The reason why Yue Siliang screamed in front was because he saw the figure of "Zhang Yi" in the ranks of the Japanese army. However, at that time, Yue Siliang subconsciously thought that he should have seen it wrong, but when "Zhang Yi" turned his head to look at them, Yue Siliang could finally be sure that the person sitting on the three-wheeled motorcycle at this time was "Zhang Yi"!

"This guy is Japanese?!"

Thinking so in his heart, Yue Siliang did not rush to conclusions. Instead, he gently tugged at the sleeve of the man standing in front of him.

"What are you doing in this offspring?"

The person who was pulled by Yue Siliang's sleeve was an old man, and the other party was looking at the Japanese army with an angry face at this time.

"Excuse me, uncle, I'm sorry to ask you something."

is the so-called stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, Yue Siliang has done enough courtesy, and the old man has no blame, and strokes the long hair flowing on his chest with satisfaction.

"You can talk in the next life, ask, but I may not be able to answer you, old man."

Yue Siliang smiled and saluted, turned around and invited the old man to the back.

"Old man, who was the officer on the motorcycle in the Japanese army just now?"

"Hey, you look pretty smart as a young student. Of course, the one on the motorcycle was Japanese. ”

The old man sneered and said mockingly at Yue Siliang.

"Hey, I didn't make it clear. I'm talking about the one next to the big officer of the Japanese army, who doesn't look like a Japanese, and he doesn't have a Japanese beard. ”

Only then did the old man understand who Yue Siliang was asking.

"Oh, that's him. That's a little bastard who forgets his ancestors, a Japanese translator, Che Wanji, a traitor. ”

"Che Wanji!"

Yue Siliang's heart chuckled, he didn't hear the name Che Wanji many times, compared with Fan Jianwen, who had been making trouble during this time, Che Wanji was indeed much more low-key. It's just that he didn't expect that the young master of the Che family, a big local family, would suddenly pretend to be someone from the Zhang family and appear in front of him in that face.

"It turns out that he is Che Wanji, and he is not from the Zhang family."

Yue Siliang muttered to himself, and when the old man heard him say this, his hand stroking his beard was stunned, and he pointed at Yue Siliang and said.

"Huh! You're right, but you're not right. ”

The old man's words made Yue Siliang startled at the time, and he realized that things might be more complicated than he imagined. Hurriedly helped the old man with his hands, and squeezed out from behind the crowd with an iron pillar, and at this time the Japanese army had already walked in front of them. Order gradually returned to the streets.

He invited the old man to a tavern and scalded a pot of wine.

"To tell you the truth, I'm very interested in what you keep saying, and I ask my husband to teach me. Could it be that Che Wanji can still be said to be a member of the Zhang family? Are they cousins? ”

When he asked this, he also had doubts in his heart, if the Zhang family and the Che family had this relationship, they would not have missed it when collecting intelligence.

Yue Siliang's full courtesy made the old man very satisfied, and he smiled and took a sip of wine before speaking again.

"You are really sensible in this later life, you really ask the right person about this matter, if you ask others, there are really few people in Man Lingqiu who can tell you about this matter. On this street, I can explain it with my nonsense. ”

As soon as the old man said this, Yue Siliang understood what the old man was doing, and it turned out to be Mr. Divination who walked the rivers and lakes to order gold plates.

"Please also ask the old gentleman to teach me."

"Well, this Lingqiu, someone said this more than ten years ago, and now the old people of that generation are almost dead, and no one mentions this old saying. Once upon a time, there was such a saying: 'The surname Zhang is surnamed Che, which is a nest'. ”

"Are you saying that this surname Zhang and the surname Che are the same family?"

"Yes, if you want to talk about this, you have to start from the fourth year of Xuantong......"

As soon as the old man said this era name, Yue Siliang realized that things were not simple.

"In the fourth year of Xuantong, the Qing Dynasty changed the sky. There is no emperor in the world, and the hardcore crops have fallen, and many people in the flag have changed their surnames. ”

When Hu Tiezui said this, Yue Siliang realized something at that time.

"Uncle, do you mean that this Zhang family and the Che family ......?"

"That's right, these two families were one family when they were in the flag, but they were later divided into two shares and became two surnames. That's why it is said that 'the surname Zhang is surnamed Che, and it is a nest'. ”

Yue Siliang stood up with a sigh, he had all figured it out now.

What is cooperating with the Zhang family, this is a scam from beginning to end. Fan Jianwen's forcible requisition of grain after taking office, the retaliatory invasion of Caijiayu by the Japanese army, the robbery of the security regiment in the base area, the price hike of Heng Kee, and the active contact with the Zhang family...... This series of layouts is just to lead the 424th regiment into a trap! And Cha Wanji himself is at the heart of this plan!

"Not good! White Cliff Terrace! ”

After Yue Siliang figured all this out, the final foothold of this plan instantly jumped out of his mind. No wonder the Japanese army will mobilize the soldiers with great fanfare today, because today is the day when they trade grain with the Zhang family! The target of the Japanese army is the garrison of the first battalion - Baiyatai!

