Chapter 21: Undercurrents
The two were about to leave, but Li Qinghe stopped them again, "After class in the evening, I still have other training programs to teach you in this small playground." This is also the various technical and tactical events that we will be training from next month. Zhang Niu and Wang Ergou rubbed their hands, they were looking forward to the training of these subjects.
"Go ahead, let's train the warriors. Our time is limited, and in less than one month, we may have to fight the Japanese puppet army. ”
"By the way, squad leader, is it true or false that you said before that the puppet army has the combat effectiveness of the Japanese army?" Wang Ergou suddenly asked,
"Of course it's true, there is a puppet army in North China like this." Li Qinghe thought about it and said, "Then the Li Shouxin Department of Chahar is also about the same, and the most elite is the puppet Manchukuo army in the north, whose strength is no worse than that of the Japanese army, and the level of equipment is similar to that of the Japanese army, and we will all meet and fight in the future." ”
"I thought the puppet army was the kind we encountered after advancing before, but I didn't expect it to be strong." Wang Ergou said with some frustration.
"Don't underestimate any army, it's taboo to underestimate the enemy." Li Qinghe said lightly, "You remember, often these puppet armies are our real enemies. ”
"Of course, we don't have to think too highly of these people, our troops will only be more elite than them. Our fighters will only be of a higher level than these people, so they have nothing to look up to. But it should not be looked down upon, this is a taboo in soldiers. ”
"Well said!" An old voice sounded from behind, and the three of them turned around, only to see Village Chief Han clapping his hands with a smile on his face and walking over, "It's really rare in the world for a young man to be talented, so young but so eloquent, and so far-sighted." With a talent like you, it is really a blessing for Hebei and a blessing for China. ”
The old village chief praised it falsely, "Li Qinghe is a little embarrassed, and his remarks today are also based on the political work of the army in later generations and the analysis of the Anti-Japanese War. Most of them are copied, and I don't have much of my own goods, which is embarrassing.
"Little Brother Li doesn't have to refuse, you can stand this. is so young, but he is not arrogant or impatient, and he really has the style of a general. Li Qinghe bowed his hand again and again, and said with a wry smile: "The old village chief really praises me too much, and now I am not qualified to say anything about the style of a general." I'm just an ordinary person, and a lot of things are based on the eyes of my predecessors. ”
Speaking of this, Li Qinghe suddenly changed his words, "The old village chief must have asked for something here, please tell me something, if we do it, it will be incumbent on us." ”
The old man smiled and nodded, "I did come here for a request." I believe that Little Brother Li already has how to solve the problem of the militia group, right? ”
"I do have some ideas, if the old man has a request, please say it directly."
"Okay, since Little Brother Li said it, the old man will also say it bluntly, I hope to exterminate the militia and defeat the Zhou family, you can save Liu Mouse's life."
"Who is Liu Mouse?" Li Qinghe's face was puzzled, he didn't seem to have seen this person.
"It's Master Liu, who came to collect rent that day." The old man singled out the man in a single sentence.
A familiar figure flashed through Li Qinghe's mind, and he nodded slightly, "Since the old village chief has said it, I can naturally do it." However, I would like to take the liberty of asking why he was spared. ”
The old man smiled and touched the beard on his chin, "This matter has to start from a summer 24 years ago, it was a dark and windy night...... A pitiful story was told from the old man's mouth, so that Li Qinghe thoroughly understood this person called "Liu Mouse".
On the other side, Master Liu fled all the way with part of the militia and fled back to the Han official camp, not even bothering to drink a sip of water, so he hurriedly ran to his own backyard of Master Zhou, "Master Zhou, master, something is wrong!" ”
Zhou Laosi was originally enjoying the beautiful scenery of the garden in the backyard, and drank the cold longan lotus seed porridge to get rid of the heat, but Master Liu's shouting made him almost fall the bowl to the ground in fright.
As soon as he turned around, he found that it was Master Liu, and as soon as he was angry, he raised his hand and slapped Master Liu in the face. There was a crisp sound of "pop", and Master Liu fell to the ground, the left side of his face was bright red, and a clear handprint was printed on his face.
"idiot, yelling and yelling, almost made me hit something. Do you know that this is the Zhou Mansion, this is an aristocratic family, you must have a temperament, don't shout every day, what kind of system! Zhou Laosi angrily reprimanded Master Liu. He didn't see the faint anger and murderous intent in the eyes of Master Liu, who was covering his face.
After reprimanding for more than half an hour, Zhou Laosi stopped his mouth, took a sip of porridge to relieve his dry mouth, and said very casually: "Say, what happened to make you so anxious?" ”
Master Liu hurriedly said: "Master, something is wrong, our people went down to collect rent, but the villagers of Hanjiayu took the lead in resisting, and they also killed and injured many brothers of the militia with guns. ”
The porridge bowl fell to the ground and smashed to pieces, and Zhou Laosi picked up Liu Laosi's neck collar, "What did you say?" You say that the mud-legged people started not paying rent, resisted us with guns, and defeated the militias? ”
Master Liu nodded busily, indicating that what he said was true. "Bang" was another crisp sound, Master Liu was fanned out, and he didn't dare to move when he fell to the ground, "What the hell is Diao Min, who eats me and uses mine, he actually dares to turn against me!" Zhou Laosi was furious and swept out all the things on the small table on the side, crackling.
"What about Jia Cheng?" "Deputy Captain Jia Cheng was shot dead by a hunter among the villagers, and few of the more than 40 militia brothers we brought with us came back." Liu Mouse said with a crying voice. "The Diao people are so ruthless, they dare to resist us."
Zhou Laosi paced quickly in the backyard, looking very angry and anxious, "This group of Diao people has delayed the major affairs of the imperial army, and they are going to be killed." They should all be turned into slaves and maids, and they should always work for the Zhou family. ”
Speaking of this, Zhou Laosi seemed to remember something, and hurriedly said: "Tell Zhou Wanhe, tomorrow, let him take everyone from the militia to go, and give Lao Tzu a surprise to everyone in Hanjiayu, and the grain will be snatched, and the imperial army is waiting for food." ”
It seems that he has thought of something again, Zhou Laosi continued: "Also, this time, all the people of Han Jiayu took their heads and took their heads to inspect all the surrounding villages. Tell them that the fate of going against us will corrupt Lao Tzu's mentality. After saying that, he flicked the sleeves of his robe and walked into the house.
Outside the house, Master Liu was still covering his red and swollen face that had been beaten, and looked at the departing figure of Zhou Laosi with hatred. After a long time, he slowly got up and limped towards the outside of the house. He had to come up with a way to inform the anti-Japanese forces there and tell them that Zhou Laosi was going to send a large army over.
But he couldn't have gone overnight, because here he was an outsider. He himself is well aware that many of his actions are under surveillance, even if he has been following him for more than 10 years. With his character of being a bearded man who once went up the mountain, it was impossible for him to trust anyone, including himself.