The third part of the Bloody War of Resistance, Chapter 9, the second section, the battle after the war

These few things seemed to verify Zhuang Jihua's initial fears, but he never expected that after the army participated, once corruption and bribery would be so direct and unscrupulous. \\. QВ⑸。 CoМ/

"General Xiao, are you familiar with this Gao Shuxun?" In the eastbound car, Zhuang Jihua asked Xiao Zhenying, who was a typical northeasterner, tall and with wide bones, half a head taller than Zhuang Jihua.

On this issue, Xiao Zhenying is really hard to say, although Gao Shuxun is a person in the Northwest Army, but he does not have a lot of contacts with Gao Shuxun, especially after the Central Plains War, Gao Shuxun first took refuge in Sun Lianzhong, and then participated in the anti-Japanese alliance organized by Feng Yuxiang, after Feng Yuxiang left Zhangjiakou, Gao Shuxun also announced his separation from the anti-Japanese alliance, and it was this move that later his department was incorporated into the Hebei security forces, after the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, his troops were reorganized into the new Sixth Division, and later assigned to Shi Yousan's 69th Army, Participated in the Second Battle of Jinpu Road.

After the loss of Wuhan, the 69th Army was ordered to go to North China to engage in operations behind enemy lines, and played a piece of territory in the northwest of southern Hebei and Shandong, however, soon the 69th Army attracted the attention of the Japanese army, and at the same time, the contradictions with the Eighth Route Army rose, and the two sides frequently had friction, in 1941, the 69th Army and the Eighth Route Army had a fierce battle in front of Yanggutai, the 69th Army was defeated, and Shi Yousan led his troops to retreat to the south of the Yellow River.

In desperation, Shi Yousan decided to surrender to the Japanese, but to surrender to the Japanese must persuade his subordinates, Gao Shuxun secretly reported to the first war zone, Wei Lihuang ordered Shi Yousan to be hunted and killed, Gao Shuxun designed to secretly capture the three Shi Yousan brothers, and buried them alive on the bank of the Yellow River.

After the execution of Shi Yousan, the Japanese army launched an encirclement and suppression of the 69th Army, Gao Shuxun could not stand on his feet, led his troops to retreat to southern Henan, and then rushed across the Pinghan line and withdrew to western Henan, and the troops were also reorganized into the new Eighth Army.

In all fairness, Xiao Zhenying has not had much contact with Gao Shuxun in the past ten years, but he knows that he is the liaison sent by Deng Yanda to Zhuang Jihua's side, and the third party has developed rapidly in the First and Fifth War Zones, mainly thanks to the commanders of the two theaters, Li Zongren and Wei Lihuang.

The Third Party secretly recruited some middle- and lower-level officers to join the Party in the First War Zone, but there were not many high-ranking generals, and Gao Shuxun was one of them. Before arriving in the Jiangbei Theater, Deng Yanda had talked to him secretly, although Deng Yanda did not tell him about the relationship between the organization and Zhuang Jihua, but from Deng Yanda's tone, he guessed that there might be some kind of agreement between them, and Zhuang Jihua would not interfere in their affairs, and would even secretly help.

"It turns out that we are in contact, but after so many years, it is difficult to say what happened to the health waiting." Xiao Zhenying's attitude was a little hesitant, with his understanding of Zhuang Jihua, if Gao Shuxun was responsible for the fire in the grain depot, Zhuang Jihua would not hesitate to take him down.

Zhuang Jihua snorted noncommittally, Xiao Zhenying thought about it and didn't speak, now it's not clear what the matter is, only after finding out the facts, he can speak.

The car stopped, Zhuang Jihua frowned slightly, Wu Ziniu jumped out of the car, and the guards in charge of safety quickly formed a guard circle around, and soon Wu Ziniu came to report that there was a large group of citizens in front of him, obstructing traffic.

"Which unit is in charge here?"

Gong Xiuhua quickly replied: "Qixian is the first division of the 25th First Army of the 93rd Division of the 6th Army of the Fifth Group Army. ”

Zhuang Jihua was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect that there were comrades in the Sixth Army who had participated in the bloody battle of Niuxing, in fact, this 93rd Division was formed after the Central Plains War, Hu Zongnan contained part of the defeated soldiers, and merged with the reserve regiment of the 1st Division, and after the start of the Anti-Japanese War, the Sixth Army was expanded on the basis of the 93rd Division.

"Send someone to see, what the hell is going on?" Zhuang Jihua didn't continue to ask, but turned his head and said to Wu Ziniu.

Soon sent people back, Wu Ziniu reported to Zhuang Jihua, the citizens surrounded a grain store, according to the response of the victims, the local disaster relief troops in charge of the disaster relief grain to the local grain merchant Qi family, in exchange for the grain are moldy grain, which is also mixed with a large number of stones and clods, Qi family will get the grain in hand, joint local grain merchants to raise the price of grain, from the recovery to the present, the price of grain has risen three times, the price increase is counted, but from yesterday, the Qi family announced that there is no grain, all the grain stores in the city are closed.

When Wu Ziniu reported, Xiao Zhenying had been observing Zhuang Jihua, and saw that Zhuang Jihua's face was getting whiter and whiter, and after Wu Ziniu finished speaking, Zhuang Jihua raised his feet and took two steps forward, returned to the car, and ordered to go to the porridge shed to have a look.

The guards separated the citizens, the convoy slowly passed, and some soldiers who maintained order saw the convoy and hurriedly reported to the brigade headquarters in the city.

