Gaocheng Village in the bell is a small village surrounded by mountains and rivers. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The surname Gao is the big surname in the village, and although there are only 100 households in the village, they are basically related to each other.

When they arrived in Gaocheng Village, Jiang Shan and Liang Jianbin understood how unique Zhong Sheng's vision was! Although the area of Gaocheng Village is not large, its geographical location is very superior. In front of the village is a small river with a turbulent flow, during the dry season, the river surface is three or five zhang wide, but once it is the rainy season, when the flash flood occurs, the water potential can be described as a stormy lang, one hundred and ten pounds of stones thrown into the torrent, it will be washed away without a trace in an instant, it is simply a unique natural barrier in front of Gaocheng Village.

Behind the village, there are endless mountains, towering and inaccessible, and it is easy to hide thousands of people in this mountain. If the Falcon team retreats into the mountains in an unfavorable situation, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack if the Japanese want to catch them.

When the Falcon team entered Takajo Village, it was on a dark and windy night. Jiang Shan wanted to take advantage of the night to enter the village, and directly discussed the matter of stationing with the respected elders in the village, not wanting to alarm too many people, who had ever wanted to enter the village, and was discovered by the villagers.

It's not that they are careless, it's that the villagers are too careful. It was not a peaceful year, first the bandits of Xiangma, and then the Japanese, and sometimes the Central Army had to come to raid them, and the people were about to be forced to have no way to live. As a last resort, I can only set up a village protection team to protect myself.

Gaocheng Village can now be said to be on the cusp of the wind, so the vigilance on weekdays is a little deeper. As soon as they entered the village, the two big yellow dogs at the entrance of the village smelled the smell of these strangers and began to bark loyally and dutifully. Immediately afterwards, on the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, two sturdy peasant men jumped down, and the red tassel guns in their hands flashed in the night. The two of them stared at Jiang Shan and the others with full vigilance, and one of the tall men asked sharply, "Who are you?" What are you doing in Gaocheng Village? ”

Jiang Shan and Liang Jianbin were in a cold sweat, this latent post was arranged professionally enough, and it was on par with his own professionals. He touched the back of his head awkwardly, and then showed a kind smile: "Fellow, don't get me wrong, we are the Eighth Route Army." I came to the village to find your elders, and I want to discuss something. ”

"I can't come during the day, but I want to come in in the middle of the night? I don't think you're any kind eyes! Dacheng, I'm here to guard, you go and ring the bell to report the news, so that the old and young masters in the village are all vigilant and bring the guys over! The tall man looked like he was in charge, and said to his companion.

"Okay, Brother Tiezi, be careful!" The young man answered, turned and ran away. In a short time, a melodious bell pierced the dark night sky.

As soon as the bell rang, Gaocheng Village, which was quiet just now, suddenly boiled. Every household in the village has prepared a guard for the house, and at this time, the young and middle-aged students heard the alarm, and they all picked up the guy and ran towards the entrance of the village, and the blazing torches lit up the night sky, followed by a burst of rapid dog barking.

Jiang Shan sighed helplessly, it seemed that it was impossible to quietly enter the village. I hope that this toss for a while, don't attract the attention of people with intentions, and spread to the ears of devils. In that case, I'm afraid that before I can gain a firm foothold here, I will be chased around the mountains like rabbits again.

After a while, Jiang Shan and the Falcon team were surrounded by the villagers in three layers and three layers outside. These uninvited guests in Jiangshan are fully armed, and they all seem to be powerful men, and the villagers don't know their details for a while, but they don't act rashly.

"Everyone, Gao Rong, the head of the old Gaocheng Village, I don't know which mountain the heroes occupy, which way of worshipping the immortals?" The first old man took it first, and asked loudly.

These people who co-authored themselves are regarded as the king of the mountain and the king of the mountain. He smiled bitterly in his heart, and then with a kind smile on his face, he said to the villagers kindly: "Don't be afraid, we are the 18th Route Army of the National Revolutionary Army, the Chinese army, fighting devils!" ”

As soon as his words came out, there was a "buzz" below, and the villagers began to talk about it.

"The national army? They are the ranks of the national army? ”

"What kind of national army, isn't it 'scraping the people's party'! These bunnies are worse than the Japanese! ”

"Village Chief! Don't believe their nonsense! These people don't have a good heart! ”

Jiang Shan was a little confused when he heard it, this situation is not right. In his imagination, when the villagers heard about the Chinese army, even if they didn't welcome them, they should at least be elated, right? But looking at this posture, I almost came up and fought hard.

His heart was a little blocked. I and my brothers are holding their heads in front of you, fighting to the death with devils, what is the picture? Isn't it just to let these ordinary people not be harmed by devils? But now, instead of being grateful, these people who are protected by themselves have to fight with themselves. This made him very incomprehensible.

He pulled Jiangshan behind him and shouted loudly to the villagers: "Folks, be quiet, listen to me, we are the National Revolutionary Army, not the 'Scraping the People's Party', we are the team of the Eighth Route Army, that is, the former Workers' and Peasants' Red Army, which specializes in helping our poor people!" ”

After listening to the words of the bell, the scene suddenly fell silent, and a middle-aged woman holding a child asked tentatively: "Are you the Red Army?" Why don't I look like it? I remember that above the head of the Red Army, there was a red star. ”

Liang Jianbin took out a bright red five-pointed star cockade from his pocket, put it in the palm of his hand, and said to the woman: "Sister-in-law, is this what you are talking about?" ”

By the light of the fire, the woman looked at it carefully. She first looked at it carefully, and then as if she didn't believe her eyes, she stretched out her hand and carefully stroked the bright red five stars, and in the end, she simply stretched out her hand tremblingly, gently caressing Liang Jianbin knife-like face, and her eyes were slowly filled with tears......

"Uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters, that's right, it's the Red Army, it's the Bodhisattva soldiers who are back from the suffering!" He turned around and shouted at the crowd.

"The Red Army? Is it really the Red Army? That's great! But I hope they are coming! ”

"The Red Army is coming, now it's good! Look at those little devils and second devils, dare to bully us! ”

"Great! The Red Army is coming, and our savior is here again! ”

After a short silence, a more heated discussion broke out in the crowd, and several elderly people came up to take Zhong Sheng and Liang Jianbin by the hand, and were speechless for a long time. An old lady wiped the tears from her face with her sleeve, and her lips moved for a long time before she cried and said, "Son, why did you come back!" You have been gone for several years, and we, the common people, let the scraper the People's Party and the little devils suffer miserably! ”

Liang Jianbin and Zhong Sheng hurriedly comforted the fellow countrymen, but Jiang Shan, together with the other soldiers, watched in a daze. In their hearts, apart from being confused by the completely different performances of the villagers, the rest was shocked. It is said that the Red Army, the Eighth Route Army and the common people mingled together, engaged in mass work to stand alone in the world, and now it seems that it really deserves its name!