This slap, Yang Bangzi was not mentally prepared at all, and the flesh on his back hurt, and he was startled! scolded uncleanly, didn't turn his head, picked up his legs and kicked back.

"Yo! Yo! As soon as I was promoted to captain, I learned to stumble! The people behind laughed and scolded weirdly, dodging Yang Stick's big feet.

The soldiers and fellow villagers next to him also burst into laughter, and Yang Bangzi looked at the old five sons who were hiding far away angrily, and scolded this old boy in his heart for always taking advantage of Lao Tzu.

The smell of meat wafting up from the ravine was much more attractive than the two of them playing around, and no one stopped running towards the broth pot. Without onlookers, it's no fun to make trouble, so Yang Bangzi and Lao Wuzi got together and whispered.

The fifth son rushed back to Chuankou Town overnight, and found Liu Guanjiao and Xiao Dita, the prisoners were still there, there was no shortage of one, Ma Zhiyong's kid was still locked up alone, the old blind man and his daughter still played a song for the villagers from time to time, and the little captain of the Kuomintang was clamoring to participate in the war several times.

There are also restless, two people who sell fake medicines, once at dinner, and the landlord and the young master and his attendants, I don't know because of the weishenme fight, according to Xiao Di Da, scolding each other is a traitor or a dog spy or something.

The militia guarding the prisoners also told Lao Wuzi that he heard movement in the courtyard several times at night, but when he went out to look, he couldn't see anything.

In addition, there is no clue about the spy who died in Yinfang Town, and Kawaguchi Town is now full of people, and our team and fellow villagers pass by every day, and it is a mess.

Yang Bangzi punched the old five sons, gritted his teeth and asked him how he knew about the promotion to the captain, and the old five sons smiled and said that Yujian is the director of our division, listen to the director's chatter.

Thinking about these things that the old fifth son said, his stomach called out angrily, and the fifth son didn't wait for Yang Bangzi to speak, everyone ran out eight feet away, and then shouted: "I'll talk about it later, it's too late to eat meat!" ”

Yes! If you don't go again, you can't even see the soup! Yang Bangzi also ran down the hill in a hurry, eating meat is important!

Don't think it's a bowl of big meat that can be made, in fact, it is the canned meat in the seized devil's materials, Hong Mei left ten listens, and made up allowances with a few cadres, and went to the villagers to buy a load of cabbage and potatoes. The canned food is added to the pot under water, and the broth boiled out, with cabbage and potatoes, smells really fragrant!

The cake pasted with a little bran, golden without pulling his throat, with a bowl of boiled vegetables, not to mention how tempting, no wonder the soldiers all stretched their necks and stared at the beads of their eyes waiting for the meal.

When there are few people, it is easy to solve the problem of eating, what to eat when you catch it, it is a big problem for this person to eat more, Yang Bangzi doesn't care about the logistics of these things, where does he know that Zhang Luo's hundreds of people can worry about people when they eat?

Fortunately, with the presence of the political commissar Hong Mei, the mess of logistics can be handled in an orderly manner. The villagers and militiamen from each village are provided with food by the cadres at the township level to which they belong, and they are distributed to the villages.

At present, if you want to go up from the sub-district or county to ask for it, you can't quench your thirst from far water, and when you get the food, everyone will be hungry, and that's okay.

Therefore, starting from Kawaguchi Town, Hong Mei transferred the manpower of several old county brigades, led dozens of militiamen, and set up a temporary logistics detachment, and took out a part of the captured Japanese army's food and ammunition for the fighters to consume, and this Hong Mei wrote it into the report to the superiors.

In this way, after each seizure, a part of it will be withdrawn and replenished to the reserve of the logistics detachment after registration, and the base amount will be calculated according to the basic consumption of the whole brigade for three days.

After this battle is fought and the brigade is formally established, the food supply and everything will have to be returned to the local overall planning. However, Hong Mei has a little selfishness, Yang Stick and they still have to continue to carry out the task, and the logistics must be set aside for them for the time being, and they can't all be handed over to the local place at once.

