Chapter Twenty-Seven: Catching a Turtle in an Urn

"It's better if the Sichuan army comes here tonight," Cheng Nuo turned to Chen Liu: "Let's give them an urn to catch turtles... Kill as many as you want, and tomorrow the road will be a little easier. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Cheng Nuo is not talking big, as long as there are enough bullets, if he encounters a patrolling Sichuan army on the road, he can only be regarded as unlucky for the Sichuan army. The equipment of the Sichuan army was already quite backward, and the patrolling Sichuan army was mainly rifles, which had no lethality to Cheng Nuo at all.

Although Cheng Nuo captured not many bullets, there were nearly 100 rounds, which was almost equivalent to the strength of a company.

The only thing that could cause damage to Cheng Nuo was a grenade, but as long as he was careful, the early warning distance of 400 meters was enough for Cheng Nuo to nip the danger in the bud.

In Cheng Nuo's view, only when he descends the mountain to face a large force of enemy troops, will he really face the threat of large-caliber artillery shells.

This means that Cheng Nuo's mana is always in a state of insufficiency, if the mana can keep up, ordinary cannonballs are afraid that he can't help him.

Of course, this is only Cheng Nuo's situation, considering that Dai Lan has other fighters, there will definitely be more concerns.

Although Cheng Nuo did not say these words to Chen Liu and others, there was a record of 1V30 in the afternoon, and everyone was indeed more convinced by his words.

A soldier directly agreed with Cheng Nuo's words: "That's right, if you are really recognized, it's a big deal to fight with them, it's better than falling down the mountain and falling to your death... Anyway, this life has already been picked up. ”

Chen Liu gritted his teeth, slapped the table and scolded: "These days I have been hiding in Tibet, and I have worn out Lao Tzu's courage!" … Comrade Cheng Nuo, you are right, the enemy does not know that we have taken this stronghold, and it is a good opportunity... These white dogs will only come in batches, as long as we prepare well, as many enemies can be taken, and maybe more comrades can be rescued. ”

Chen Liu is right, the stragglers of the Red Army have no chance to take a village like today, the key is that no news has been leaked, in this case, not only is there no danger to stay here, but those Sichuan troops who go out to carry out search missions may also throw themselves into the net.

With a unified opinion, Cheng Nuo's request was quickly implemented.

The sentry post on the high platform remained motionless, and two Sichuanese-speaking warriors were sent to the door, while a large room a little further from the door was cleaned up, next to which was the kitchen.

There were a few tables in the room, and four warriors stayed inside, including the wounded one. They will be responsible for dealing with the Sichuan troops who have been brought in.

When there were few people who came, they were brought into the house and killed, and when there were many people, they were brought to the square and surrounded by them.

Cheng Nuo asked Chen Liu to arrange the order of duty to ensure that everyone could get enough rest.

As for Cheng Nuo, he changed into the officer's clothes, found a recliner, and let him lie not far from the door, so that everyone could see him when they came in.

From a psychological point of view, having an officer resting in this place gives a higher sense of security.

The reason why Cheng Nuo came to be an officer in person was not because he was an official fan, but because no one else could show the fierce and condescending appearance of a low-level officer in the Sichuan Army. Comrade Cheng Nuo scattered his military uniform and shirt, and carried a gun in his right hand, and an image of a pretending to be a chic bully of men and women jumped on the paper.

Chen Liu was a little more convinced of Cheng Nuo's identity as a propagandist, and they were the most loose in the Red Army.

… Okay, you look like a student?

Compared with Cheng Nuo, Dai Lan is much better, and it is absolutely no problem to wear a military uniform and be heroic.

Of course, Dai Lan also wanted to participate in the battle, but of course Cheng Nuo would not agree. However, he was worried that the repression would cause a backlash, so he temporarily appointed her as a hygienist and quartermaster, on the one hand, responsible for cleaning and bandaging the wounds while the wounded, and on the other hand, responsible for counting the seizures of today's battle, and sorting out the things to be taken away tomorrow, such as food, ammunition, and so on. Quietly limiting her range of movement to the room behind her and the backyard.

Dai Lan was obviously a little unhappy, but Cheng Nuo knew that he could only listen to it.

"There is no distinction between high and low in the revolution, only the division of labor is different," Cheng Nuo's original words are as follows: "Your role is very great, and what and how much you bring determines whether we can go smoothly along the way." ”

… In fact, it's just a little thing, what is there to collect?

… There is also a bandaging of wounds, bandaging it, why can't you always change the habit of tying a bow?

As for the villagers, after preparing dinner, Cheng Nuo arranged them in the room furthest from the door.

The sun had already set, and it was already starting to darken.

In the mountains in May, a slight cool breeze blows, dotted with sporadic gunfire in the distance, revealing a strange coziness.

A bell hung from a string connected from a high sentry post rang softly, a predetermined code.

… Three people, two of whom were enemies.

… Piece of cake!

"Stop!" The sentry at the door stopped the visitor: "Which part?" ”

"Twentieth Army's."

"Take out the documents and look at them." The sentinel looks very responsible.

The sentry who came to look at the high platform and Cheng Nuo lying on the chair did not argue, obediently took out his documents, the sentry checked it carefully, and then raised his hand and pointed to the room: "Go over there, there is hot soup and hot rice, go eat two bites first." ”

It is necessary to check carefully... What if someone else pretends to be oneself? That's a mistake.

Cheng Nuo is right, he occupies this place, and he only checks on others, and others can't think of checking himself at all.

"So good?" The two Sichuan soldiers showed surprise in their eyes and turned their faces to look over.

A lantern had been set up under the porch of the house used as an ambush, and a figure was shaking inside, and the smell of rice came from afar.

At this time, it was really time to eat, Cheng Nuo didn't waste it, and let them make it before withdrawing the villagers, on the one hand, it can lure the enemy, and on the other hand, it can also be used as a supper.

"Hurry up, it's too late to be robbed by someone else, no wonder I'm gone," the sentry said.

"Brother, then this Red I bandit..."A Sichuan soldier pointed to a Red Army soldier with his hands tied and his face stained with blood.

… Cheng Nuo's image is really successful.

"Okay, I'll help you take it over there and lock it up," a sentry stretched out his hand and pulled the Red Army soldier over: "Don't worry, the credit is yours, and no one will rob you." ”

"Thank you, brother..."The two Sichuan army starving ghosts turned their heads and ran towards the house where the smell of rice wafted in.

"Stupid!" The sentry smiled contemptuously, turned and walked over to the Red Army soldier who had been escorted, and untied the rope.

There was a puzzled look on the face of the Red Army soldier.

"My own people." The sentry said softly.

The Red Army soldiers widened their eyes, looked at the sentry, and looked at Cheng Nuo, who was lying there without looking at this side, with a ruffian atmosphere.

Turning his head again, he saw that the two Sichuan soldiers rushed into the house just now as if nothing had happened.

The tactics of catching turtles in the urn were very successful.