Chapter 227: Death I Come, Sadness You Come
Hou Xiaowen fired a gun at the back of the path, and the flames scorched his clothes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Everyone shouted and drank, chased for a while, and one person shouted at the right time: "The commander is no more!" The pursuers withdrew.
Everyone gathered together, and Wang Santai said, "How is it, it wasn't burned by the flames, right?" ”
Xiaolu said: "It didn't burn out. Not bad. ”
Wang Santai lifted Xiaolu's clothes, saw that there was a red patch on his back, which was a burn, and said, "It's okay, get up and go." Are you waiting for us to carry you? ”
The trail said: "It must be lifted." I was just resting. ”
Several men cut the trunk of the tree with knives, made it into a stretcher, lifted the path, and headed north.
After walking for a while, passing by the village, the path said: "You pay attention, someone carries me, and someone has to be guarded." To pass through the village quickly. Pretend to be sad. Must be sad. Who is not upset, be careful I clean him up. ”
The crowd carried him for four or five hours before they saw the car that had come to greet him.
The car that came was a truck. As usual, Xiaolu sat in the driver's building, took the papers, and started to work. So, the soldiers had to carry him into the driver's building.
Xiaolu lay on the stretcher and said, "Carry it in the carriage." Pay attention to the truth. Be sad. Sadness!"
The path was put into the car and the truck started, and the path lying on the car began to be uncomfortable and bumpy to death.
Because there is nothing else, when he pretends to be dead, Xiaolu thinks about some things, thinks about his big deception plan.
The second phase of the plan was completed as envisaged. The battles consumed a certain number of devils in Suihua and Harbin, and dealt a certain blow to the confidence of the Kwantung Army.
The next stage is to fight a few battles far away from Yichun and transfer away the devil power that is pressing on Yichun's head. If the enemy can be diverted, the whole plan will be perfectly completed.
The third stage is considered in this way.
A while ago, he launched a large army and made a big fuss in Harbin, and the Japanese army was bound to retaliate. If they were allowed to attack Yichun, they would be extremely passive. Action must be taken.
Therefore, he pretended to be dead, so that the Japanese, who were superstitious in tactics, thought that there was an opportunity, transferred troops to Yichun, and then launched some large and small battles in other places. If you want to beat the enemy hard, the enemy will send troops back to help.
In addition, in some places on the south bank of the Songhua River, the news of the Anti-Japanese Federation was interrupted, and it is estimated that there is a problem. Yichun immediately sent troops, at least to the south bank of the Songhua River to help the anti-union there.
As a result, the Japanese were moved on the road and could not find our main forces, while we could look for opportunities to destroy small groups of the enemy as quickly as possible. Little by little, victory is achieved.
Now that Japan's armed immigration has begun, Xiaolu is eager to take a look, investigate, and seek strategies to combat Japan's armed immigrants.
Perhaps, it is time for him to step up his efforts in North Korea and Japan. According to historical data, after the Battle of Wuhan, Japan's economy became very bad, and if people were sent to Korea and Japan to sabotage, it would have some impact on the situation in Japan.
That's the idea of the path, the idea of dragging the Japanese into the quagmire. The Japanese were stuck in a quagmire, and their base in the Xiaoxinganling was solidified.
Because of the enemy's assassination plan, Xiaolu has a detailed plan to carry out the third phase of the plan.
At this time, Wang Santai said: "There is still half an hour to arrive in Yichun." ”
Xiaolu said: "True. Let everyone think I've been assassinated. Pay attention to your expressions. ”
Wang Santai said: "Grief? ”
Xiaolu said: "You must be very sad. You you, you, laugh at something! You are so happy that I was assassinated?! Note that if someone wants to ask, you can't just say that I was assassinated, and you can't tell anyone about it. Grieve, but not out. ”
One of the special operators said, "It's too difficult. ”
Xiaolu said: "You must meditate on your state in your heart. Silent recitation, silent recitation. Don't meditate and concentrate on driving. ”
The car drove into the city of Yichun and went straight to the headquarters. Along the way, the car was too fast, and passers-by dodged one after another. It was afternoon, and there were many people on the streets, and people had never seen military vehicles whistling by like this, and they all took refuge.
After entering the headquarters, he entered the military restricted area, and said on the path: "Do the trick to the end." ”
Wang Santai whispered: "Don't worry! He shouted to a person: "Please Mayor Feng come out, quickly!" "Everybody doesn't move, wait for someone.
After Mayor Feng came out, he felt wrong and said, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? Did something happen to the commander? ”
Wang Santai pulled him into the car.
The compound saw it, something was wrong.
For a moment, Mayor Feng didn't get out of the car, and the car drove to the hospital. After entering the hospital, the driver turned down, ran to the hospital, and shouted: "Dean! Dean Zhang! ”
After a while, Dean Zhang came out. Mayor Feng got out of the car, and Dean Zhang got into the car. Then, Dean Zhang got out of the car and entered the hospital. After a while, several nurses came out of the hospital, holding a pair of stretchers.
People who came and went in the hospital saw soldiers and nurses carrying a man from the car into the hospital. Then, the special wards of the hospital were quarantined by the soldiers, and no one was allowed to enter.
Less than twenty minutes later, Yichun's main leaders all came to the hospital and entered the ward.
That's when something happened.
Several female fighters ran to the hospital, and everyone saw that several female fighters were chasing a female warrior. The female soldier cried and shouted, "Is there something wrong with Commander Lu?" Why not salvage! ”
Those who know know that they are female officials of the Propaganda Department of the Municipal Party Committee, they are from all over the country, they used to be students, they joined the underground party, and after training, they are in charge of propaganda work.
