From a distance, it can be seen that the woman is tall, with black hair scattered over her shoulders, and her face cannot be seen clearly for the time being. The upper body wears a local style batik printed cross-placket women's dress, similar to a short cheongsam, but without a skirt, and the lower body is blue cloth pants, white socks and black shoes. It is very different from the local women working in the fields that Ma Qiang observed, although they were also plain but without patches.

Look at this woman again, carrying a burden and jumping from the boat to the shore, the action is clean and neat, someone handed the telescope to him, this kung fu Ma Qiang turned his eyes slightly, and saw a boatman turning over the plank, pulling up a bundle of things from below, looking very difficult, it is not difficult to see what it is with Ma Qiang's eyesight. Sure enough, when the female commander was pointing, someone untied the cloth cover and poured out the bundled rifle from it.

"Black Dragon, Black Dragon, I'm a purple weasel and have an emergency report."

Within five seconds of waiting for 419 to reply, he saw someone pull out a crooked machine gun from under the ship's plank. Ma Qiang thought to himself, is this a blessing or a curse for the team leader?

"Black Dragon waiting for a call."

"Watch out for the fleet in the river, they don't come well, they may have to do it. Tell the team leader about this. ”

"Understood, tell them right away."

Ma Qiang saw a machine gunner stuffing bullets into the machine gun's feed funnel in a row, and someone next to him inserted scattered bullets into the bridge clip. The others were distributing rifles and ammunition, and when he looked closer, he saw that the rifles in this group were in very old condition, and the models were very messy, and each person seemed to have only two rows of ammunition, and it was clear that the battle would not last long.

He felt that something was wrong, so he slid down the tree, and Qijin was squatting in the grass beside him to nibble on a piece of military rations. Ma Qiang beckoned Qijin to him, and then showed him the photos stored in the camera, hoping that he would recognize the people in it.

Qijin stared at the LCD screen behind the camera, and his eyes were about to fall out.

"Obediently, what is this, why is it still alive?" He couldn't help but be curious to touch it, but Ma Qiang slapped his hands away.

"Don't touch it, let me ask you, is this Brother Tang Long who ran away in the morning?"

Ma Qiang had already roughly seen that the person was Tang Longdi who was hanging from a tree with Qijin in the morning and was beaten, but it was dark at that time and he couldn't see it exactly, so he asked Qijin to confirm it.

"That's right, it's him, okay, he really gave a message to the advance team, and I was shot."

"What marching team? Ventilation of the message? ”

"When I was repairing the separation wall in Qingxiang at Jinsi Niang Bridge, it was this group of advance team that suddenly appeared and killed the local maintenance president," seeing that Ma Qiang still didn't understand what he meant, he continued, "Look at the big lady next to me, she is the commander of the advance team, called ...... It's called the double gun Huang Eighth Sister. ”

"Oh?"

Ma Qiang was stunned, he had heard of Huang Zuoliang's mouth, but how did he become the eighth sister when he reached the mouth of seven catties.

"Half a month ago, I met this kid when I was building the separation wall at the Golden Silk Niang Bridge, and he said that he was from the fourth Baobao of Fengjing, and he said to me one night that if there was a gun, we would run. At first I thought he was bragging, but the advance team actually came; He and I had another named Xu Youtian, and when the gunfire became quieter, we ran away. As a result, the Japanese ironclad car chased us along the railway from Pinghu and blocked us and the advance team, and the sudden machine gun on the Japanese train killed dozens of people in the advance team, and I hid in the grass, and was also shot in the leg by the Japanese who did not open their eyes, and the two boys were fine. ”

"Who's paying attention to hiding in Hengpu Old Street?"

"It's Brother Tang Long, he ran away with me all night, and said that he knew that there was an empty shop on the old street, and the shopkeeper went to Shanghai, so he could hide from people, and when I recovered from my injuries and the limelight passed, I went to my hometown."

"So, he's pretty funny?"

"It's interesting, but he didn't say he knew the advance team."

Qijin looked at the person in the display screen and could still move, it was a video taken by Ma Qiang casually, he swallowed his saliva, and couldn't believe that what was in front of him was real.

"I said little brother, is it good to advance the team?" Ma Qiang asked.

"It's okay to fight the security regiment, it's far worse than the Japanese, and those who didn't run away that day were stabbed to death with bayonets by the Japanese soldiers who came out of the ironclad car."

"Is that so?"

Ma Qiang put away the camera by himself, pondered, and wanted to touch it completely regardless of the interest of Qijin.

"Big brother, your stuff is really interesting, more modern than those foreign goods in the Shanghai window."

"What are these? And the more modern ones you don't see. ”

Ma Qiang subconsciously glanced up, and even he couldn't see the hovering drone.

