Pu Yuanzhong looked at the crooked appearance of the recruits, and his eyes suddenly lit up - when these guys saw it, it was a standard soft persimmon!

Don't look at the organization shouting every day to maintain a tenacious fighting style, or not afraid of hardship or death, but people, after all, there is only one life, if it is possible, who likes to fight the kind of desperate battle that fills with human lives? Who doesn't like to pinch soft persimmons?

Even his own people who scream every day like to pinch soft persimmons, and he thinks that Japanese devils and puppet soldiers have no reason not to pinch soft persimmons!

Hao Xianglie also understood Peng Xin's thoughts, he admitted that using a bunch of soft persimmons to lure the snake out of the hole was definitely easier than a group of people to attack the tower, but he was still extremely embarrassed and said: "The method is a good way, but if it is done like this, if it is spread, I am afraid that it will have a very bad impact on the reputation of the organization - our organization does not have the tradition of fighting wars and letting recruits be bait......

Peng Xinpu Yuanzhong Qi left Hao Xianglie with a contemptuous expression, and then began to discuss some details with an excited face - of course they knew that Hao Xianglie was telling the truth, and they also knew that the organization would never allow such a thing to happen, but it was also a matter of urgency, and there was no way to do it.

Besides, how can recruits grow the fastest?

Not in training, but on the battlefield, as long as there are a few bloody battles, no matter how stupid the recruits are, they will grow up quickly - because if they don't grow, it means that they may become the first wave of people to die!

Therefore, in Peng Xinpuyuan's view, the starting point of the organization is good, but when it comes to the actual situation, there are still too many things that need to be improved.

They are all veterans who have survived a hundred battles, and they know too well how beautiful their ideals are, and how cruel their reality is often.

On the other side, it took a lot of effort for Song Kunshan and others to cross the long border, come to a small county town outside Rehe, and stand in front of an inn.

"Brother Kun, this is it, right?"

Several subordinates asked, looking involuntarily nervous, after all, who could not be nervous when they thought that they were about to connect with those legendary underground parties?

"Afraid of what? Something that doesn't make a difference! ”

Song Kunshan said angrily, but looking at the inn, he didn't dare to move his feet in it for a long time, and he was panicked.

However, the innkeeper who was not good-looking noticed a few people, came out and whispered to each other, and then smiled: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, come in quickly-surnamed Huang, Huang Songtao, you can call me Huang Shopkeeper!" ”

Immediately after entering the backyard of the inn, a man came over to beckon a few people to eat, and the rest of the people immediately opened the wooden box, subcontracted the guns and medicines in it into various items, and then loaded them into several ox carts that had been prepared for a long time.

"These guys, they're all revolutionaries?"

Looking at those busy little two, the fat and fat yellow shopkeeper with a shy belly, a group of men looked incredible, they really couldn't imagine that these guys who tie their heads to the waistband of their pants all day long are such a group of people - these guys are no different from the people they meet every day in the provincial capital.

"What's this-our lord is a revolutionary, don't we see it!"

Song Kunshan felt that now that Yang Yi was not here, he was a good head, and he should show a little different, so he had a look of contempt on his face that you country dogs had never been on the street.

Everyone pouted in unison, and said in their hearts that our master is not an ordinary person at first glance, where can this group of guys compare?

But they didn't know that before Yang Yi met Yang Quanlin, anyone who saw him thought that he was just a passerby, and no one thought he was anything different.

"That's it!"

The shopkeeper went downstairs, changed his clothes, and added his white and chubby figure, he couldn't see the appearance of half a revolutionary party, and he looked like a small rich man with a family property, he said: "You're all full, right?" We have to hurry on the road when we are full, it is still a long way to Baishan, and these things are also in a hurry, so we must send them over as soon as possible......"

"You're going too?"

Song Kunshan and the others looked at the appearance of the shopkeeper Huang, they didn't see that this guy looked like a revolutionary party before, but they were sure that this guy was definitely not a person who could travel long distances, and they were sure that they would not be wrong.

"I've been waiting for five or six years for our troops to start developing here, even if I'm tired all the way, I want to take a look!"

The shopkeeper Huang sighed lightly, and his expression was like a potter who had worked hard to finally succeed in firing porcelain, waiting for the kiln to open and see the finished product for the first time.

Song Kunshan and the others obviously don't understand what kind of mood these guys who tie their lives to their belts are in now, they just want to send things to the ground as soon as possible to join Yang Yi, and then return to the provincial capital safely, if they can, they also want to discuss with Yang Yi, can they not bring themselves to this kind of head-killing thing that will kill their heads when they interact with the revolutionary party in the future?

It's okay to eat and drink well and be an uncle, but what does it have to do with others being grandchildren?

Their thoughts are the same as Yang Yi's, but in this torrent, often everyone can't help themselves!

A group of people hit the road.

On another road, Ma Feitian Wantao and others were also heading in the direction of Baishan.

However, their first destination was not in Baishan, but in a big city on the top of Baishan, and Lu Kuohai's nest was on the edge of that city.

Originally, Yang Yi's plan was to let Shi Wanzhong take him to see Lu Kuohai, and then go straight in, take Lu Kuohai directly, force Lu Kuohai to hand over all kinds of materials he needs such as tobacco and soil, and then leave.

The plan is very simple and crude, but there are undoubtedly times when such a simple and crude plan can be very useful.

Now that Shi Wanzhong is dead, this plan will naturally come to naught, after all, there is no one to recommend him, and it is not easy to meet Lu Kuohai directly!

Helping the Japanese sell tobacco soil, using tobacco soil and making friends with powerful people, the current Lu Kuohai is a famous sea master, the villa on the edge of the city is as luxurious as a palace, and there are more than 100 people in the home alone, not to mention his phone call, the Japanese puppet army in the city will pour out the influence.

Such a big man, but a cat and a dog can see it casually?

Therefore, along the way, Wan Tao and Ma Feitian and several other underground parties scratched their ears and cheeks, but they didn't even think of a way to meet Lu Kuohai, let alone how to hold Lu Kuohai hostage and force him to comply.

"If only the master was here, he must have a way!"

Wan Tao sighed, he found that he suddenly missed Yang Yi a little, when he was by Yang Yi's side, he found that he was not afraid of anything, and now, his heart was empty.