A month later.

A midsummer afternoon.

A soldier of the Eighth Route Army hurriedly walked under the scorching sun and on the mountain road, sweating all over.

A ruined village sits on the hillside ahead, quiet and lifeless.

Crop after crop, high and low, surrounded by greenery.

Walking towards the ruins with a suspicious face, he looked around in bewilderment.

I walked into the ruins and broken walls, and the silence around me was dead, and I stopped unconsciously, looking around at a loss for what to do.

A voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Why are you here?"

A spiriter turned around and saw Maleonn appear among the ruins with a hoe, he was darker than before, obviously sunburned, but also seemed to be stronger.

Communicator Xiaodou finally exhaled: "Are you a ghost?" and then leaned against the shade of the wall beside him, pulled up the kettle and poured it violently.

"Why are you here?" said Maleonn lazily approached.

"Why are you here, Platoon Leader Hu is here?"

"Keep looking south, don't turn around, look for the river. ”

"What are you doing with a hoe?"

"Anyway, I'll use it as a pillow for a nap. ”

"......" Xiaodou was speechless.

Crossing the ridge and ditch, going all the way to the south, Xiaodou didn't expect that the first, second and third classes of the ninth row would take turns to go to Qingshan Village every day to farm, no wonder those crops were not short. According to Ma Liang, to the east of Qingshan Village, near the intersection of Lushuipu and Laiye Village, there is also a permanent warning dark post, which is also a shift rotation of 123 shifts, even if they do not meet them in Qingshan Village, if they keep going east, they will not find the 9th platoon because they come for the first time.

With his head bored, he followed a very inconspicuous forest path through a large wooded area, and his vision suddenly opened up. Here the woods were suddenly disconnected, apparently by hand, for the ground was full of roots and stumps left by the felling, and it was cut to the ground, not sparing even some of the larger shrubs.

On the opposite side of a large open area formed by the felling is a lush riverside peninsula, and there seems to be a sound of banging and smashing coming from behind the dense peninsula, accompanied by a faint joke, it seems that this is the station of the nine rows, because there are no living people in this area of Qingshan Village except for the nine rows.

Just as he was about to raise his feet and continue walking, Leng Buding heard a roar from the opposite side of the open field: "Stop!"

The voice...... Mule! Xiaodou stared at the other side with wide eyes, but could not see anything but green and dense, so he replied loudly: "Mule, it's you, right? ”

"I already saw it was you. ”

"And you're still shouting?"

"Idle, hey, hey, hey......"

"......" hasn't seen me for a month, how can the people in these nine rows be nervous!

Walking through the open field, I finally saw a half-human tall building hidden in the green, the Dark Fort. The main body is dug into the ground, the thick logs support the corners, the inside also supports the columns, the top is paved with logs in two layers vertically and horizontally, and then re-covered with soil, like a large tomb bag, the appearance is covered with vegetation, and there are shooting observation holes in the east, west and north directions. Judging from the scale of the appearance, the internal area seems to be not small, at least a dozen square meters, completely controlling the entrance to the peninsula.

When he arrived at the back of the dark castle, he didn't expect that there was a traffic trench in the direction of the peninsula at the back exit, and after leading straight to the woods, Luo Fugui appeared lazily in the trench and showed an ugly smile at Xiaodou.

Following the traffic trench past the woods, a clearing was revealed, and at the same time four wooden houses were seen, a small house made of earth and stone, scattered irregularly in the clearing. Shi Cheng led his men to build a new foundation in the middle of it, and the pickaxe and hammer smashed it, and the sound heard outside came from this.

Xiaodou was a little dumbfounded, but he didn't expect that Class Nine really planned to live in this deserted place, he was really idealistic, and he was crazy.

......

Xiaodou came this time for several things, one is to determine the permanent location of the ninth platoon in order to establish contact with the regiment headquarters, the second is to ask the ninth platoon if it has encountered any difficulties and whether it needs the support of the regiment, and the third is to tell Hu Yi that the matter of materials entering the mountain has not yet been determined, because the issue of the source of materials has not been implemented for a long time, and these three points are the purpose of his being sent by the regiment headquarters.

After telling Hu Yi about this, he told Hu Yi that the commander of the second company, Gao Yidao, asked him to give Hu Yi the contact method and approximate location of the second company, and at the same time asked him to turn the situation of the ninth platoon back to the second company. After saying everything that should be said, in the end, Xiaodou took out a folded note, and when he went to the teacher, Doctor Zhou asked him to bring this back, of course, for Hu Yi.

On the east side of the peninsula, Hu Yi, who was wearing a shirt, sat in the shade of a tree and unfolded a note, and the handwriting jumped out into view:

Lanling wine tulips, jade bowls with amber light. But that the master may be drunk, and he will not know where it is.

The four-line poem of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance, with such a sloppy momentum, naturally came from the hands of Dr. Zhou. On the resolute cheeks under the shade of the trees, a knowing smile unconsciously appeared. Although I don't know which ancient poor sour wrote this poem, it doesn't matter, the important thing is to know that Dr. Zhou has no wine to drink, she wants wine. This free and easy drunkard has such a simple requirement for happiness!

Slowly fold the paper, then tear it apart piece by piece, let go, and the crumbs of the white flowers begin to fly.

