On February 2nd, the dragon raised its head.

With a spring thunder, all things resurrect.

The annual spring plowing has officially begun.

The plan for the year is spring. The Independent Regiment, the New 1st Regiment and the New 2nd Regiment attach great importance to this year's spring plowing, and even suspended the military training, allowing soldiers nearby to go home to sow seeds.

At this time, all the canals in Jiugong Mountain and Wohu Mountain areas had been built.

The water of the Yellow River, carrying ice, flowed into the two counties through the diversion canal. The originally arid and barren dry land of Jiugong Mountain and Wohu Mountain became fertile water irrigated land in a blink of an eye.

According to the plan, the Jiugong Mountain Area and Wohu Mountain Area mainly produce grain crops such as wheat, corn, sweet potato, potato, and other grain crops such as tobacco leaves, cotton and peanuts are mainly produced.

Since yesterday, all training of the Independent Team has stopped.

All soldiers, including the regiment commander Li Yunlong, helped the family and the villagers to farm in batches.

Early that morning, Li Yunlong brought some personnel from the regiment headquarters to Mr. Li's house.

Uncle Li's family originally had ten acres of land, but they were all mountainous land, drought and barren. When the year is good, they could harvest thirty or fifty kilograms of coarse grains per mu, which could barely survive.

But if the year is not good, it will directly cause famine.

At this time, local people generally have only two choices. One is to go to the west entrance, leave their hometown and go to Baotou, Suiyuan to make a living, and the other is to stay in their hometown and endure hard. If they can't get through, they will starve to death.

However, after the Independent Group arrived at Fuliang Mountain last year, it suppressed the local tyrants and evil gentry in the surrounding townships with iron fists. Mr. Li's family also received two acres of irrigated land, so it is highly likely that there will be no famine this year.

Before winter, shortly after being distributed to the irrigated land, Mr. Li planted winter wheat as soon as possible. At this moment, the wheat seedlings were about half a foot high, and they looked green and pleasant.

Mr. Li goes to the field to smoke a pot of cigarettes almost every morning.

"Uncle Li." Before entering the door, Ge Erdan shouted.

"Hey hey hey, here we are here." Mr. Li came out to welcome him.

As soon as I left the main gate, I saw Li Yunlong and more than a dozen soldiers entering the yard.

Ge Erdan said: "Uncle Li, the regiment commander has brought us to turn the ground for your house. Let's go now."

"No hurry." Uncle Li waved his hand and said with a smile, "Eat breakfast first, Commander Li and his comrades come and sit down, and then go to the floor after breakfast."

While speaking, Aunt Li was already carrying a dustpan to pancakes.

The pancakes were probably freshly baked, and they were still steaming, with the fragrance of the pancakes.

In addition to the pancakes, there is also a large pot of soy sauce in the dustpan and a handful of washed green onions.

Ge Erdan immediately swallowed a big saliva, dipped the scallions in sauce and wrapped them in pancakes. It was simply a delicious food in the world. He could eat ten pancakes in one breath.

Unfortunately, I have never eaten it openly since I grew up.

Once, the Wolf Warrior Squadron went to southern Hebei to perform a mission. It is said that he could eat donkey meat and roast it openly, but Ge Erdan was so greedy. He did not expect donkey meat and roast it, but only wanted to eat a pancake when it opened.

However, as soon as this thought arose, I was slapped on the back of the head.

Li Yunlong gently slapped Ge Erdan and said with a smile: "Uncle Li, we have eaten."

"How can that be?" Mr. Li became anxious and said with a shady face, "You have to eat breakfast before going, otherwise I would rather not have you help, and I can plant the land alone."

Wang Ye also said: "Uncle, we have really had breakfast."

"You have to eat more after you have eaten." Mr. Li said, "When you are at your age, you can eat the next meal immediately after you finish your meal. Eat quickly, eat something more!"

Young people don't have time to eat.

Li Yunlong stopped talking nonsense, carried the hoe and left.

The land of Mr. Li’s house is right in the front mountain, and they all know it.

Wang Ye, Ge Erdan and more than a dozen soldiers also stepped forward to pick up various tools.

Uncle Li and Aunt Li quickly dipped their scallions into soy sauce, then wrapped them in pancakes, wrapped dozens of pancakes in the dustpan, and chased them out and stuffed them into the hands of the soldiers.

Ge Erdan and the soldiers did not dare to reach out to take it.

Uncle Li got angry and said anxiously: "If you don't eat, I'll be angry."

Wang Ye smiled and said to Li Yunlong: "Captain, the military, civilians and fish are all together. This is Mr. Li's love for us. If he refuses to accept it, it would be a bit unkind."

"Yes, yes, family." Mr. Li said repeatedly.

"It's still Staff Wang who can speak, eat quickly, eat while it's hot."

Only then did Li Yunlong order the soldiers to take the still warm pancake.

Ge Erdan finished a pancake in two beats, and then looked at Wang Ye with a gaze, because he knew that the Wolf Warrior Squadron had good food, and the only thing that was not short of money here was Wang Ye.

Wang Ye had no choice but to hand the pancake to Ge Erdan.

After a while, everyone came to the front mountain, facing Zhaojiayu.

If the Japanese attacked Zhaojiayu, Qianshan would be a commanding height that must be seized.

Otherwise, the Independent Regiment would only need to set up a few light machine guns in the front mountain to block the only passage into the village, and the Japanese would have to escape into the barren mountains behind the village and become bandits.

