In the autumn of 1942, the independent reunion was scattered from time to time, and it became more and more mixed and strong in the northwest of Shanxi. After staying in Shanxi Province for a long time, Li Yunlong unconsciously learned some of the tricks of Shanxi's rich people when they were doing business, and before going to war, he calculated his own capital, and did it if he was cheap. When he convened a meeting of cadres above the platoon level of the whole regiment, he said: "Starting with me, all the cadres of the regiment must have a correct attitude, put down the shelves of the regular army, and only regard themselves as ...... What is it? That's right, when you are the king of the mountains and forests. How does the King of the Mountain live? Drink wine in large bowls and eat meat in large pieces, and divide gold and silver on scales. Where did wine, meat, gold and silver come from? By the way, it was robbed, can you call the king of the mountain if you don't rob it? Why does he have to drink the northwest wind when he eats meat and drinks wine? We also have to eat meat and drink wine. If you have devils and traitors, we have to have them, and if you don't, you will rob his mother. In the future, the whole regiment will go out alone with the company and platoon as a unit, and I will not care how the battle is fought, and the company and platoon commander will have the final say. Touching the camp, ambushing, digging traps, beating sticks, kidnapping tickets, anyway, as long as it is against the devil and traitor, what do you like, I can make it clear, whoever comes to the common people, I will shoot him. ”

Zhao Gang hurriedly added: "The head of the regiment is just an analogy, not really asking you to be the king of the mountain. In fact, this is the popular way of guerrilla warfare, and comrades should correctly understand what the regiment commander means. ”

Li Yunlong glared at Zhao Gang dissatisfied, and then said: "There is only one principle, you can only take advantage and not suffer losses. We can't do loss-making business. Anyway, as soon as the gun goes off, you have to get something for Lao Tzu to come back, I don't choose food, I want everything, food, clothing, guns, ammunition, get too much, I don't have too much, I get less, I'm not happy, I have to scold my mother if I don't get it. Of course, I don't want everything, so I don't want to get me a Japanese......"

The platoon commanders burst into laughter. Xiuqin, director of the Zhaojiayu Village Women's Rescue Association, walked into the door with a large bundle of freshly made military shoes, and when she heard Li Yunlong's foul words, she was neither advancing nor retreating, and she made a big red face.

Zhao Gang played the round and said, "Break the meeting, end the meeting, go back and prepare." ”

Li Yunlong usually likes to speak foul language, but he never said it in front of his lesbians, and he was a little embarrassed when he met Xiuqin today.

Xiuqin just turned 18 years old. Girls in the mountains marry early, usually at the age of fifteen or sixteen. According to the eyes of the people in the mountains, 18-year-old Xiuqin is about to enter the ranks of old girls, if she doesn't catch up with the chaos, how can the girl not get married at the age of 18? Although Xiuqin is not pretty, after all, she is at the age of youth, and her red face is a little shy, and her words and gestures can bring a little feminine warmth to those men who fight on the battlefield all day long.

Zhao Gang said to Xiuqin seriously: "Comrade Xiuqin, on behalf of the cadres and soldiers of the whole regiment, I would like to express my gratitude to all the women of the Zhaojiayu Women's Rescue Association, the military shoes you make are really a charcoal in the snow, we must kill more devils......

"Okay, okay, Lao Zhao, why are your clichés the same every time? I can memorize it. The following words must be 'we will never disappoint the expectations of our fellow villagers', right? You intellectuals, it's just too sour. Li Yunlong unceremoniously interrupted Zhao Gang's words.

