There was no movement up and down the mountain for a while, but Yang Gongzi understood that behind those strange rocks and plants, there might be how many guns were pointed at them! It's really evil, haven't you heard that there will be bandits in the base at any time? In the early years, there were a few bandits and bandits, either they went down the mountain and became the Eighth Road, or they were exterminated by the Eighth Road, where did this guy come out of this robbery?

"Friends on the ligature, order in front of the horse, bring a bowl of water to everyone to drink! Tricks put highlights! Step on the wrong road, sweep the strips! Piece bite! The silence in the canyon was broken again by shouts floating down from the mountain.

Yang Stick scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry, he couldn't listen, and he couldn't see anyone if he wanted to fire!

"Shoulder to shoulder! Hego! The lantern pulls up the high point! We are a yellow grass kiln! This line didn't hang the old rice! After the gray ditch, please drink yellow soup again! Hold lotus flowers! Slip yo! Make powder! A string of black words full of confidence, the words were sent to the cliff in a straight and round manner.

Yang Bangzi turned his head and looked, hey! The old blind man who had been chattering all the way on his back, standing on the road at this moment, was arching his hands in all directions! The little yellow-haired girl stood behind the blind man with an iron huqin in her hand.

"Shoulder to shoulder! Where to open a mountain and set up a cabinet? Hand over the threshold! A figure appeared on the hill in front of him, raised his hand, and bowed back to the old blind man.

"There are no tiles on the house, no no no, no no no! The dreadlocks suffered a disaster, the game was withdrawn, and the pheasant drilled his head and did not go up to Tianwang Mountain! Please make it convenient for the big boss! The old blind man shook himself to the ground after speaking.

"Okay! Dare to ask which Wan'er? How many liters of rice do you have in your waist? The man on the hill also returned the salute, got up and shouted again.

"There is rice on the ground, but there is a foundation! Snowflakes are flying! Two buckets of rice on the waist! The old blind man finished saying this with his hands behind his back, and a smug expression appeared on his face.

"Bai Ye invited, the small one is a cannon head, so I'll go back to the big boss! You always rest! The man shouted this, Yang Bangzi understood, stared at the dry and thin little old man with big eyes, and said in his heart, it turns out that this old blind man's surname is white! Looks like he's been a bandit! It doesn't look like it!

Seeing that the bandits on the mountain were very polite to this old man, the people trapped in the canyon breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't dare to relax too much, and the guys in their hands were still on fire.

Yang Bangzi was bold, walked to the old blind man from behind the covered stone, looked the old man surnamed Bai up and down curiously, and asked in a low voice What did the bandits say just now?

The old blind man smiled and said nothing, and the little girl behind him took over the conversation and told Yang Bangzi that the people on the mountain said that they were passing by and were also soldiers, so let us leave some food, guns and ammunition. It was also said that the canyon was surrounded in all directions, up and down, left and right, and later the old man reported that he had also done bandits, and the other party had a black talk, and the old blind man on the mountain heard that the old blind man was also a fellow believer, and went back to report their heads.

"It turns out that the surname is white, and it is a snowflake! What do I mean by this? Yang Bangzi listened attentively, and asked the little girl how to say her surname in black.

The little girl pursed her lips and said softly: "You Yang, if you want to say that, squint Wan!" After saying that, his face turned red, covered his mouth and smiled, and several soldiers next to him heard it, and they also covered their mouths and snickered.

Yang Bangzi saw that everyone was laughing at him, and it was a little strange, what was so funny about "Squinting Wan", suddenly, he suddenly understood that the taste was coming, his embarrassed face was flushed, and he lowered his head and snorted angrily.

"Captain Yang, don't pay attention to that evil girl! She's doing evil! We call the surname Yang Rhino Lingwan, rhino horn is a valuable item! "It's still an old blind man who can speak, Yang Bangzi listened to it and felt very useful, but he didn't forget to wave his fist at the little girl. The little girl hid behind her father, sticking out her tongue at Yang and making a grimace.

was making a fuss, Xiao Liangzi shouted at Yang Bangzi: "Come down!" As soon as Yang Bangzi raised his head, sure enough, on the mountain road in front of him, several figures walked down leisurely.

At the head was a tall man in the uniform of the national army, carrying the holster of a shell gun diagonally and shining riding boots. He was followed by two guys, the sturdy one was dressed in a short dress, and the two fast and slow machines were obviously wide open. The other was holding a Hanyang and wearing a broken straw hat.

The old blind man heard that someone was coming down, so he asked the little girl to help him and walked over, Yang Bangzi wanted to follow, but the old blind man waved his hand and did not let him follow.

The two sides stopped more than ten meters away, and there were a few words of black words covered by clouds and mountains, Yang Bangzi was listening to the confusion, and he heard the old blind man shout viciously: "Mom!" Two vultures, you have three cannons! Get out of the drips for Lao Tzu! ”

This throat was shocking, and the echo shook the valley with a buzzing sound, and Yang Stick's ears that were not good for blowing up the cave were suddenly shaken through!

"Oh mama! Third brother! You're still alive! Oh my god! What do you mean? "The people on the mountain road didn't appear, and the voice of crying came first, and the people up and down the mountain stared at the dry and thin old man with big eyes, and they didn't dare to grow angry.

"You bastard! Bite! I'm still looking forward to Lao Tzu's braids! Roll over here, I'll whip you a dog basket! The old blind man put his hands behind his back and shouted with his head tilted back.

The man in the uniform of the national army, whose face was red and white for a while, had already pulled the two guys who accompanied him down to the side of the road.

A middle-aged man with a bald head, a white cloth shirt, and a pair of bloomers with legs tied to his legs, turned out of the hillside with a rolling belt, and his face was shining with sweat or snot and tears.

