under fire

Chapter 112 The new devil enters the village

Maybe, in the next second, a bomb will fall on the head, and he will die like this. Is this the destination of all the hardships and long journeys?Maybe this is the relief of the pain in the heart, the end of the suffering in life?
As the sun goes down, the sun pulls the figures of the fast marching long, and the unpredictable changes in the bushes on the roadside make people feel dazzled. In summer, the mountains are not green, the green bushes are brown and the gray water, no matter what The brown stones on the road, or the emerald green in the distance, are now illuminated golden.

The blue sky is like a wash, the blue sky is no longer there, the golden yellow clouds, with the afterglow of the sun, it seems that the whole world has become golden, making all the lines more blurred, like an oil painting.

Occasionally, the fields in the mountains are green, and the small flowers are very inconspicuous in the sunset. A group of gray figures, long strings, marching tiredly in the field, startled butterflies flying around in a panic.

People in twos and threes in the fields are still working, turning a blind eye to the team coming from the south, and it is serious to finish the work at hand.

On the map, Songjiazhuang is at the end of the zigzag mountain road. The mountain village is half-hidden into darkness, and the sun is still shining on the top of the village. The boundary between afterglow and darkness is clear, like a fantasy.

On the edge of the village, a group of children were playing, and an old man driving sheep walked slowly into the village, looking left and right, from the afterglow of the setting sun into the gray and dark place, saying hello to the aunt who was working in the field on the edge of the village, chatting about the old hen next door A few more duck eggs were laid, and my aunt scolded me a few times for being old and shameless.

Satisfied, he walked past with a smile on his face, calmly looked around at the group of children on the outskirts of the village, and was surprised to find that the little ones no longer played with stone bows and arrows, and looked up at the old man behind him.

On the mountain road, a hundred and ten soldiers of the Eighth Route Army formed a long line and approached the village sweating profusely.

Walking out of the afterglow of the setting sun, most of the Eighth Route Army members collapsed at the entrance of the village, wearily unloading the things they carried on their backs.

One Eight Road entered the village, and two Eight Roads spread out along the entrance of the village.

Okawa Toyoshi unbuttoned his neckline, took off his hat and fanned it in his hands, passing through the eyes of the children, he patted a child on the head with his hat, and in exchange for a grin, he ran away , and finally stopped beside the old sheep herder.

Not long after, the other two Eight Roads also appeared, and the four stood outside the mountain village.

"Master, is this the Song Family Village?" Okawa Toyoshi asked knowingly, and stretched out his hand.

The old sheep herding man hurriedly handed over the cane whip to his left hand, wiped his right hand on his back covered with patches of grease, and reached out to hold it with the eight roads in front of him: "Yes, yes, this is Songjia Village, you guys Where are you going?"

Okawa Toyoshi glanced at the uncle: "Uh, we are coming from the south to perform a mission, can we ask for some water in the village?"

"Look at what you said, although we are poor here, it's okay to eat stick noodles!" Uncle Sheep has seen a lot of Eighth Route Army. I haven't seen them come out to receive them now, and every time they cut down on food and clothing, they will make the passing Eighth Route Army soldiers have a full meal.

Okawa Toyoshi withdrew his hand, and the senior student wiped his back calmly: "That's not possible, we are disciplined!"

But he turned his head and took a sharp look at the sheep, whose Adam's apple was flying.

The Eighth Route Army was poor, and although the devils carried legal currency, they were useless and did not dare to show off. Besides, I just added that there was no shortage of anything, and it didn't matter whether they had food or not, what mattered was time.

Lieutenant Okawa didn't intend to stay. With an order, the devils on the ground started to form a team, ready to move on.

A man in black came out of the village. He walked in and saw that the clothes were actually gray, but a little dark. He said enthusiastically, "Hello, you are all at home, you have to eat before leaving! Besides, there is no urgent matter now. The emperor is not sending hungry soldiers, old horse head, hurry up and inform the people of the peasant association to cook."

"No need, comrade, we still have to hurry." Okawa Tomoyoshi didn't want to waste time here.

"Aren't you ignorant of the way? You don't even have a guide, so it might be a waste of time to go now!" Sheep still remembered that the captain seemed to ask him if he was from Songjiazhuang.

Balu who came out of the village immediately answered: "Don't worry about the time, go after dinner, I have the final say on this matter, and I will call you a soldier to let them lead the way later, oh yes, you are going to Where are you going?"

"Uh, this was originally a secret. But it's all my own people, so it's okay to tell you, we're going to the division headquarters."

"Hey, look, you are going this way now, who doesn't know that you are going to the division headquarters, haha, let the soldiers rest for a while, it won't be long, and I will take you to take a shortcut at that time, guarantee There will be no mistakes."

"Is there a shortcut?"

"Well, of course there is, but it's not so easy to start. It takes a big detour to take the main road from here, and ordinary people don't want to start. Only our Eighth Route Army soldiers do it. It will save an hour or two."

"Oh, that's fine, let's go after eating, but do you have enough food?"

"Food, hey, you don't have to worry about that, the people in the mountains, although they don't have much to eat, there are many things to eat in the mountains. A few days ago, a wild boar was harvested, but it was a little small, and some of them were sent to the teacher. We were not willing to eat the rest of the wounded, so we waited for some comrades to come to treat them.” Seeing that the shepherd had already entered the village, there were people from the peasant association in the village, and the Eighth Route Army, and the Eighth Route Army entered the mountain. I went to training, I guess I will be back in a while, and I have to study in a while when I meet such a neat army.

The three of them warmed up to each other, and the Eighth Route troops who went to the mountains for training also entered the village from the other side of the village.

Okawa Toyoshi looked at the nervousness of his subordinates around him, made a gesture, signaled others not to speak, rushed from the side of the village, a dozen or so eight roads, looked at the equipment of the eight roads, Okawa Tomoyoshi remembered that he seemed to have no self Introduction: "By the way, my surname is Ji. You call me Company Commander Ji. We belong to the Sixth Brigade."

An eight-way team of ten or so people dressed in rags and carrying shuttle badges, there is only one gun in total, an old sleeve! "

On the leading man, the thought man looked at the neat military appearance of the Eight Routes in front of him. The machine guns and rifles were brand new. In addition to feeling a little dusty, they also had an extra murderous look and lacked confidence. He said with a sneer: "We are poor here. , There is nothing that can be sold, but our Eighth Route Army officers and soldiers are equal, Commander Ji, you are rich, so you have to support us and shoot bullets."

Company Commander Ji said kindly: "That's no problem, we are all comrades, let's communicate well."

Soldiers of the Eighth Route Army lined up and entered the grain drying field in the middle of the village. into the hands of the soldiers.

Let these guys look at each other, looked at the platoon leader Ji, and got the signal, and the Eighth Routers began to take out their own things.

French currency!A lot of French currency, a few devils accidentally took out all the Japanese yen, and the colorful banknotes were in the hands of the common people. Looking at the things in their hands, they didn't recognize them, so they knew that they should be money.

So the captain put on a dark face and immediately asked the villagers to return the money, and the two sides gave each other a friendly and polite way.

The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army in front of me are very disciplined. In such a big battle, these Eighth Route Army soldiers did not say a word. Put together ten sentences, this discipline, this military appearance, is a role model, an example to learn from.

(End of this chapter)