After Xiao Siming came out of the field hospital, he went to check the preparations for the night march of the baggage team and the artillery team, and when he returned to his residence, he saw a merchant from the village, carrying a burden, shaking a rattle, and shouting "needle thread, brain flower upper, soap and alkali noodles and sesame candy." Hair can be exchanged for rags, and pollen puffs on the face. ”

From 10 a.m. to the present, Japanese planes have bombed and strafed the sky from time to time, and the children of various families have been locked in caves by adults and not allowed to come out. At this time, hearing the merchant's shouting, the children couldn't hold it anymore, and ran out to follow the merchant, shouting and shouting to see the excitement.

When was this time, and how could there be a merchant coming to the villages in this area to sell?

Xiao Siming's eyes lit up suddenly, and the corners of his mouth also had a hint of evil smile.

The merchant was shouting vigorously, and the gate of the courtyard of Leng Buding opened, and Feng Li, the chief of the independent battalion security section, led two soldiers out and stopped the merchant.

The merchant walked the streets and alleys all the year round, slippery and slippery, and when he saw Feng Li, he bowed and made waves, and kept shouting to the chief in his mouth.

Seeing that Feng Li stopped the merchant, Xiao Siming walked over quietly, gave Feng Li a look, and motioned for him to take the merchant to the courtyard where the camp lived.

After a while, Feng Li and the two soldiers escorted the merchant into the courtyard after Xiao Siming.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Xiao Siming turned his face and coldly ordered: "Tie him up!" ”

Chen Desheng, the guard platoon commander, Feng Li, the head of the security section, and the two soldiers who followed Xiao Siming pounced on him at once, pressed the merchant to the ground, and tied him into a dumpling with leggings in the merchant's shout of "misunderstanding, misunderstanding", and threw him at Xiao Siming's feet.

Xiao Siming bent down, took out his pistol, and flicked the muzzle of the gun on the merchant's head a few times, and then asked, "How much did the devil give you?" ”

The merchant was tied into zongzi, and he was still shouting injustice: "The chief spares his life!" I'm a serious little businessman, and I rely on pounding needles and threads to exchange pocket money, wronged! ”

When Xiao Siming heard this, he became impatient, straightened up, and said to Feng Li: "Drag him to the entrance of the village, stone him to death, and feed the wild dogs!" ”

When did Xiao Siming say such arbitrary and vicious words?

Feng Li glanced at Xiao Siming's face in surprise, and saw that he couldn't see anything at all, so he boldly said, "Interrogate it again, don't be mistaken!" ”

Xiao Siming said lightly: "Today, every day and every day in this area, how many people's houses have been blown up, people have been killed by devils' bombs and machine guns, and other merchants are not in a hurry to hide, this guy is still in the mood to sell, he knows that he is a traitor without trial, and he has come to find out about our situation for the devil!" Don't be verbose, drag it out, and just stone it to feed the dogs! ”

Feng Li didn't talk nonsense anymore, and dragged the merchant with the two soldiers and walked towards the courtyard gate.

The merchant was still screaming about wrongdoing, and his voice was loud.

After about 5 minutes, Feng Li and the two soldiers dragged the merchant back again, and threw the merchant at Xiao Siming's feet again, reporting that this guy had recruited, and the little devil gave him 10 yuan, saying that he would give him another 10 yuan after discovering the Eighth Route Army!

Xiao Siming still said coldly to Feng Li: "Drag it down and interrogate it in detail, find out how many people they came, where they are, and how to contact them!" Tell me honestly and spare his life! Dare to be dishonest and directly stone to death to feed wild dogs! If China lacks everything, there will be no shortage of traitors! Smash one less one! ”

Feng Li dragged the merchant away, just like dragging a dead dog!

This is still the early stage of the Anti-Japanese War, the people's enthusiasm for the Anti-Japanese War is high, and the little devils can easily buy some guys who only recognize money at a low price to spy on intelligence, if it comes to the Japanese army to blockade and sweep the base area, I don't know how many traitors there will be!

Thinking about the policy of encouraging citizens and merchants to return to the city with the bait of returning property implemented by the little devil in Taiyuan City, Xiao Siming felt that the historical knowledge of the Anti-Japanese War that he knew before his soul crossed was too superficial, and many things were covered with a veil, which seemed to be transparent and easy to mislead people!

Thinking about it, Xiao Siming was a little upset, feeling that this little devil was not simple, he could let the traitors touch the mulberry tree so quickly, and it seemed that he still beat them lightly!

I have to play the banner of the independent battalion, and I have to make the little devils afraid to retreat when they hear the name of the independent battalion of the 115th Division! Otherwise, if you are haunted like a ghost by traitor spies, you will suffer a big loss sooner or later!

Thinking of this, Xiao Siming took out his cigarette again, stood in the courtyard and smoked it.

When it was dark, Feng Li dragged the merchant to report again, saying that this guy had recruited all of them, but there was nothing valuable, he was just a merchant who went to the village and went to the house, and met more than a dozen devils in civilian clothes on the road outside the stronghold of Longguo Temple, and gave him 10 yuan, asking him to look for the Eighth Route Army that attacked Taiyuan Airport, saying that he would find it and give him another 10 yuan.

Xiao Siming asked him how he got here?

Feng Li said that this guy confessed, the devil found at least 20 people, there are merchants, porters, sheepherds, donkey carts, in short, people who are familiar with this area, each person chooses a road, gives 10 yuan, and asks them to go to each village to find the Eighth Route Army. Once you've found it, go back and report it to the little devil. This guy is familiar with Mulberry Flat, so he came here directly.

Xiao Siming asked them again where to find the little devil to report and receive the reward?

Feng Li said that according to this guy's confession, the devils lived in the Longguo Temple stronghold in plainclothes, and they would return to the Longguo Temple stronghold when they found it.

