under fire

Chapter 242
After everything was arranged, Tian Sanqi desperately fried a few large pots of fried wheat grains, each team lined up to collect them, and filled the kettles with water.

Ma Liang, Chen Chong and Li Xiang led the team with guns and set off first. Each department arranged for liaison soldiers to ride on horses with pistols, and the leaders of the team agreed on the contact method.

The vanguard went out, the reconnaissance team dispersed, the rear guards brought equipment, each led a team with fewer men and more guns, and marched towards their respective target areas.

This is no reconnaissance, it is clearly a small-scale raid!
On the plain, the devils painstakingly dug blockades, and there were strongholds and gun towers everywhere. Hu Yi and his party spread out to the east for nearly ten miles on both sides, and moved eastward like a net.

The little girl wore a straw hat with a hole in the top, and her braids protruded from the top of the straw hat, riding sideways on the back of a docile mare, looking around.

The mule in front had a sad face, and led the horse, walking out of the hilly area for more than ten miles. It was noon, and the sweaty crowd looked at the boundless plain in the distance, showing their baldness in front of everyone's eyes.

The sun hangs high, the scorching sun is bright and venomous, and a dazzling light shines on the ground.

"Look, the blockhouse!" Tang Dagou's monkey pointed to his new discovery and said in amazement.

"There's another one over there!" Banxian's men, a man of medium build, picked up the ball.

"Passing the front of the devil's gun tower and the blockade ditch, it is the 'security' zone created by the devil!" Lao Meng held up his binoculars and said to Hu Yi next to him, then turned his head: "Everyone, please speak softly!"

The devil's gun towers stand one by one on the plain like lookout towers. If you look across the fan, you can see five or six, but the farther places are too dazzling to see clearly.

The two gun towers are near the village, surrounded by a small forest, and occasionally there are a few dirt bumps on the plain, which should be graves.

"First go and search with two people, pay attention to carefully search under those small trees, whether there are people from the security forces hiding!"

Hu Yi was a little dazed, as if he had returned to the white mountains and the black waters. On the yellow land, no one was busy. On the land that had never rained, there was nothing but dry weeds.

He ordered everyone to stop, and each of them looked for a rest in the shade under the shrubs and trees that were about to wither.

Not long after, a few tents were erected behind a mountain bag facing the plain, and under the envious eyes of the guerrilla fighters, a piece of dirt flew over from the air and landed on Hu Yi's back.

I didn't pay attention to it, and there was no one on the gun tower in the distance. Apart from the occasional shaking of the plaster flag, it was lifeless.

"If the situation of the large number of devils going south is correct, there should be security forces in the blockhouse!" Hu Yi whispered to Captain Meng next to him.

In broad daylight, it is impossible to cross the blockade!Unless you go north and south, that's useless, otherwise, you can only wait until it gets dark.

From the boundary of Meixian County in the south to the military division in the north, a large no-man's land has been formed!


The sun is high.

In the crops near the ruins of Qingshan Village, several wine station militiamen are busy, carefully weeding and watering under the hot sun, looking at the green, that is hope.

There is a severe drought in the plain, and there is no rain for half a year. Everyone knows how terrible the result will be.

Several people were laughing and talking nonsense, and a voice came from a high place: "Someone is coming!"

A few people poked their heads out of the crop field and found a team wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army coming from the north. The first soldier, as the distance got closer, started to shout: "Hey, are you busy?"

As soon as the voice fell, the people in the crop field stood up, carrying hoes, buckets, guns on their backs, and ran eastward in a hurry!
Ding De, who was in the distance, saw a black line on his head, and the vanguard smiled and dared not speak.

"It's important to hurry!" It wasn't the first time Ding Deyi met him, and he wasn't surprised.

One company was stationed at the wine station. Wu Yanguang was naked and was directing soldiers to swim in the river. A squad of soldiers was building a house, but the political commissar came back suddenly.

Wu Yan quickly came out of the half-deep river, wearing thick boxer shorts. After getting wet, he was very uncomfortable. He quickly pulled a hand and turned the gun to one side. Changed!
He yelled at several squad leaders to tell the soldiers to go ashore quickly, put on trousers and military uniforms, scrambled and crawled in a mess, grabbed the rifles that were stacked together, and prepared to assemble.

"What to do!" The political commissar waved his hand.

Then I wandered around several wooden houses under construction one by one, and walked straight to the big tent at the bend of the river.

As soon as he entered the door between the two tent tarpaulins that had been lifted, he saw Head Lu bowed his head, alone in a daze, coughed quickly, and was stunned when Head Lu raised his head and the political commissar saluted habitually.

The beard is shaved, the clothes are neat, and the hair is cut into the popular big middle part. Ding De rubbed his eyes quickly. Is this really the head of the independent regiment?
It seems to be ten years younger. Did you take rejuvenating medicine?
There were only two of them in the room, seeing the political commissar staring at him, Captain Lu couldn't help blushing, looked down at his clean military uniform, raised his hand to stroke his hair, feeling a little embarrassed.

The political commissar who entered the door stared wide-eyed, and unconsciously circled around Commander Lu, and then stopped until he felt a little dizzy, it was not an illusion!

"What are you?" The political commissar was dumbfounded.

"Back?" The leaders of the two independent regiments were polite to each other.

Then the political commissar turned around and went out the door.

Head Lu, who left a black thread on his hair, was alone in the tent.

After going out, he went directly to Wu Yan's side, and saw Xiao Bing and almost the same class of guards flopping in the water, took a closer look, stopped, and waved to Xiao Bing who was still standing in the water.

Then stand still, waiting for Xiao Bing, who is wearing shorts, to trot forward, stand up straight and salute: "Report to the political commissar, is there anything wrong?"

"Are you having a good day?" Ding Deyi didn't look at Xiao Bing, but stared at the guards who had calmed down in the water.

Xiao Bing couldn't understand the meaning of the political commissar's words, so he didn't dare to argue, and saluted again: "Yes!".

"Why are you so loud? I'm not deaf. Uh, tell me, what's the matter with old Captain Lu?"

"Ah?" Xiao Bing staggered, cautiously: "Is there nothing wrong?"

"That's right, he's a good guard!" The political commissar turned around and stared at Xiao Bing.

"Uh..." Xiao Bing was so stared at, he didn't speak, and blinked one eye sideways vigorously.

After walking by myself for almost two months, there was something strange in the group, following the direction Xiao Bing blinked, turning his body sideways and turning his head.

Seeing an amazing scene, a curvaceous figure, holding a thermos in his left hand, brushing his hair with his right hand while walking, is really beautiful!

"Song Xiaoci?" The political commissar read it softly!
Half an hour later, there were a few people sitting in the regiment, maybe because there were few people, Ding Deyi sat at the top, head Lu Shuang sat on the right side like an eggplant, Wu Yan was on the left, and Zheng Zheng, who was taking notes, was on the opposite side. Uncle Niu choked on smoke at the mouth of the tent as usual.

The atmosphere was a bit delicate, and Ding Deyi finally opened his mouth and started to talk about the business: "This time I entered the mountain, I didn't expect it to take so long. The headquarters suffered heavy losses. The division headquarters suffered a narrow escape from the devil's raid this time."

(End of this chapter)