Chapter 11: Wild Supplement (35)

Perhaps it was the scorching heat of the burning house that woke up Motonosuke Kotani, who opened his eyes and asked in a half-dead tone, "Who took the lead in burning the house?" Shizuoka replied sideways, "It's me, Your Excellency Wing Commander." Motoyuki Kotani sighed and asked, "You burned down the house, where are we staying tonight?" "Shizuoka was asked stupid! On the march, the Japanese army carried tents, and today, all the baggage was placed in Pinghu, and the Japanese troops who attacked Xiaojiawan were lightly armed, and each person brought a lunch box with lunch for lunch. Tents, food. Even the backpack that never leaves the body on weekdays, the blankets, canvas mats, etc. in the backpack are placed here, and I was still worried about today's dinner, but now, after burning down the good house, I have to worry about living again. Motonosuke Kotani regretted a little, regretting that he shouldn't pretend to faint, he originally just wanted to act in this way, first, to show his grief, and secondly, he might take time to take a break, but he didn't expect that just this moment, Shizuoka Yu, a fool, would do such a nasty stupid thing. Although it is only the end of July, the weather is very warm, but there is still air conditioning in the second half of the night, especially in this kind of mountainous area, the second half of the night will be a little cold, there is not much to wear, and to stay in the open air, tonight, I am afraid that the living will be more sad than the dead.

"What are you doing standing stupidly? Why don't you go to find some farm tools, find a piece of land, dig a big pit, and bury the fallen warriors. "Although what Motonosuke Kotani said was still weak, it was more severe.

Shizuoka hurriedly responded: "Hai! "Ran to the burning house, hoping to find some farming tools, but the raging fire dashed his hopes, and the iron farming tools had already been moved by the peasants, leaving behind some wooden shovels to be reduced to ashes in the flames. Shizuoka regretfully picked up a piece of dirt and smashed it into the fire with hatred.

Motonosuke Kotani was helped to find a big old tree on the side of the road and sat down, under the care of the medical soldiers, the only blanket was draped over his body, and he still made a look of dying and angry, and said to the Japanese soldiers around him: "Go find a piece of land, dig a big pit, and bury the imperial warriors with broken jade." The Japanese soldiers around him said, "How can you dig a pit without tools?" Motonosuke Kotani scolded: "With your hands, with your bayonets, do you still need me to teach you again?" ”

The Japanese Hurala ran away from Motonosuke Otani, and they knew that the commander was angry, and it was best to stay away at this time. After three hours, with bayonets and hands, they dug a large pit 20 meters long, 5 meters wide, and about 3 meters deep, and then two rows of Japanese corpses were placed layer by layer, and after each person's face was covered with a layer of cloth, a small hill was piled up on the excavated mound.

After burying the person, it was late at night. Tired and hungry, the Japanese washed themselves in the river and fell asleep exhausted. Motonosuke Kotani pretended to be asleep for half an hour before, and he couldn't resist the sleepiness that came from this attack, wrapped in a blanket, and fell asleep.

They knew that the Chinese troops who attacked them had already arrived at Xiaojiawan from the other side of the river, and that the Chinese troops in Xiaojiawan had died no less than their own, and there was no longer the possibility of a night attack. And these sentry posts, who had also experienced a day of great battle and great sorrow, were already exhausted, and only survived for ten minutes longer than the other soldiers, and they also fainted.

Not far from the back mountain, all the actions of the Japanese army are in full view.

"I'll go! You accompany the boss here, I am familiar with this matter, and I am familiar with it. Skinny Monkey said.

"I'll go! If you want to go to study, I will be separated for more than a year, and I will talk to the boss more. Shi Zhong said.

"The two bosses, don't fight, it's my business." On the side, the voice of Zhang Shenghu, the commander of the reconnaissance company, came: "It's your business, it's not your business, it's all yours, and we have to do it!" ”

Shi Zhong and the thin monkey looked at each other and laughed loudly, too, they are both battalion-level commanders, what are we fighting for! Mo Di laughed on the side, these two, who had been serving as company commanders before, seemed to have not gotten rid of their old thinking for a while. Mo Enemy beckoned, called Zhang Shenghu over, and said, "First, there are not too many people, three is enough." Second, it is necessary to carry out the complete mission without knowing the ghosts, and not to alarm the enemy. Third, it should be placed in a conspicuous position, not in the corner where the devil can't find it! Fourth, "

Before Mo Di finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Shenghu: "Boss of the group, don't you go one, two, three, four, don't you just send me a letter, as for that serious, I promise to complete the task." "And pretended to come with a military salute,

Before the ceremony was finished, I saw Shi Zhong fly up behind him, kick Zhang Shenghu to the ground, and scolded in his mouth: "I kicked you to death, and you dare to interrupt the head of the regiment." ”

Zhang Shenghu rolled on the ground, bounced up, made a grimace, and ran away.

Shi Zhong said to Mo Di: "Boss, I'll go and see if the spy company is ready, you check the letter written by Wu Chunan, boss." ”

The thin monkey is still a bit immortal, and said to Mo Di: "Boss, you just let me go, I will go back to Guilin to study, and I can't play with the devil for a year and a half, so let me play this time, okay?" ”

Mo Di shook his head and said, "This time, it's not enough to see so many dead devils, you think I don't know, what did you do yesterday." The Japanese army's watches, fountain pens, and belt buckles are all in you, right? The cockade of the yellow five-pointed star of the Japanese army, what are you collecting so much for? How many pistols did the south get I thought I didn't know. ”

"Hey, hey! The boss really has you, and he can't hide anything from your sharp eyes. The thin monkey smiled and said, "I want to go back to school and get some greetings for my classmates." ”

Mo Di laughed: "What are you doing with these greeting gifts?" Have you ever heard of rib knives? ”

The skinny monkey shook his head.