Zhao Gang was also a little embarrassed, he scratched his head and said: "Yes, yes, how else can we say that intellectuals should be combined with the masses of workers and peasants?" Lao Li, do you really remember that I say the same thing every time? ”

"That's right, not a word is bad, let alone other local comrades, I'm tired of hearing it. Actually, can't you talk a little bit? Sister Xiuqin, you ladies make military shoes, we guys fight devils, don't be polite to anyone, the revolutionary division of labor is different, what do you have, just tell us, what can be done, what can't be done, I have to do it in a different way. That's how close to that, isn't it, big sister Xiuqin? ”

Xiuqin smiled and said: "Or listen to what the head of the regiment says, it's all a family, what's polite?" The head of the regiment said, just say something, do what you can do, and do what you can't do, right? ”

Li Yunlong said with a big grin: "Of course, the eldest husband has made a word, and the horse is difficult to chase." ”

"Okay, I can say, the militia in the village have all fired guns, why don't they shoot the women's rescue association? Everyone has a role in fighting devils, why can I only make military shoes for women? Doesn't that look down on women? I know that there are not many guns on the team, and everyone can't send them, but I'm a cadre anyway, so it's always okay to send me one, right? ”

Li Yunlong prevaricated: "Oh, how can you look down on women? I'm just afraid that you won't make it, and you didn't beat the devil but beat yourself. In this way, the next time I go to the city to get you a piece of flower cloth, women are women, and fighting with guns is a man's business, what do you want a gun for? ”

Xiuqin was unhappy: "The head of the regiment doesn't talk much, he fools people, and he is a husband!" Not even as good as women. ”

Li Yunlong couldn't hold his face, he took out the Browning pistol that Chu Yunfei sent, took out **, flicked his fingers a few times, and Huang Chengcheng's bullets jumped out one by one**. He spread the gun and bullets on the table with a loud cry and said, "You press the bullets and load them, and the gun will be yours." ”

"Talking counts?" Xiuqin is full of joy.

"Of course, we've always had a nail in one spit."

Xiuqin is not very skilled in pressing the bullet into the **, and then inserting it**, pulling the sleeve to push the bullet into the chamber. She happily waved her pistol and said, "That old crow's nest in the tree in the yard is so annoying, I'm going to knock it down." ”

Frightened, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang both jumped up and said in a loud voice: "Okay, okay, this gun belongs to you, close the insurance, don't go off......"

Xiuqin said proudly: "My brother is a battalion commander in the 120th Division, and he taught me how to use guns. ”

Zhao Gang gloated and smiled: "I originally wanted to embarrass others, but now I will lose it, right?" ”

Li Yunlong stiffened his neck and said, "What is this? Lao Tzu does what he says, otherwise would he still be a gentleman? Xiuqin, there are only five bullets, save a little use, this kind of bullet has no place to replenish, it will be gone after the fight, a gun without bullets is equal to scrap iron, you will give it to me when the time comes. ”

Xiuqin said, "Why should I give it to you again?" This is my gun. ”

Zhao Gang revealed: "Don't listen to him, he still has a box of bullets." ”

Li Yunlong sighed: "I'm afraid of a traitor in everything." ”

Xiuqin happily went out.

Zhao Gang looked at Xiuqin's back and said, "Lao Li, this girl has been a little wrong lately, why do you always run to you?" I guess I have a crush on you, right? ”

"!" Li Yunlong looked at the map carefully, and didn't take it to heart at all.

At night, heavy snow fell from the sky, the northwest wind howled, and the sky and the earth became chaotic. Li Yunlong took the monk back from the village entrance to check the post, only to see a person standing at the gate of the courtyard, and the snow on his body had fallen a thick layer. The monk didn't see who it was, so he instinctively pulled out his shell gun and blocked Li Yunlong behind him and shouted, "Who? ”

"It's me." Xiuqin walked over and saw them wearing the fur coats of the Japanese Kwantung Army, so she smiled and said, "I thought it was a devil who entered the village." ”

Li Yunlong asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"If you have something, I'll report to the head of the regiment."

Li Yunlong waved his hand and said, "Go to the political commissar, I don't have to take care of the affairs of the Women's Rescue Association." ”

Xiuqin didn't squeak, walked into the house with Li Yunlong, and sat on the edge of the kang with her ass.

