under fire

Chapter 1615 Flame

The autumn harvest does not represent joy.

Luxi is not a complete security area for the Japanese.

Logically speaking, temporary surrender or submissive disobedience can at least save one's life.

In the past few years, as one anti-Japanese team after another has been wiped out by the Japanese, puppet troops and even reconnaissance teams, the people of Luxi have long accepted the reality that the Japanese are powerful.

In the areas occupied by the Japanese, no one has the ability to directly confront the Japanese, not even the National Army guerrillas, nor the Eighth Route Army.

However, there are always some unyielding spines that never bend.

Lu Xi has a lot of strong bones and would rather die than surrender.

In their eyes, paying food to the Japanese and maintaining the government are only things that traitors can do.

The biggest problem faced by hard-core people is grain resistance in autumn.

According to previous experience, the Japanese will lead puppet troops to the countryside at any time in the next few days to grab food.

The villagers, who had worked hard all day, continued to be busy in the grain drying ground after dinner.

Bags of sorghum grain bags and loose corn cobs that were not fully dried were loaded onto mule carts and donkey carts.

Under the moonlight, creaking sounds can be heard from time to time on the roads and paths, as villagers deliver food to cellars dug in advance outside the village.

Wait until the villagers leave.

Dark shadows began to appear on the road outside the village.

When the black shadows arrived at the sunbathing area, they sat down directly and greeted each other.

Soon, the sunbathing area was filled with a dark crowd.

From time to time, people would walk around and go to the big vat beside the drying yard to scoop tea with gourds and pour it into their mouths.

Some people put food in their mouths.

Or go to the edge of the village to urinate in the field, or whisper in a low voice.

Without exception, everyone was carrying large guns on their backs. The guns were of various shapes, including rifles and blunderbuss.

In a large courtyard to the north of the grain drying ground, five big men gathered around a table.

There was food and wine on the table.

The five big men sitting together shouted and whispered from time to time.

"Deputy Commander, the Commander has been out for so long and hasn't come back. We can't wait any longer!" The middle-aged man sitting next to him began to pound the table.

"That's right, we are all here. Send a message quickly and everyone will be on their way immediately." Another person next to him followed up.

The young man who called Deputy Commander Wang stretched out his hand and said: "Everyone, please calm down. Commander Ji has his own destiny, don't yell! Everything will wait."

The middle-aged man directly interrupted Deputy Commander Wang: "The commander is really blind, so he let you, a bastard, become the deputy commander."

Deputy Commander Wang was scolded by his subordinates and immediately stood up to suppress his anger: "The situation is unclear now. We must wait for the person who went to inquire about the information to come back before making any plans!"

"Commander, something must have happened. What are you trying to do by holding everyone still?" The middle-aged man took out his rifle and smashed it on the table.

Deputy Commander Wang finally couldn't stand this man any more: "How presumptuous!"

"It's not good, it's not good." There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the hospital. Before anyone could enter the door, they shouted at the top of their lungs: "Report that the deputy commander's brother has collided with the Japanese."

Deputy Commander Wang looked at the burly man rushing into the room with an anxious look on his face and asked, "Jiao Si'er, what's going on?"

Under everyone's gaze, Jiao Si came in: "On the way to Donglu Village, the brothers found Uncle Wang hiding in the ditch. He said that he originally went to Donglu Village to inquire about news, and not long after, the commander led people to ride. Bicycles caught up from behind, and then the commander led people to Donglu Village first, and soon they heard gunshots coming from the village."

"Is there any specific news about the commander?"

"We haven't found out yet. We sent two brothers to prepare to approach Donglu Village and encountered the Japanese guard post. The two brothers were poisoned by the Japanese."

"In other words, you haven't heard anything about the Japanese?"

"Xiangdong and the others are still trying to find out the news over there. Let me come back first and report to Brother Dong that Deputy Commander you can quickly bring people over for reinforcements." Deputy Commander Wang felt a little unhappy. These guys under his command didn't hear anything. He shamelessly asked himself, the deputy commander, to lead people to reinforce him.

