Liangkou, the night slowly struck, the town was brightly lit, the battle was over, the guerrilla detachment was nervously carrying supplies, the dead brothers were cleaned up by the sanitary soldiers, the wounds were stitched, the blood stains were wiped dry, the clean military uniform was changed, the clothes were tidied up, and then in the salute of Feng Ye and the officers, they were slowly loaded into the coffin found in the town.

"Brother, let's go."

"Let's go!"

……

Amidst the cry of grief, the brothers of the guerrilla detachment seemed to see their fate.

"Take him back to Shimen, we should bury him properly."

Feng Ye was inexplicably sad in his heart, he was not lamenting death, there were too many brothers around him who died in battle, and the reason why he was sad was just to see the end of the brothers in the guerrilla detachment.

"A lot of people died."

In the night, a vigilant figure muttered, gradually seeping out of the darkness to the west, and walked steadily, quietly approaching the good mouth.

"Huh?"

The brothers were preparing to retreat, but they were not without vigilance, and several brothers at the entrance of the town saw the people entering the town.

"Are there any civilians evacuated from this direction?"

The squad leader frowned, in his memory, weren't all the people evacuated from the northeast?

"Even if there were, it should only be a minority."

The muzzle of the gun pointed diagonally at the ground, his feet moved rhythmically with a steady pace, and a pair of black eyes slowly scanned the woman who entered the town, from top to bottom, looking repeatedly.

The curled dark brim of the hat, as if blocked by the gaze, looked left and right, did not see the devil, there was someone in the darkness at the entrance of the town, but she didn't know whether it was the devil traitor or the guerrillas, the speed was slow as if it could stop at any time, the woman's hands were holding the corners of her clothes, and her heart was struggling.

In the darkness near the entrance of the town, the figure of the woman who watched the woman increased to five, Liang Hao joined in with two people, he did it to transfer the crowd, the brothers could not confirm it, and wanted Liang Hao to confirm it.

Walking slowly, eventually entering the town, the woman finally saw the soldiers by the firelight, the familiar insignia, the unfamiliar military uniform, she was sure that this was the guerrilla army returning from Burma, American military uniform and American equipment, with familiar insignia.

"That's good."

The woman finally stopped and looked silently at the glowing town.

"This woman is not an ordinary person, arrest her."

Liang Hao saw the woman stop, his heart tightened, and he immediately gave an order; If it was an ordinary person, now after confirming that it was the victory of the guerrillas, she would return home as soon as possible to see if her altar and jar had been ruined, instead of standing here and watching the brothers transfer supplies.

"Maybe it's a small work, I'll report it."

Liang Hao watched several brothers jump from the darkness into the lights, and one turned around and ran to the side, he was about to use the walkie-talkie to talk to Feng Jie.

"Don't move, raise your hands."

The soldier who suddenly jumped out of the darkness held a gun, and the muzzle of the black hole was pointed at the standing woman.

"Master Jun, don't shoot, I'm a good citizen!"

In the orange light, the woman grasped the corners of her clothes with both hands, stood in the middle of the road with her head down, and took out a small notebook from her baggage tremblingly: because she saw that the guns held by these soldiers were Type 38 rifles, which were only available to the Japanese puppet army, not the standard equipment of the guerrillas, and she was afraid that what she saw was an illusion.

The woman trembled and handed over the certificate of good citizenship and held it in the air, and no one reached out to take it, these people did not come out to see this, and it was meaningless to see it.

Dressed as an ordinary woman, with a bun at the back of her head, her face could not be seen clearly, it seemed to be dirty, and she felt that she was not young, she should be forty or fifty years old; However, he was tall and exceeded the average height of women in this era.

"You're coming from the west?"

The brethren are not going to waste time and go straight to the point.

"Hmm"

The woman was resigned, nodding.

"From there? What are you doing here? ”

"I, I'm from there, I'm going home."

The woman hesitated and whispered.

"Where's home?"

"Right ahead."

The woman finally didn't hesitate this time, and for the spies, this quality is still there.

"Where?"

Feng Yi rushed over soon after receiving the news.

"Commander, no matter how I look, I feel that person is suspicious, the accent is from Guangdong, but it is a little different from the Liangkou people, the key is that he is not hunched over when he is old, and the countrymen here are not like this? And it's still so tall, it's a man's pretend, and the brothers can't get it right, so they can only report it. ”

Feng Ye and Liang Hao stood in the dark, looking at the women at gunpoint of several brothers in the orange light.

"Her fear is fake, too calm, there is a problem."

After a brief observation, Feng Ye was sure that this person was definitely not from the countryside, and it seemed that he would only know after careful interrogation.

"Don't look back! Don't speak! Keep your hands behind your head! I don't say it a second time! ”

Feng Yi approached the woman from behind, the order was very calm, his voice was low, the speed of his speech was slow, every word was clear, with an unquestionable tone.

She was dressed in dirty old women's clothes, not much shorter than herself.

"It's about one meter six or five."

Feng Yi estimated the height gap with himself in his heart.

With a standard Cantonese accent, the voice of the person who came was low, and the woman didn't know whether it was the puppet army or the national army, but she knew that this person must be an officer, at least an officer who could decide her life and death.

"Are you security forces or guerrillas?"

The woman hesitated, but she preferred that these people were guerrillas, and if they were puppet soldiers, she was afraid that she would not be so easy to pass.

The voice was young, though hoarse, but it was clearly not in keeping with an old woman in her forties or fifties; Feng Yi judged from this, I am afraid that these outfits and appearances are not her true face, this person is undoubtedly meticulous, but there is no way to determine where he comes from now.

"Now that we have guns in our hands, you don't need to know who we are, it's who you are. What are you doing here? ”

Feng Ye was unmoved, he was thinking about whether to do a body search.

"I want to know your identity and the number of your troops."

The woman's voice trembled, but her tone was firm, ready to bear all the consequences from the moment she decided to come here.

"Do you want to keep acting?"

For this person, Feng Yi didn't want to believe it, and as he questioned, he raised his left hand and grabbed the bun at the back of his head and pulled it.

"Ahh

The woman's exclamation rang out with this unexpected pull, and she staggered backwards, leaning directly against Feng Yi's chest.

"Huh? Is hair real? ”

Accidentally, completely accidentally, this bun did not fall off as expected, and it seems that no wig was used.

"Uh-huh......"

In order to prove that this person was indeed a woman, Feng Yi fixed her head with her left hand and held her neck directly with her right hand, and the woman felt that it was difficult to breathe.

"It's a woman."

Without the Adam's apple, there is no doubt that it is indeed female.