During this time, there was movement in the Huang family's compound, and several people pushed a cart and jumped into the compound, as if they had hired workers to work in the owner's house. It can be seen from the air that the old man Huang looked around at the door, and then carefully closed the gate, he discussed things with those people in the courtyard, and the old lady of the Huang family danced and gestured next to her from time to time, looking more excited than anyone else. After a while, one of them put down the basket in his hand, pushed his bicycle and hurried out the door, all the way north.

Lin Xiuxuan and Ma Qiang lowered their hats and passed by a melon shed next to the melon field, wanting to try whether they had passed the camouflage this time, but sure enough, the old man who looked at the melon just glanced at the two of them, and did not look at them much, Director Lin was inevitably overjoyed. But Ma Qiang's burden suddenly sounded a slight sound, which really startled the old man who was watching the melon shed, and the fly swatter in his hand fell to the ground.

The three of them hurriedly walked to the sugarcane field half a mile away to hide, and Ma Qiang took out the walkie-talkie.

"Black Dragon, it's not time to communicate yet, what's the situation?"

"Weasel, there is a movement in the family you designated to monitor, someone arrived in the yard just now, and then hurried out on a bicycle, and went north in a different direction than you went."

"Good, follow the cyclist and see where he's going."

"Understood. Also, when you walk, spread out, it looks like a march, and if you are caught, you will not be wronged. ”

"Hehe, I know, I really didn't pay attention."

The three sneaked out of the sugar cane forest and continued on their way. All the way to the edge of Jinwei Town, I found a forest cat and got up, and I saw the Japanese flag fluttering on the head of the city from a distance.

This city was built in the Ming Dynasty, and the villagers pooled money to build it to fight against the Japanese, and the builders would never have thought that one day, a flag of the Japanese would be planted on the city gate.

"Why are there Japanese people in the town? It's July, should the Japanese army shrink its forces, right? Director Lin was obviously a little surprised, and he only made a judgment based on the general history - there should be no Japanese troops in the area.

"Team leader, if there are Japanese, the Huang family wants to find rescuers, they shouldn't go north, they should come here directly." Ma Qiang said that he is different from the crew of No. 419, usually not called Director Lin Xiuxuan, but the team leader.

"It's just a flag, maybe there are no Japanese soldiers in the city." Lu Dacheng said, "It's better for me to investigate, you don't know how to speak the local dialect, so stay here and wait." ”

"Okay, you go check first, be careful."

Lu Dacheng's accent and dress seem to be fine, this kind of thing is naturally not his number, Lin Xiuxuan has no confidence in whether he and Ma Qiang can appear in a crowded place, so he can only hide from a distance and look with a telescope for the time being.

I saw the boatswain stop a peasant carrying a burden in the distance and inquire about something. The telescope continued to move to the walls of Jinweizhen, and on the battlements beneath the Japanese flag, a row of wooden cages full of rotting human heads hung from the Qibrush. Next to the Japanese flag, there is a pseudo blue sky and white sun flag at the same time, but it is a head shorter than the Japanese flag, which is obviously different from inferiority. This flag is similar to the flag of the Kuomintang, except that there is an extra triangular scarf with six words: "*, peace, and nation-building".

There were no Japanese soldiers or traitor guards at the city gate, and the personnel entered and exited unimpeded. There was a great crowd of people at the gate of the city watching the notices that had been posted, but the contents could not be read clearly. Moving the telescope again, the big characters painted on the city wall are very eye-catching: "Strengthen public security, clear the countryside*." ”

At this time, Lu Dacheng also walked to the edge of the city gate and squeezed into the crowd of onlookers. After two minutes, he squeezed out, looked at the city gate, and stopped an old man to ask something. After grinding for a while, he carried the front hem of his robe and hurried back. At this moment, the boatswain dressed in a long shirt and pretending to be a Republican already looked good, while the two agents who ate intelligence meals hid in the woods and did not dare to go out.

Lu Dacheng returned to the woods and explained the news he had found one by one.

It turned out that there were no Japanese in the city at all, and this flag was hung by the local maintenance association on its own initiative, because the task of expelling the fiat currency with the Central Reserve Bonds supervised by Wang Pseudo Ministry of Finance has been stagnant in the countryside since the beginning of the year, and the circulation of fiat currency is still unimpeded, so he came up with a way to hang the Japanese flag to scare the people.

There are no Japanese soldiers in the entire Jinshan County Special Economic Zone Office, and the nearest Japanese soldier is far away in Pinghu, and there is only one squadron, and the second closest is in the downtown area of Shanghai, and the number is more.

The main force of Qingxiang was the puppet government garrison stationed in Zhujing Cangqiao, with several hundred people. At present, in Jinwei Town, there is only the town maintenance association and a police station, and there are more than a dozen pseudo-policemen in charge of household registration.

As for the heads on the city wall, it was the advance team members who were killed when Huang Bamei led his troops to attack the Xincang Jin Siniang Bridge not long ago, because most of these martyrs were natives of Hongxiang, and the Japanese army stationed in Pinghu asked Jinshan County to maintain the association, send people to verify the body of the deceased, and rectify the relatives in accordance with the law of protecting armor and sitting, and the local traitors had an idea, and felt that they could also borrow their heads to intimidate the people's resistance, so they beheaded the corpses and displayed them together with the Japanese flag.

