When the first half of the night was not so lively, the big smoke hall was full of smoke, and people were not old or young. The smokers who fled here from all over the country gathered together in a pile, and lived a day of fairy life.

In the middle of the night, the sound of gunfire woke up the people in the big smoke hall, and the timid hid under the bed and shivered to guess where and where the fight started, and boldly leaned down to the window, peeked through the gap, and figured out that it was the eighth road that came in, and quickly beckoned the guy to tighten the door bolt and put the bar on it.

Yang Bangzi asked the old five sons to clean up the cigarette oil, knocked on the door panel for a long time and no one squeaked, the old five sons were anxious, and shouted inside, saying that the lights were bright in the middle of the night, and now they are all pretending to be dead, and if they don't open the door again, the grenade will explode! After speaking, he really felt a grenade in his hand, pulled out the string and made a gesture.

Holding Yang Stick against the street wall, looking at the jokes, he said that the old five sons would also come to play the scoundrel.

Don't say, grenades just work! As soon as the young man peeking through the crack in the door learned to speak, the lame boss of the big smoke house was almost frightened, if there was a stunned person outside the door, he really skimmed that thing in, and the room was all over! Forget it, let's open the door, and admit that you love to fight and kill.

The door bolt was removed, the door panel was unloaded, the boss took off the melon skin hat, nodded vigorously, and the grandfather of the eighth road kept shouting, saying that he was an honest businessman, and he did not do the business of a traitor, and begged the grandfather of the eighth road to let go of life.

If you want to put it aside, the base area where the big smoke house opened is absolutely the object of struggle, and the harmful things can't be left, according to the old five sons' intentions, the boss and the smokers should be pulled out to parade through the streets. In this special situation, there is no face to fight, and when you come up, you will ask the boss to go to the whole half can of e-liquid.

The boss still thinks he heard it wrong, Balu doesn't want money and doesn't want big cigarettes, why do you want to rob e-cigarette oil? That thing stinks, and when it is pulled out of the smoking gun and thrown into the field, a large area of the surrounding grass and trees can be smoked to death.

asked timidly again, and the old five said impatiently that he wanted a big cigarette oil, and he wanted half a can! Hurry up! If you don't hurry up, you will set the house on order!

It's really a treat for whom, to an honest farmer, a poor man, the eight roads are kind and pleasant, to a cooperative local squire or something, the eight roads are also polite, that is, they don't do serious business on this road, they nod their heads to the devils on weekdays, and bully the poor man's lord, the old five sons and they are the same as bandits, and it's good if they haven't been rectified today, and they want a good face!

The young man was neat, and after a while, he pulled out more than half a bowl of black and slimy cigarette oil from the smoking gun, put it into an earthen jar, ran out and handed it to the fifth son. The fifth son took it, glanced at the lantern at the door, sniffed it again, and was disgusted and just wanted to vomit, turned his face and saw Yang Bangzi snickering, as soon as he raised his hand, the earthen jar was thrown over.

Yang Stick hurriedly picked it up, held it like a baby, and scolded in his mouth: "Old Fifth Son, you place!" It's a panacea! I can change it for a good thing! ”

The two of you scolded me, I scolded you and walked down the street, leaving a room full of people in the big smoke hall with a lawsuit, all thinking about it, these eight roads didn't smash the store, didn't ask for money, didn't arrest people, what do you want this cigarette oil that doesn't bite flies?

The streets were filled with soldiers and fellow villagers carrying supplies, the neighing of mules and horses, the sound of the axles of carts, and the connecting of lanterns. Yang Bangzi and Lao Wuzi squeezed into a stinky sweat before returning to the place where the devil spies were locked up in the south of the town.

After asking about the situation, the little soldier who was in charge of the care just now said that this guy was originally tied to a pillar, and later said that he wanted to drink water, so he fed half a bowl, and after drinking the water, he said that he wanted to pee, and the little soldier was anxious when he heard the gunfire from the north, but this guy still had a lot to do, and he didn't think much about it, so he untied the rope and took him to the thatched house.