"The Japanese are very good knives." Mo Di said that he stretched out the thumb and middle finger of his right hand, gestured for a moment, and said: "The short sword of one foot and the long two feet, the short sword used by the Japanese samurai to fight close to the body, is very sharp and delicate, and most of the Japanese use it a lot to commit suicide by seppuku." I found two yesterday, give it to you! ”

Mo Di beckoned Huang Chengsong, a platoon leader of the guard company, and asked him to take out the two knives for the thin monkey, and said: "These two are relatively low-level, the horn handle, the sharkskin sheath, the only thing that is impressive is that the two gems inlaid on the handle are quite transparent." I have a chest in Yuexi, which contains several swords, and a dozen or so ribs, some of which are stronger than these two, and some of which are inferior to these two, and there is one of the oldest and the most rudimentary, with a bamboo scabbard and a bamboo handle, which is something from the early shogunate. Back in Yuexi, I will give you all those knives, and you can take them out and give them to your classmates as a meeting gift. Most of the people who use this weapon are masters. The so-called one inch short and one inch risk, can win the long with the short, and those who are not ordinary people. ”

The thin monkey took the knife, looked at it, and asked puzzledly, "Didn't you say that this knife is specially used to cut the belly?" ”

Mo Di smiled: "That's just one of the functions, in fact, the more important role of this short knife is to fight with people indoors, especially to engage in assassination, it has more advantages than long knives, know the fish intestine sword that appears in the poor dagger, it is the ancestor of this kind of sword." Another function is to cut food to eat, and it is far more convenient to cut food with a short knife than with a long knife. It's just that these effects are not as exciting as cutting the stomach, so over time, this kind of knife has become a sharp weapon for cutting the stomach in people's legends. In fact, there are very few short knives that actually cut the stomach, and not all Japanese people have the charm of using their own stomach. ”

The thin monkey shook his head and said, "After this battle, I won't return to Yuexi, and I will leave directly from here." I asked Wu Chun'an, and he said that from here to Qichun, the villages along the line are still in the hands of the guerrillas in eastern Hubei, and in Qizhou, there is a note from Director Gan of the Luotian County Party Department, and some people will cross the Yangtze River. South of the Yangtze River, enter the Mufu Mountains, where the Japanese army is weakly defended, and pass through it to reach Changsha in the Ninth War Zone, and then take the train back to Guilin. ”

Mo Di nodded and asked, "How many people did you bring back?" ”

The thin monkey said: "Now that there are fewer people and I am nervous, I didn't want to take people, I just walked alone, Shi Zhong and Luo Wei didn't agree, I must bring it, at least one class." After bargaining, I relented and agreed to take two orderlies with me. Qin Guosheng suggested that he go with the people of the 21st Group Army, I don't think it's free, it's better to go by myself, go to Guilin early, and have time to go back to Pingle to see. ”

Mo Di thinks it's right, returning to Guangxi from Anhui, you have to go through a lot of heavy Japanese blockade lines, fewer people are more inconspicuous than more people, more convenient, the thin monkey has been in the guard camp for a long time, seeing people talking, and the hell is hexagrams, it should not be difficult for him to pass through the Japanese-occupied area. I wanted to tell him a few words, but when I saw Wu Chunan walking out of the tent, I stopped.

Wu Chunan was writing a letter, writing a letter to the commander of the 60th Wing of the Japanese Army, Motonosuke Kotani, and the reason why he wrote it was because Mo Di hoped that Wu Chunan would write this letter in a non-military tone, and the effect could be better.

After taking Wu Chunan's manuscript, Mo Di first praised it, beautiful fly-headed Xiaokai, very good at writing, and when he saw the first sentence, Mo Di smiled, which is exactly what I wanted. Then he recited softly: "Your Excellency Captain Kotani Motonosuke: The ancients said that the two countries are enemies, do not hurt their people. In today's Battle of Pinghu, your army was defeated, and it was really hateful and hateful to anger us and other civilians, burning down my house, destroying my ancestral property, and leaving our civilians homeless. In view of the fact that you have encountered a great mourning during the day, so that your mind is in turmoil, and you are afraid to burn my house, we express our understanding. However, if your army enters the country, it is called the Great East Asia Holy War, and the plan is to prosper Greater East Asia, so how can you carry out the act of stealing and expanding and burning my house, so that my people have no place to live. Here, I would like to warn you that if you do this again, you will return this thing from your army to the homeless dead soldiers, and you will not hesitate to break the net. ”

There was no inscription underneath, but a fingerprint stamped with blood. Very good, this is not the tone of the army, it is completely the words of a poor scholar among the people, which is very appropriate.

At this time, Zhang Shenghu, the commander of the reconnaissance company, came over from the spy company, carefully holding a small box in his hand, and Mo Wei folded the paper, opened the box printed with the pattern of a human skull, and put it in. In the box, there was a tea No. 1 gas bomb.