The old five son replied to the password vigorously in his mouth, with a smile on his face, rubbed five or six steps away from the devil, and threw half a pack of cigarettes into the arms of the devil with the gun. The other devil also got the benefits, and the fifth son "swooped" again, and a fat chicken leg wrapped in lotus leaves in his arms also fell into the devil's arms.

"Taijun! Misi Missy drops! Smoke cigarettes! A whole sip of wine? The two devils were still stunned by the things flying over, and the fifth son shook the wine bottle and took the steps of the drunken eight immortals, so he got up.

The slap doesn't hit the gift-giving face, the little devil smokes a cigarette and gnaws on the chicken legs, what is the password is not a password, patting the shoulder of the old five sons and chanting vigorously: "You drop a big drop of conscience!" ”

Talking to the devil and talking about the devil, you and I drank the wine one by one, and the old five sons stomped around to figure it out, just now from a distance I only reconnoitred that there were two clear posts at the gate of the warehouse, and this will get closer to see that there are two dark sentry in the bunkers on both sides of the gate.

As for whether there is a fixed post in the warehouse, and the door is closed, I don't know. The old five sons listened to the fact that there was no movement in the town, and estimated that they had already succeeded in touching Yang Stick, and they should be moving towards the warehouse at this moment, and they would have to change people in a two-hour shift without starting.

The fifth son gave Wang Erhan a look, and the young man who was talking nonsense to the devil who was gnawing on the chicken leg understood it, and quietly pulled out the dagger with his hands behind his back.

The right knee slammed into the legs of the little devil who was smoking, the devil snorted, bent down with his leg in pain, hugged the devil's head with both hands, and the left knee of the old five son hit the other party's chin again, and the devil flew out more than a meter backwards, spit blood in his mouth and twisted his body a few times and did not move.

The one who gnawed on the chicken leg died relatively simply, Wang Erhan raised his hand to help the devil stuff the whole chicken leg into his throat, and the dagger in his right hand stabbed it from the ribs and directly pierced it to the heart, but unfortunately half of the chicken leg was stabbed.

The fifth son's eyes flickered, and the devil's secret whistle in the fortification seemed to hear the laughter outside and stopped abruptly, poking out his head to take a look. Two cold rays of light flew out of the hands of the fifth son, hitting the mouths of the two devils, straight into the throat, and the devils pinched their necks in pain, "Ah! Yes! The ground groaned.

The two of them jumped over with one arrow step, one for each person, and the devil on the ground was also stabbed by the pickpocket. The old five sons poked their heads out and looked at the stronghold of the turret a mile away, but there was no movement there, so they quickly took off the devil's clothes and changed them, and the two picked up the devil's rifle and pretended to stand on the sentry post.

Yang Bangzi hid in the dark place on the corner of the street, saw clearly, waved his hand lightly, and whispered to the soldiers not to worry, he went over to see the situation first, and then learned to call the night owl as a signal, and the others went over.

It seems that the little devil has occupied Yinfang Town for a long time, and this vigilance has been relaxed. The sentry posts at the gate of the courtyard are sparse and confusing, and there is not a single guard in such a large area at the courtyard gate, and there is no one in the duty room of the treasury. Yang Bangzi scolded in his heart! This is out of duty and should be shot!

There are a total of six warehouses in the compound, the one on the left hand side is a storage room for guns and ammunition, and the next one is full of quilts and cotton cloth. The remaining four rooms were full of grain, and the marijuana packets fell one by one, and they were all piled on top of the warehouse!

Yang Stick spun around, sucked in his mouth, and said in his heart that there are so many good things, it's a pity to blow up and burn! But we brought about 20 people, even if the dozen or so carts in the puppet army garrison were full, we could pull at most a fraction of the things in this warehouse.

In particular, stacks of cotton cloth were enough for a regiment of soldiers to wear new uniforms. This gun and ammunition are often seized, it's not uncommon, Yang Bangzi knows that cotton cloth and cotton are the most difficult materials for the logistics of our Eighth Route Army. The common people in the base area were reluctant to use some cotton themselves, so they spun thread and weaved it into cloth for our soldiers, and it was not certain how long it would take to send out new military uniforms.

