The War of Resistance Against Japan is cruel, whether it is on the battlefield or underground. Especially cadres who are active in the enemy-occupied areas, if they are not careful, they will be in danger of their lives. The Japanese devils will not consider any evidence. If they find a little suspicious situation, they will be arrested or shot.

There are tragic stories everywhere, bloodstains everywhere, and rape and looting everywhere. Meng Youtian listened to Secretary Jiang's story, and his heart strengthened a belief: the Japanese can be said to be the most cruel, ruthless, the most barbaric, the cruelest and the most inhumane beast. In order to conquer a nation, they become their colony where they suck bones and marrow, and make them a tame slave, and they will destroy everything about this nation.

The Japanese knew the infiltrating route of the guerrillas. Well, I guess they knew that the main force was not stationed here, so they dared to chase them boldly. We also knew the general situation of the enemy's strongholds, and intelligence work was always mutual. The enemy and I knew some of the situations of the other party, but they were not fully mastered.

Thinking of this, Meng Youtian nodded slightly and said to Xiaoquan: "We must take action tonight. We will take advantage of the loss of the enemy and have not adjusted yet to shock them."

Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment, looked at Meng Youtian in confusion, and asked, "How to shock? Will you fight another battle with the enemy?"

"No." Meng Youtian narrowed his eyes and shot a fierce light. "You can make good use of the heads of the Japanese who were cut down and hang around the enemy's stronghold while it was dark. I heard that the Japanese were most afraid of being beheaded, but they like other people's heads. We want to give them a serious warning. In addition, I want to go to the Huangcun stronghold, and you can pick a few people for me. Strike the enemy."

Xiaoquan pondered for a while and said with some doubts: "Will this cause the enemy's revenge? The main force is not here. If the enemy comes to sweep..."

"Does the enemy stay in the stronghold and fight, or will they be pulled out to fight?" Meng Youtian gently pursed his lips and explained: "The enemy is stepping up the steadily occupied area. If we let it go, how can your guerrillas move in the guerrilla areas in the future? Only by constantly weakening the enemy and losing their ability to fight mobile can they trap the artillery tower and enable the guerrillas to move more freely."

Meng Youtian did not say it deeply. After all, that was somewhat contrary to the mainstream theory at that time. The mainstream theory at that time believed that the people hated the Japanese devils, and that they would give selfless help to the anti-Japanese teams, whether in enemy war zones or base areas. Obviously, this theory ignores the weak side of human nature and is somewhat one-sided.

At the same time, it is inappropriate for the guerrillas to not carry out activities. If the enemy stabilizes the situation, the people will want to be in chaos again, and the guerrillas will have no market. If you want to attack the invaders, you will not stop destroying the occupation order for a day. After all, for ordinary people, they will not be able to survive without cutting the wood and lifting the pole. Generally, they would rather accept the relatively stable situation at the cost of accepting the rule of the alien race, even if they are second-class citizens.

There are examples of Northeast Manchukuo in the future. There will be 42 years and 43 years of the most difficult period. The people will be treated coldly under the high pressure of the enemy, fearing that their activities will affect their days of enduring humiliation and grievances at the tiger's mouth.

"Okay!" Xiaoquan nodded vigorously, and his extreme admiration and trust in Meng Youtian did not allow him to make an objection decision. "If you explain your thoughts clearly, I will send someone to prepare... The night is dark and the moon is in the sky, but I don't know where to hide, making the mountains in the distance dark and the fields are gloomy.

Meng Youtian lay outside the blockade ditch in the Huangcun stronghold, looking at the towering artillery tower like a monster, taking deep breaths, and slowly calming down his mood.

The miserable scene of the martyrs such as Suo Zhuzi was different from each other, the body covered in blood mud, and the eyes of wide open glare always lingered in his mind and could not be removed. Compared with Suo Zhuzi and others, Meng Youtian felt ashamed of himself. Although his number of killing enemies was shocking, and even though others cast admiration and admiration at him, only he himself knew his selfishness and darkness.

Meng Youtian hardly dared to close his eyes. He had to do something so that he would not be knocked down by grief and shame. There was only one thing he could think of, that was killing, cold-blooded and ruthless killing, and persevering killing. The enemy was knocked down, the enemy's blood, and the enemy's fear. This was the only way he thought of to comfort himself.

The burned suspension bridge was left with only two lonely pillars. The searchlights on the artillery tower hundreds of meters away were slowly shaking. The enemy was also immersed in anger and grief. Dozens of headless corpses might really stimulate the enemy's nerves. Of course, the enemy would not have thought that a killer who urgently needed to vent was lurking nearby, and they would have to pay the price of bleeding again.

Brother, not far from the Spirit of Heaven, see me avenge you and kill these beasts! Meng Youtian bit his lips hard, and the pain and salty smell calmed his mind, calmed his breath and stabilized his arms. Staring at the shaking sentry figure on the cannon tower, Meng Youtian pressed his fingers on the plate machine and narrowed his eyes.