Thinking of this, Yue Siliang felt cold all over his body, and at the same time he felt a little happy in his heart, fortunately, that day he subconsciously decided to set the trading location at Baiyatai, instead of Wuguliang, where the regiment headquarters was located. The regimental headquarters was not directly exposed, but at the same time it was conceivable that the first battalion would definitely be hit by a strong blow from the enemy.

"Thank you for your advice, the younger generation still has important things to do, so I can't accompany you!"

Yue Siliang slapped the table, got up suddenly, and left the small restaurant with a few of his men like a gust of wind.

Hu Tiezui sat firmly in his seat and did not move, he has seen a lot of people in the rivers and lakes for many years, and he doesn't care what Yue Siliang and the others are doing. His eyes swept over a few pieces of silver that Yue Siliang slapped on the corner of the table, and Hu Tiezui tasted the wine with satisfaction.

"This gentleman is really a person who understands the rules, and he has suffered in the future, so my old man will not be disliked."

……

White Cliff Terrace, the first battalion station.

Early this morning, Di Hanming came here in person, originally Wang Shuangyin was responsible for this kind of logistics matter, but it involved coordination with local big households, so Di Hanming took over first.

The Zhang family gave a clear reply, the province has many long nights and dreams, and this thousand stones of grain will be transported over at one time. For this batch of grain, Bai Lin can be said to attach great importance to it, and specially sent a company of people to pick up and escort this batch of grain. Of course, this can be regarded as a kind of disguised vigilance, dozens of big cars, if the people escorting the loading and unloading are all people sent by the Zhang family, there are more than two or three hundred people, let so many people enter his garrison area, Bai Lin is not at ease.

At five o'clock in the morning, before the sun came out, Sanlian had already gone down the mountain and came to Zhang's house.

As soon as I entered the Zhang family's big house, I found that the Zhang family had also started to prepare early, and on this day, I wanted to transport a thousand stones of grain to Baiyatai, which was by no means a small amount, and the Zhang family had prepared forty or fifty carts. Not to mention anything else, these big cars are not something that ordinary people can easily scrape together, in fact, the Zhang family themselves are also scraping together.

When they arrived at Zhang's house at five o'clock in a row, half of the grain in Zhang's fifty carriages had already been loaded, and it was conceivable that they had already begun to load the carts in the middle of the night.

At seven o'clock in the morning, after two hours, the other half of the grain had finally been loaded into the wagon, and tied up with thick hemp rope. In the end, the horses were fed enough forage, and the coachmen raised the big whip in their hands, and shook out a string of loud whip flowers, and the carriage lined up in a long line walked out of Zhangjiazhuang, and walked towards the station of the first battalion of the 424th Regiment in the deep mountains of Baiyatai.

In order to escort this team of food, Bai Lin sent three companies of 150 people, and a carriage on the Zhang family's side also arranged two people, all of which added up to a full 100 people. In this way, a total of 250 people, fifty carriages and 1,000 stone of grain rushed to Baiyatai.

Along the way, because they had to be on guard at all times, the soldiers of the Third Company rarely communicated with the villagers who were driving the car. And the villagers who drove the car also seemed to be looking at such a big formation, a little timid, and never took the initiative to talk to the soldiers of the third company. After marching in the col for nearly two hours, the grain team finally arrived at Baiyatai.

Di Hanming and Bai Lin in the battalion headquarters were already about to go crazy, and just after they drank the third pot of water, a shocking cheer suddenly came from their mouths.

"It's done!"

The two stood up at that time, and they could see the surprise in each other's eyes.

Di Hanming and Bai Lin walked out of the headquarters one after the other, looking at the grain being brought in one by one, the two of them were excited as if they were going crazy. Ran to the middle of the convoy, touched the car, looked at the car, and cut a few sacks with a bayonet, looking at the grain flowing inside, Di Hanming laughed excitedly.

"With that, we'll have a better time for the rest of the day! Unload it into the storeroom! ”

The two of them watched the grain team pass in front of their eyes with a smile, and Di Hanming was a little bit of a little nervous, but he didn't know why, he looked at a few drivers in the team and always felt that their eyebrows were a little awkward, but today was generally happy, so Di Hanming also suppressed this awkwardness.

In the warehouse of the first battalion, the soldiers, the coachmen and Liba sent by the Zhang family were in full swing unloading grain from the car. I don't know where to find the Liba sent by the Zhang family, but when I work, I work very hard, and my physique is also strong, and when I am working, I also shout "Hey~~Hey~~" together.

Just as the grain was about to be unloaded, everyone in the warehouse heard a series of earth-shattering noises! It's a cannon!

All the fighters subconsciously thought that it was the Japanese attacking! Just as they were about to put down the food in their hands and prepare to go out to meet the enemy, the honest Liba who were shouting the trumpet beside them before suddenly changed their faces, and the hands of more than fifty Liba porters suddenly stretched out under the car board, and pulled out their bright swords!

"Dead, dead, dead!!"

……