The cold wind blew, between the collapsed courtyard wall and the rubble, Lu Xiang, who was bent over to find something, raised his head with two books, which were two school magazines of St. Mary's Girls' School in Shanghai, one called "Phoenix Bath" and the other called "Guoguang".

Xiao Wuzi also bared his teeth and stood up straight in the ruins, turned back to Lu Xiang and said, "Old Lu, where did the embroidery girl hide things?" My waist is about to break, and I still haven't found it. ”

Lu Xiang carried two books and cherished the dust on them, and blew them with his mouth if he was not dirty.

"What are you doing?"

The moment Xiao Wuzi came over, Lu Xiang said: "This is the embroidery girl's favorite thing to see, saying that there is freedom here." ”

Xiao Wuzi was silent.

They came here tonight to find the 'Kwantung Army Military Train Transportation Timetable', according to Lu Xiang's inference, that is, the little devils have not dug up any useful information from the mouth of the embroidery girl, otherwise they will definitely not be able to hide in this Beiman City. Since the embroidery girl did not confess, is there a possibility that the little Japanese did not find this thing at all?

Or would you have to tear down the walls of the tailor's shop?

Besides, Xiuniang was arrested when she went to get the transmitter, so how could she put such important information on her in this case.

Therefore, Xiao Wuzi and Lu Xiang came to the collapsed tailor shop in the second half of the night, wanting to find some clues about that information here, but they didn't expect to turn to the two favorite books of the embroidery girl.

"Do you remember Embroidery's favorite article?"

Xiao Wuzi didn't need to look at it, and replied directly: ""Autumn Rain" in "Phoenix Bath" and "Cow" in "Guoguang" were written by a female student named Zhang Ailing. ”

These two articles are two completely different directions, the autumn rain, with a gorgeous rhetoric in the rendering of a dream, that is the embroidery girl did not have a dream when she was young, as if the raindrops in the article are extremely free; The cow tells a story, after the cattle of the Luxing family were taken away, they could not be cultivated in the busy farming season, so they had to sell their chickens to rent cattle to work.

In the previous article, like the coffee in Shanghai's Shili Yangchang, the embroidery girl was extremely envious but never owned; The latter article, almost the life of the embroidery girl, continues every day, but I am extremely disgusted.

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Lu Xiang kicked open a brick that pressed the newspaper under the moonlight, and when he took out the newspaper and shook off the dust, the first thing that caught his eye was a news published by the Japanese army in the newspaper.

The description of this news is very simple, that is, it shows that the anti-Manchu and anti-Japanese militants who are active in the mountainous areas of Northeast China are all living in dire straits.

For example, their food is the most common dried pickles with wotou;

Another example is that there is no clean water source in the area where they live, and it is a waterhole in the mountain where wild beasts gather, and after the Japanese army fetches water here, many people began to have stomach troubles.

The reason why the little devil can report this so sympathetically is because the Japanese army has just captured a station of the anti-Manchurian anti-Japanese armed forces, and the location of this location is not far from North Manchuria, close to Binsui Tujia.

Lu Xiang was stupid with this newspaper, and when he finished reading what was published in this traitor newspaper, he finally understood the reason for what Xiuniang did.

On the surface, the contents of this newspaper were the Japanese promoting the exploits of the Kwantung Army, and at the same time proving that this group of anti-Manchu and anti-Japanese forces actually had no combat effectiveness at all; But in their opinion, this is evidence of the lack of supplies in the mountains.

It is said that the Great Northeast is a roe deer scoop fish, but doesn't that have to be a condition where you can live carefree? The end of the year is approaching, and wherever the cities, railways, and rivers are close to the city, the railway, and the river are defended by the Japanese army, who dares to hunt and fish blatantly?

Yes, perhaps the comrades of the Anti-Japanese Federation still have abundant resources in the mountains, but the question is, are there enough things in the mountains?

There are more than 30,000 soldiers in the eleven armies scattered in the entire northeast, but these people are fighting against nearly 200,000 Japanese troops.

Can she not ponder the railroad? Who made this place in North Manchuria!

Lu Xiang finally understood that the Japanese closed the city gate clearly to prevent the outflow of materials, and wanted to use the cruelty of winter to make the army in the mountains produce a large number of non-combat attrition, and Xiuniang gritted her front teeth and rushed to the railway, just because the comrades of the Anti-Japanese Federation could snatch the devil's materials outside the city through the railway.

She had already completely let it go, otherwise she would have just translated the information, and she planned to take back the transmitter and contact the troops in the mountains.

"What's the shock, it's almost dawn."

Xiao Wuzi urged, and the moment he leaned over, Lu Xiang handed over the newspaper.

In an instant, Xiao Wuzi froze there.

He also understood.

When the two of them looked at each other, they suddenly bent down as if they were crazy, and began to rummage frantically as if they were completely tired, as if they were going to dig three feet into the ground, not letting go of every inch.

Wang, Wang.

A few dog barks came, Xiao Wuzi and Lu Xiangyi quickly took steps, ran a few steps in a row and hid behind the ruins and broken walls that had collapsed, and then a truck on the road drove slowly, and the headlights shone in the distance.

"What time is it, and the devil still has action?"

Xiao Wuzi asked after the truck drove into the city, and Lu Xiang frowned and replied: "It doesn't look like it's driving to the gendarmerie......

At this moment, Zhang Ziqiang, who had been watching the wind, came over, approached the mouth of the alley and said, "I came back from outside the city, I saw it." ”

Lu Xiang hurriedly asked, "At this point, you came back from outside the city?" ”

"No, there was a pregnant woman in the car, and people were chained."

"Pregnant?"

"What do you always suspect me for, how can I lie?"

Tut!

Lu Xiang blamed Zhang Ziqiang for interrupting his train of thought and smacked his lips, and then asked again, "Are you sure it's a pregnant woman?" ”

"Sure!"

Zhang Ziqiang was not happy either.

"In North Manchuria, as far as I know, there is only one pregnant woman who can be shackled, are you sure you read that right?"

This time, all Zhang Ziqiang's emotions were swept away and he stopped talking.

Xiao Wuzi asked again: "Lao Zhang, have you seen Wen Wan?" ”

"Where am I going? After we arrived in Beiman, we acted twice, once when the Li family protected Mr. Li, and the other time when the Railway Department was not gentle. ”

Xiao Wuzi stared at the road in front of him, and said fiercely: "First the embroidery girl, then the gentleness, God, who are you trying to force to death?" Believe it or not, Lao Tzu and these Japanese sons are dying together! ”

At this moment, the patrol on the road heard the shouting and immediately asked: "Where is the loud noise!" ”

The one who gave Xiao Wuzi was angry, scolded loudly, broke the jar and said: "The world of dog days, don't you let you say a word!" ”

Zhang Ziqiang and Lu Xiang hurriedly came over, and one of them took one of his arms and quickly drilled into the alley, for fear that he would cause trouble and escaped.