Bright Sword's Bloody War of Resistance

Chapter 363

After the order of the mass search was issued, more than a dozen officers of the security department took the transfer order and went to the counties to connect with the regiments and mobilize troops.

At this time, the benefits of the policy of joint defense by villagers and soldiers became apparent.

With an order, more than [-] militiamen first took each village as a point to ask the villagers if there was any abnormality, and at the same time searched the village, and then conducted further searches in the fields, cornfields, and mountain depressions near the village.

After a search, all counties have gained.

Wuyi, Shuangsuo Village.

Shen Xingsheng, the officer in charge of the security department in Wuyi County, Xin Tiebing, the chief of staff of the first regiment, and Bai Hongan, the officer of the prefectural government in this area, rushed to Shuangsuo Village with their people after hearing about the situation.

The three "suspicious" people were escorted by Duan Shuangzhu, the Shuangsuo village soldier captain, and a group of people.

"Officer Bai, do you think there is something wrong with these three people? All three of them said that they were peddlers who wandered around the village, but in our Shuangsuo Village, only one peddler came in ten days and half a month. When I came out on the third day, no matter what I thought, something was wrong, and when I asked, they all said that they didn't know each other!"

Duan Shuangzhu took a look at the three people who came, two of them didn't know each other, so he had to talk to the familiar Bai Hong'an first.

Bai Hong'an glanced at the three people squatting on the ground, but couldn't see any way out, then looked at Shen Xingsheng and the two and said, "Judging trial?"

Shen Xingsheng said directly: "My fellow countrymen, we are going to examine the three of you now, please cooperate, and now please take off your straw sandals and pants!"

The three people squatting on the ground cooperated surprisingly. After checking, Shen Xingsheng said in a low voice, "It's not a little devil!"

Then they asked the three people to stretch out their hands, and said while checking: "There are calluses at the junction of the thumb and index finger, which are caused by holding the gun for a long time, and calluses on the left and right sides of the index finger are caused by long-term practice. The calluses formed by pulling the trigger are obviously different from the calluses formed by ordinary farm work, and can be dried out at a glance. If you usually use a long gun, calluses will form on your shoulders!"

As soon as the words fell, the two people in the middle and on the right wanted to run away, but they were directly knocked to the ground by the guarding soldiers next to them.

"My fellow, you are dishonest!"

Shen Xingsheng continued to check the remaining salesman, then stood up and said: "Basically there is no problem!"

"Then let it go?" Bai Hong'an asked tentatively.

"No!" Shen Xingsheng directly refused, and continued: "Fellow townsman, the army is in turmoil now, and the little devil is going to come to sweep up again. You are walking around the village at this time. If you meet the little devil, you will definitely not be able to get anything good. I will give you Find a place to eat and live!"

With a wave of his hand, all three were taken away.

"Is this inappropriate?" Bai Hong'an asked.

"Is there anything inappropriate? Special means in special times. Although no problems were detected, it is not certain that he will be fine!"

"Chief of Staff Xin, the follow-up interrogation can only be carried out at the base of your first regiment. You can't just let irrelevant people go up the mountain!" Shen Xingsheng said.

"It's okay, but we can find some suspicious people by searching like this, but we can't find a few people and a cat in this barren mountain and wild place!" Xin Tiebing looked at the endless crowd in the distance. Shan, said rather worriedly.

"Of course it's good to get rid of the bad things. We made such a big noise just to drive away some people with ulterior motives. If he really goes to the mountainous area, that's good too, so as to save trouble!"

For a while, many spies who sneaked into the Tainan base area were caught out. The spies from the national army were unlucky, and the spies from the little devil's side were killed.

Shangguan Village is located in Wu'an, and it belongs to the sphere of influence of the Japanese army on the surface, but in fact it is a fortress village and a secret base of the Eighth Route Army.

The villages in the Japanese-ruled area all implemented the Baojia Liansi system, paying taxes and food on time, and the Japanese and puppet troops often came to inspect, but in villages like Shangguan Village, this system has existed in name only.

On the surface, they were good people under the rule of the Japanese army, but the villagers of Shangguan Village did not move like the fellow villagers in the base area to the mountains, but they hid the autumn harvest grain.

On the same day, a small Eighth Route Army unit disguised by more than a dozen Japanese troops arrived in Shangguan Village.

