Section 2: The old man who picks up dung

The old man who got up early was obviously a little trembling, although the sky was a little bright, but it was still very dim, and he was concentrating on picking up some dung, and he also picked up a group of people!

The old man squinted and looked at it, and when he saw that the person who was questioning was a dry and thin man wearing an Eighth Route military uniform, he breathed a sigh of relief, straightened his waist, held the dung shovel and said, "I'm scared to death!" I'm still thinking about what the hell I bumped into early in the morning! ”

Let's not talk about why the devil wants to fool the people, let's just say that the devil's IQ is enough to make people anxious. On an island just big enough to be the size of the buttocks, he always felt that he was invincible in the world, so the Americans opened the gate with a cannon blast, and then they licked and followed the West to learn that, and felt that he was the first in the world again, so he pondered the poor jingle China at that time.

But why don't you have a little bit of an eye! Pretend to be the Eighth Road, wear the Eighth Route military uniform, speak a few words of Mandarin, and it's over? We Chinese people are better than monkeys! Especially the old men in the countryside who are not good-looking! All of them are human spirits!

You said that the old Eighth Road in the Eighth Road is not the dialect of the southern rap, or the accent of the northwest straight tongue, at least it is also the local dialect of the Jinchaji provinces, and you come up with an authentic official Mandarin, and the ghost believes that you are the Eighth Road.

Besides, the eight roads are all their own children, and when they see their fellow villagers, they are all hot and intimate, and they don't need to be half-hunched and hide from eight feet away to talk, only the kind of people who go to other people's homes and feel uncomfortable will be stunned in their hearts, and they dare not come close to talk.

The old man took the conversation and asked what he wanted to inquire about? Shimizu hunched and asked if it was Kawaguchi Town in front of him, and then said that they were the Eighth Route that passed by, and whether there were any troops from the Eighth Route in the town?

"It's one, it's Kawaguchi Town, there were a lot of eight roads yesterday, what did you say to catch a spy, say that a dog day drop little devil is coming, and the eight roads will all drive over, waiting to beat the little devil's lack of morality!"

Qing Shui's face twitched visibly twice, and he had to endure the scolding. Mashiko Shigeo was a little annoyed, "Yaga" almost spoke, and as soon as he took a step, he wanted to go over and teach the old man a lesson, but was pulled by Qing Shui.

"Fellow, why are there no lights in the town?"

"Ah, well, the eight roads don't give way, and say that they will set up a formation for the devils. Where did you come from? It's also here to beat the little devil king eight donkey ball ball ground! Why are you panicking? ”

After the old man finished answering, he stretched his neck to look at the back of Qing Mizu's big sorbet, and in the grass on both sides of the avenue, there were many figures swaying.

"Ah, we are from Yan'an, we are going to the east to do errands, what are you doing early in the morning?"

"Pick up some livestock dung, the troops who crossed the eighth road in the middle of the night, the dung of the mules and horses that pulled the gun trucks, and pick it up and put it on the fertilizer."

After answering, the old man squatted down, put the basket and dung shovel on the side of the road, and reached for something on his waist, and Lieutenant Mashiko nervously pulled out his pistol and stared at the old man.

Pulled out the cigarette pouch and pot pinned to the waist, took out the fire sickle and flint in his arms, and clicked the fire, maybe a little damp, the fire can't be hit, Qing Shui walked a few steps over, took out the lighter from his pocket, lit the fire with a "bang", and lit the cigarette bag and pot for the old man.

The flames on the lighter's steamer suddenly jumped brightly, reflecting the faces of the two, either explicitly or secretly, Qing Shui felt that the dark face in front of him seemed familiar, and the old man also firmly remembered the face of the sharp-beaked monkey in his heart.

They smiled at each other and nodded, and Qing Shui stepped back and lit a cigarette as well. After smoking a bag of cigarettes, the old man stood up, knocked the cigarette pot on the heel of his shoe, rolled it and pinned it to his waist, lifted the basket and shovel, walked to Qing Shui's side and said, "Sir, there is nothing to ask, I have to quickly pick up the dung, it will be gone when it is late." ”

Shimizu Osaku owed, retreated to the side of the road, sat on the stone by the roadside, and said to the old man with a smile It's okay, go get busy. The old man who collected dung put the basket on his back, muttered with a dung shovel, and went to look for the donkey's dung and eggs.

