The parting of the uninvited guest made the whole village calm a little, but the anger in Liao Changsheng's heart was endless, and Su Maosheng's guess was not conclusive, but Su Maosheng couldn't calm down for a long time, as if something was about to happen. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This anxious worry is not groundless, just because of the action of Li Zhi's fingers when he left, what is the hidden meaning?

Although Wu Ting didn't understand Li Zhi's nonsense, she understood the motive of this person to come to the village, the purpose was to persuade him to surrender and give up the throat of Cockscomb City, which may be a good thing for the village of Zoumaling, just like the first request from the superiors to evacuate, maybe more people can survive, if they surrender now, they will be infamous as traitors, which is even more difficult to accept than asking for their lives.

Go? Wu Ting took a look at the militiamen, the militiamen who had just recovered from their nervousness and sadness, talking and laughing, eating thick pancakes, and having a very good appetite, in Wu Ting's mind, it seemed that they had seen the eve of all the great wars throughout the ages, and the soldiers showed this kind of innocent and uncaring smile, as sweet as the morning dew before dawn.

Zhang Ersil and Jin Pengfei were fighting as always, just like between their companions when they were children, the black jackal also followed the two in circles, and there was no tension.

Only Liao Changsheng, the young man who was easy to get angry, grabbed the loess on the ground, squeezed it out hard, and after the loess leaked, he grabbed it again, and then missed it, over and over again, just like pinching the head of a devil.

At this time, Zhang Ersil and Jin Pengfei picked up the white cloth covering Gangzi's bones, ready to tug-of-war and compete, but they didn't want to be taken by the black jackal first, biting the white cloth and dragging around, with billowing dust.

Xie Chenggong ran over, this white cloth can be regarded as the only one that can commemorate his father, of course, you can't let the black jackal be so bad, pull the white cloth, the black jackal is not a docile character, an eleven-year-old boy and the dog king only see the power duel, there is basically no suspense, the black jackal and Xie Chenggong pull it away.

"Huh" The white cloth was hung on the stone slab, and the black jackal pulled it hard and tore open the white cloth, which surprised Zhang Er stupidly, there was a layer of white cloth less than a foot inside the white cloth that was sewn on it.

Zhang Ersil walked over, called back the black jackal, and picked up the small piece of white cloth.

Wait a minute!

There are words on it, although this discovery is weird, but Zhang Ersil doesn't know what is written? Just counted it briefly, a total of ten words, and hurriedly informed Liao Changsheng of this important discovery.

"Brother Changsheng, there are words here, look at it!" Ran over.

For things like words, Liao Changsheng is not good at them, let alone interested, and said perfunctorily, "Take it to Dad!" Lao Tzu doesn't know two big characters. ”

Zhang Ersil ran to Su Maosheng with a piece of cloth again, "Village chief, you see there are words on it, I don't know it!" Hey, hey, hey," said with a hearty smile.

"The cuckoo returns to the nest, and the blood stains the Wujiang River!" Su Maosheng's expression changed after reading it, could his guess be right, and then he saw the pen in the lower right corner, "Cuckoo!" ”

"Hurry up and call you Brother Changsheng and them over!"

After a while, Wu Ting, Liao Changsheng, Jin Pengfei and others gathered.

Su Maosheng said a shocking sentence, "Everyone tell us to go down, hurry up and clean up, we have to go, Changsheng, and prepare to blow up the Cockscomb City." ”

Liao Changsheng has never liked to listen to this kind of morale-hurting words, standing in place, motionless.

Wu Ting took the white cloth and read "The cuckoo returns to the nest, and the blood stains the Wujiang" thought for half a minute, and then said, "It seems that the devil is not in a hurry, this is to slaughter the village directly!" ”

"Slaughtering the village" sounds really scary, including these militiamen who have just fought with the Japanese devils, they can't help but feel a cold vest, the devils slaughter the village must not have a single grass, only with the twenty or so spears in the village to defend the city, it is simply an egg against a stone, and the egg is useless.

"Cuckoo!" Wu Ting then read the pen in the lower right corner, and suddenly looked up, "Cuckoo!" Could it be ,,,,," looked at Su Maosheng.

Su Maosheng nodded calmly.

