At that time, the cellar had not yet formed the scale of the tunnel, just like a radish and a pit, the Japanese army dug a pit, and all the people hiding in this pit could be captured, and there was no way out, sometimes the Japanese devils found the people hiding in the cellar, and they would throw grenades inside, and a grenade could kill a group of people.

It was precisely this bloody lesson that made the anti-Japanese guerrillas in the central Hebei region constantly sum up their experience and improve the cellars in the process of fighting the Japanese devils again and again, from two mouths in one cellar and two cellars connected, and then developed to three or four cellars connected, and the cellars in a village were connected, forming an underground spider web-like tunnel that was connected to each other.

From the individual cellars form interconnected with each other, extending in all directions, like a spider web-like tunnel.

Tunnel warfare, an anti-Japanese world, and the cow baby in front of him is the guerrillas in Gaojiazhuang, in addition to the guerrillas, there is also the Women's Rescue Association.

Xia Yuan took a small bite of the dry and hard bread, and two short-haired women walked in outside the door, also wearing dirty coarse linen clothes, their hair was blown messy by the wind, and the two of them were still holding a bowl of food in their hands. What about Chuanbao and Uncle Lao Zhong? ”

"Sister-in-law Lin Xia, Chuanbao and Uncle Lao Zhong went to the old village chief's house, it's not that the Japanese devils have not been very peaceful recently, and they have swept several villages in a row, and they will hold a meeting in the sub-district to discuss this matter." Niu Wa stood up and said.

"That's it." Lin Xia nodded, put her rice bowl on the table, and looked at Xia Yuan: "You woke up, how do you feel about your body?" ”

Xia Yuan's dark cheeks had a hint of sickness: "My body still feels a little weak." ”

Lin Xia glanced at the dough cake in Xia Yuan's hand, turned her head to Niu Wa and said, "Niu Wa, this is what you gave him?" ”

Niu Wa nodded: "Yes, he is hungry, so I brought him some bread." ”

Lin Xia said: "The dough is too rough, he won't be able to stand it if he eats it." ”

She said in a reproachful tone, "Ahh ”

Niu Wa touched her head, and Xia Yuan said: "Sister-in-law Lin Xia, it's okay, we are just rough people, we are used to eating brown rice, we really want to eat good, and we can't eat it yet." ”

Lin Xia handed him the batter in the bowl: "Eat this, there are still some leftovers here, don't dislike it, you eat this egg to replenish your body." ”

Xia Yuan said gratefully: "Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, I'm very satisfied to have a bite to eat." ”

He took the rice bowl and ate it in small bites, the most taboo thing for people who are hungry is overeating, and if they can't control it, they are likely to be strangled to death, Xia Yuan eats very carefully, and little by little let this body absorb the nutrients in the meal.

When Niu Wa was eating at Xia Yuan, she began to introduce Xia Yuan's family history to Lin Xia's sister-in-law and another female comrade of the Women's Rescue Association, "His name is Xia Yuan, he is a villager of Xiajia Village, more than a month ago, the Japanese devils carried out a big sweep, and the sweep was Xiajia Village, hundreds of people in a village were killed, and everything that could be robbed was robbed, and the young people in the village were arrested to be strong men, and the Japanese devils did not give them food to eat, and let them trim the turret, they ate grass to satisfy their hunger, and it is a miracle that they can survive until now." ”

Lin Xia's sister-in-law and another female comrade of the Women's Rescue Association heard Xia Yuan's tragic life experience, sympathized with Xia Yuan very much, and were full of anger at the cruelty of the Japanese devils.

Sister-in-law Lin Xia stood up and said, "Xia Yuan, don't worry, we will definitely not let the Japanese devils have a good time!" You can stay in Gaojiazhuang for the time being, it is very safe here! ”

Xia Yuan drank a bowl of batter, ate the eggs, and said very gratefully: "Thank you, thank you." ”

Looking at the angry eyes of the three of them, Xia Yuan was full of emotion, and secretly made up his mind that he must kill more Japanese devils and avenge the souls who died tragically under the swords and guns of Japanese devils!

In this way, Xia Yuan temporarily lived in Chuanbao's house, and raised it in Chuanbao's house for two days, Xia Yuan was able to walk on the ground, Chuanbao gave him a towel and asked him to wrap it on his head, due to the wind and sand in the Jizhong Plain, if you don't wear a towel when you go out, when you come back, your hair is full of sand, this kind of thing is the most basic for the people of the Jizhong Plain, wrap the whole body tightly, otherwise a gust of wind and sand will come out, and the body will be full of wind and sand.