Raising her eyes, the beach under the sun was dazzlingly bright, the little girl's belly pocket pants were drenched in the petite body, and her braids rushed into the sparkling waves again, splashing in all directions, happily enjoying the coolness, and tossing in the river unscrupulously.

Li Xiang appeared behind Hu Yi with a wooden card, handed over the sign, and handed over a piece of black charcoal and asked, "Squad leader, do you want it like this?"

Without saying a word, he took the wooden card in his hand, picked up the charcoal, thought about it, and solemnly wrote down two big black characters: Wine station.

The soldiers of the ninth platoon were idle and shouted to give this station a name, Hu Yi actually agreed, and then everyone thought about it and decided to call this place 'Nine Stations', which is simple and straightforward and easy to call, which means the nine platoon station.

Li Xiang looked at the sign as he walked back, and he also recognized some words, but he didn't understand why this 'nine stations' was written as 'wine station' by the squad leader, and there was a typo? The nine characters were not difficult to write, and the squad leader seemed to know more words than himself, right? How could he make such a simple mistake? I couldn't figure it out! However, Li Xiang's personality determined that he did not ask on the spot, and he was able to carry out the order, and the words were not the same anyway, and there was no difference.

Under the only big tree in the middle of the clearing, a nail, a hammer, a few jingling sounds, nailed the wooden sign to the thick trunk, the two big carbon black characters of 'wine station' looked very eye-catching, and the small riverside peninsula got its name from this.

......

Between the mountains, six warriors marched, and if they looked closely, they could find that three of them were actually carrying pikes, and they were the second squad of the ninth platoon.

Today, the third shift took turns to take care of the crops in Qingshan Village, Shi Cheng's first shift stayed at the station to build a new house, and Liu Jianqiang's second shift took the turn of the third shift to take care of the task that the third shift had been looking forward to all day, to shoot black guns.

Since Hu Yi investigated the construction of the devil's turret, he found that the construction speed was too fast, which is not a good thing, and if there is no task assigned by the political commissar, of course, it doesn't matter. It was necessary to find a way to slow down the enemy's construction, and after a meeting to discuss and study, it was decided to start with black guns.

The enemy is doing it day and night, and the risk of harassment during the day is high, and the enemy will chase it out, so it will be harassed at night, and it is the same three shifts, approaching before the sun sets every day, and shooting black guns at the construction site after dark, forcing the enemy to stop work at night and prolong its construction period.

Considering that the soldiers on duty were too tired, the direction of Lushuipu was directly abandoned, and the construction in the direction of Deciduous Village was the latest, so I greeted here.

It was dark, and Liu Jianqiang led five soldiers to climb a hill and began to observe in concealment.

Half of the turret has been erected in the mountain pass, the first floor has been completed, and the second floor has been half built, this turret is not small, and it seems that it will be at least three stories high when it is completed. The people were busy around the turret, moving stones and digging earth, and even the moats around the turret were about to take shape.

There is only one class of devils, but the puppet army has a company, and the black guns in the past few days have made the devils learn well, they are all some distance away from the rear of the turret, and the machine guns are resting on the shelves, and the tasks of supervision and sentinel are all handed over to the puppet army.

Liu Jianqiang set up his rifle and took aim, and found that there were fewer puppet troops in front of and near the turret, most of them were shrunk as far back as possible, and only a dozen or so were swaying around, and they were also afraid, especially when they saw that the sky was about to get dark.

A soldier approached Liu Jianqiang's side: "Squad leader, should I shoot this gun today?"

In addition to the nine classes, the black gun is also a one, two, three shifts rotation, each class can only be rotated once in three days, the first shift is a long and short double gun, not comparable, the second and third classes have only one long gun, so every time they come to fight the black gun is also used in turn, and the recruits line up to satisfy their hunger.

When you become the squad leader, you have to think about the brothers, Liu Jianqiang handed the 38 big cover to his subordinates, and instructed: "It's okay to aim, the brain is not allowed to be hot, and the gun is not allowed to sound when it is not dark, do you understand?"

"Understood. The soldier happily took the gun.

After a while, several bonfires burned around the turret construction site. To say that this devil is really stubborn, so far because of the black gun even killed and wounded several times, but every night they still do the work, I can't figure out if they also set up some military order, limiting the construction period, or simply because the lives of the puppet army are not worth much.

However, today's situation is a little different, the outposts on the periphery have been withdrawn, the number of bonfires has increased, and there are only a dozen or so puppet soldiers in the firing range mixed in the crowd of people, going around and watching. The enemy has learned well, so it's really hard to fight.

The soldiers aiming at the target are sweating in their palms, not to mention that the target is not close, they are still dangling in the crowd, not to mention that he is a rookie recruit, even if he is a veteran, he will not dare to shoot this shot if he is not a good marksman, it is too easy to accidentally injure the people, the people are all forced compatriots, can he do it.

Liu Jianqiang finally understood that this was directly using the working people as shields, how could this be fought? He sighed deeply and said in a low voice: "Don't fight, bring the gun." ”

The six figures at the top of the mountain lay quietly on their stomachs, looking at the bonfire at the mountain pass, and only after a long time did they get up helplessly and disappear into the night......