"I also want to fight devils, I want to join you and be a military commander."

Qijin whispered, obviously having some misunderstanding of the identity of this group; As for where this country boy heard the word military commander, Ma Qiang didn't know.

"How many years did you go to school?"

"After 2 years, I can write my name and settle accounts."

"Then our military will not accept it."

Ma Qiang dealt with it casually, while anxiously waiting for the news of the black dragon.

"I'm a cobbler and I make shoes. I have killed pigs, and I dare to kill, to kill Japanese. ”

"That's not going to work either."

"Do you think I'm too young?"

"No, it's because you're too old."

Qijin looked at Ma Qiang stupidly, not knowing what he meant by this.

"Purple weasel, black dragon here." The walkie-talkie sounded, interrupting their conversation.

"I'm here."

"Director Lin thinks that these people are guerrillas, and they can communicate with each other if necessary, and I would like to ask your opinion."

"The team leader judged correctly, I just inquired about it here, it is indeed the people of the Jiangnan Advance Team, there is an acquaintance in the team who owes us a favor, you can contact us if necessary, it seems that they are going to do something to Huang Lane Village, if necessary, I will communicate from the periphery."

"Acquaintances?"

"Yes. You tell the team leader that Brother Tang Long, who was rescued in the morning, is the internal response of the advance team, and he understands it as soon as he hears it. ”

"Okay."

Cheng Dayang on the submarine is also a mess, and he just tells the truth regardless of it.

Ma Qiang climbed back to the treetops and continued to monitor the situation ahead, he always felt that this so-called advance team was more like a group of badly trained and unfamiliar guerrilla warfare ragtag troops; First of all, the reconnaissance on the shore was very insufficient, and he had no grasp of the surrounding situation at all, maybe he just ran into the relatively small number of detectives pursuing Lin Xiuxuan, and was ready to pick up a bargain. If they had sent people into the village to reconnoitre, it would not have been difficult to find that more than 40 security teams had arrived in the east of the village. However, their way of moving around the countryside by boat caught Ma Qiang's attention, and it seemed that as Team Leader Lin had judged, it was far more convenient and discreet to rely on the river to maneuver in this area than to move on land.

Look at the woman who went ashore again, carrying her burden in a basket, wrapping an orchid-wrapped turban around her head, and carrying a white flower in her bun, as if she wanted to disguise herself. She turned her face to teach her subordinates the appropriate kung fu, Ma Qiang finally saw the woman's face clearly, her eyebrows were extraordinarily delicate, and she had a bit of wild charm; It is not as white as snow, but it is beautiful in the dark; In his gestures, he showed a sassy and heroic posture that was very different from ordinary women.

Yesterday in the courtyard of the Huang family, Ma Qiang had heard that this Huang Bamei could make two guns, with an anti-Japanese team, and later outside the Jin Acropolis, and saw the notice that the "female commander" was killed by the Japanese.

"What a heroine in the green forest, but it's a pity that she doesn't act carefully and is too reckless."

Ma Qiang sat on the branch and sighed. In fact, his impulsiveness and recklessness are also his fault, but he himself has not yet noticed this layer, of course, it does not prevent him from examining others with a particularly critical eye.

He counted the number of people again, a total of thirty-two people, which is much less than the number of enemies observed by the drone, but since he has a machine gun, it seems that there will be some advantages in fire suppression, of course, he did not observe that the machine gun is followed by a secondary shooter, which means that the fire will not last long. He reported these situations one by one through the drone, hoping that Lin Xiuxuan would quickly make up his own mind, no matter how he acted, it was best not to be caught between the firepower of both sides.

In Huang Lane Village, the security team is banging gongs and kicking doors from house to house, forcing villagers to gather at the threshing floor. The villagers in this area are used to being harassed by these people, but they are not too afraid, they know that the so-called large gathering of villagers is most likely to send people from above to promote political clean-up of the township, or force the exchange of fiat currency for the central reserve bonds, or at worst, to apportion labor to repair the separation wall of the township; Maybe follow a few words of the slogan of the Three People's Principles * National Founding of the People's Republic of China, and it will disperse; So the villagers dragged their families and ran towards the open space in the middle of the village to dry the grain. This Yellow Lane Village is a large local village, and more than 1,000 men and women have gathered at once.

Seeing that the people of the security team were approaching with gongs, Lin Xiuxuan thought in his heart that except for the stove made of plaster, there was nothing else in this dilapidated house, and there were no other people, and there were no two people at all. Once this group of people breaks in, it is inevitable that they will have to do it. Judging from the information of the drone, at present, the confrontation between the three armed groups here is very delicate, and they are sandwiched between the three parties, which is easy to expose, so it is better to blend into the crowd and wait for changes is the most reasonable choice.