Today, I robbed the devil of so many good things, no matter how I say it, I have to reward the soldiers, this is not Hong Mei detained 10 cans and opened meat for the comrades.

When Yang Bangzi rushed down the hillside, the soup pot had already been cooked, two thick big cakes per person, two horse spoons of boiled vegetables, and a piece of pickle gnocchi, don't underestimate this pickle gnocchi, this is still when Hong Mei went to the meeting, asked someone to buy it from Shanxi.

The brigade has not distributed vegetable money and salt now, and the person who lacks salt is not energetic, but the woman is still careful, and the pickles are here for a meeting. Yang Bangzi looked at the sauce-red salty pimples and the steaming vegetables, and said in his heart that this political commissar is not bad, and he is quite good at being in charge.

Holding his own broken enamel jar, Zuihou who was anxiously lined up in the cooking line, Yang Bangzi's eyes stared at the horse spoon in the cook's hand, the spoon rose, his heart flickered to his throat, the spoon fell, and his heart suddenly hung in the air.

Finally, it was Yang Stick's turn, and the cook looked up to see that it was the captain, looked down at the pot, and then turned his head to look at the other pot. There was only a little vegetable soup left in the two cauldrons, not to mention the meat, and the minced meat was gone.

Yang Bangzi's face turned red, frowned and motioned to the cook to scoop up the soup at the bottom of the pot for him, took the two pieces of cake, turned around and yelled: "Old five, you are an old immortal!" ! Bad Lao Tzu didn't eat meat! ”

The fifth son ran faster than him, holding the lunch box, sucking and eating cabbage, and from time to time he also sandwiched a shredded meat and the soldiers around him to show off, and when he heard Yang Bangzi scolding him, he wiped his body and hid far away.

Depressed, Captain Yang looked at the groups of soldiers who were feasting, and looked at Lao Feng and the others who were smoking cigarette pouches after eating, humming and chirping in their mouths with a jar, trying to find a place where no one was there and just send the cake with leftover soup.

Squatting in a corner where no one is around, the soup is a little cold, drinking it is sour in the mouth, the cold cake is a little hard, Yang Stick is broken into pieces one by one, pressed into the soup to soak soft and then eat. I just wanted to take out a cigarette bag and pot to smoke a pot, but with a "bang", the jar was poured into half of the dish.

Turning her head, Hong Mei took her lunch box and looked at him with a smile. Yang Bangzi blushed and lowered his head.

"Yo, what is Captain Yang blushing! Where is the anger that I didn't eat just now! Hong Mei glared, kicked Yang on the buttocks and said, "Eat quickly!" ”。

Take out a small jar from the satchel, lift the lid, and neatly pour the contents into the jar. Seeing this thing, Yang Bangzi's eyes lit up suddenly, and he was embarrassed to see Hong Meiyun give him half a dish just now, and he forgot about it.

Political Commissar Hong gave it in exchange for red chili sauce! It's a pity that it's not much, just a little, a total of half a jar was asked for by the landlord and the landlord at the time of the meeting, and he was not willing to eat it himself, which was not added to Captain Yang.

Yang Bangzi raised his head with red circles and wanted to say a word of thanks, but he saw a back, and Political Commissar Hong went down the mountain.

Don't say anything, let's start building cheeks! A gust of wind swept the clouds, and the cakes, vegetables, and chili sauce all entered the stomach, and now it was finally solid, and the fire in the stomach was suppressed.

Yang Bangzi was full of food and drink, smoking a cigarette bag and pot, and thought to himself, why is this political commissar Hong so good to Lao Tzu, I feel no wonder in my heart. As soon as I saw Commissar Hong, I thought about Lianxiang, and I didn't know where the two of them were?

"Old Yang! Come, the brothers from the north are looking for you! Lao Feng waved at Yang Bangzi at the bottom of the hillside in a hurry, and suddenly disturbed Yang Bangzi's heart of wanting to be a widow, knocked the smoke pot, rolled it, and jumped down the hillside after picking up the rice jar a few steps.

In the northwest, the devil troops coming from Lingqiu were some local armed forces of the first sub-district, which were all under the command of the First Guerrilla Brigade under the leadership of the Lingqiu County Party Committee.