Li Yunlong asked in surprise: "What's wrong with this girl?" Now that the gun is in hand, what's the matter? ”

The monk was a little impatient, so he said lightly: "Sister Xiuqin, if you have something to talk about tomorrow, the head of the regiment should sleep." ”

This sentence annoyed Xiuqin, and she stood up abruptly and shouted at the monk: "The head of the regiment hasn't driven me away yet, so you've caught up?" I didn't come to you, I want you to talk more? ”

Li Yunlong smiled and played a round game: "How can you talk to local comrades like this? Comrade Xiuqin came to talk to me, it was a business-to-business matter, what are you fooling in? Go, go and sleep in the outer room. Comrade Xiuqin, don't be like him, this kid is still from the temple, he doesn't understand the rules, I will definitely criticize him tomorrow. ”

The monk muttered, "Why is it like taking gunpowder?" Rushed to me, this temper, how to find my mother-in-law? He climbed onto the kang outside, covered his head with a quilt and went to sleep.

Li Yunlong has grown so big, he has never sat alone with a woman and talked, and he has no experience with women. In the all-male world of the military, there is no opportunity to deal with women, and occasionally he encounters a more standard-looking woman, and he will inevitably think about it. When he was in good spirits, he also told some meat jokes with men, and once bragged when he was drinking, and made up a vulgar love story, saying that there was once a good girl in his hometown, and he kissed his good friend on the haystack of the threshing floor. Others asked, "What happened later?" He didn't dare to make it up, because he didn't know the bottom of his heart. If something that hasn't happened is easy to make up, he just prevaricated: "If it weren't for the jute riots, Lao Tzu would have become a Red Army, and now the baby has also given birth to a full kang." Although we said that we had a head of sorghum flowers at that time, we were also handsome in our ten miles and eight villages, and the threshold was kicked through by the matchmaker. Others said: "Listen to him, take the things in the dream as true, he thinks he is Ximenqing." "Bragging is bragging, now that there is really a girl sitting in front of him, Li Yunlong is a little stupid, and he is a little at a loss for a while. He poured a bowl of boiling water for Xiuqin, and stuffed a handful of firewood into the kang hole, and he didn't know what to do.

Xiuqin suddenly sobbed, startling Li Yunlong, and he hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?" Did someone bully you? ”

Xiuqin sobbed and said, "Commander, do you look down on me?" ”

"Where are these words? Never. ”

"Then why did the military shoes I made for you wear on the monk's feet?"

Li Yunlong asked a little confused: "Which pair of shoes are you made?" I don't know. ”

"The words 'Resist to the End' are embroidered on the soles, and the pair of peonies embroidered on the insoles are specially pulled out of a bundle of shoes and handed them to you." Xiuqin wiped her tears with her sleeve, ran outside to get the shoes from the monk's kang, and threw them on Li Yunlong's kang table.

Li Yunlong remembered it, it seemed that there was such a thing. He didn't care at the time, and gave the shoes to the monk, who threw away the old shoes and put the new shoes on the black big feet. Few soldiers of the Eighth Route Army had socks, and they were all barefoot and shoeed. In addition, the monk never washed his feet, and after only half a day, the shoes became dirty and smelly.

Li Yunlong patted his head: "Oh, I said Xiuqin, why didn't you say it earlier?" I'm so sorry. ”

Xiuqin said: "The soles of people's shoes are worn out, you are good, you can give it to the stinky monk casually, he is dirty, and he deserves to wear such good shoes." ”

Li Yunlong just blindly apologized.

Xiuqin raised her face, stared at Li Yunlong with hot eyes, and said, "Commander, what do you think of this person?" ”

Li Yunlong said: "Yes, yes, I am active in my work and have a high political consciousness. ”

"What else?" Xiuqin said expectantly.

"And ...... The shoes are also well made......" Li Yunlong couldn't think of words.

"Commander, what's wrong with you? Why don't the five-foot-tall men even dare to raise their heads? My girl in the mountains is uneducated, she can't understand so many twists and turns, she will only go straight, let me tell you clearly, leader, I like you. Two red glows flew up on Xiuqin's face.

Under Xiuqin's hot gaze, Li Yunlong was confused. His face turned a little purple, he gasped for breath, and stammered: "Xiuqin, there is a war now, maybe one day, I will ......"