After two rounds of grinding, Yang Bangzi gritted his teeth like a miser seeing a treasure trove, and decided not to blow up or burn the warehouse, saying that he would also want to transport some good things out. Yiyi walked out of the gate of the compound, and asked the old fifth son who pretended to be a devil standing guard, is there any contact point for us in this town?

Lao Wuzi thought about it and said that he had designated it before, but he hadn't been here for many years, so he had to ask the local comrades in the county. turned his head and asked Yang Bangzi what he wanted to do, Yang Bangzi said that you are honestly standing guard, and Lao Tzu wants to do something.

After no words for a long time, the fifth son was in a hurry, and pressed his voice to let Yang stick hurry up! Otherwise, the devil will come to change the guard in a while, and he won't be able to do the!

Wang Erhan interjected, saying that the people in our team who came with us didn't have Murakami to lead the way, go and ask if you know. That's right! Why did Yang Bangzi forget this stubble! With a slap on the thigh, he slipped back to the town against the wall.

Sure enough, the guide who led the way was the local cadre who was active in this area, and knew the contact point in the town, so this time he didn't greet the traffic station in advance because he said in advance not to alarm the people. found someone to replace the old five sons and came back, brought local comrades, and the others guarded the devil's stronghold, and a few people ran into the street.

The old Zhang Tou who opened the cotton shop in the town is the only underground traffic officer in Yinfang Town, he and his wife opened a small shop as a cover, and the youngest son helped as a gang in the puppet army station. A native of the country, he has a lively face, and he has a son who has a partner in the Imperial Army, so he has not been exposed in the past few years.

There was a war going on in the surrounding mountains, and there were few people coming and going in the town, and the Dan Cotton Shop had no business, so it closed early. Lao Zhangtou always felt uneasy, and after sending his wife to call his son back, the family of three talked for a while, turned off the lights and fell asleep.

In the second half of the night, Lao Zhangtou was awakened by a knock on the door! Knocking on the door in the middle of the night, what's going on? I listened to it with my ears sideways, and the sound of three long and one short knocking on the door panel sounded 6 times without hurrying. It's up to the team!

Hurriedly called his wife to light the oil lamp, let his son up, took off the door bolt, opened the door of the small courtyard, and several black shadows flashed in, and the old man was startled! These are all Imperial Allies wearing yellow dog skins! The one who is still holding the gun, is he exposed?

Lao Zhangtou's youngest son glanced at these imperial allies who didn't recognize him, and he hadn't taken a picture on the big stove in the barracks, and as soon as he turned around, he grabbed the kitchen knife on the stove in his hand, thinking to himself, if this contact point of his own house is exposed, just fight one and count one, anyway, I can't let the puppet army capture the prisoners!

When the people came to see that the family was nervous enough, they hurriedly waved their hands and explained in a whisper, Yang Stick was clever, and both hands were gesturing the eight figures, shaking back and forth.

The local cadres snatched it over, took off the hat of the puppet army, and approached the oil lamp to let Lao Zhangtou recognize his face, which was not bad, Lao Zhangtou's eyes were not flowered, and he recognized it, he was an eight-way cadre who had come to live in the house before. Only then did he put his mind at ease and beckoned his son to put down the kitchen knife and go to the gate of the courtyard to post a sentry.

Yang Bangzi and Uncle Zhang explained the situation, which meant that the guy who originally wanted to come to Huohuo Devil blew up his warehouse and withdrew after killing some devils, mainly to cooperate with the west to fight the attack, but as soon as he saw that the devil was full of good things in several warehouses, he wanted to see if there was a way to transport them out, so he came to the traffic station.

Lao Zhangtou also said that the devil has brought a lot of things from Laiyuan in recent days, all of which have been transported by truck, and according to his son, they are all prepared for the devils who sweep in the mountains, but it is really difficult to transport them.