The spy walked to the yard, suddenly turned around and hit the little soldier's stomach with his head, knocked the young man to his head, turned his head and was about to hit the door and wanted to run, the door was bolted, the spy panicked a few times and did not take it off, at this time the little soldier on the ground jumped up, and the two tore together.

In the middle of the fight, the guy wanted to jump on the wall and run, the little soldier was in a hurry, shot the guy, hit the leg, the spy fell from the wall, and lowered his head to put the corner of his clothes in his mouth, and after a while, the person was bleeding and did not move.

Yang Stick walked over, squatted down and looked at the dead transparent spies, and the fifth son also walked over, holding a torch and looking carefully.

Pulling out a small pouch from his waist, the fifth son first pried open the dead man's teeth and looked at his tongue. He handed the torch to Yang Stick again, cut off the corner of his clothes soaked in saliva and blood with the tip of his knife, pressed it with a wooden stick, and opened it little by little, revealing a white round object like a small fish.

Picked it up with the tip of the knife, sent it to the eye to look at it, and sniffed it again, and the old five son said to Yang Bangzi with certainty that this was cyanide. How did Yang Bangzi know what cyanide was, so he asked if it was poison? Lao Wuzi said yes, it is a poison, or a very poisonous poison, if a person gets it, it will be over in a minute or two.

The fifth son also said that the person who can carry this thing with him is really not an ordinary spy, like the Xinmin Association organized by the devil or something, and the one who collects some traitors and ruffians will not have this thing on him. From this poison, it can be seen that the dead one is still a high-level agent, but unfortunately, he died without much interrogation.

I was careless just now, I thought it was a small fish, and I was blinded by this kid, so I searched for a note and came out, and I looked for someone in a random bundle, and I didn't take it seriously, but in fact, this is at least an important person who is lurking with the spies, who liaise and pass on information, and now that the person is dead, the clues to track down are broken.

Yang Bangzi smoked two bags of cigarettes, and muttered quietly with Lao Wuzi for a long time, before he figured out a clue, and vaguely felt that the death of a spy was not a simple matter, and it was connected before and after, starting from the devil who came to block the retreat from Niangzi Shencun Yujian, to the abnormal behavior of the devil who swept away, Yang Bangzi's head was a little big.

Lao Wuzi also reminded him that the fighters of the squad were all participating in various battlefields, so Xiao Dida and Liu Jiaojiao were left, plus the local militia, to guard the prisoners in Kawaguchi Town. Kawaguchi Town is due south of Ginbo Town, and this spy had previously missed the word that he had come back from the south to get information.

Yes, the platoon commander of the puppet army also said that the two spies came from the south. The more he thought about it, the more chaotic it became, Yang Bangzi decided to send someone back to Kawaguchi Town to see the situation, and he didn't feel at ease when he sent others, so Lao Wuzi was the most suitable candidate. There was no fast horse, the horse pulled the cart and went, and the old five could only pout, drive two thin and dry legs, and hit the road again.

Sending the old fifth son away, Yang Bangzi asked the soldiers to pull the dead spy out of the town and find a place to bury it, and he himself led the little soldier who was still wronged, carrying a stinky canister of cigarette oil, and went to the street to find something.

After turning around for a long time, he found a jar of brine from the tofu workshop, and the little soldier pinched his nose and brought half a bucket of horse urine. It's still the same, Yang Bangzi said to the young man, work harder, go to the big field to catch ten or eight shells.

Not to mention that this little soldier has always been very rare to watch this Captain Yang tinkering with these strange things, busy with work, moving materials in and out, dismantling the devil's fortifications and fellow villagers, young and old, have also come over to see the excitement. Yang Bangzi stretched his hands, like an old hen guarding the chickens and cubs, and blasted away all the people who watched the excitement.

When the shell man came back, he put all these things in a stone mortar, grabbed the end of the forage and threw it in, found a thick wooden stick, and stabbed it around. The unpleasant smell wafted out of the distance, and the whole passer-by covered their noses and quickened their pace.

After mixing, Yang Stick beckoned the little soldier to come over, saying that he would help to make this paste together, and it was all rolled into a ball the size of a pill, and the little soldier pinched his nose, shook his head, and hid out of the distance, saying that he would not do this work.