"These dog traitors, Lao Tzu...... Skinned them alive," Ma Qiang heard this, and hit the poplar tree beside him with a punch, and with a click, the trunk of the tree recessed a piece, and the noisy knowledge of the whole forest stopped, and one of the unstable footing fell from the tree. was trampled into the mud by Ma Qiang.

"We're scouting, remember to be careful." Lin Xiuxuan changed to a serious tone and reminded Ma Qiang again.

Ma Qiang was silent, and when his fist was withdrawn, the crumb-like bark fell one after another.

"In this way, the Huang family has sent someone to Zhujing to find a garrison, nearly 200 miles back and forth, and I am afraid that I will not be able to reach it today." The boatswain interjected.

"What about coming?" Ma Qiang looked disdainful.

"Well, even if you come, you can't do anything; Since there is no decent armament in the city, let's go into the city. Lin Xiuxuan made up his mind.

The director analyzed the situation, and it was more likely that Old Man Huang would report his niece, but it didn't matter, the drone was staring at it, forgive them what tricks they played, and they were also under control.

The three men entered the city one after the other. Walking to the gate of the city, sure enough, it was the announcement of the victory of Jin Siniang Bridge issued by the town maintenance association, to the effect that the bandit Huang Bamei was not self-sufficient, and attacked the Xincang government, and was defeated by the Japanese army, losing 57 people, and there seemed to be no leakage, and the dead bodies are currently being counted and the remains of Huang Bamei are being found.

There were highly rotting human heads hanging from the low castle, only swarms of flies flying around, and no one was watching, but no one in the crowd of onlookers dared to climb the tower to collect the corpses of these neighbors, let alone the Japanese flag.

The old town of Jinwei has a history of hundreds of years, and I don't know when the last time the road was built, and the potholes and narrow streets are full of stinking water. Only half of the low-rise shops on both sides of the main street are open, and many vendors carrying firewood and driving geese walk barefoot in the streets, stepping into the sewage.

Many people gathered on the side of the street looked dull and their eyes were in a trance, walking, standing, or standing under the sun in a daze. Lin Xiuxuan noticed that many people sewed a rag on the placket of their clothes, with the name of the household registration written on it, and who the chief of the security was.

What kind of world is this? What kind of people?

"Do you want firewood?" Someone shouted.

Lin Xiuxuan waved his hand to avoid speaking, his Shanghainese accent with a Ningbo accent is easy to show here.

"Do you want children? If you do well, your family can't support you, and you can feed your mouth. ”

Another voice asked.

They kept walking.

A shop on the side of the street had just opened its plank, and the crowd that was still in a daze on the side of the street just now suddenly woke up and swarmed in. Lin Xiuxuan looked up and saw that the gold signboard read: "Quit Smoking Hall". There is also a small print next to it: Approved by the Jiangsu Provincial Administration of Smoking Cessation, Jinshan local soil plaster is sold publicly.

The man at the door shouted loudly: "Connoisseurs have come to take a look, Hongji Shantang Persia has arrived with genuine goods." The General Administration of Smoking Cessation is a franchise, and there are no fakes. ”

Immediately, a dark and thin old man was pulled out of the crowd by a man with a big waist and a round waist, and pushed down the steps fiercely.

"The accounts on credit haven't been cleared a few days ago, and the old immortal is coming to mix again?"

The old man was lying in the sewage, still begging for mercy: "Okay, okay, can you enjoy a firecracker?" ”

"Go and go, no money is exempt, and then make trouble and break your legs!"

"Little brother, can I smell it at the door?"

Seeing that no one was paying attention, the old man stood up, slowly stood up, and slowly disappeared lifeless at the corner of the street, like a walking corpse.

"Team leader, what the is this? Looking at the smoky miasma? Ma Qiang asked in a low voice.

"Big Smoke House, don't talk too much."

The bald guy was still standing at the door, with a dragon tattooed on his neck, obviously not a good stubble, he crossed his hands and looked up and down at Ma Qiang in the crowd, and the two eyes fought, the guy was quickly suppressed by Ma Qiang's unyielding cleverness, and consciously avoided Ma Qiang's sight, but he was already frightened, and the shouting voice had a little change of tone.

The stench of decay came to my nose, and after a few more steps, I saw the dead corpse at the foot of the street, hastily covered with a broken mat with a red swastika mark on it, and a pair of black feet leaking out from under the mat, surrounded by a cloud of flies. The people walking on both sides covered their noses and walked quickly, and no one looked at them more.

Further ahead is an inn, hanging the signboard of "Zhongfu Hotel", and the five-color Restoration government flag and Wang Pseudo Blue Sky and White Sun Flag are inserted on both sides of the entrance of the hotel. Opposite the hostel, there is the only three-story brick and stone building in the town, and the plaque reads "Jinwei Town Maintenance Association" next to the sign that reads, Jinwei Town Police Station East Gate Police Station. It seems that both the maintenance council and the pseudo-police agency are co-working here.