Ran to a place a few meters away from the old blind man, plopped down and fell to the ground, touched the ground with both knees, kowtowed to the blind man, hugged the old man's legs, howled and cried, snot bubbled vigorously, the little girl behind the old blind man held back a smile, took out a handkerchief and handed it to the bald man.

The bald man took the handkerchief, blew his nose, wiped the sweat and tears from his face, threw the handkerchief, and then cried.

"Look at you, you calf-like! Mom, me up! The old blind man slapped his bald brain with his hand, "Smack! The sound was quite crisp.

The bald man kneeling on the ground stopped crying as if he had been electrocuted, and like a spring, he jumped up, lifted his clothes and wiped the sweat from his face and head.

Yang Bangzi saw the bald man whispering to the old blind man for a long time, the old blind man nodded a few times, but did not speak, and after a while, turned around and called Yang Bangzi over.

Listening to the old blind man introduce each other, Yang Bangzi realized that this funny-looking bald head is actually the head of the national army! of the new second division of the Jin Sui Army.

After the "December Incident" in 39 years, Jin Xianzhang of the new Second Division was neither willing to be the enemy of the Eighth Road, nor willing to disobey Yan Xishan's order to let him suppress the Communists, so he had to lead his troops south, and after encountering the bloody battle of the Japanese army, the whole team was scattered, and some of them followed the division commander to Wei Lihuang, and some returned to the northwest of Shanxi to fight guerrillas, still using the name of the new Second Division.

Yang Bangzi once led his troops to rescue the guerrilla detachment under Lu Shiying's department, and he knew a little about the affairs of the new Second Division. The second vulture in front of him claimed to be the commander of the 3rd Regiment of the former New 2nd Division, and now he is the captain of the Wutai County Basic Guerrilla Brigade.

"Captain Bald, since he is a member of the new Second Division, he is also a damn anti-Japanese team, if he doesn't fight the little devils, why do you still do this robbery business?" Yang Bangzi was not polite, and when he came up, he looked at the other party and asked embarrassing questions.

"Grandma's legs! Which king and eight lambs said that Lao Tzu did not resist the Japanese! Lao Tzu has been a devil for 10 years! The bald man listened to Yang Stick's question, scolded angrily, stretched out his hand to pull out the gun, and was pressed down by the old blind man.

The atmosphere was a little tense, at this time Lao Feng and the others rushed up from behind, and they saw the scene of Yang Bangzi and the bald man rattling, and hurriedly stepped forward, playing in a round field, this bald Lao Feng knew.

"Isn't this Captain Li! Why don't you stay in Wutai, what are you doing in this poor ravine? Lao Feng pushed Yang stick aside and turned around to greet the bald man.

"His grandma drips! The little devil is all over the mountains and fields, running with Lao Tzu's ass! This didn't go down the ravine to the north, ran out of food, and begged your army for food. After saying that, he arched his hand, and he was no stranger to this big-eyed and smiling old Feng, Li Bald was no stranger, and among the liaison officers sent by the Communist Party to the new Second Division in 38 years, there was this surnamed Feng.

Since the one who blocked the road recognized the eldest brother, Lao Feng also accosted the old acquaintance of the national army, and he collected the gun in both clicks. The team went out of the ditch, and on the flat ground in front of the ditch, another team lined up and waited for a long time.

Yang Stick was not ambiguous, and as soon as he gave a command, the soldiers immediately assembled, and quickly lined up, "One!" Two! Three! The ground reported the number, and a set of instructions came down, and it was neatly executed. The two groups of men and horses lay face to face on the flat ground, silent.

This is more energetic, the national army is wearing everything, there are yellow Central Army uniforms, there are Jin Sui Army's blue cloth uniforms, and Huang Tutu's devil military uniforms have been changed, and many people are still wearing bloomers and various undershirts. There was a Czech-style light machine gun in front of the team, and the people were carrying Hanyang-made, medium-formal, old sleeves, and 38 big covers, all kinds of guns.

On the side of the Eighth Road, although the military uniform is black to gray is also several colors, but it is all a unified standard of the Eighth Route military uniform, after two battles, the shotgun has been replaced by a cannon, and the soldiers have a clear 38 cover plus a small tick of their 81 style, the front of the team crooked and the Czech-made each have a one, and there is also a black iron cylinder, which is also a small cannon!

In terms of numbers, the national army had the advantage, densely lined up in several rows, with two or three hundred people. Yang sticks and they are fewer, but everyone knows in their hearts that the Eighth Road is also a regular army, and there are many people on the other side, and they are miscellaneous! If you really start to do it, if there are many people, it will be a duck on the shelf!

The old blind man came out to fight a round, and Regiment Commander Li was angry and asked the adjutant to disband the troops. Here, Lao Feng and Lao Wuzi also helped Commissar Hong over, persuaded Yang Bangzi, and also disbanded the soldiers of the detachment.

Look at the sun has slanted westward, listen to the platoon commander who led the way, and then go north through this cornfield, there is a two or three miles of land, that is, a dirt road, and then go over and walk for half a day, you will arrive at Beishan Valley, Guojiabaozi is at the mouth of the valley.

Who would have thought that the people of the new Second Division would also go to Beishanyu, and listen to the old blind man come back to spread the word that this Wutai backbone guerrilla force has not eaten serious food for a few days, and the nearby villagers have all moved to the mountains in the southwest.

There was no trick, and finally Yujian's fellow gave advice, saying that there was grain in Guojiabaozi within a radius of dozens of miles, so he pulled the team to borrow grain, saying that it was borrowing, that is, to blackmail food. Fang just wanted to hug the grass and beat the rabbit, and by the way, he robbed the eight roads, but the water washed the Dragon King Temple and snatched out a big brother!