Gao Yidao is a resolute and resolute person, this time it is the eight immortals who cross the sea to show their magical powers, no matter what, he doesn't want to lose to Sanlian, so he really doesn't want to delay any longer, even if it is a minute and a second, so Sanjian hurried out with Erlian in the middle of the night.

Hao Ping was confident, donating grain to the Eighth Route Army was to donate grain to the anti-Japanese resistance, even in the Japanese puppet area, he did not believe that all the landlords and rich gentry had no conscience. Therefore, when it was dawn, he ordered the third company to get up and form a team and start steadily and steadily.

Ding De didn't sleep all night, the commander of the 6th regiment was not there, he became the only head of the independent regiment, it stands to reason that he should visit the second and third companies before going out, or tell him to be safe, but he didn't. He didn't go out in the middle of the night, and he didn't go out in the morning, and he still didn't get out of the house.

Although the decision made at the meeting is the most economically feasible method compared to the current independent regiment, the second company, the third company, and the ninth class are like the three children of the independent regiment, just like the three children of Ding Deyi, and now that the family is poor, they have to push these three children out of the door, forcing them to make ends meet on their own in the crisis in all directions, and to support their families.

In the middle of the night, the Second Company went to the cooking class to ask Uncle Niu to get two days' rations; early in the morning, the Third Company also sent someone to get the third company's share; but now, the third company has gone up three poles every day, and the ninth class has not moved. Uncle Niu was worried in his heart, so he personally carried the share of the ninth class and sent it.

As soon as I entered the door, I realized that Class 9 had just gotten up not long ago, and now it was just starting to pack up its things. However, Uncle Niu saw it in his eyes, but he felt a little more at ease, after all, he might have to sleep in the open in the back, and Hu Yi should have let them sleep well.

Hu Yi doesn't talk much, and Uncle Niu doesn't talk much, so he just simply said hello, and he didn't have to say anything to each other, Uncle Niu just came over because he was worried about the little girl, and after he stuffed the food to Hu Yi, he directly pulled the little girl, and then took out a white-flour steamed bun and stuffed it into the little girl's pocket. Uncle Niu stole only a little bit of white noodles, just enough to make a small steamed bun.

Suddenly, the door of the house opened again, and everyone hurriedly stood up, because the person who came in was Ding Deyi, the political commissar who had not closed his eyes all night.

Ding Deyi didn't come to see him off, on the contrary, he came this time to cancel the mission of Class 9. There are few people in the ninth class, and there are not many people in the group, and there is no need to go out and take risks.

This is the first time Ding Deyi has come to the nest of Class 9, he didn't speak, waved his hand to signal everyone to continue to be busy, patted Uncle Niu on the shoulder, Ding Deyi knew that he was sending a little girl, and then looked at the two rooms inside and outside, sat down on the edge of the broken table, took a broken jar on the table, lifted the thermos on the table, poured water on himself, and looked at the few people who were sorting out.

A Czech-style gun was placed on the table, and there was a spare barrel next to it, which was shiny and well-maintained, and the five simple Luo Fugui were stuffing four full magazines into one side of the satchel, and the other side of the satchel was also bulging, occasionally rattling, Ding couldn't figure out how many bullets he was carrying.

There are three 38 covers neatly hung on the wall, one of which has a 'Liu' character engraved on the butt of the gun one by one, and two 'Zheng' engraved on the back.

The butt of the other gun was only engraved with the word 'Zhengzhi', and there was no other inscription, so Ding Deyi guessed that this gun belonged to Ma Liang, which also meant that he had killed nine people.

There is no name on the butt of the third gun, nor is it engraved with 'Zheng', but on the edge of the butt, two puppies are drawn crookedly, looking at such a strange idea, Ding has to guess the meaning; however, looking at the wild and uninhibited lines, and the ability to draw canine tigers, it should be the handiwork of Xiao Hongying, then this gun, naturally Hu Yi's.

Ding Deyi took his eyes off the wall and glanced at the busy people in the room again, except for the little girl, everyone was bayonet with sheaths, all hung box cannons, a water of Japanese-style individual equipment, and a full box of bullets. The most unique thing is that three of them still have shovels on their backs, and Wu Shishi, a stupid boy, even has a pickaxe, and is busy carrying a bundle of thick rope on his body.

Regardless of how useful those shovels, pickaxes and ropes can be, only based on the weapon configuration and ammunition base, Ding Deyi feels that this ninth squad is not ordinary, and if it is compared in the regiment, this firepower is definitely worth a platoon, and if you count the sustained ability, it will be even more difficult to say.

I don't know why, Ding Deyi's mood suddenly improved a lot at this moment, he suddenly decided to change his mind again, and no longer planned to cancel the outing of Class 9, and unconsciously smiled and opened his mouth: "Oh, I have heard that a few of you who are not enlightened are so rich that I saw it today, and I, the poor political commissar, have opened my eyes." ”

Several people were stunned by the political commissar who suddenly spoke, and they didn't know what to say for a while, Xiao Hongying was the most nervous, and she didn't hesitate to say sophistry: "Uncle political commissar, you can't listen to their nonsense, how can we have it! Look at the six of us, there are only four guns in total, how can we compare with them." ”

The little girl's urgency was seen in Ding De's eyes, and she couldn't help but smile secretly in her heart, but she asked Xiao Hongying with a serious face: "I said girl, your old man can't just count long guns, it's not short, right?"

"I'm ......" Xiao Hongying was speechless, cocking her two small pigtails and flipping a pair of big eyes quickly.

Ding De saw that this unruly little girl was stopped by himself, and his mood seemed to be a little better, so he continued: "In addition, there are rumors that your Comrade Hongying is reselling ammunition in private. Ah, of course, I don't believe it. You little girl must be the patriarch of our independent group, right? How can you not have this kind of awareness?

Xiao Hongying was a little dumbfounded, there were no countermeasures, I couldn't understand why the political commissar uncle suddenly said this, and then I listened to him and it was bad to go on with bad dishes, so it was the best strategy to go for today's plan, so she quickly nodded again and again: "Yes, that's nonsense, it's absolutely nonsense." Uncle Political Commissar, we're about to go out right now, that, I'll go out first!"

Seeing that the little girl was beaten by her own two words and threw away her armor and fled, Ding Deyi finally showed a smile that could not be hidden, and said to a few people who were still stunned in the room: "What are you still doing in a daze? Do you still want to have an extra meal? Go early and return early, don't let me, a poor political commissar, starve to death!"

......

The sun was shining in the morning, and the ninth class came out, a group of six people, unhurriedly wandered out of Dabeizhuang and walked on the mountain road to the east.

The purpose of the mission is simple, first try to feed yourself, and then try to feed as many people as possible. Hu Yi didn't know where to go, the food was only enough for two days, and if there was someone he knew outside who could take refuge, it would be the best, and it would save a lot of trouble. After thinking about it, there was really one, the old Luo who met Su Qing in Qingshan Village, but I didn't know if he was still there after being exposed.

Let's take Qingshan Village as the first stop and give it a try......

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