"What is it?" Jin Pengfei asked curiously.

"It's a warrior who lives before dawn!" Full of reverence in her heart, Wu Ting clearly knows the importance of the identity of the person with the code name "Du Juan", and she must do a good job of keeping it secret.

"Village chief, when do you think the devil will come?" Wu Ting asked.

Su Maosheng's mind recalled the movement of Li Zhi's fingers when he left, and replied firmly, "The devil won't come!" ”

Liao Changsheng really doesn't understand, the more he talks, the more mysterious it becomes, he won't come, what to withdraw?

Su Maosheng's tone dropped slightly, and he said, "The devils want to bomb the village directly, they may feel that there is not much need to focus on dealing with the militia team with more than 20 guns, after all, their goal is Wujiang!" ”

"Bombing?" Liao Changsheng remembered the bomb dropped by the devil's plane again, if it was really this thing, it would raze the village to the ground in less than a moment and a half, and asked anxiously, "The plane is coming again?" ”

"It shouldn't be an airplane! If the plane is really used, the Japanese army will not wait until this time, and the bombing range of the plane is too wide, it is likely to be blown up together with the cockscomb city, the Japanese army is not so stupid, cut off the way forward" Su Maosheng thought about it and returned to the road.

"If you don't use an airplane, what do you use it?"

Wu Ting looked around at the surrounding terrain and said, "With artillery, it should be the Type 92 infantry gun commonly used by the Japanese army, this kind of cannon is powerful and accurate!" ”

Speaking of this thing, Liao Changsheng was a little familiar, it was the cannon that he and Zhang Ersil saw in the devil's ammunition depot that night, and couldn't help laughing, "Impossible, I and Er Silly blew up that thing that night!" ”

"Have you forgotten what Li Zhi, the traitor, said? It doesn't take half a day for the Japanese army to build several times more equipment than you blew up" Wu Ting didn't mean to spoil the fun, but this is an indisputable fact.

Liao Changsheng hesitated for a while, and then said, "That, that, that Lao Tzu will blow him up again!" ”

Wu Ting knows very well that since Li Zhineng came to the village today, it means that most of the devil's army is not far from here, at least now there are several more devils' camps, and the devil's troops are thousands, needless to mention weapons and equipment.

"There's only one way to buy more time for the villagers to evacuate!" Wu Ting said.

"What's the solution?" Liao Changsheng can't let Su Cuiliu's entrustment come to naught, and must ensure the safety of the villagers.

"I'm not sure, I can only take a gamble!"

"How to bet?"

Wu Ting's vision shifted to Zhang Ersil and asked, "Ersil, from the perspective of a sniper, what is the best place to snipe the villagers?" ”

Zhang Ersil looked around, tested the wind direction, looked at the position of the sun, and finally pointed to a small hill in the northeast direction, and said, "There!" The woods are dense, easy to hide, and the village is blowing the northeast wind all the year round, just along with the wind, the bullet power has not decreased, the most important thing is that the sun covers that piece very well, we will be very dazzling when we look at the village, and the location of the village, at a glance! ”

After listening to Zhang Ersil's analysis, Wu Ting nodded slightly, Su Maosheng understood Wu Ting's intentions, and encouraged him to say, "Do it boldly!" It's the only way to go. ”

Wu Ting's thinking was even firmer, and she carefully made a strategic deployment, and said, "Jinzi, you take a few militiamen to help the villagers clean up, evacuate quickly, find a safe place to hide first, Liao Changsheng, you and Zhang Ersil from now on bring food and a few militiamen to the location that Zhang Er Silly has just analyzed, staring at it every day and night, paying attention to hiding, once you find a devil, act at the opportunity!" Then he patted Liao Changsheng on the shoulder, "Hero, it's up to you!" ”

If Su Maosheng's analysis does not come out, Wu Ting's own guess is correct, the devil will definitely choose that place and bomb the village quietly, and then there will be no pressure from public opinion, although the devil never takes public opinion in his eyes.

Liao Changsheng learned from the regular army, raised his right hand and saluted, "Yes, sir", this kind of big responsibility is very suitable for himself.

Wu Ting returned the salute, and Liao Changsheng took Zhang Ersil and the black jackal in that direction.