under fire

Chapter 727 Suffering
A round of blood-colored sun set low in the mountains to the west early, leaving a few bleak clouds in the sky.

The entire brilliant sky quickly darkened to gray.

The light in the village quickly dimmed.

It's getting dark again.

Three bicycles and six men in black left the village and disappeared on the road outside the village with a puff of dust.

Not long after, more than thirty ordinary people left the village in ragged clothes, carrying big bags and hanging small bundles.

The sweeping puppet army went south, and there were few pillars of smoke in the dilapidated villages in Shili Baxiang.

During the severe drought, those related to the family moved away long ago. It is a pity that the ordinary and honest people are hard to leave their homeland. The lifeblood of the land is gone.

The villagers who stayed behind were even secretly happy. They firmly believed that as long as there were two light rains after the beginning of spring, these unowned lands would be revived again.

A large piece of barren land located between several nearby county towns made the remaining villagers wonder who is the owner of this land.

A thin body in his teens squatted in front of an old man at the entrance of the village: "Second uncle, there is an Anmin notice in the city, as long as our family farms the land well, there is still hope!"

The old man with a wrinkled face on the opposite side smoked a dry cigarette, worried: "Hemp stick, this time the Imperial Association Army raided, our cattle are gone, sheep are gone, and there is not even a chicken cub left. If it doesn't rain in spring , I’m worried that everything we’ve done is in vain!”

"Second Uncle, don't worry. I signed up for the Quick Knife Club with a few young people from the next village. I'm old. From now on, the three nearby villages will be under our management. The news of the anti-Japanese elements confronted by the army was reported to the Imperial Association Army in the gun tower, and in addition to the Imperial Association Army, we will have the final say here!"

The old man hesitated: "Did they say how to distribute the food?"

"From this year onwards, ten draws will be paid, which is much lower than the old landlords who paid half of the ten draws and five draws. It is even less than when the national army was here, and it does not send troops or pay. The imperial army is really good to us ordinary people." Not bad!" Ma Gan was also speechless, all the strong laborers in the village had been exhausted by the Latin faction, and the nearby blockhouses were almost repaired.
The old man is used to the impermanence of the world: "Damn, you are still young, and you don't know that people are evil. If you were not born thin and small, you would have been arrested by those people. In recent years, I always feel terrified. Decades ago Since then, we have hardly had An Sheng here, firstly, the warlord and the commander were stationed, and they all said it nicely at the beginning, so don't be fooled by them."

The thin Ma Gan grinned: "Don't worry about that, this time we will be the captain of the Quick Knife Club, and I will have the final say on the three nearby villages. It is the site of our Quick Knife Club, our president has already made an agreement with the security commander in the city, as long as we pay the food on time, they will absolutely guarantee our safety!"

The old man looked at the gradually darkening sky and muttered to himself: "How can there be such a good thing in this world? Hey."

"Second uncle, don't worry, I will let you live a good life!" The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy firmly believed.

The old man's wrinkled face was full of sorrow. It was not easy to survive under the devil's iron hoof. Life is not easy.
god damn thief
Under the moonlight, the earth was dead silent.

The area between the villages was originally full of fields, almost all of which were barren. The relentless drought tore the earth into fist-wide openings one after another, and there was no trace of life in the cracked land.

Passing by a sparse sorghum field half a person's height, Hu Yi subconsciously went down to the ground to have a look, this one can light a fire!

If you can't grow crops, how the hell can you live?
Hu Yi felt a little blocked. When he was in Qingshan Village, he had done the work himself, and he knew that if there was no water in the field, everything he did would be useless.

Gao Yidao feels similar to Hu Yi. He spends most of his time in the hilly area at the foot of the mountain. No matter how dry the weather is, if he digs a few feet more on the ground, there will always be a place where water can be dug out.

The endless barrenness is heartbreaking.

There are enemy gun towers everywhere, searchlights flickering around, and pillars of cooking smoke are blown away by the cold wind.

Not far ahead, a village appeared.

Captain Yang suddenly turned his head and said to Gao Yidao and Hu Yi, "When we enter the village, don't go to the well to fetch water!"

"Why?" Gao Yidao asked with a frown.

Captain Yang was full of bitterness: "The common people are counting on this well to survive, so let's not burden them any more."

After traveling for nearly ten miles, I heard what Captain Yang said.

There seemed to be no trace of moisture in the air, and smoke began to rise from the throat.

In the village where we are temporarily stationed today, all the wells in the village are covered. When the soldiers removed the well covers, Hu Yi and Gao Yidao went to see them. There was water in the wells but not much.

There is no problem with drinking water for humans and animals, but if you want to use well water to plant land, it is not enough to plant half an acre of land!

What can it do?

The village is getting closer, and from a distance, a few dozen or so villagers are consciously standing on the grain drying field at the entrance of the village.

Could it be?Are you welcoming the Eighth Route Army?

This made Hu Yi feel unreal, this fucking
The work of the military division is really in place.

Captain Yang walked in front, depressed: "This area is where we do anti-Japanese work, but these folks are too poor. The men were arrested by the national army and bandits, and those who could move were dragged away by the puppet army. All that are left are the old and the weak, women and children, and I worry that they will not be able to survive until the summer harvest."

Gao Yidao next to him suddenly said, "I said Captain Yang, your work is much better than ours!"

Captain Yang was a little surprised, and turned around: "What do you mean?"

Gao Yidao raised his hand and pointed: "Then what are they doing standing at the entrance of the village? Aren't they welcoming us?"

Captain Yang has a black line: "Welcome is welcome, but they welcome whoever comes."

Gao Yidao was stunned, this is really fucking weird, could it be...the devils are welcome when they come?After thinking about it for a while, you will understand immediately.

Captain Yang quickly figured out the reason for Gao Yidao's questioning, with grief and indignation on his face: "You are in the mountains, but you don't know that the traitors of the investigation team are running around in every village, and the devils and puppet troops raid four or five times a year. Slow down, those goddamn devils just stabbed them with bayonets, and the second devils came to grab things, what can the common people do? The enemy has raided more times, and they are used to it."

Captain Yang walked in the front. Some of the villagers recognized Captain Yang, an old lady with a white cloth covering her head, trotting forward: "Captain Yang, I hope you are here!"

"Don't worry, take your time, look, we brought you food." After Captain Yang finished speaking, he looked at Hu Yi and Gao Yidao in embarrassment.

Without hesitation, Hu Yi asked Luo Fugui to carry a bag of food to Captain Yang.

The aunt didn't hesitate at all, she turned her head and greeted: "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and move, and cook food for our team!"

"No, we came here only after eating!" Captain Yang squeezed out a smile.

The aunt didn't believe it, and looked at Captain Yang: "This time the puppet army is mopping up, you sent the news in advance, the food has been buried long ago, and the puppet army and traitors were easily sent away, it's a pity that the big hen at home was killed by the evil The dog leg was snatched away!"

"As long as there is nothing wrong with us, the village is still ours. This food is for you. Although it is not much, according to the head, the family can share three to five catties..."

(End of this chapter)