"Bang!" The crisp gunshots were particularly harsh in the quiet dark night. Meng Youtian saw the figure on the artillery tower shaking and fell down. He subconsciously looked up at the dark night sky, as if the lock pillar was watching him there.

After a pause, the artillery tower became lively, people shouted and horses neighed, and the flames of machine guns emerged from the shooting hole, which was fierce and blindly shot.

Meng Youtian slowly moved backwards, hid his body behind the stone, and used a monocular telescope to observe the enemy calmly, waiting for the next chance to take action.

It took a long time before the gunshots and voices calmed down, and the searchlight swept back and forth in the blockade ditch. The enemy could judge the direction of the shooter based on the gunshots, but could not know the exact location of Meng Youtian.

With patience, Meng Youtian lurked. He was not fighting alone. In addition to the two team members behind him who were responsible for protecting him in times of danger, there were also the endless heroic spirits. At this moment, in the unknown distance, there were also people fighting against the invaders, some were injured and some died. It was this collection of battles that gathered into an indomitable symphony of anti-Japanese resistance.

More than forty minutes had passed, Meng Youtian climbed up gently, slowly shot out his gun, slowly aimed, and made a cold shot. The commotion and chaos, the searchlight on the artillery tower moved quickly, and he was eager to find the location of the attacker, but another bullet flew over, causing the surroundings to fall into darkness.

The bullets were chaotic in the air, making chirping sounds on the ground. Meng Youtian hid in a hidden place, bent his fingers and stretched his eyelids, and the cold air did not diminish while the eyelids opened and closed.

Time passed by minute by minute, and nearly two hours had passed. The vast dawn began to appear, and the constant sound of machine guns finally stopped. The enemy's blind shooting stopped. They did not expect to meet a guy who was entangled and eager to calm his mood with killing.

The sky began to shine hazy, looking like a wet, light blue canvas. The sound of the wind blowing the leaves and the sound of dew drops falling down were extremely clear in Meng Youtian's ears.

The artillery tower could see more clearly. Meng Youtian, who had moved his shooting position, was still waiting for the opportunity to snipe again. His eyes slowly blinked through the gradually thinning fog.

As time passes, patience will always get rewards from heaven. The enemy began to move, and the sentry appeared on the roof of the artillery again. This was Meng Youtian's third target. After he aimed carefully, he gently pulled the plate machine.

In another chaos and commotion, the morning light came, and the rose color of dawn appeared... In the Xiaozhangzhuang stronghold, Longping Daman stood in front of the window, stretched his waist towards the fiery red sun rising in the fog, and moved his arms vigorously.

A rushing knock on the door passed, and a Japanese officer walked in with excitement.

"Your Excellency, something happened, damn branch people..." The squadron leader Kato looked ashen and gasped in a hurry, not tired, but angry.

Takahira Daman frowned, but still tolerated his subordinates, and said calmly: "Calm down, calm, Kato, do you know the qualities that a qualified officer should have?"

Kato quickly bowed and said, "Please forgive me, you, I was so excited and rude."

Longping Daman nodded and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Kato calmed down and said, "The damn Chinese people hung the heads of the Imperial Army who died in battle yesterday near four strongholds. They were challenging the dignity of the Imperial Army and insulting the decency of the Imperial Army. Moreover, Beizhi had just received a call when the Huangcun stronghold was attacked by Chinese snipers. It lasted for several hours, and three Imperial Army soldiers were killed and killed."

Longping Daman frowned, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said, "The enemy dares to be so bold. Is there any information to prove that the enemy's regular army is being mobilized abnormally?"

"Your Excellency, there is no intelligence yet to confirm that the enemy's regular army has been transferred here." Kato said in a little angrily: "I am forgiving. These murderers who killed the Imperial Warriors must be punished, and immediately."

Longping Daman did not speak, but looked at the map hanging on the wall thoughtfully.

"Your Excellency." Kato continued: "The deterrence of the military force of the stubborn elements is indispensable. The enemy dares to provoke and launches an attack on the Imperial Army. If we have no response, what is the face of the Great Japanese Imperial Army and what is the majesty? Please think twice."

"Yes, if it is too hard, it will be broken; if it is too soft, it will be abandoned. The way of hardness and softness is the king." Longping Daman said thoughtfully: "It is correct to govern Hua with Hua, because China is too big, and relying on imperial soldiers alone to maintain order is not enough. But those who dare to challenge the majesty of the imperial army will inevitably be severely punished, holding a whip in one hand and sugarcane in the other, hitting what should be beaten, and caressing what should be caressed, so that the situation can be stabilized."

"Your Excellency has analyzed it thoroughly." Kato Peta's feelings were self-evident, and he said earnestly: "I am willing to lead the troops to be the whip in your hand, punish the murderer who killed the imperial soldiers, and shock the Chinese people who are disobeying the kingly way... To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)

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