Xiuqin covered his mouth and said, "Don't say unlucky things." You are a hero, how can there be no mother-in-law by the hero's side? If you like me, I'll be your mother-in-law. You are tired and hungry, I will wait for you, cook and wash for you. You are injured, I guard you, take care of you, and feel sorry for you. If you really have three long and two short...... I will give you linen and filial piety, I will give you a widow for a lifetime, I will be a mother-in-law for you, and I will be willing to ...... for the rest of my life" Xiuqin threw herself into Li Yunlong's arms with tears.

Li Yunlong only felt a "boom", his whole body seemed to be on fire, his head was dizzy as if he had drunk too much wine, and the passion that had been sleeping for many years suddenly exploded, and his hand subconsciously stretched out to Xiuqin's button......

The monk outside coughed, seemed to have climbed down from the kang, probably did not find shoes, and simply jumped out of the door barefoot.

There was a loud peeing sound in the courtyard. A cold wind swept the snowflakes into the house, Li Yunlong shivered, and his mind suddenly sobered up. He was ashamed of his gaffe just now: Damn, it's really cowardly, when is this? Can you take care of this? Make people laugh. He pushed Xiuqin away and said with a straight face: "Comrade Xiuqin, it's too late, you can go back." ”

Xiuqin, who was immersed in happiness, didn't pay attention to the change in Li Yunlong's expression at all, she just stood up obediently and helped Li Yunlong spread the quilt, looked at Li Yunlong affectionately and said, "I'm leaving, you have to cover the quilt, don't freeze." ”

Xiuqin is gone, Li Yunlong has lost sleep for the first time when he is so big.

A few days later, Zhao Gang walked into Li Yunlong's house with a snort and said to the monk: "You go out, I have something to say to the head of the regiment." ”

After the monk went out, Zhao Gang glared: "Okay, you cowardly Li Yunlong, you say, what did you do to Xiuqin?" Don't say it's not over with you today. ”

Li Yunlong understood as soon as he heard it, and immediately beat his chest and shouted: "Heaven and earth conscience, Lao Tzu didn't do anything." ”

Zhao Gang said: "Didn't do anything? Right? Do you hug someone? ”

Li Yunlong was deflated and muttered in a low voice: "There is such a thing, but nothing else?" ”

Zhao Gang said: "Isn't this enough? The night before you hugged someone, the next day you pretended to be fine, and you didn't even pay attention to others, so you didn't consider people's self-esteem? Xiuqin came to me to complain, if you don't want to, don't hug others. Xiuqin said, life is your person, death is your ghost, you look at it, who let you do it with other girls? ”

"Is it that serious?" Li Yunlong panicked, grabbed Zhao Gang and said, "Old Zhao, you can't see death without help, this time it's a big disaster." ”

Zhao Gang couldn't help laughing, pretending to think about it and said: "Well, if you want to say that you should also marry a daughter-in-law, other girls are also sincere to you, I think, in terms of conditions, they are not worse than you, what's so great about you?" Isn't it a prince or noble? One of the mud legs. What is Xiuqin not worthy of you? You are a pig's nose with a green onion - pretending to be an elephant. Actually, you pretend to be serious on the surface, but your heart can be like a cat scratching, isn't it? ”

Li Yunlong smiled bitterly: "Old Zhao, don't make fun of me." Our whole regiment is all single, and I can't take this head as the head of the regiment. ”

"Now it's a war, brothers are born together, die together, enjoy happiness together, and be in trouble together, if you want to marry a wife, the whole group of brothers will marry, or be a monk together, I can't be special."

Zhao Gang couldn't cry or laugh: "Oh, I've been making trouble for a long time for this, but you are also the head of the regiment, so you are so enlightened?" Are you a good man in Liangshan? Even the heroes of Liangshan did not marry a daughter-in-law together. Wu Song and Lu Zhishen are singles. It is true that comrades share weal and woe, but marrying a daughter-in-law cannot share weal and woe, or will it be chaotic? We are the Eighth Route Army, not the king of the mountain. The organization stipulates that as long as the age and position are sufficient, they can get married. It's useless for anyone to look at it. I'll just ask you one thing, do you like Xiuqin? ”

"I like it."