This small group of Japanese troops was specially leading the way for the follow-up large troops. They just arrived at the Eighth Route Army base area in Wu'an, but ran into the base area and carried out a large-scale search. These little devils were frightened and fled to the "ruled area" of the Japanese army. Arrived at Shangguan Village.

These little devils are not ordinary little devils. The Japanese army has been infiltrating the base areas of the Eighth Route Army. They have used various identities, but all of them have been seen through by the Eighth Route Army.

Because most of the spies who lurked in had carried guns, this didn't make sense. Later, the little devil specially pretended to be the Eighth Route Army.

Not to mention, this trick is really effective. When the common people see the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, they subconsciously feel close to them.

The members of this small Japanese army lurking in came from the [-]st Division of the Japanese Army. They had been living with the Chinese before, and no flaws could be seen in terms of language or living habits.

When fighting against the First Column in Linfen, he disguised himself as the Eighth Route Army and searched for the headquarters and logistics organizations of the Eighth Route Army.

At the entrance of Shangguan Village, villagers in twos and threes finished their farm work and walked towards the village with farm tools on their shoulders.

The leader, Yusuke Miyajima, with a kind smile on his face, stepped forward and asked, "Old man, which village is this? The surrounding area is the stronghold of little devils. Is there any mountain path to go north?"

"Are you the Eighth Route Army?" an elderly man asked.

"Hey, old man, do you think I am the Eighth Route Army!" Miyajima Yusuke said calmly.

"Listen to the accent, are you from Jinxi?"

"Can you hear that?"

The old man looked him up and down, and saw Yusuke Miyajima's military uniform was patched, but the collar was black, obviously it hadn't been washed for a while, and the soldiers behind him were similar.

The equipment is not bad, there is a machine gun in a dozen or so people.

But the old man looked at the ruddy faces of the Eighth Route Army in front of him, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, the food of the Eighth Route Army in Shanxi is as good as that in Tainan?

"You are looking for a trail to the north, right? The nearby mountains, if you don't know people get in, you can't find the way out. My son is a hunter in the village. He will go up the mountain to hunt game. Wait. When he comes back, I will let him lead the way for you!"

"Come on, I'll take you to my house to have a rest!" said the old man.

"Grandpa, let's find a hidden place outside the village and stay in the village with you. If someone reports to the little devil, it will be bad for the villagers!" Miyajima Yusuke said in a dignified manner .

Miyajima Yusuke mainly considered that in case of an emergency, it would be easier to retreat by hiding outside the village.

"It's fine, you can find a hidden place. There may be someone in the village who has reported to the Japanese. You wait a little longer, my son will not come back until it is dark!"

The old man went straight into the village after speaking, and then found the militia captain in the village to explain the situation.

"Uncle Liu, are you sure this group of Eighth Route Army is a brat in disguise?" the militia captain asked.

"I'm not sure, they said they came from the west of Shanxi, but judging by their appearance, the Eighth Route Army in the west of Shanxi is not bad, and their faces are ruddy! Comrades from the Eighth Route Army came to the village to promote it before, and there are little devils in other places pretending to be the Eighth Route Army I came to the village to find information, so I didn't dare to tell them more!"

"It's getting dark now, and Xiao Liu will be back soon. If they are really little devils, they should become suspicious after a long time. In this way, Uncle Liu, you go home first, and I'm going to visit them bottom!" said the militia captain.

The captain of the militia returned home after speaking, put the steamed buns he had made in the morning in a box, took a few bowls, and fetched a bucket of water from the well, and walked towards the entrance of the village.

After groping around for a while, I finally found the hiding place of these little devils. When Miyajima Yusuke saw someone approaching with something, he immediately went up to meet them.

"Comrades of the Eighth Route Army, you're exhausted after a day's driving. It's getting dark now. If you don't have something in your stomach, you won't be able to go into the mountains!"

"Are you the old man's son?"

"No, that's my uncle. He asked me to bring you something to eat. You're welcome. It's not a good thing. It's just a steamed bun made in the morning!"

"Our Eighth Route Army has discipline, and we can't take needles and threads from the masses. We can't eat this!"

"What kind of discipline, you beat devils, can't you eat our meal?"

The captain of the militia greeted everyone, and stuffed a bun in each person's hand.

At this time, ordinary people have two meals a day at home, and now they are catching up with the busy farming season. They prepare the evening food in advance in the morning, and eat it directly when they come back from the busy farming season.