The Eighth Route Army can walk on the tunnel.

There is an authentic tunnel that leads directly to Qianshan from the regiment headquarters.

The exit is at the site of Mr. Li’s land.

Today's work is mainly about turning the ground. At this time, the land has melted and has just been soaked with melted snow water, so it is not difficult to turn it over. More than a dozen people finished turning it in half a day.

Sowing began in the afternoon. Uncle Li responded to the call of the democratic government and planted more than a dozen acres of land with tobacco leaves, cotton, peanuts and soybeans and other economic crops. Anyway, the two acres of irrigated land at the entrance of the village had already planted wheat. In the next half month, some sweet potatoes and potatoes will be planted at the corners, and some can be harvested for hundreds of kilograms of coarse grains.

...

In TY, the 1st Army Command.

Intelligence Section Chief Jiro Sakuma said: "Commander, according to the information, the canals built by the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army in the Jiugong Mountain Area and the Wohu Mountain Area have been opened."

"Nani?" Yoshio Iwamatsu said, "Has the canal been opened?"

Hua Guzheng also looked shocked and said, "So fast?"

Sakuma Jiro paused and said, "It is said that the Eighth Route Army mobilized 100,000 civilians."

"Baga." Hanagu Masashi turned his head and said to Yoshio Iwamatsu, "There are too many Chinese people. No matter what you do, you can form a huge number advantage, and quantity can be converted into a speed advantage."

After a pause, Hua Guzheng said again: "Mr. Commander, have you cleared your hometown in advance?"

This is certain for the large-scale cleanup of northwestern Shanxi, but when is the question?

"No, the 2nd Guard Division is not fully prepared yet, and the 4th Mixed Brigade of the Imperial Army is also rectifying. It is a bit too hasty to launch a cleanup in advance at this time." Yoshio Iwamatsu shook his head and said, "What's more, our negotiations with Yan Xishan have reached a critical moment, so we can't cause trouble."

"But..." Hua Gu said with a frown.

"Information shows that the Central Army of China in Fu'an County, the 1st Brigade of the Jinsui Army in HY County, and Ping'an, Dong County and the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army in Anhua are all digging tunnels."

"Once the tunnels excavated by the Central Army of China, the Shanxi-Suizhou Army and the Eighth Route Army became a climate,"

"If the Imperial Army wants to launch a large-scale clearance of the countryside in northwest Shanxi, the difficulty will increase exponentially."

"Not necessarily." Yoshio Iwamatsu waved his hand and said, "The tunnels dug by the Eighth Route Army in the Hebei Bandit Area are even longer, but weren't they wiped out by the Imperial Army in the end?"

Speaking of this meal, Yoshio Iwamatsu continued: "What's more, the Imperial Army is also short of food. The base camp has ordered that all the military rations of the Chinese dispatched troops will be raised by us in the future. Although the Front Command stated that it can support part of us, we need to solve at least the majority of them."

"So let the Chinese people in northwest Shanxi feel at ease in spring farming."

"When they planted the grain and waited until the grain could be harvested, it would not be too late for the Imperial Army to go to Qingxiang again."

"Okay." Hanagumasa said, "If this is the case, let the Chinese people plow in spring first."

Yoshio Iwanmatsu nodded and said, "Han Gujun, I will attend the meeting tomorrow in person. You notify the Jinsui Army and let Yan Xishan attend it too. That is to say that the Imperial Army is tired of this meaningless empty talk. Tomorrow must involve substantive issues, otherwise there is no need to talk about it."

"Hayi!"

...

During this period, Zhao Gang was the busiest person in the entire Fuliang Mountains.

Because the Anti-Japanese and Democratic Government in the Fuliangshan Base has been established, in addition to the political commissar of the Independent League, Zhao Gang also serves as the secretary of the Anti-Japanese and Democratic Government. Therefore, he handles all matters of all sizes in the base area, from the appointment of township mayors to the dispatch of plowing oxen and seeds, he, the county magistrate, has to make the decision.

A month later, when the spring plowing was basically over, Zhao Gang was already thin and deformed.

"Old Zhao, why did you become like this ghost?" When Zhao Gang finished his busy work, he returned to the regiment headquarters in Zhaojiayu, Li Yunlong was shocked. The white-faced scholar turned into a black impermanent?

Zhao Gang waved his hand and said, "Old Li, is there any food?"

Li Yunlong hurriedly shouted to the kitchen: "Xiuqin, give Lao Zhao a bowl of noodles, hurry up."

After a while, Xiuqin brought a bowl of hot hand-rolled noodles, covered with a freshly fried egg, and toppings fried with pumpkin leaves and horse meat.

Zhao Ganglang ate all the essence, but there was no drop of the soup left.

After putting the bowl on the table, Zhao Gang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Old Li, we have to quickly report to the brigade department and ask the brigade department to send a group of comrades who are familiar with local work."

There are so many things to do in rural areas, Zhao Gang is really too busy.

"You can do this matter at your disposal." Li Yunlong said.

Zhao Gang nodded and said, "I'm not in the group for this time, isn't it okay?"

"It's okay, what can I do?" Li Yunlong said, "It's all good. The spring plowing in Zhaojiayu has ended. The troops have started normal training again. The villagers have also returned to the construction site to continue digging tunnels."
To be continued...