Seeing the old man walking away step by step, Shimizu Osa stood up and said to Mashiko Shigeo beside him: "It seems that there is an ambush in the town, so I can't go, so I will go south and go over the mountain." ”

The devils quickly climbed along the hillside from both sides of the avenue to the mountain beam, and Shimizu Daisa looked at Kawaguchi Town in the telescope, and the night's hard work was in vain, and he was still a little unwilling.

After the back of a devil disappeared into the mountain beam, the old man who picked up dung straightened up, took off the broken melon skin hat on his head, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and ran towards the town in great stride!

What an old man, this is Yang Stick! I smeared some soil and pot ash on my face, changed into a jacket and crotch pants borrowed from my fellow villagers, and pulled a pair of lazy shoes.

This is the method negotiated at night, if the hundreds of dirt and eight roads in the town are really fighting hard with the devil, it is not impossible, thousands of villagers will suffer, withdraw overnight, drag their children and daughters to suffer, and say that it has no good impact on the newly established special area, people should say, isn't your eight roads also a trumpet blowing outside, and the devil is still running?

After discussing and discussing, Yang Bangzi decided to sing an empty city plan! He watched this play, as soon as Zhuge Liang sat in the gate building, the two little boys stood next to him, smoking cigarettes, drinking tea, and playing music to scare Sima Yi away (this is Yang Bangzi's original words)!

Today, Yang Bangzi also plans to take the dung basket on his back and take the dung shovel to be Yang Zhuge who is a wise and retired devil! The cadres of the town and the cadres of the special district are responsible for informing the villagers from door to door that they are ready to evacuate at any time, and do not light lamps and start fires. The troops were divided into two parts, and they hid in the courtyard on the edge of the town, and in case they moved, let the devils in and fight.

Yang Bangzi also transferred the captured spies and squads to Dongshan Cliff in advance, and some money and food were also transferred, and both hands were ready, he put on makeup and sat in the west of the town with a basket on his back and waited for the devils.

Hong Mei and the others are still strange, how do you know that the devil must come from the west? Yang Bangzi said that this is still worth thinking! The north side is a large open space, which is not conducive to the concealment of the troops, the south side is the river beach, and the west side is the cliff and cliff, the devil can't go down, judging from the situation said by the old way, he can only drill through the valley in the west.

Sure enough, Yang Bangzi guessed that he was also a later learned local dialect of Northwest Hebei, and he really fooled the devil! The box guns and grenades in the dung basket didn't come in handy, and when the devil led him to light a cigarette, he really wanted to choke this skinny and dry devil and break his neck like a grass chicken!

If that's the case, the empty city plan will be singing the wrong way, Yang Bangzi wants to let the devils in front of him go, and he is also interested in the next movement of the devils, this is the same as a hunter tracking his prey, it's not interesting to kill one, if you can follow behind a group of prey, won't there always be fresh meat to eat!

Ran back to the town and told the big guy that the devil had withdrawn, but many people still didn't believe it, and after Yang Bangzi described it vividly, most people accepted the fact that the devil had withdrawn with suspicion.

The sky gradually brightened, and the people who tossed this night were sleepy, and the devils withdrew, and they all wanted to go back and sleep well. Yang Bangzi is excited, and he has just gotten up! gave the old five sons a look, and a few people quietly slipped to a secluded place on the side, and went to discuss things again.

When the belly of the fish was white in the east, the real old man was looking for dung eggs along the official road, and when a team of patrolling soldiers ran past him, the old man did not raise his head, and was concentrating on pulling a pile of dried dung eggs from the grass and trees on the side of the road.

Yang Bangzi had a small meeting with a few people, and decided to first send someone to follow Lao Dao back to pick up Lao Feng, and then send a few signal soldiers and local liaison officers to notify more than a dozen villages and towns near and far to pay attention to preventing the attack of this group of devils. According to the direction in which the devil disappeared, the military camp town in the south was afraid that the devil was going to go, so Yang Bangzi decided to take a squadron of soldiers to rush over by himself.

The task for the fifth son and the second vulture is to bring some good hands, start from the mountain beam where the devil retreated, track down, even if you find the trace of the devil, don't do it, just follow behind, send a liaison every other day, back to Kawaguchi Town to report the devil's movements.

This arrangement is also the most haode arrangement at present, but the mobilization of troops and intelligence coordination must pass Hong Mei's level, and Yang Bangzi has a little headache.