The Wowotou brought by the militia leader is not pure corn, but wild vegetables are added in the middle.

Yusuke Miyajima pretended to take a bite, and the mouth felt a bit hard. After all, it has been left for a day. Can it be made of cornmeal without being hard?
After reaching the mouth, there was a grassy smell of wild vegetables. I chewed it a few times in my mouth, and swallowed it with force, only feeling that the esophagus was stabbing.

You thought it was over, but not long after reaching your stomach, a sour smell came back, Yusuke Miyajima almost couldn't spit it out.

The steamed buns sent by the militia captain were not bad. Some villagers didn’t have enough food in their homes. When making steamed buns, some corncobs were added. The upper mouth suffered, and the lower one also suffered.

The little devil usually eats fine grains, so how long ago did he suffer from this kind of crime.

Yusuke Miyajima was fine, he didn't show any flaws, there was a kid behind him clutching his stomach, his face wrinkled like a bitter melon.

The militia captain said to himself, the dog is acting quite like it, and I almost let you fool it.

A group of little devils forcibly finished eating, and the captain of the militia quickly cleaned up the guys, and then said: "Comrades, you are waiting, my cousin will be back soon!"

After watching the militia captain leave, a little devil said: "The Eighth Route Army is really pervasive. Under the imperial army's occupation area, the Chinese people dare to greet the Eighth Route Army openly. It seems that the security of Wu'an is just lip service!"

Miyajima Yusuke turned around and said, "This is not something we should care about. You didn't reveal any flaws, did you?"

Several little devils replied no, even the little devil who was holding his belly in the back just now replied no because he was worried about being scolded.

"Yo Xi! Someone will lead the way right away. As long as we avoid the search of the Eighth Route Army in front of us, find the lair of the independent detachment, and guide the large troops of the imperial army and the flying squadron, our mission will be completed!" Yusuke Miyajima was delighted , the mantra blurted out.

On the other side, the captain of the militia returned to the village and gathered the militia in the village.

The militiamen are not full-time workers. This group has just returned from the field, and there are only sixteen people at full count.

The captain of the militia explained the situation, and the other militiamen immediately became anxious: "If it's really a little devil, even the hundred or so militiamen from the surrounding villages are no match for the little devil!"

"Yeah, it's going to be dark now, and the comrades of the garrison are more than [-] miles away from us. When they are notified, they are on their way. The little devil may have seen something wrong and slipped away!"

Several people have different opinions, each with their own views.

"Come on, shut up!" the militia captain finished speaking, and hurriedly paced a few times.

"Well, Erhu, go to the Zhangzhuang stronghold and look for Wang Dalong from our village. Isn't he a traitor to the little devil? Just tell him that a group of Eighth Route Army has come to the village!"

"Wearing the clothes of the Eighth Route Army and bluffing around here, I'll let the little devils deal with you!" the militia captain said viciously.

"Then if this matter is over, will Dalong die!" Er Huzi who was speaking had a good relationship with Wang Dalong, and was a little hesitant at this moment.

"Don't talk nonsense, it makes sense for him to be a traitor? This time, if the little devil doesn't kill him, I will kill him if I find a chance!"

"Dahu, go and inform the comrades in the garrison that we have to make double preparations!"

In this way, the militiamen divided into two groups and rushed to their respective destinations.

The Zhangzhuang stronghold is five or six miles away from Shangguan Village, and there are four little devils stationed inside, and a platoon of puppet troops. Wang Dalong from Shangguan Village used to be a member of the militia, but now he is the platoon leader of the puppet army in the Zhangzhuang stronghold.

Panting, the two tigers rushed to the Zhangzhuang stronghold, and called out the puppet general Wang Dalong who had entrusted him to stand guard at the checkpoint.

Not long after, a tall man with parted hair in the middle came out of the stronghold, his upper body coat was unbuttoned, and his hands were clasped on his armed belt.

Wang Dalong was a little puzzled, since he joined the puppet army, the villager Fa Xiao didn't associate with him, how did this come to him, so he asked: "Er Hu, what brought you here today, what do you want me for? "

The two tigers approached him and said in a low voice: "Dalong, I want to report to the imperial army. A group of Eighth Route Army has come to the village. There are thirteen people in total, and they have a light machine gun!"

