(Recommended reading: The war between the Xuzhou battlefield and the Tianjin battlefield is slowly subsiding, and it seems that it has entered a short-term stalemate again.

But everyone knows that both sides are just taking advantage of this short period of tranquility to accumulate strength, waiting for the arrival of the next war, and fighting bloody again.

Neither side knows when such days will end, and as long as the ambition of the aggressor does not die, then this battle must continue to be fought until one side falls, until exhaustion can no longer be fought!

After the attack on the port of Tanggu, all the eyes of the Japanese army were focused on the warships, and later on the independent regiment of the Sichuan Army, which was rushing left and right on the plain and trying to escape, wanting to pinch them to death in the encirclement like fleas.

It wasn't until the two forces led by Wang Mazhuan, Yang Zongman, and Xu Yun jumped out of the encirclement and disappeared like mud cows entering the sea, that the Japanese army found that the reason why these two troops were able to advance quickly was because they had always been lightly armed and carried basic combat materials.

It was only then that the Japanese army remembered the question of where so many materials looted by the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment on the dock went, but by the time they realized it, the dozens of small boats had already disappeared as if they had evaporated from the world!

Dusk, Trojan County.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill ......"

"Rush, cover the left and right flanks, shoot ......"

The roars, the roars, the constant sound of gunfire, from the gaps in the terraced fields that were cultivated everywhere, from the squares of Trojan Horse County, from the direction of the irrigation stations being built, the men, women, children, and half-grown children holding guns and carrying grenades made of wood, and the roars of wounded trapped beasts suddenly erupted everywhere, all of which made the land under the slanting sun a little more killing.

"Run, run faster, Miss said, get the first place in the militia team, eat meat at night, Miss wrap up......"

Xiao Cui ran on the ridge with her skirt, her little face flushed, and there was no difference between her killing enemy who was really charging into battle, not far from his side, a large group of militiamen who played devils with strips of cloth tied to their heads and a large group of militiamen who played the soldiers of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment collided fiercely, and the wooden sticks dipped in white ash as bayonets collided fiercely, assassinating, shouting in pain and falling to the ground.

A militiaman rushed up the hill, kicked the small flag planted on the ground to the ground, and then screamed: "Win, win, win, we win......"

"We've got meat to eat in the evening, hahaha......" the militiamen laughed.

"Lost again......"

"It's very bad, it's all your fault, it's slow to run, and I'm afraid of hurt......"

The loser who played the devil soldier screamed angrily, scolding everywhere, someone fell to the ground and rubbed the wounds on his body and shouted pain, one by one's faces were full of frustration, not only did he not eat meat when he lost, but he had to continue to play the devil next time, when he thought of this, everyone was very angry.

A large group of freshly baked instructors, as well as the words and deeds of refugees who have seen the murderous ghosts, make everyone in Trojan Horse County grit their teeth with hatred for the little devils, even if they pretend to be devils for training, they are regarded as shameful, and now they are all beyond the excitement of eating meat.

"No, you didn't win!"

A faint voice sounded, but it was Lin Shiwen who walked over, followed by Luo Youcai, the commander of the engineer battalion, and Shi Mingyu, the commander of the militia company.

"Miss Lin, we obviously won—you see the flag is in my hand!"

The militia who had just rushed up the mountain was not convinced, and the militiamen of his squad also screamed that they had won.

"Just now three bayonets stabbed you, this one is even more fatal, you are all dead, it is impossible to go up to capture the flag!"

Lin Shiwen said, pointing to the clothes on his body, there were several white ashes on them, especially the white ash on his chest was particularly eye-catching-if he was really stabbed by a bayonet, then he must have a transparent hole in his chest now!

"We are members of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment, and we are not only slightly injured but also seriously injured - we can grit our teeth and hold on to ......"

Seeing this indisputable fact, the militia and the militia of his group were full of unwilling quibbles, but there was no doubt that it was useless, and after receiving a few big kicks from the militia company commander, they had to accept the fact of defeat.

"Hahaha, tomorrow you play the devil, we have meat to eat tonight......"

The militiamen who played the role of devil soldiers suddenly became elated, laughed and ran in the direction of the county seat, and the mood was very good.

"Haha, miss, let's not go back to Anyuan, okay, it's so fun here!"

Xiao Cui still said that the militia training in the morning and evening here made her feel like she had found the most fun thing, and she was happy every day as if she was celebrating the New Year.

"It's not playing!"

Luo Youcai's face sank when he heard this: "This is training, once the real devils come, these militiamen, but they all have to fight with the little devils with knives and guns, and when the time comes, the white spots that appear on the body will no longer be white spots, but real wounds and blood holes - at that time, will you still think it's fun?" ”

With murderous eyes, Xiaocui's frightened face turned pale, and Lin Shiwen smiled dryly: "Xiaocui, she is the wrong age, Battalion Commander Luo, don't be surprised......"

"In the eyes of the devils, there are no adults and children, under their butcher's knives, there are only the living and the dead!" Luo Youcai snorted coldly.

Lin Shiwen was embarrassed and didn't speak, she knew that Xiaocui's words violated the taboo of Trojan County, every training exercise was simulated according to a real battle, and almost everyone was injured in training every day - the militia were not playing, they were really desperate.

"Okay, Camp Commander Luo, Xiaocui is a girl after all, your tone is too heavy!" △≧△≧

Su Yan said: "It's getting dark, let's go to the irrigation station to see how the installation is going on by Engineer Pan......

Luo Youcai and the others stopped talking, and walked to the first floor of the irrigation station hidden in the mountain col, digging a big hole in the mountain and then reinforcing it with concrete.

"Let's see if you dare to talk nonsense in the future!" Lin Shiwen glared at Xiao Cui and said in a low voice.

Xiao Cui stuck out her tongue, and her small mouth could hang several oil bottles, and she said that the fierce voice was fierce, and the poor countryside here was surrounded by the defense area of the Eighth Route Army, and it was strange that the little devil could hit this side!

"How is this pretended? How many times have I told you? You must wear it backwards, otherwise once it starts, it will damage the life of the pump and the engine, don't you understand? ”

As soon as he approached the cave, there was a rebuke from Pan Haodi and the apologies of several young people who would later be in charge of the operation of the generator irrigation station.

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but laugh, the current engineer Pan Haodipan's temper is getting bigger and bigger, but it also shows more and more that he really wants to leave his traces in this Trojan Horse County, and he has really begun to regard this place as his home.

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