Yang Bangzi wanted to open his mouth and scold, but as soon as his mouth opened a little slit, the smell choked and his throat hurt, he was not stupid, he started to stir this thing, and he blocked his nose with hairy grass.

I was dizzy with smoke, and finally rubbed out a hundred and ten balls, and asked for an earthen jar of pickles from the villager's house, brushed it, put all the pills inside, covered it with straw paper, and mixed some yellow mud to seal it. When it was over, he jumped out into the street, took out the hairy grass in his nose, opened his mouth wide, and gasped for a long time.

Finally cleared the filthy qi from the body, and a yin and yang weird taunt sounded behind him, "Yo, I said Yang stick, why did I hear that you are going to change your career!" I'm going to sell Diana pills and go to the rivers and lakes! ”

"Your grandma's big ass with legs! You're selling strong pills! As soon as Yang Bangzi heard it, he knew that it was the voice of head Liu, and he didn't suffer at all, so he immediately scolded and returned it.

The two fought for a while, Lao Liu didn't get half a penny, and angrily threw a paper book in Yang Bangzi's arms, saying that it was a list of devils' materials, and several warehouses had been moved.

Yang Bangzi looked up at the sky, it was almost dawn, lowered his head and looked at the paper book, obediently! My eyes lit up! The grain alone is 200,000 catties! The heart said that this quasi-robbery is for the people in the base area! Military uniforms, cotton, cotton, guns and ammunition, you name it!

This is not a fortune! It's like getting rich overnight! Yang Bangzi almost didn't jump to the house and flip down again, this crooked hit is picking up a big bargain, it's a little unbelievable.

It took a long time for Yang Bangzi to wake up from the dream-like feeling. Seeing Lao Liu snickering and waiting to discuss things with him, he realized that the excitement just now flowed out.

The arrangement of the serious matter, pulled Lao Liu over, and twisted it on Lao Liu's big buttocks, Lao Liu was just about to fight back, but was pressed by Yang Stick on the shoulder and squatted down.

Yang Bangzi briefly introduced the battles that had taken place in the past few days, how to mobilize the masses, and how to review the former enemy headquarters of the Eighth Route Army.

Liu's big ass almost didn't fall to the ground when he heard it, and said that Lao Tzu has been with you for six years, and he has been fighting devils for more than 4 years, but I didn't expect you kid to be so bold! One hundred and ten people dared to attack the stronghold, and led the common people who carried the ** earth cannon to dare to attack a wing of the devil, and the entire mountainous area of western Hebei in Huohuo was in chaos.

As soon as Yang Bangzi looked up, he saw Lao Liu looking at himself with his mouth open, and he smiled and said, "Do you accept it?" Compared with Lao Tzu, your kid is the head of the regiment for nothing! ”

didn't wait for Lao Liu to reply, Yang Bangzi gestured with a straw stick again, and gave Lao Liu an order in his mouth. According to his meaning, the materials were transported south through Wangzi Village in Nanshan and transported to Chuankou Town, and at the same time reported to the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei Military Region, and never reported to the Sixth Division.

The stronghold of Yinfang Town, it is enough to leave a company of people around to fight guns, and the rest of the people pull to the road in the direction of Woquegou, the devil over there is now estimated that he has begun to retreat, ambush him, bite him hard, so that the devil will not dare to leave the town again.

In this way, if you get supplies and ambush the devil, your big ass is two great achievements, and the military region can wipe the things that cross the line. After saying this, Lao Liu was also quite satisfied, thinking that he had to be the old chief, and he thought about it thoroughly.

After all the arrangements were completed, Yang Bangzi led his people to prepare to go back to Woquegou, and before leaving, he added a task to Liu Da's ass, saying that when he ambushed the devils, he would see if he could give Lao Tzu a spy in the devil team back alive, and the drunk Yang platoon commander in the puppet army barracks knew him, and took him to recognize people.

Enough of the devils in Yinfang Town, and arranged for the third regiment to ambush, Yang Bangzi carried the jar full of stinky baking pills, and led his small combat team to go to the horse post to sell strong pills!