Except for the time to recuperate in bed, Xia Yuan rarely went out, and when he was almost complete, he went to the village for a walk.

Everywhere inside and outside the village, you can see the militia standing guard with red tassel guns, this is a team formed by the villagers spontaneously, Gaojiazhuang is in the enemy-occupied area, the villagers live a hard life, not only have to fight against the harsh environment, but also fight against the Japanese devils, it is the standard to fight with the sky, with the earth, and with people.

The life of the people in this era is undoubtedly hard, especially after seeing the real life of the villagers during this time, Xia Yuan was even more emotional, just the bowl of batter that Lin Xia's sister-in-law gave him, for the villagers of Gaojiazhuang, it is a more luxurious food, white noodles are particularly precious, steamed buns and eggs are reserved for the district captain, and the general district captain will not eat it, and will leave these foods for the wounded.

Therefore, the guerrillas are not all tall figures, the tunnel warfare in the movie is because of artistic needs, the members of the Eighth Route Army guerrillas are all thick eyebrows, big eyes, tall figures, very photogenic, the reality is that they are wearing dirty clothes, unkempt, thin figures, everyone has a sallow complexion, and there is a phenomenon of malnutrition.

Xia Yuan lives in Gaojiazhuang, his body is gradually recovering, his identity is also accepted by the villagers of Gaojiazhuang, the affairs of Xiajiazhuang are still well known to everyone on their side, the Japanese army has been moving constantly during this time, burning and killing and looting everywhere, several villages have been bloodbathed by the Japanese army, and there are refugees everywhere who can't stand the oppression of the Japanese army and flee. When the villagers of Gaojiazhuang encounter refugees, they can also help.

On the flat ground outside Gaojiazhuang, I saw the fleeing people pulling up a long queue from a distance.

Niu Wa found Xia Yuan in the house and said, "Xia Yuan, there are people fleeing again, see if there is anyone you know." ”

Xia Yuan raised his head, folded the crumpled paper in his hand and put it in his arms, Niu Wa smiled and said, "What kind of tunnel warfare are you studying again?" ”

At this time, Gaojiazhuang has not yet formed the concept of authenticity, even the cellar is still a single, the tunnel can not be dug indiscriminately, if it is just a single Tibetan, it is very simple, dig through each cellar, but want to be able to hide, can hit the tunnel, it is not an easy thing, to take into account all aspects, especially in the excavation of the tunnel, traps, skills, must have.

Therefore, Xia Yuan prepared for a long time to study the cellar of Gaojiazhuang, and tried to get the design drawings out before the Japanese army swept away.

Came to the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village and looked into the distance, the fleeing people turned into a string of small black dots, Chuanbao looked into the distance on the big banyan tree, scolded and said: "According to the news, the Japanese devils have launched another sweep in the north, and seven or eight villages have been destroyed by the Japanese devils, these are refugees who have escaped, and the Japanese devils are really not people!" ”

Lin Xia and the female comrades of the Women's Rescue Association gritted their teeth against the Japanese devils, they had long heard of the cruelty of the Japanese devils, and many sisters were violated by the Japanese devils, and those who survived were not able to be ruined by the Japanese devils and threw themselves into the well.

Niu Wa held a gun and hurriedly asked, "What about the guerrillas?" ”

Chuanbao lowered his head, with a trace of sadness on his face, Niu Wa was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth for a long time, he had realized something, looking at the group of refugees who had fled, there was only sadness in his heart.

The refugees fled here, and the villagers of Gaojiazhuang prepared some flour cakes to eat on the road, and the refugees were unkempt one by one, pulling the villagers of Gaojiazhuang with tears in their eyes.

"I can't live, God, the Japanese devils are not people, there are more than 800 people in a village, there are only a few left, there are only a few left, they are not people, they don't give us a way to live, they want to kill us all."

Their faces were numb and sad, some old people looked up to the sky and sighed, crystal tears flowed down the ravines on their faces, and their faces stained with wind and sand soon left a black mark, and the crystal tears also became muddy.

Nearly 1,000 people in a village are all gone in a day, and the villagers are all in the same village, regardless of whether they are related by blood or not, they are basically related to each other, and they all die all at once, and this kind of loss of relatives and family ruins is extremely painful.

The fathers and villagers of Gaojiazhuang felt very uncomfortable in their hearts, and their chests were like pressing a stone, which made them breathless.

The back of the fleeing people has become more rickety, lonely, the Japanese devils do not give them a way to live, they can only leave their hometowns, find other ways to live, Gaojiazhuang is also a stage that is difficult to protect itself, the Japanese devils always like to sweep Zhengliang, the corpses are all over the field, the people are not happy, they themselves eat not much food, and they can help them is also from the only surplus grain in their hands to cut down some.