The good people in this town, since they were stationed by the devils to repair their strongholds, have basically gone to their relatives and friends, and the rest are either honest people who can stand it, or rich families who have escaped from all over the country and don't deal with them in the eight roads. Just this plus together is a thousand people, and there are few who can row to our side of the Eighth Road.

There are more than a dozen of them in the puppet army compound, and there is a cargo station in the south that also has dozens of mules and horses, but no one can't do it.

Yang Bangzi was also worried, there was not enough manpower at hand, and the town couldn't mobilize the villagers to help, and then sent someone back to Woquegou to transfer people, once and again, it would be dawn at the earliest, and as soon as the day dawned, the devils in the stronghold would be difficult to deal with.

Call the son of the old Zhang Tou and ask how many puppet troops there are in the town? The young man is a clear door, and the gang on the stove is very familiar with the heads of the people who eat. 1510 snapped his fingers and said clearly, there was a half-company of the Imperial Association Army left behind in the town, which was originally a whole regiment, and they all went to the side of Langya Mountain.

The company commander doesn't eat much on the stove, he has a concubine who lives in the street, and this kid usually eats and lives there. The regimental headquarters and a few platoon commanders are still in the compound of the puppet army station, dinner is still there, and the small stove is still open to drink.

This Yinfang town has three exits, southwest and north, and east by mountain cliffs. The devil's big stronghold is in the north entrance, more than a mile away from the town, and the warehouse compound is on the edge of the north entrance. The other two were not garrisoned by Japanese troops at night, and they were also puppet soldiers on duty in one squad.

Yang Bangzi and the others discussed, and simply solved the puppet army of the other two mouths, and then put on the cart, how much they could pull, and try to pull to the south, and at the same time sent people to rush back to Woquegou, and transferred people to the south to meet.

I want to bite the meat to satisfy my hunger, but I have the heart to drive the pig away, but no one helps, and it seems that I can only cut a piece of meat. Yang Bangzi was unwilling, shook his head and took out a cigarette purse.

"This captain, I have a situation to report, saying that I want to finalize it again, are you honestly the eighth road?" The old man squatted at the bellows and asked coldly.

Yang Bangzi was stunned for a moment, turned his face and smiled, and the old five and a few of them also snickered, and said that this fellow was a little interesting, and asked like this.

took out the documents of the Eight Roads from the inside pocket and handed them over, Yang Bangzi is not ashamed of the old traffic officer's question, this is the duty of others, he is laughing at himself, it is estimated that he also has self-knowledge, he looks like he is still wearing the yellow dog skin of the puppet army, and he does not look like the Eighth Road.

The old traffic officer who played cotton has seen a lot, and when he saw the party membership card and the documents of the Eighth Road, they were all real things, and the party age was quite long, but the position was almost there, and he was a company commander, but it was okay, at least it was a real Eighth Road.

Returning the documents to Yang Bangzi, Lao Zhangtou said that at noon, Nanshan Wangzi Village, ten miles away in the south, came to the village's liaison and asked him to help purchase a batch of Chinese medicinal materials, saying that the village was going to pass our army today, and the injured comrades in the army wanted medicine.

In the afternoon, Lao Zhangtou asked his son to secretly do business with our eighth road crude medicine shop, and prepared all the medicinal materials according to the medicine list, which was waiting for someone to pick it up.

What! We've got our team! It's ten miles away! Yang Bangzi's eyes lit up all of a sudden! Even the eyes of the old five sons lit up, and the old five sons put their palms together and said that this big black man is a good fate! When he was arrested, he was going to be taken out and shot, and someone Pegasus came to protect him! Later, every time I made a mistake, someone said something good, and then I wanted to transport the supplies, and there was a large army nearby! It's time to make meritorious service!

It's a good life to be envied! Yang Bangzi's face was happy, and he was kicked by the old five sons on the buttocks, and the old five sons gritted their teeth and said, "You kid really fucking want to come here!" ”

Yang Bangzi immediately turned his mind twice, set Jihua, and asked Uncle Zhang to rush to Nanshan Wangzi Village with the fifth son immediately, and Yang Bangzi led people to solve the puppet army of the other two mouths, and held the warehouse at all costs, waiting for the large army to come.