Wang Dalong's eyes narrowed when he heard the words, and then he chuckled lightly: "Erhu, are you fooling a three-year-old kid with your words? You're a member of the militia, can you take the initiative to report to the Eighth Route Army?"

"The Eighth Route Army really came to the village, I won't lie to you!" Erhu was an honest man, his face turned red when he saw Wang Dalong's disbelief.

"Hey, my good brother, the two of us grew up with bare buttocks. I know what shit you are as soon as you stick your butt. Although I became a puppet army, you can feel your conscience. Since I became a puppet army After that, the nearby villages in the ten miles and eight villages haven’t suffered any disasters, so I’ll protect them as much as I can, so why don’t you trust me!”

"I came to you because I believed you. The Eighth Route Army really came to the village!"

The two tigers were anxious, and Wang Dalong was even more anxious, but he couldn't show it: "Do you know what this group of Eighth Route Army is here for?"

"It is said that they are looking for someone to lead the way, and they want to go into the mountains and go north!" Erhu refused to say more after that.

Seeing that the two tigers refused to tell the truth, Wang Dalong probably had a clue in his heart, then waved his hands and said: "Okay, you go back first!"

"Then hurry up and report it, as soon as it gets dark, the Eighth Route Army enters the mountain, and it will be hard to find!"

After Wang Dalong sent the two tigers away, his heart sank, no matter how much he thought about it, he felt that something was wrong.

If it were the Eighth Route Army that used mountain roads to go north on the border of Wu'an, wouldn't it be Wuyi, where the headquarters of the military region is located.

Thinking of the Japanese soldiers that his superiors had asked him to pay more attention to in the past two days, and pay special attention to whether there were any faces, Wang Dalong was startled. It is possible that this group of Eighth Route Army was pretended by little devils.

Once this idea was born and lingered, Wang Dalong suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Outside Shangguan Village.

Yusuke Miyajima waited and waited until he found the agreed guide, seeing that it was getting dark, he suddenly became irritable.

At the entrance of another village in Shangguan Village, more than [-] Japanese soldiers and more than [-] puppet troops quietly touched Shangguan Village, and then Wang Dalong sent someone to call out the captain of the militia.

"Taijun, the Eighth Route Army is hiding in the wasteland outside the west entrance of the village. I will guide you!" said the militia captain.

"Yo Xi, hurry up!" shouted the leader of a Japanese army sergeant.

When a group of people came to the wasteland at the west entrance of the village, the militia leader stepped forward and shouted: "Comrade Eighth Route Army, the leader has brought you here. You have been waiting for a long time!"

"My fellow, we are here!" Miyajima Yusuke responded.

As soon as the words fell, only two explosions sounded nearby, and then there were a few baga sounded there.

Hearing Baga, the little devils and puppet soldiers on Wang Dalong's side opened fire even more fiercely, and at the same time divided their troops to surround him from all sides.

With the help of the firepower of the grenade, after a firefight, Miyajima Yusuke fell silent.

A group of people surrounded them, and saw more than a dozen corpses lying scattered on the wasteland. The leader of the sergeant waved his hand, and several puppet soldiers took off the pants on the corpses.

At this time, the militia captain was counting the number of the little devil's corpses, and seeing that there were thirteen corpses, he couldn't help but feel relieved.

Sergeant Cao stepped forward to check. Although he was not wearing mustard, it was obvious that the Japanese army was pretending to be it.

The army cao laughed: "Yo Xi, Wang Sang, you're welcome!"

"You, Da Dali, good people, tomorrow, come to the Zhangzhuang stronghold to receive the reward!"

Then the Japanese and puppet troops left in a mighty manner with the corpses.

Only the captain of the militia with a confused face was left in place: "Damn it, did this little devil realize or not that the Eighth Route Army is another group of little devils pretending to be!"

In Wuyi and Wu'an, the Japanese army under Terauchiyong had an unwritten rule that they would never allow other Japanese troops from outside to make trouble in their own territory.

In order to prevent the real situation of Wuyi and Wu'an from being discovered, Si Neiyong even let go of his words, come and kill one, and those who do meritorious service will be rewarded heavily.

That's why the Sergeant who leads the team is so caring. I have done similar things once before, and this time I am even more familiar with them.

Seeing that the one who was beaten to death was really a Japanese, he even laughed out loud.

(End of this chapter)