"Isn't that all there is to it? I was a witness. After a while, I told the cook, Lao Wang, to take out the canned food that I had seized last time, add some cabbage to boil it in a pot, and hold the wedding tonight. ”

"This ...... All right? Li Yunlong sounded like a dream.

"Nonsense!"

Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang did not expect that while they were arguing, Lieutenant General Yoshio Shinozuka, commander of the Japanese First Army in Shanxi, had decided to carry out a sneak attack on Zhaojiayu Village, the secret stronghold of Li Yunlong's Independent Regiment, based on inside intelligence. Lieutenant General Yoshio Shinozuka had been preparing for this sneak attack for a long time, and he showed his most proud trump card - an elite special forces team trained in Germany. The small village of Zhaojiayu is bound to experience a bloody disaster.

Li Yunlong miscalculated this time, the Japanese army's sneak attack plan was formulated under extremely secret circumstances, and only Yoshio Shinozuka himself and a few of his cronies and staff officers knew about it. Yoshio Shinozuka knows too well about the sensitivity of Li Yunlong's intelligence network. As a veteran Japanese general, he understood that any occupation force, no matter how professional its intelligence system, would always have the upper hand. Because you are an occupying force after all, you are in enemy territory, and everyone living in this land may be enemy intelligence agents, including the puppet army troops who appear to be subservient. The level of top secret is inversely proportional to the number of people who know the secret. The Japanese special forces set out from Taiyuan, did not have any contact with the Japanese strongholds along the way, and ran for a long distance to this inconspicuous mountain village in the northwest of Shanxi. This time, both Li Yunlong's intelligence network and the Kuomintang army's Chu Yunfei's intelligence network all failed.

The special forces of the Japanese First Army stationed in Shanxi are a newly formed special forces, which belong to the Japanese army wing system, which is equivalent to the regimental structure of the Chinese army. Captain Yamamoto Kazuki Daisa graduated from the Imperial Army University, and most of his classmates have become famous army generals, such as the famous Itagaki Seishiro. Yamamoto's military rank was the lowest among the graduates of the same period at the University of Lu, because Yamamoto Kazuki was not interested in the operation of large corps, and his interest was in the study of special operations. In the 30s of the 20 th century, some military personnel interested in special operations appeared in the military academies of various military powers, and their theoretical basis was that on the premise of acknowledging that great men made history, they would never ignore the possibility of small people making history. For example, the Austro-Hungarian Crown Prince Ferdinand was killed by a Serbian little man in Sarajevo, which triggered the First World War, can you say that the little man can't make history? When the balance is in equilibrium, the weight of an ant can cause the balance to tilt, so on the strategic balance, a surprise attack by a small army that is specially trained, well-equipped, and has extremely high combat quality at a critical moment will also tilt the strategic balance.

It's no wonder that Yamamoto Kazuki Daisa couldn't be promoted to a general like his classmates, and the topics he studied were too biased. But he never regretted that World War II was a vast arena for activities, and his American, British, and German counterparts had already shown their skills in Europe, North Africa, and the Pacific theater. The members of the special forces are selected from various units, and they must pass a variety of strict assessments, and the elimination rate is extremely high. At the special forces school in Berlin, Colonel Hohmann, the Germanic instructor who had always looked down on the Orientals, was surprised to find that this group of cadets from the Japanese archipelago had extremely rich practical combat experience, which was by no means something that could be learned in the classroom. The cadets proudly told the colonel that they were all highly educated. In addition, the Japanese army had not stopped fighting since the Manchurian Incident in 1931, and Mr. Hitler had not yet taken care of German affairs.

Kazuki Yamamoto looked down on the old, rigid-minded officials in charge of ordnance production. Look at what weapons they equipped the Japanese army, the five-round loaded Type 38 rifle, each bullet fired had to be pulled by hand to pull the bolt to return the shell, and there was only one light machine gun per squad, and the firepower was too poor. The theory of the ordnance officials is that Japan is a resource-poor country, and if it is equipped with automatic firearms, it will increase the cost of combat, and based on the base of 150 rounds of ammunition carried by individual soldiers, a rifle for single shot may be able to support a day's combat, and a single shot may not be able to withstand an hour. If it wants to equip 1 million army forces, then with the existing resources, productivity, transportation capacity, and logistics support system, it will have to expand 10 times, and such a high-cost war cannot be afforded by Japan.

