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Chapter 403 Relaxation and Comfort

"Bang smash! Bang smash! Bang smash!"

In the starry sky, the soldiers of each battalion in Meiling dug round holes on the ground or stones as mortars, and then cut out thick wooden sticks as pestles. Several people worked together to pound the rice to remove the shells, and pounded as many rice as the pots buried at the moment.

The shells are lifted to remove ash, and the fresh rice is rinsed with stream water and then put into the pot. The big firewood and the big pot make the rice fragrant.

It is a very happy thing to be able to eat big white rice in this mountain, especially if it is snatched from the mouth of the devil, it feels more like a victory.

In the regiment headquarters of the main peak of Meiling, the two reporters also showed a level beyond their usual appetite.

And Araki in Anyi County once again dropped the three dishes and one soup sent by his subordinates. When the hundred puppet army only withdrew news of a hundred people, he also sat around for a day like he is now.

The divisions in Nanchang did not scold him too much, and the two division heads also knew that this was the aftereffect of the loss of gas bombs. Araki was punishing himself in this way. He didn't say a word in front of the military flag surrounded by two large characters.

When the sun rose again the next day, Araki walked out of the office with dark circles under his eyes, and looked at the subordinates standing under the courtyard.

"Order, all grain collection and distribution bases shall be transported by land, and the villagers of China will be requisitioned to carry them manually!"

"Except for the stronghold where the food was collected, the defense cordon of the rest of the stronghold extends 300 meters forward, so be alert in advance!"

"Gather all the troops of the Imperial Army and the Imperial Association Army along the outer edge of the county, patrol the area around the lower tributary of the Beiliao River, and immediately encircle and wipe out the Chongqing army if they catch it! But everyone is not allowed to go out of the lower tributary of the Beiliao River!"

Araki's order was not an act of anger, but a countermeasure after he calmed down after a night of sleepless nights.

Requisitioning Chinese villagers to carry grain manually can prevent the Meiling Chongqing army from using gas bombs when they attack the grain transport team.

Gathering troops from the outer edge of the county to patrol the lower tributaries of the Beiliao River is also to move the front line of the cordon, which will have a deterrent effect on Meiling Chongqing. At least let them know that their whereabouts have been exposed before crossing the river, which will somewhat make the Meiling Chongqing army feel uncomfortable. .

However, the devils in Anyi County made adjustments, and there was not a single gunshot in the area north of the lower tributary of the Beiliao River.

There was no gunfire that day, and when night fell, Araki stood in front of the window and felt that his busy work was in vain, because the Meiling Chongqing Army, which had collected a lot of money, could not come out.

Two days later, two journalists who had stayed in Meiling for more than a week and an accompanying guard sent by the war zone packed their bags.

Li Chong took down the camera hanging on the wall of the regiment headquarters, took out the film inside and put it in front of the two reporters, "Two reporters, the film inside records the scene after our regiment subverted the Devil's train, and I leave it to you."

This film records the appearance of Li Chong and Tang Dayao, the commander of the first battalion, standing beside the derailed train, with the smoke billowing from the war just behind them.

Mu Ziqing took the film and put it away. Under the scorching sun, the special agent platoon leader Qiao Zining sent the three of them out of Meiling.

Three days later, the "Sanxiang Daily" published its first report on the [-]rd Regiment.

Since then, [Surprise Attack on the Nanxun Railway] [The Battle of the Regiment Headquarters: The Annihilation of Thousands of Devils! 】【Thrilling moment: The devil climbs the cliff! 】【Early Rice Harvest I Witnessed】And so on.

Under Liu Xiang's pen, what she saw, heard, and saw in the past week turned into wonderful stories. After reporting the same thing every day, these reports became a story system, which was widely spread in the streets and alleys of Changsha City. , Since then, it has directly become the material of the storytellers in the teahouse, and many illiterate spectators listened to it with gusto and wowed it.

A few days later, "Central Daily" also gave the first cover with a total of three sides, with one large, three small and four illustrations attached.

The big picture on the title page is a photo of Li Chong and Tang Dayao standing in front of the wreckage of the train with billowing smoke.

Printed under the big picture is the panorama of the main peak of Meiling Mountain, winding mountain roads upwards, clustered bunkers, soldiers standing high-spirited, and the breath of iron and blood rushing from the picture.

The other is an illustration wrapped in text: a picture of a smoking gunboat.

There is also a close-up of a gas bomb, with bright bold characters: "Japanese chemical weapons demonstration!"

Compared with the detailed reports on the war in "Sanxiang Daily", the pages of the Central Daily are so precious that it is impossible to report for several days in a row. In the three pages, Mu Ziqing focused on the defensive tactics of Li Chong's regiment's mountain peak, and introduced in detail the interconnected Large and small bunker groups.

It is said that when this newspaper appeared on the chairman's desk, three good words were sent out in the office!

Out of consideration of the principle of confidentiality, the two newspapers blurred the faces when publishing images of people, and directly registered Li Chong's name as "Tuan Zhang Li".

But this does not affect familiar people to recognize this as Li Chong, such as the parents at the foot of the south side of Mingzhu Mountain and the members of the Lin family.

These newspapers could not reach the remote Meiling, but this did not affect Li Chong's relaxed mood.

Although there are still a large number of early rice outside of Meiling, the officers and soldiers of the whole regiment did not go out again. Three large areas of early rice concentration near Meiling have been collected, and other places are in the depths of the devil-occupied area. The casualties of the operation were difficult to control.

Although the officers and soldiers of the whole regiment now have guns in their hands and heavy weapons are far superior to those in the past, Li Chong is very clear that his advantage still lies in "taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness". Encounter with devils, line up face to face with drums and drums so that the casualties will go up.

So now that there is sufficient food reserves, Li Chongle has to go to the rattan chair to watch the people below recruit recruits for training and expand the size of the team.

Sometimes when I have time to lie on the wicker chair, I grab the straw hat hanging on the wall and cover my head. I carry a bamboo pole and earthworms dug by the soldiers. I find a mountain lake to sit and fish. Swimming in the lake, this hot early August, is a bit like stealing half a day of leisure.

This afternoon, on a sparkling lake 800 meters away from the regiment headquarters, a small boat resembling a black-covered boat floated on it.

The lake is not big, inlaid between the rocks like agate.

A fishing rod made of two-finger-thick bamboo was stuck on the side of the boat. Li Chongren stepped onto the boat with a straw hat on his head. The surrounding area is guarded by soldiers from the security squad.

Next to He Maoping was a tin bucket, in which two carps happily swam.

In this quiet, hot, relaxed and pleasant afternoon, there were waves of cool water vapor slowly blowing on the lake.

"Captain, Commander."

In the woods, Qiao Zining ran over, stood by the lake and shouted at the black boat in the middle of the lake.

(End of this chapter)