Bright Sword Military System

Chapter 181
Scarface, who broke in with Wang Xuexin, stared straight at the money.

He swallowed hard, and said to Wang Xuexin: "Platoon leader, money...money, it's all money..."

"I see!" Wang Xuexin replied pretending to be calm: "Look at you, it seems like you have never seen money!"

But I thought in my heart, I have seen it before, but I have never seen so many!

These piles are one-yuan denominations, here are five-yuan ones, and there are ten-yuan ones... At least tens of millions!
It's a pity that it's legal currency.

Due to the expulsion of legal currency and the looting of the enemy's use of legal currency in the base area, the price of the currency has skyrocketed and the legal currency is no longer valuable.

But even if the tens of millions are depreciated by a hundred times, they are worth hundreds of thousands, which is a windfall for ordinary people.

"Give it to the logistics department!" Wang Xuexin ordered: "It may not be useful to transport it back!"

"Yes!" The soldiers responded.

Wang Xuexin led the troops to continue to search forward.

The corpses of puppet soldiers and captives kneeling on the ground with their hands raised were everywhere along the way, all of them looked at the Eighth Route Army soldiers passing by with panic and fear in their eyes pitifully.

At the beginning, Wang Xuexin was a little shy about them, thinking that many of them were also forced by the situation to become puppet troops.But after he led his troops into a village surrounded by barbed wire, he changed his mind...

This village is called Dalu Village, because several roads meet here, so it got its name.

Also because of the convenient transportation, more and more people gathered here, and the two nearby villages merged into one big village.

The devils turned this big village into a place to detain laborers. All the people who could be caught nearby were detained here. They were sent to the front line to repair gun towers and dig fortifications during the day, and they were sent back here for centralized monitoring at night.

The devil even gave a place like this a name...Human Circle.

This circle does not read quān, but juàn.

That is, the pig pen, the sheep pen, and the chicken pen.

Wang Xuexin led the soldiers to smash the lock with gun butts and push open the gate. What they saw made them stunned on the spot...

At the entrance are dozens of corpses tied to pillars, bloody and horrible.Judging from the wounds, some were whipped to death, some were bayoneted to death, and some were starved to death.

Some of the corpses were highly decomposed. Flies, bugs, and rats gnawed and crawled on the corpses. The dense white bones were very dazzling under the moonlight... The devils seemed to want to use these corpses as a warning to the workers, so they deliberately did not put them down.

Going further in, the stinky shacks are densely packed everywhere, made of firewood, surrounded by thatch, or built of stone... just like savages living in the mountains.

Every small shack is full of people, and when they see someone coming, they shrink in with all their might.

Wang Xuexin yelled at them: "Folks, we are the Eighth Route Army, we are here to rescue you, come out! You are saved!"

But the villagers still dare not come out.

It turned out that the devils and puppet soldiers often deceived them in this way, and those who were deceived and cheated died by their bayonets.

It wasn't until Huzi lit the torch and illuminated himself with the light that the fellow villagers came out fearfully one by one:

"It's really the Eighth Route Army!"

"It's our own team, we're saved!"

"It's the Eighth Route Army, it's finally here!"

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Men and women, old and young, came up from the shack in groups.

Trembling, weeping, cheering, all of them were disheveled and unshape.

It was only after Wang Xuexin got in touch with these fellow villagers that he realized what "common joint noodles" and "renewal cloth" are...

The so-called "Gonghe noodles" are made of wheat bran, bran, and spoiled and moldy grains, which are smashed and mixed with Guanyin soil. The devils gave it a nice name "Gonghe noodles", which is called It is "mixed noodles".

"Renewable cloth" is a sack made of torn cotton wool, old clothes, and plant stalks. It will rot and tear after a few washes, and it is not cold-proof.

These are things created by the devils in order to plunder food and resources from the people as much as possible. They use "common noodles" and "renewal cloth" to exchange food and clothing from the people, and they call it "doing the work of building an empire." contribute.

What makes Wang Xuexin even more unacceptable is that most of the guards around the circle of people are puppet soldiers, and these puppet soldiers are even more cruel to the people than devils, and most of the corpses at the door are puppet soldiers.

After coming out of Dalu Village, when the soldiers saw the puppet prisoner kneeling outside, they couldn't help stepping forward to give him a few kicks or put on a few gun stocks. Wang Xuexin pretended not to see it, because he also had the same urge.

Wang Xuexin doesn't know what to say about these puppet soldiers. Once people break through their bottom line, they often have no bottom line. People without bottom line can do anything in order to survive, and they don't have any position. They will do everything they can to please the enemy and show their loyalty to the devils. , so you can be as ruthless as possible to your own people!
This evening, the independent group rushed forward more than ten kilometers to the railway line.

The section of the railway under the responsibility of the Independent Group is a section of the Tongpu Railway.

The Tongpu Railway starts from Datong in the north, passes through Taiyuan to Yuncheng, and crosses the Yellow River into Longhai. The railway track was changed to the devil's standard gauge and reused, and it became the main artery for the devil to transport materials and troops to the south.

There are also artillery towers along the railway, but these artillery towers in the "inside" are stationed by puppet troops. They deal with the guerrillas so-so, but they have never seen such a large-scale attack by the Eighth Route Army. After a few shots, he escaped without a trace.

Without a word, the soldiers picked up the tools they brought and dug up the rails, and then carried the dug rails section by section onto mule carts and horse-drawn carts to transport them away.

But there are too many rails to be transported, so they can only be cut off and thrown by the roadside.

Li Yunlong said "Ai ai" a few times, waved his hands and shouted to the soldiers: "It's not okay to do this, doesn't it mean that there is no sleeper left? If you do this, the devils just need to drag the rails back and nail them again. Call it sabotage?"

"Regiment leader!" Zhang Dabiao said, "We don't have many carriages and mule carts, so we can't transport them. Should each of us carry a rail back?"

"Who asked you to carry it?" Li Yunlong stared, and ordered: "Tear down the sleepers and pile them up and burn them together, and pile them up and burn them if the rails can't be taken away!"

That's a good idea.

Once the sleepers are burned, they cannot be reused. Once the rails are burned, they will be deformed and bent. They must be transported back to the factory for processing. It is not so easy for devils to repair railway lines.

The soldiers responded happily and started to work happily, digging the rails, digging the rails, and lifting the sleepers, and after a while they piled them up and set them on fire.

Li Yunlong took a few handed-in guns and looked at them, and his face was full of displeasure.

It turned out that the guns handed over from the puppet army were all miscellaneous weapons, made in Hanyang, with old sleeves, and even Soviet-style rifles, with all kinds of bullets.

(The weapons given to the puppet army by the devils were all captured equipment, and there were as many as 26 types of rifles alone.)
Li Yunlong complained: "I thought there was meat to eat, but I didn't expect it to look fat, but it tasted bad after one bite!"

Wang Xuexin stepped forward and suggested: "Leader, why don't we have a big talk?"

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up immediately: "How can there be a big one? Why don't I know?"

(End of this chapter)