The winter of the twenty-eighth year of the Republic of China is cold, no matter where you are, as long as you are still a Chinese, you can feel the bitter cold. It was in this winter that the phrase 'good-neighborliness and friendship between China and Japan' was invented from the mouth of the Japanese Konoe Cabinet.

Originally, this was meant for Chairman Chiang, but unexpectedly, it was another person who responded, saying: "After more than a year of the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the great pain has been great, and if the war can still be ended with a peace that is in line with justice, then the country's survival and independence can be guaranteed, that is, the goal of the War of Resistance has been achieved." Laying the foundation for permanent peace between the two countries is our due effort for the happiness of East Asia. ”

The devil thinks that the snow is not cold enough, so there are noble people to add frost and cold, and it is a good winter!

The cold wind blew through the moor, and swept up the snow and swept the bare yellow, and under the biting bones, it seemed that the cloudless sky had also faded in color, like gray rather than blue, and the sun seemed to become clearer and more distant than the wind and snow fog, and covered with a layer of cold crystalline color, as if painted on the sky, without sympathy or mercy, as if it were used as a proof of daytime.

In the midst of the wind and snow, the yellow of a village stood out on the horizon, and there, between the sight and the village behind the snow, on the top of a slight slope, there was a small black shadow, he was moving, he was not walking, for he was a sentinel.

The sentry's uniform was so dirty and stiff that it was still dark gray, and he wore a dirty cotton military cap, the ear guards at the brim of which had been ripped off, and a rope tied to his frozen, bruised jaw, but unfortunately the uniform was single, even though his hands were in the cuffs, though he was hunched back to the wind, though he kept stomping his feet on the frozen hard ground, and despite the grass stuffed in his shoes, he was still cold. At the same time, he also had a cold rifle behind his back, and he also had a cold cockade nailed to his hat, round, blue and white, just as cold as the blue and white environment he was in.

In the village in the wind and snow, some people are crying, it is the rich landlord who has been driven out of his house, yesterday they were happy and obedient people of the imperial army, today their home yard was requisitioned by the national army, and they became homeless, or they were punished for the crime of traitors, they don't even know where this army came from, because since the devil came, they haven't seen the national army for a long time.

The soldiers, ragged and discouraged, appeared in groups of men, many of them bandaged and covered with dried blood, and when they entered the village, they only cared about lighting all the stoves and fires, eating all the food that could be turned out, and then they huddled in the house in large swaths, and no one spoke. Only a few heralds occasionally ran through the village, or occasionally heard some of the commanders shouting or reprimanding. This embarrassed army, like a dark cloud, brought a lot of depression to this village that originally thought it was happy.

An officer was standing in a leeward corner, with a badge that looked like a major, and he was shouting orders to a group of guards: "Patrol, the village must be patrolled! Disturb the people and punish severely! Kill the robbers!"

"Staff Officer Liang, are we going to stop here?"

"If you don't stop, you can do it!"

This Staff Officer Liang had a very bad face, his eyes were bloodshot, and after the words fell, he turned around and left, entering the gate of the mansion not far away.

Strode through the courtyard, entered the hall, glanced at the remaining half cup of tea on the table, looked up and asked the guard standing by the door of the Tongli room, "Where is the brigade commander?"

The guard bit his lip and did not speak.

Staff Officer Liang glanced at the door behind the guards, tore off the military hat on his head, slammed it on the table, picked up the half cup of herbal tea that I didn't know who drank leftover, drank it all, and then sat down helplessly at the table, untied the wind and discipline buckle under his neck, and was in a daze with dark clouds on his face.

After a while, the door opened, and the brigade commander walked out while buttoning his clothes, and saw Staff Officer Liang sitting in the hall: "You're back...... By the way, as far as I know, the owner of this house is not a traitor, just a landlord. ”

Staff Officer Liang smiled, smiling helplessly, with a hint of desolation: "Which of his ladies told you this?"

The brigade commander didn't react, swayed to the table, sat down, held the table with one hand and sighed: "I can finally stop and rest." ”

"Brigade, I don't think we can stop, although the pursuit is gone, it doesn't mean that the devil won't come again, this place can't stay. ”

"Can't stay? If you can't stay, where can you go?"

"Not really...... Continue north, into the mountains, and transfer out through the area of the Eighth Road. ”

Hearing this, the brigade commander stared at Staff Officer Liang for a while, and suddenly asked, "You destroyed the radio station, right?"

Staff Officer Liang was silent for a short time and replied, "It's me." ”

"Hehe, I suspect your surname now. ”

The brigade commander seemed to be smiling, his eyes were complicated, and his tone was cold. Regarding Staff Officer Liang's speechlessness, he thought that his words had a deterrent effect and maintained his dignity as a brigade commander, but he did not realize that his extremely inappropriate sarcastic sarcasm completely chilled Staff Officer Liang's heart.