That's a devil, okay?

What is a devil?

It is an invincible existence!

The commander is probably in danger!

However, the eldest brother is in trouble. As long as he doesn't see the body, he must go.

Deputy Commander Wang, who can become the second-in-command of this team, naturally has some abilities.

He was originally a platoon leader in Chairman Han's team. Since the Chairman was shot, the team was in panic.

Following Wang Shun, the eldest brother of the family who was originally the company commander, he returned to his hometown in Guan County with some of his men and formed an anti-Japanese force to stand on his own.

As for the title of commander of my eldest brother, Chongqing actually issued a letter of appointment.

Every six months, people will be sent to deliver money, guns and bullets.

Otherwise, he and his cousin wouldn't be able to hold on for so long.

From the bottom of his heart, he preferred the Eighth Route Army's style of play.

It's a pity that the Shandong Plain in his hometown is not very suitable for guerrilla warfare.

Because the little devils used cruel methods against the dissatisfied villagers in the Luxi area: killing them all, burning them all and robbing them all.

In these troubled times, it is really difficult to survive with the folks from all over the country.

What the hell, my cousin is in trouble and must be rescued.

Thinking of this, Deputy Commander Wang immediately began to make arrangements: "Lao Wu, you leave the brothers who organized the mutual aid associations in each village to lead the villagers to move eastward.

Lao Qi, you inform the more than 200 brothers in the drying field and ask everyone to check the guns and ammunition immediately, and set off after a cup of tea! "

Just relying on a few small holes poked through the roof of the tunnel.

There is too little air flowing in to satisfy the breathing needs of so many people hiding in the tunnel.

The tunnel was getting stuffy.

The Japs were chirping and shouting on the ground above their heads, and it was obvious that they had roughly cleared the direction of the tunnel.

The second boss looked frustrated: "Brother, the Japs blew up the tunnel entrance, we have really become turtles this time."

"Why are you in a hurry? Our reinforcements will be here soon." Wang Shun said calmly in the darkness. Although most of the people sent back to bring reinforcements had been killed by the Japanese, he still did not despair.

I haven't returned for such a long time, and the people under my command are not fools. They must have known that they were in trouble.

The tunnel suddenly became translucent, and light came from one end of the tunnel that was not completely sealed.

boom.

Like the sound of a strong summer wind, it suddenly spread from the light.

Then, a strong wind smelling of gasoline poured into the tunnel through the unsealed gap.

The strong wind was mixed with endless heat waves.

"Ah" the man observing at the tunnel entrance let out a scream.

Then, the man's hair and clothes began to burn.

The fearful eyes in the tunnel instantly lit up.

"It's a flamethrower!" Wang Shun jumped up, picked up the shovel next to the brother who was already on fire, shoveled dirt and stuffed it into the gap: "Hurry up and seal the tunnel entrance."

boom.

Another ball of scorching flames spurted into the tunnel entrance.

A Japanese man lying behind a new mound of earth two or three meters away from the tunnel entrance had a ferocious look on his face. It was very difficult to set fire to the tunnel.

Because the flames sprayed into the tunnel will expand violently when the air temperature suddenly rises.

If you are not careful, you will be burned by the flames coming out.

Obviously, this devil was very experienced. The flames that rushed out rushed directly into the air after hitting the mound of dirt in front of him.

It lit up the night sky of the entire village.

Kondo, who was not far away, looked at the blazing fire rushing into the air and shook his head and said, "It is really a waste of the empire's high-tech weapons to be used on these mice."

The second lieutenant stood beside him, holding his command knife with both hands and a serious look on his face: "Don't sigh, these weapons will expire if they are not used anymore."

A Japanese soldier hurriedly ran to the second lieutenant and said, "Report, small unidentified teams were seen approaching from the north and south."

(End of this chapter)