Xia Yuan clenched his fists, and his heart was even more determined to fight the devil.

Every era has its own suffering, and the suffering of this era is undoubtedly the heaviest.

Gao Chuanbao clenched his fist and punched the trunk of the tree: "Damn Japanese devils!" I will never let them go! ”

The common people in this era are living in the shadow of the Japanese devils' invasion of China, and when they hear the Japanese devils, they are gnashing their teeth and hating them, but they are powerless, and the Japanese devils are very strong in combat, and they are not able to fight against some militias composed of ordinary people, not to mention that most of the guerrillas are backward in weapons and equipment.

Xia Yuan's eyes were filled with hatred for the Japanese devils, and he clenched his fists and said, "Brother Chuanbao!" I'm going to join the guerrillas! I'm going to fight the little devils! I want to avenge my fathers and fellow villagers! ”

Japanese devils are not in vain, they will not let go of any villagers, whether it is a newborn baby, or an old man over half a hundred years old, burning, killing, looting, and doing all kinds of evil, what really appears in front of him, this is really happening in history, he will not simply see the world he experiences as a copy, and the characters who appear in the character world are NPCs.

They have people's emotions and desires, joys and sorrows, they are real people, this is the real world, and this is a real happening.

Xia Yuan has also experienced a lot of battles and killed a lot of people, and every time he sees such a picture, he still feels sad and sad in his heart, and he is full of anger at being a villain.

Gao Chuanbao looked at Uncle Lao Zhong, and Uncle Lao Zhong said solemnly: "It's good to join the guerrillas, but you must be ready to sacrifice at any time, the gun doesn't have eyes." ”

Xia Yuan was not afraid at all and said: "If it weren't for the fathers and villagers of Gaojiazhuang, I would have died, I had already died once, what are you afraid of, the Japanese devils have killed so many of my relatives, if I can kill one or two little devils when I am dying, I will be dead, and I will have an explanation when I see my fathers and fellow villagers!" ”

He raised his head and said with a look of appraisal: "Uncle Zhong, Brother Niu Wa, Brother Chuanbao, Sister-in-law Lin Xia, you just let me join the guerrillas!" I am not afraid of hardship, I am not afraid of sacrifice, when the masses need me, I will stand in front of the masses, kill devils, block bullets, and protect the lives of the masses! When the masses don't need me, I will go back to the masses and be a part of the masses! ”

Several people were all moved by Xia Yuan's words, they had never heard such simple and simple, but they made people feel blood-boiling.

Uncle Lao Zhong looked at Lin Xia, Lin Xia nodded slowly, and Uncle Lao Zhong said, "That's good!" I need to report this matter to the district captain, and the district team will have a meeting just a few days later, and this matter will be resolved at that time. ”

Niu Wa patted Xia Yuan's shoulder and was happy for him: "Great, Comrade Xia Yuan can join in, let's fight the little devils together!" ”

Xia Yuan's face showed joy, and he turned his head to look at the refugees who gradually turned into small black dots in the distance, until the other party disappeared and could no longer be seen.

In the dead of night, an oil lamp lit up the dim room, with the help of the faint light, Xia Yuan continued to ponder the design of the tunnel, he designed the trap tunnel, the roundabout tunnel, the side tunnel, and the excavation method was also carried out in detail, all saying that the wisdom of the masses is infinite.

Gao Chuanbao saw that it was so late, and Xia Yuan's room was still lit, so he pushed the door and walked in, Xia Yuan, who heard the voice, raised his head and put down the pen in his hand, "Brother Chuanbao, why are you here." ”

Gao Chuanbao put the gun behind him, sat opposite Xia Yuan, and said, "Seeing that the light in your room hasn't gone out yet, is this pondering the authentic way again?" ”

He looked at the paper spread out on the table, the paper was painted with crooked lines, some things he could understand, such as the two circles falling together, very much like a millstone in the yard, and then the huge banyan tree at the entrance of the village, Gao Chuanbao was amazed, it was really the first time he saw Xia Yuan painting.

Xia Yuan nodded, and said happily: "Brother Chuanbao, this is what I have been pondering in the past few days, I think every time the Japanese devils come to sweep, we can only hide in the cellar, there is only one mouth, the Japanese devils find the entrance to the cave, we have nowhere to run, I wonder if we can set up a few more openings, so that the Japanese devils find one mouth, we have another mouth to transfer." ”

Under the dim kerosene lamp, Gao Chuanbao raised his head, and the kerosene lamp shone on his face, and there was a trace of excitement.

(End of chapter)