"I've been with you for years, I'm for this team, I'm ......"

"That's what I said, joking, you see you're serious! As for the next step...... I think we'd better be cautious, and we need to have a meeting to study it, what do you say?"

What else can you say? There is nothing to say! This straw bale brigade commander was a loyal and good boy in the eyes of Shangfeng, and in order to carry out unrealistic orders, half of the brigade was beaten out by devils. Now that the radio station is gone, I thought he could stop being a puppet and be down-to-earth, after a month of hard work, he had just taken advantage of the opportunity of the devil to recuperate and get rid of the pursuit, but he coveted temporary comfort and ignored the crisis. The so-called meeting and research, it's just that he doesn't have the courage to stick to the cold wind anymore, and the woman's tits make him soft!

Picking up his hat from the table and putting it back on, Staff Officer Liang stood up and sighed deeply: "Now...... The system is not complete, the team is very chaotic, this will ...... How do I open it?"

"This is exactly what I am worried about! The top priority at the moment is to smooth out the troops, let the brothers take a breath, and make sure that they do not lose the morale of the army, and then they can fight again!"

Staff Officer Liang turned around, went out with a calm face, walked through the courtyard, and just came out of the gate, he caught a glimpse of a soldier running towards him in a hurry, immediately stopped, and waited until he got close and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Report, come, two people are here!"

"Who?"

"He said, they're the Eight Ways!"

"What?"

......

For more than a month, Hu Yi's injuries have not been good, but the wounds have healed and there is no major problem.

When he asked to leave Dabeizhuang and return to the wine station, the division headquarters sent a notice to the independent regiment, which had a rough grasp of the situation in the south of Meixian, but I didn't know whether the other party had broken up, whether it was still an organized team, and the independent regiment was the closest, so he asked the independent regiment to send a representative to contact him to grasp the details and help if he could.

I heard that the other party used to be a brigade, but now it is difficult to say how big a shelf is left, and the situation is not clear. The other party's current location should be in the southwest of Meixian, along the mountain to the south, and then go out of the mountain to find it, it should not be difficult. Although this trip is equivalent to a meeting, not to establish a mechanism to talk about cooperation, it is certainly not suitable to send ordinary soldiers. It is not necessary for the big political commissar to go out of the mountain now, after all, the risk coefficient is uncertain, Hu Yi, a company-level cadre, is still suitable, and if he is not suitable, there is no one else to choose, who makes the independent regiment poor, not only has nothing but money, and it is difficult to even choose a person, so the commander of the Ninth Company, who has nothing to do, has become a pathfinder.

Hu Yi arrived at the liquor station first, and after learning about the recent situation of Jiulian and the liquor station, he only stopped for half a day, and then crossed the river and went south to carry out his mission, with only one person with him, Tian Sanqi.

They didn't wear civilian clothes, they wore the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army, and Hu Yi, who always liked to carry a rifle behind his shoulders, met people with empty shoulders this time, not to fight, just to carry his M1932. Tian Sanqi also had his first harvest after coming to the Ninth Company because of this entourage, and Liu Jianqiang's full set of equipment was given to him by Hu Yi. Only the Japanese-style compass was taken away by Ma Liang silently, and he didn't explain a word to Tian Sanqi. However, Tian Sanqi is not a recruit, he can understand that the compass should be a meaning, not a compass.

At this moment, Hu Yi and Tian Sanqi are standing in the cold wind at the head of the village, looking at the sloppy soldiers who walk past the village from time to time.

Tian Sanqi adhered to the style of the second company, no matter how strong the wind was and how cold it was, he also stood straight, his chest was like a proud rooster, and his rifle was hung behind his shoulder without a bayonet. Although he stood behind Hu Yi's side and looked solemnly, he actually despised those wandering spirits in his heart, because he firmly believed that he was the best soldier.

Hu Yi had no expression, just subconsciously rubbed his frozen fingers, looking at the numb soldiers who walked in front of him one by one, his heart was actually not calm, because he came out of such a team, and he was once one of the lonely ghosts, walking in the mud and cold like these numb spirits in front of him.

A major officer strode into Hu Yi's contemplative gaze, causing him to jump out of his mind and look at the comer. The pace was heavy and steady, giving people a sense of superior steadfastness, and the military uniform was also torn and stained, but it was still dressed by him, and in a trance, Hu Yi almost thought that it was his own past that came, until he saw clearly the slightly black emaciated cheeks under the brim of the other party's hat.

The other party did not take the initiative to stretch out his hand, but coldly faced Hu Yi, who was also cold: "Who are you?"

"Independent Regiment, Commander of the Ninth Company, Hu Yi. ”

"I don't have much to say until I prove who you are. ”

"Let's talk about proof first. ”

The major officer turned to the guards and said, "Take them to the compound." ”

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