Chapter 33 spy shadows appear frequently

The first section of the mutton soup pot

Yang Bangzi and the others moved back to Kawaguchi Town, and the 72nd Wing of Iizhao Dazuo also retreated to Lingqiu County in embarrassment, and there was a brief silence on the battlefield in the entire northwest of Hebei. In addition to the troops of the Eighth Route Army besieging Laiyuan County, and skirmishes with the devils, most of the Japanese troops in North China were resting and mobilizing.

The Jin-Cha-Ji Border Region of the Eighth Route Army also took advantage of the gap in the adjustment of the Japanese army's troop strength to adjust its military deployment and organize the people to make preparations for the second phase of the counter-sweep. And the big nail that the devil inserted into the hinterland of the base area was removed, so that the Lingman Road Special Area was connected from west to east, and there was no more stronghold of the devil in the jurisdiction.

The trivial work in the local area, the political commissar Hong Da, who is good at this kind of work, led people to do it, and after the battle is over, the troops still need to rest well, and the expansion and training of recruits are all handed over to the old five sons and the big ones to be rectified.

Originally, I returned to Kawaguchi Town with the second vulture and wanted to have a good drink, but I heard that in the first battle of the eagle's beak, the whereabouts of Feng Dayan and the militia in about 30 places were unknown, Yang Bangzi became sullen, and he didn't drink the wine that day, so he slept in a house under the quilt for an afternoon and a night.

He slept until noon the next day, and then he got up, pulled on his shoes, opened his arms, did not play his leggings, hung a holster on his belt, and slung his back on his shoulder, and walked to the north entrance of the town to watch the soldiers train.

The new Second Division also trained in this large open space that was originally a stronghold of devils, and hundreds of people practiced Zhengbu and assassination, and those who threw bombs also threw off an iron lump in a decent way.

The people of the independent brigade are much smaller than the others, and they brought a squadron to the city, and the two squadrons still stayed in Shuibao Township and did not come, and the big ones only came back from the side near the Linglai Highway in the morning, and they have not gotten up yet.

The fifth son was talking to the soldiers sitting cross-legged on the ground, wrenching his fingers, and he was so far away that Yang Stick couldn't hear clearly, so he squatted on the stone steps at the entrance of the town and smoked cigarette bags and pots.

Groups of children were around the training soldiers, squeezing their eyebrows to see the excitement, and a few of them were bold enough to see Yang Stick and ran over, moving their cautious eyes, wanting to touch the shiny holster of the cowhide.

Yang Stick was listless, too lazy to play with the children, just frowned and waved his hand, signaling the children to play. The little ones didn't leave, salivating and trying to touch the holster, Yang Bangzi was upset when he saw it, and his face sank and he wanted to get angry.

Someone came over, took out a handful of fried peanuts from his pocket, divided them for the child, and sent them away, and then walked to Yang Bangzi's side, squatted down and took out a cigarette purse, pinched it out, and continued it in Yang Bangzi's smoking pot, and smoked it on fire.

Needless to say, there is only one person who smokes the tobacco of the Jiaohe River, the second bald dragon. This kid just watched his subordinates train with his hands behind his back, and when he turned his head, he saw Yang Stick coming out of the town in a leisurely manner.

Feng Dayan's second bald dragon also heard about it early, and he still wondered, the day before yesterday before the ambush in Woquegou, which part of the country was fighting against the devil in the west, this time it was the number, it turned out to be the comrade Feng who spoke clearly.

This person said that it was gone, although he was not familiar, but he felt quite a person, and he heard that he had sacrificed all of a sudden, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, and it seemed that Yang Bangzi was also on fire in his heart, and he could persuade him.

Thinking so, the second vulture said something different from what others persuaded people.

"What kind of fire, don't you see a corpse if you don't die! When Comrade Feng saw that face, he was a blessed and great person, and his red-faced life was great! Don't make a fire, maybe you'll be back when you go! ”

This is much better than the words that persuade people to mourn on Sunday.

Yang Bangzi turned around in his head, thinking about it, it made sense, it was the people from Qinglonggou who came to report, that is to say, Lao Feng chased them with the devil's buttocks, but they didn't come back, and then they sent people along the way to look for it, but they didn't find it, and they saw the dead corpses of the puppet army in the eagle's beak, and there were traces of the devil's burning corpses, but they didn't say that they saw the corpses of our people.

Thinking of this Yang stick, my eyes lit up, yes! I didn't see us win people, what's going on, no, I have to go and see on the ground. muttered in his mouth, stood up and was about to leave, so that the second vulture dragon grabbed him.

