, try to minimize your own casualties, you must hold out until dark, and then lead the county party committee and county government organs and the masses and the wounded to move out of the village and retreat west into the mountains. The stove in the backyard of the ancestral hall is a hidden tunnel that leads to a flood channel six miles southwest of the village. There is a land temple not far northwest of the ancestral hall, and there is also a tunnel under the shrine, which leads directly to the Wanjiaquaner cemetery seven miles northwest of the village. I wish you all success in your breakthrough. Your comrades-in-arms. ”

Everyone was surprised and a little skeptical when they heard this, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

"Comrades, do you think this letter is credible?" Yu Genshan asked.

The chief of staff said resolutely: "Regiment commander, whether it is true or not, we should give it a try." ”

"yes, yes, you should give it a try." Everyone nodded in agreement.

Yu Genshan ordered: "Chief of Staff, you immediately go to arrange and deploy, you must readjust the battle plan and breakthrough plan, and now immediately send two reconnaissance squads to these two tunnels to reconnoitre, find out the situation, and keep it strictly secret before evacuating." Political commissar, you are specifically responsible for organizing and commanding, and the comrades of the county party committee assisted the regimental medical team in arranging the masses and the wounded, dividing them into two parts, moving and moving closer to the ancestral hall and the land temple respectively, and being ready to enter the tunnel and evacuate at any time. If you don't have any opinions, let's take action. ”

"Yes, yes." The crowd stood up and saluted, and hurried out of the ancestral hall.