Xiao Siming shook his head, walked over, stretched out his hand and slapped the merchant's face twice, and said in a deep voice: "I know you haven't finished explaining, the little devil won't let you run so far back to report to the stronghold of Longguo Temple." In that case, we would have been gone a long time ago, and the little devils would still not be able to find us. Say, "Where will the devil answer you?" ”

The merchant had been cleaned up by Feng Li and the others, and after listening to Xiao Siming's words, he muttered: "Spare me, I'm just a merchant, I just want to earn pocket money." What I said is true! ”

Xiao Siming hehehehesneer!

Feng immediately stomped on the merchant's leg, and the pain made him howl like a pig!

Still howling, Feng Li stomped down again.

This time, the goods didn't dare to howl anymore!

Xiao Siming asked again: "Where is the devil answering you!" ”

The merchant said with difficulty: "In the mountain temple of Guagou, which is 7 miles away from Mulberry Ping!" ”

Xiao Siming asked: "Contact code?" ”

The merchant said that there were three cat meows, two long and one short!

Xiao Siming stopped being verbose and said to Feng Li: "You dealt with this guy!" I'm going to clean up the devil spies, and I can't let the devil spies slip away! Tell Zheng Xiuchuan that the troops will move on time as planned, and Chen Desheng and I will catch up later! ”

After speaking, Xiao Siming shouted to Chen Desheng, "Bring a gun!" ”

After returning to the army, there was no need to disguise the little devil, Chen Desheng restored the standard equipment of the platoon commander of the independent battalion, carrying a shell gun on his waist and a Jinzao submachine gun on his back. As for Xiao Siming's gun, it was the captured sniper rifle, which was hung on the wall of Xiao Siming's hometown.

When Chen Desheng came out with a gun, Xiao Siming took it and went out with Chen Desheng.

As for the merchant, Feng Li would naturally handle it properly, and he must have been buried alive! This is the general method of dealing with traitors by the anti-Japanese army and civilians in this era, and there is no need to waste a single bullet for a traitor!

If the independent battalion hadn't brought so many captured baggage materials, with Xiao Siming's temperament and the thinking of his soul traverser, he would not have buried this merchant alive, at most, he would have been locked up for a period of time, educated, and released. But now is a special time, the independent battalion has just attacked Taiyuan Airport, the little devil has suffered such a big loss, and the hungry wolf is looking for the independent battalion with blood-red eyes, once they are glued, the consequences are unimaginable! In this case, the fate of the traitor can be imagined.

It's not that Xiao Siming is ruthless, it's that guy shouldn't be a traitor!

The place where the merchant confessed to the Japanese spies was the Guagou Mountain Temple, Xiao Siming knew, was on the road from Sangshuping to the stronghold of Longguo Temple. The name is Guagou, which is actually on the mountain, but there is a village called Guagou in the ditch below. There is a mountain temple in the shade on the mountain, the size of three houses, lonely, all about to collapse, very dilapidated!

Chen Desheng became much bolder with Xiao Siming during this time, he didn't know how to write the word "afraid", and he didn't even bring two more people, and followed Xiao Siming away, and he didn't seem to put the little devil in his eyes anymore!

When Zheng Xiuchuan received Feng Li's report and ran out to dissuade Xiao Siming, Xiao Siming and Chen Desheng had already run out of the village and couldn't see their shadows!

Xiao Siming and Chen Desheng are both from red ghosts, and they are the iron feet that have walked the Long March Road, 7 miles away, and the two of them trotted all the way, and they arrived in half an hour.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and the mountain temple stood on the mountain beam, lonely, and it looked a little mysterious!

Xiao Siming and Chen Desheng climbed into a shallow ditch about 300 meters away from the mountain temple and observed.

About half an hour later, a black shadow appeared on the mountain road, wanted to walk to the mountain temple, about 50 meters away, the black shadow squatted down, covered his mouth with both hands: "aim", "aim", "aim", "aim" called out, the sound was really two long and one short.

After a while, two long and one short cat meows sounded in the mountain temple, and the black shadow walked directly into the mountain temple.

Xiao Siming and Chen Desheng crawled out of the trench, bent over, went around to the back of the mountain temple, and quietly touched it.

When I got to the base of the gable of the mountain temple, I could already hear the low voice inside.

Xiao Siming held his breath, listened intently for a while, and heard a local accent saying that he had not found the Eighth Route Army retreating from Taiyuan in Guagou Village, but he heard a little rumor. Someone saw a procession pass by the road in front of the mountain temple last night, and it was almost dawn at that time, and I could see that there were many people in this procession, and there were many horses, heading towards the mulberry tree in the east.

I listened to the Japanese "Yo Xi", and then I heard a broken Chinese voice, which should be the voice of a devil agent: "Your hard work!" Put away the golden ticket! Hurry up and eat and get to work! After eating, we all opened the way to the mulberry lawn, go and check carefully! ”

There is no need to listen to it anymore, Xiao Siming gestured to Chen Desheng, the two of them each took off a grenade, touched the front along the gable, and quietly hid in front of the main gate of the mountain temple, Xiao Siming opened his mouth "meow meow", came two long and one short three cat meows, someone in the house replied three cat meows, and then the main door opened.

Without waiting for the little devil who opened the door to ask, Xiao Siming's little melon grenade knocked lightly on the pistol and threw it in along the main entrance.

Almost at the same time, the grenade in Chen Desheng's hand was also thrown in.

"Boom" and "boom" sounded, and the mountain temple was suddenly filled with smoke.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Siming jumped to the steps of the main gate, his body flashed, and when he reached the side of the main entrance, the Wang Ba box in his hand "bang" fired! (To be continued.) )