The convoy soon arrived at the porridge shed in the north of the city, and at a distance of 100 meters from the porridge shed, Zhuang Jihua got out of the car, Wu Ziniu was a little nervous, with his understanding of Zhuang Jihua, Zhuang Jihua would never stay outside and look at it twice. Sure enough, without waiting for him to make arrangements, Zhuang Jihua walked towards the porridge shed.

A large number of refugees gathered in the porridge field, these refugees dragged their families with their families, with tattered luggage, one or several families gathered together, there was a thin smell in the air, some people wearing cotton robes, obviously not refugees, walking around in the refugee group, from time to time to say a few words to the refugees, these refugees were all surrounded by a little girl or a big girl.

There were also soldiers patrolling around the porridge field, and there were seven or eight soldiers near the cauldron in the middle of the porridge field, with guns on the porridge, and there were seven or eight bags of grain piled up behind the pot.

The sergeant who was guarding the pot table suddenly saw a general standing by the pot table, was startled, and hurriedly gave a loud order, and the soldiers by the pot table hurriedly stood solemnly.

"Come here." Zhuang Jihua waved his hand to the sergeant with a calm face, and pointed to the seven or eight grain pockets: "Open it and let me see." ”

"Yes" After the sergeant agreed, he hurriedly instructed the soldiers to open the pocket, Wu Ziniu picked up the spoon and stirred it in the pot under Zhuang Jihua's gaze, and the porridge was churning in the pot, but it emitted a strange smell, not rice fragrance.

The rice bag was opened, Zhuang Jihua reached out and grabbed a handful of rice, smelled it, and a musty smell came to his nose, and the sergeant knew the reason, and his face turned white.

"Is this food?" Zhuang Jihua suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes." The sergeant did not dare to hesitate in reply.

"That's what you eat?" Zhuang Jihua asked again: "The same is the case with the grain sent from above?" ”

"That's not what we eat." The sergeant's answer was also very military and straightforward.

Zhuang Jihua nodded, and then looked at the refugees around him: "How many refugees are there in this porridge field?" ”

"There are about 3,000 people every day, and the grain is boiled twice a day, and each victim is rationed 4 taels, and 1,200 catties of food are needed every day." The sergeant had been in the porridge field for a long time, and he knew the situation in the porridge field very well, and he answered Zhuang Jihua's questions fluently.

"What about the people who saved the Congress? There they are? Zhuang Jihua looked around, all the soldiers were boiling porridge, and there was no one from the National Salvation Association, according to the regulations, the porridge field was jointly maintained by the National Salvation Association and the garrison, and the party department was responsible for guiding the peasants to return to their hometowns and participate in production to save themselves.

"Go, little rabbit, why is it here again" A bearded soldier pushed an eleven or twelve-year-old child away, the child was trying to lean over to the pot with a bowl, the sergeant's face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly stopped the bearded soldier, and then explained to Zhuang Jihua: "Sir, that's the case, this child's family has already gone back, saying that they are returning to their hometowns to give birth, and each villager who goes back will receive fifty catties of rice and fifty catties of white flour." ”

"Oh." Zhuang Jihua felt a little strange in his heart, and asked Wu Ziniu to call the child who was working hard, the child was holding a broken bowl, looking at Zhuang Jihua very unconvinced, and the corner of his eyes slipped to the pot table from time to time.

"Don't worry, the porridge will take at least ten minutes," Zhuang Jihua said gently: "Don't worry, I'll let them make porridge for you later." ”

Hearing this, the child breathed a sigh of relief, then stared at Zhuang Jihua intently, and suddenly asked, "Is your official very big?" ”

Wu Ziniu laughed, Xiao Zhenying and Gong Xiuhua couldn't help but be happy, Zhuang Jihua nodded with a smile: "Yes, my official in Henan is the biggest." ”

The sergeant's hands trembled, and he stammered a little, "Sir, are you Commander Zhuang?" How did you get here? ”

Zhuang Jihua ignored him and looked at the little boy: "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

"Can you help me get our food back?" The child's dirty face was full of hope.

Zhuang Jihua's face gradually became serious, and he reached out and pulled the child over: "Tell me who robbed your food?" ”

"The owner," the child's answer was very simple, Zhuang Jihua was a little puzzled, so he guessed while asking, and then confirmed it from the child's mouth.

The matter is actually very simple, the child's surname is Tang, he is a farmer in Tangji, after fleeing to Qixian County, he received 80 catties of grain some time ago, and only 80 catties were given, because there is only so much grain, and the Tang family of five should be divided into 460 catties of grain. After getting the food, the Salvation Association took their refugees from Tangji back to their hometowns to sow seeds.

What people didn't expect was that after returning to their hometown, the owner came to collect the rent and asked them to pay the rent that they didn't pay last year, of course the child's father refused to pay, this is the family's life-saving food, the landlord ordered the family to grab the grain, the child's father was injured, the grain was also robbed, and the family had to return to the county seat.

After listening to the child's words, Zhuang Jihua stood up, the two jeeps stopped outside the porridge field, and several officers jumped out of the car, they jumped out of the car, and sorted out their military uniforms while walking, Wu Ziniu saw what he meant from Zhuang Jihua's eyes, and signaled the guards not to stop them.

"Report to the division commander, Li Jixiong, the platoon commander of the 6th Company and 19th Platoon of the 2nd Regiment of the 1st Division of the 1st Army of the Northern Expeditionary Army, salute the division commander." The face of the person in front of him was dark, his voice was loud, his eyes were bright, and his military uniform was neat, but he couldn't hide his slightly bulging belly.

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