After listening to Yang Bangzi's thoughts, the second bald dragon said that this idea made sense, but Yang Bangzi couldn't go in person, everyone in and outside the town was waiting for him to make an idea, and he couldn't leave. The second vulture thought about it, and said so, send a few people who are capable and clever to check it out.

yes, I can't go by myself, Yang Bangzi hurriedly called the old fifth son who was lecturing, and there are so many capable people at hand, the shovel monkey and the small beam are all hung up, and the big one has to lead the troops, and the only one who can be sent out is the old fifth son.

The fifth son is still meticulous and stable, and it is very suitable to do this kind of thing, Yang Bangzi finished the task in a few words. The fifth son was also worried about it, and I heard that he should come down when he went to the eagle's beak to check it. Yang Bangzi also specially explained that Feng Dayan must live to see people and corpses when he dies.

After arranging this errand, Yang Bangzi was somewhat stable in his heart. The stomach also barked, and the wine bugs in the throat and eyes also tickled, so he pulled the second vulture and ran to the only small restaurant in the town.

Kawaguchi Town was originally also a big town with a lot of personal noise, and it was one of the best places at the junction of Langya Mountain and Taihang Mountain.

Since the devil came, the people in the town have become fewer and fewer day by day, and the merchants have come less, and the market on the tenth day is not on time, and the restaurants have been closed one after another, leaving a mutton soup pot.

After Balu conquered the town, after verification, the owner of this mutton soup pot did not do anything bad except that his brother-in-law was a puppet army, and he did not rely on his brother-in-law to buy and sell, he was quite honest, and our government still let him open a restaurant.

The shop is not big, a big iron pot at the door has not been extinguished for many years, the whole sheep skeleton is simmered in the pot, the mutton soup and haggis are a sea bowl and two copper plates, and then a few baked cakes, which are very satisfying. If there is more money, finely chopped lamb head meat, green onions fried with mutton slices, scalded with a pot of sweet potatoes to burn, this is the day of the landlord's old wealth.

In the past two days, the new Second Division followed Yang Bangzi to be stationed here, and these brothers of the national army followed the two bald dragons to share the money and eat the meat, and there was no shortage of money in the waist, but this mutton soup pot was almost a sudden.

As soon as the two vulture and Yang Bangzi entered the door, the 5 or 6 tables in the room were all filled with people from the new Second Division, and the locals and those who used to eat were squatting on the side of the road with sea bowls to eat.

Yang Bangzi snorted, and said in his heart, you bandits still have silver dollars in their pockets, and Lao Tzu doesn't have two gross tickets, not to mention haggis soup, and you can't afford to buy baked cakes.

With a cold face, he followed the second vulture into the only inner room, which can be regarded as a private room, and sat there without saying a word.

The second vulture lifted the curtain of the door and went out for a while, and when he came back, he held a tin wine jug and two small rice bowls. Behind him was a girl, the boss's daughter-in-law, who was doing chores, carrying a wooden tray with two dishes inside.

Yang Bangzi glanced at it and saw that it was a plate of cold sheep's face and a plate of steaming boiled sheep's feet. There is still frost on his face, but his stomach is not angry! These days when I was sleeping in the open on the periphery of the horse station, there was a lack of oil and water on my body!

The second vulture peeked at Yang Bang's Adam's apple moving vigorously, listened to the sound of swallowing saliva, and said with a smile: "Don't look at it, don't be tense, let's do it!" ”

Just like getting the holy decree, Yang Bangzi's hand was the same as a spring, and before the second bald dragon's words fell, a big sheep's hoof was gnawed. The soup flowed down his hands and paws, and Yang couldn't even bother to lick it, so he simply rubbed his elbow, rolled up his sleeve, and grabbed a sheep's hoof.

The second bald dragon poured the wine, and was about to pass it over, Yang Stick grabbed the sheep's hoof with one hand, and just picked up a handful of mixed sheep face with the other hand, and when he saw the wine coming, his eyes were green, and he stuffed the sheep's face into his mouth at once, and reached out to take the wine glass.

"Swoop" a bite, the warm sweet potato burned into the mouth, and the hot feeling went from the throat to the stomach, and the body was immediately hot! Beauty! Yang Bangzi happily closed his little eyes and took another sip of wine.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, someone spoke: "Captain Yang, how good is the food and drink?" Yang Bangzi was intoxicated with soju mutton, and he was shocked to hear this!