under fire

Chapter 1003 Letter of Introduction and Roadmap
The barren hills are sparsely populated.

A village appeared in the distance.

Just after turning a corner, two young men with patched clothes and spears jumped out of the bushes on the side of the road: "Stop, what are you doing?"

Ma Liang was stunned for a moment: "We are the Ninth Battalion of the Independent Regiment."

Watching the team with short guns on their faces vigilantly, the militiaman directly interrupted Ma Liang's words: "Independence regiment? I haven't heard of it!"

"We have an important situation to report to the division headquarters."

The young man shook his head: "You report the situation, if you don't go, you go to the independent regiment...what are you doing in the division?"

"Don't talk nonsense, if you miss something, you can't afford the consequences!"

"Tch, who are you scaring?" The young man blocked the mountain road with a shuttle mark horizontally: "The superior has an order, in order to guard against enemy agents, no one will take it, there is no road, no letter of introduction, no one wants to pass through us! "

"Letter of introduction, road?" Ma Liang was stunned for a moment, looking at the two stunned young men: "I didn't check this when I went to the mountains before?"

"The past was the past, and the present is the present. Since you are the Eighth Route Army, you should set an example for us and obey orders."

Ma Liang was speechless. It must be that his superiors had received the news of the surrender of the friendly troops in the southern mountainous area. The division followed the surrounding ministries and issued an emergency order.

As for the Jiuying who had already entered the mountain, they just didn't know anything, so they asked casually, "Then when did this order start?"

"Uh, it started yesterday morning,"

"Then can you help to contact the cadres in the nearby village?"

"This, it doesn't work, everyone is busy moving the nearby fellows to the north"

"You see, we are all Eighth Route Army, can you accommodate me?"

"Hehe, the devils and puppet soldiers disguised themselves as the Eighth Route Army a few times ago, this time they want to live with me, don't dream about that!"

"Think about it, you two don't even have a gun, there are so many of us, if it's really spies, do you think you two are still alive?"

"Hehe, do you think you can enter the mountain even if you kill us?" The sentinel sneered fearlessly, "Don't you open your dog's eyes to see, there are still our people on the mountain..."

"Then hurry up and call your superior over here."

"Superior? Our squad leader is on an emergency mission, so we're not free at this time!"

Ma Liang frowned. It was obvious that the enemy was aggressively attacking the friendly army. In order to prevent people from taking the opportunity to sweep into the mountains, the division should have strengthened the defenses at every intersection in the mountain.

I didn't expect to be stopped as soon as I arrived at the edge of the division headquarters. Judging by the attitude of these two, even if I said the name of the division headquarters, these two probably wouldn't know it!

After thinking for a while: "What task is your squad leader performing?"

The young man in gray clothes covered with patches on the opposite side immediately became nervous: "What? You want to inquire about the news? Let me tell you, there is no door!"

This one really insisted on the principle, so that Ma Liang couldn't do anything about him for a while.

As for whether there are other people on the mountain he mentioned, the devil only knows.

But it's not good to be rough on the friendly army, so I had no choice but to say: "Or else, I'll write an intelligence report, and you can send it to the division headquarters now, right?"

"No, you want us to get rid of one and sneak attack."

Ma Liang couldn't laugh or cry: "There are twelve of us, all of us have guns, just you two idiots, do you think we need to play sneak attack?"

The thin and tall young man finally realized that the situation was wrong: "You must not lie to me."

"I can't lie to anyone but my comrades, don't you think so?" After Ma Liang finished speaking, he took out his notebook and pen, wrote down the general situation in the notebook, folded the torn paper into strips, and handed it to the sentinel: "Hurry up and send this information to the division headquarters!"

"This is the intelligence? That's how the intelligence came about." The young man muttered a few words, reached out to take the note, and told another young man next to him: "You show them to me. Before the squad leader comes back, none of them will Do not pass through here!"

"Don't worry, with me watching, he can't get through anyone."

"Then be careful." The young man nodded, put the note away carefully, turned and ran away.

Looking at the speed, it was really not slow, much faster than Lu Maliang and his party who had driven most of them.

Li Lao Si next to him really couldn't stand it anymore, and whispered in Ma Liang's ear: "There are two hundred and five people from there, and they have a little bit of vision. With their small stature, I can overthrow ten of them by myself!"

Ma Liang shook his head, ignoring Li Laosi's unreliable suggestion.

He knew very well that he had never walked this road before, even if he passed this checkpoint, there were at least more guard posts ahead.

It may even conflict with the guard post at the back because I can't explain how to pass the outer post.

I didn't expect that I would encounter identification problems when reporting to the division headquarters.

However, this shows that the division has strengthened its defenses, so it is a lot of peace of mind.

The front here is the friendly defense area, even if this person is really brought down right now, it will waste more time if the friendly army is finally attracted and then identified.

However, it's not a problem to waste money here, we can only wait for this squad leader to come back.

Just take a break too.

Ma Liang pulled the leg of the grilled chicken that came out of the mule and gave it to the young man who had been vigilant: "Hey, do you want to eat some?"

Don’t take it, who knows if you put that Mongolian sweat medicine in there
Li Lao Si's eyes widened: "Hey, you're not stupid, you know the medicine of perspiration, we want to overthrow you, do you need to use the medicine to waste a chicken leg?"

Time passed by minute by minute.

Seeing that the young people who had left had already climbed up the opposite mountain ridge, Ma Liang put down the binoculars.

I feel relieved a lot. Judging by this person's leg strength, he can definitely run faster than himself!
I began to think about whether to go back now, maybe I could block the devils and arrange to watch the battalion commander and their eyeliners in the mountains.

But even if the devil's eyeliner is found, it seems that the problem cannot be solved, and it will not be able to affect the large number of devils who entered the mountain until the superiors arrange reinforcements.

From time to time, villagers passed by the intersection, and they were a little curious about Ma Liang's team.

But no one asked much.

Ma Liang was too lazy to talk to these villagers.

Indistinctly, a burst of irregular but unusually loud military songs came from the nearby ravine.

The young man who had been standing at the intersection finally let out a sigh of relief, with a proud expression on his face: "Our squad leader is back!"

Then the singing sound kept approaching, and Ma Liang stood up and walked towards the direction of the sound.

Finally, an Eighth Route Army military cap appeared on the mountain road in the distance.

Ma Liang has never expected the appearance of friendly troops like he does now.

The time he needs now, although someone has already delivered the letter, if the friendly army can pay attention to it, maybe the nearby friendly army can be mobilized first.

Although the combat effectiveness of the Eighth Route Army in the mountains is not very good, they are at least soldiers.

The cloth shoes moved neatly on the mountain path, and the footsteps sounded very clear in the silent Dali.

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(End of this chapter)