The surname who cried a lot was Zhang.
After a while, two warriors drove Xiao Zhang and handed her over to several other people. The female warriors drove away with Xiao Zhang, and Xiao Zhang cried endlessly.
In the special ward, someone saw this scene through the window, and Mayor Feng said, "Why did this accident happen!" After thinking about it, he said, "But this is also normal." No, Xiao Xue doesn't come, it's not normal. ”
Lying on the bed, Xiao Lu said: "We have a meeting. ”
Mayor Feng said: "Xiao Xue is here. Commander Lu, do you want to hide it from her? ”
Xiao Lu: "Let her also attend the meeting, don't hide it from her." It's easy to hide from her. ”
Knowing that Xiao Zhang's team of the Propaganda Department reacted so strongly to his own assassination, Xiao Lu made one hundred and eighty bends in his heart, no matter what, it is more likely that this little girl has a crush on her, and Xue Rui is going to urge herself to get married again.
It's no wonder that the little girl in the Propaganda Department always challenges Xue Rui and always discharges to herself. That's not really the case.
In addition, Xiaolu also asked Yan'an to come to Yichun to educate the anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians in Manchuria. Here's the next step.
Xue Rui entered the room and saw several leaders standing around the bed, lying alone on the bed, covered with a white cloth. When I looked at it again, the only person standing there was no path, and I was shocked, and I understood what was going on, and I stood at the head of the bed, I couldn't walk, and my body went weak and fell.
For two hours, the cadres left the ward one by one with solemn expressions.
Only Xue Rui didn't leave.
After everyone left, Xue Rui reached under the sheets, grabbed one ear, and said, "You are amazing!" It's very attractive! ”
The path in the sheets said: "Lighter! Lighter! You have to pay attention to realism. I was assassinated, and you should grieve. ”
Xue Rui: "Excuse me, how can I grieve?" ”
In the sheets, the path said: "Just like who, who, who, who?" ”
Xue Rui: "Who?" Make it clear! "Afterburner on the hand.
Xiao Lu said: "Xiao Zhang is thinking nonsense, what are you doing to me?" ”
Xue Rui: "Really? That's a flower of the Propaganda Department! ”
Xue Rui: "Then what do you say?" ”
Xiao Lu: "Be quiet, maybe there will be a Japanese spy who inquires about my life and death." You will grieve and weep. ”
Xue Rui: "You want me to grieve, who am I?" Am I eligible for this? Why cry? ”
Xiaolu said: "It looks like we have to get married. ”
Xue Rui: "Are you proposing marriage?" ”
Xiaolu said: "If you have the opportunity to go to Shaanxi in the future, you must ask your parents for marriage." ”
Xue Rui: "That's pretty much it. He cleared his throat, and as soon as he tuned his throat, he babbled and began to cry.
Xiaolu said: "Pay attention to the truth! Authentic! ”
August 8, 1938. Yichun.
Yichun's situation is very strange. A large number of soldiers set up sentry posts all over Yichun, and they were heavily guarded, and all the high-ranking generals rarely showed up. However, perhaps in order to appease the people, Yichun's senior generals, mayors, and deputy mayors all made an appearance in public today, some to inspect agriculture, some to inspect school construction, and some to participate in military training.
Zhao Shangzhi, who was a guest, did not show up, and his anti-union fighters did not have a house, so they temporarily borrowed several military camps, and during the day went to build new military camps on the hillside near other military camps on the north side.
A large number of prisoners also built housing near the Japanese prisoner camps. The early Japanese captives became administrators, organizing and managing the new captives. Seeing that they were indeed Japanese, the new captives tried to inquire about the news, but were stopped by the nearby supervising soldiers.
However, the news was still heard, saying that Choi Sung-so, the director of the Japanese prisoner of war camp, drank alone at night, and when he was drunk, he cried, crying about how good the commander was to him, and why the commander was a good man who did not live long. There was a Japanese soldier who knew Korean and happened to hear it.
Boss Wang of Shunfa Trading Company found that since dozens of people entered Yichun yesterday, something was wrong with Yichun.
The whole Yichun was completely devoid of the joyful atmosphere of celebrating the victory a few days ago, and the air was filled with tension and unease. All the troops did not leave the barracks, it seems, there was an order. Various organs have also stepped up vigilance, and some confidential departments have banned people from visiting.
Some people suspect that Commander Lu is dead. Some people think that if they are not dead, they should be injured.
During the daytime the next day, an underground party from Mudanjiang came to the Propaganda Department to pick up documents. The female officer cried so much that her eyes were swollen.
There are quite a few more people near the hospital. An underground party who had returned from an exchange in Shenyang and was now teaching at an elementary school in Yichun had a cold and came to the hospital to see a doctor. Because of a severe cold, he was hospitalized on the same day.
At night, a dark shadow came to the intensive care ward, pushed open the door, and saw that in the dim light, the ward was empty, only one bed, and there was a person on the bed, covered with white sheets from head to toe.
At this time, footsteps were heard in the hallway. The shadow hesitated, then left the room and walked in the other direction of the hallway.
Boss Wang sent a message yesterday and asked several other people to continue to inquire about the news, and I received the news tonight, and Boss Wang sent out all eight messages without analysis. In doing so, he showed that he was only sending information and handing over the work of intelligence analysis to the officers of the Kwantung Army. However, he confirmed in his heart that Commander Lu Xiaoming, the head of Yichun's advance army, was indeed dead.