Kazuki Yamamoto, on the other hand, held the opposite view, arguing that Japan's lack of resources was an objective fact, and that if it were not for this reason, Japan would not have had to fight this war. Since the Manchuria Incident in 1931, China's three northeastern provinces have become Japan's main bases for the supply of resources and the production of munitions, and after the Lugouqiao Incident in 1937 and the August 13 Incident in Shanghai, most of China's land and resources have fallen into Japanese hands. After the outbreak of the Pacific War in 1941, resource-rich Southeast Asian countries were also occupied by the Japanese army. With such a vast occupied area, such abundant resources, and cheap labor, those old people who are a little ill-intentioned to say that they are short of resources, why don't they adjust their arms production in time and come up with better weapons and equipment for the troops? It must be known that on the European battlefield at this time, the individual weapons of the major belligerents were mainly automatic firearms, not to mention the firepower of heavy weapons, and the strength of an army should mainly be reflected in the strength of firepower. Kazuki Yamamoto will never forget the Battle of Nomenkan in 1939, which he personally participated in in the Sino-Mongolian border area, which was a contest of steel, large-scale industrial production, will, flesh and blood. At that time, General Zhukov, commander of the First Army of the Soviet Far East, concentrated 4 tank brigades, 300 aircraft and 250 artillery pieces, and the arrogant Japanese Army realized what modern warfare was. In the depths of the unobstructed Great Gobi, on a frontage more than ten kilometers wide, flying dust swept the earth, and thousands of T-34 Soviet tanks came overwhelmingly, and the tracks of the tanks mercilessly crushed the spirit and body of the Japanese soldiers, burying the arrogant northward ambition of the Japanese empire in the wind-blown and sandy Mongolian Gobi. In this battle, the Japanese army lost more than 50,000 casualties, and the Soviet army suffered less than 3,000 casualties.

Nomenkan, a diabolical name, has left a painful memory on Kazuki Yamamoto that will never be erased.

Although Yamamoto Kazuki, a realist, knew that he could not change the equipment of the Japanese Army, he still had the power to equip this small special force of less than 100 people with advanced weapons. Each member of the special forces is equipped with a German-made Hip Sell MP38*** and a German-made 20-round barge gun, each combat team has 10 people, and is equipped with two light machine guns, and the individual firepower is satisfactory.

For this operation, Yamamoto Kazuki Daisa was very unimpressed, he thought that Lieutenant General Yoshio Shinozuka was a bit presumptuous, although the Eighth Route Army was a strong combat force in the entire Chinese army, but in his eyes, this army composed of peasants who had never seen the world was simply not an army. Dressed in tatters like a flower child, they are worried when it comes to winter, their government does not even issue cotton military uniforms, and it is considered first-class equipment to have a captured 38-type rifle, and most of the soldiers still use the products of the Hanyang Arsenal created by Zhang Zhidong, the minister of the Qing court at the end of the 19th century, Hanyang-made, the accuracy of this rifle is extremely poor, and jamming is a common thing. Even with such inferior weapons, ammunition was desperately scarce, and each soldier could not fit five rounds. It is a joke that such an army dares to fight against the imperial army. What angered Yamamoto Kazuki the most was that Lieutenant General Yoshio Shinozuka actually ordered his elite special forces to attack a small regimental headquarters called Hanako in a long-distance attack, which was simply an insult to Yamamoto Kazuki. According to his plan, this special forces should go to Chongqing to sneak attack Chiang Kai-shek's official residence, arrest the bald chairman, or secretly land in Hawaii by submarine, catch MacArthur's old bastard, and at the last time kill the commander of the US Pacific Fleet. Isn't that too much to give him face?

Dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, and of course the order still has to be carried out. Li Yunlong, the soil bun, never dreamed that he would become a big man, and a well-trained special forces armed to the teeth came for him, which was simply a presidential-level treatment. At least it's a privilege that only a general with a heavy army can enjoy.