Beginning at 3 o'clock this afternoon, the devils, who had originally built field fortifications and were firmly on both sides of the road, suddenly sent at least one squadron or more of their troops, and under the cover of heavy artillery fire, began to attack and advance in the direction of the horse post.

The blocking troops stubbornly held their positions, and the devils had been fighting fiercely for more than three hours, and the devils had only advanced 3 kilometers, and they were still about 20 miles away from Zoumayi Town.

Yang Bangzi spread out the map, called Lao Feng and the others over, reported the battle situation in the northwest direction, and discussed whether to send troops to reinforce or wait and see.

After pondering for a while, Yang Bangzi opened his mouth, what he meant was that the devils in Yinfang Town had retreated, and the Horse Post had designated that they could not go back there when no one was answering, and the devils in the northwest were so active that they must be trying to get as close as possible to the horses so that they could meet the devils who broke through.

Now the tricky question is that I can't figure out when the devil will break through? Day or night? Do you go both sides or do it go it alone? If these situations can't be figured out before the devil breaks through, once the fight starts, it is easy to be passive, and if you don't do it, you will be bitten back by the devil.

Big guy, you talk about several sets of methods, but Zuihou tends to concentrate his forces and ambush on the route where the devil may retreat, and this eight roads are the best at and most suitable for the current situation.

After listening to what the big guy said, Yang Bangzi thought about it, arranged a task for Lao Feng, went to find a loudspeaker to shout in the town, and said that they should come out to talk about things, and asked Haode medicine to be delivered. The others hurried to organize the troops and fellow villagers, and don't mess around.

Lao Feng went to shout, Yang Bangzi pulled the messenger from Lingqiu, whispered for a long time, and asked Lao Wuzi to go to the cooking class to ask for two leftover cakes, and stuffed them into the communicator's arms, so that he could have some free food on the way.

The sky is getting late, and the twilight is getting thicker. Lao Feng finished shouting, don't say it, a few minutes later, the devil's translator picked up the conversation, saying that it was better to see you in the old place. Now Yang Bangzi has a score in his heart, and if he dares to see me, it will be easy to do.

On the Eighth Road, Yang Bangzi, Lao Wuzi and Xiao Liangzi went to the three of them, and there were two people on the devil's side, the translator and the boy from the detective team, and the devil officer did not show up.

pretended to be unhappy, came up and scolded the detective team and the translator on the ground, Yang Bangzi was provocative, there are three of us here, and there are only two of you there, the devil has not come forward, why don't you give face? The medicine is not given!

The translator and the detective team were handing cigarettes and pulling, and they were talking about good things. Yang Bangzi gave the old five sons a look, and the old five sons and Xiao Liangzi came up and sandwiched the detective team in the middle and took them aside.

Yang Bangzi still yelled and screamed at the translator, and the translator smiled and smiled with good words. But in the process of pulling and pulling, the two handed over the words, this translator was corrected in Kawaguchi Town, can this give a chance to make meritorious service still not be on the road?

The devil is indeed going to break through, and the interpreter only knows that the time for the breakthrough is set for dawn tomorrow, but he does not know in which direction to break through, and it is said that only a few adjutants know the direction of the breakthrough in advance.

The interpreter also said that he had heard a conversation on the radio at the headquarters in the afternoon, and it seemed that he had been talking about Laiyuan and Laiyuan.

You can also ask these questions, and if you delay for a long time, the devil will be suspicious. Yang Bangzi shouted loudly to the old five sons and told them to prepare to go back. The jar of panacea brought back from Yinfang Town was given to the interpreter, and he also reminded him to use it externally.

The interpreter didn't say that he picked up the yellow mud from the mouth seal of the jar, as soon as he lifted the jar, the stench that rushed to the nose was enough to choke. asked casually: "Can you use it if it's blown up by a mine?" ”

The person had already walked out of Yang Stick, which was more than ten meters away, and roared without looking back: "It's good to use it before the sixth day of the seventh month, and I won't dare to guarantee the ticket after the sixth day of the first month!" ”