The tunnel was damp and depressed. Although there was still oil in the lamp bowl, the light shrank into a little blue light. The girl named Xiao Tao kept picking the wicks with a straw stick, but it was still in vain and the lights were not big at all.

Meng Youtian reached out and patted her shoulder, signaling her to sit down honestly, and then reached out to slap the oil lamp. The cave was immediately pitch black, and no night was so dark that it was impossible to see even if you put your fingers on your eyelids.

Although the tunnels are being dug, it will take time to complete various protective measures. Take the tunnels in Huangcun for example. Although they have played a great role, there are many hidden dangers. Needless to mention fire protection, waterproofing, and poison prevention, even ventilation is in a hurry to be improved.

It was still short! Meng Youtian smiled bitterly and shook his head. On the first morning when he arrived at the enemy-occupied area, he caught up with the enemy's village and searched. He didn't even have time to eat breakfast, so he got into the tunnel. Fortunately, it was not a hole in the ground, and even if the enemy found the entrance, he could crawl in and avoid it. However, this did sound the alarm for Meng Youtian. It turned out that he was not so casual. He was not as hot as the kang behind the enemy, and he really napped next to the tiger, and had to open his eyes when he was sleeping!

There was whispering in the darkness, and Xiaotao's heavy breathing. Meng Youtian certainly knew that the air circulation in the tunnel was not good, and he felt stuffy after a long time, and the two of them had indeed been in for quite some time.

"Don't always move. Calm down and breathe slowly, and you will feel better." Meng Youtian whispered: "The more you breathe, the more you feel that you are not breathing enough."

Xiao Tao hummed twice, and was honest. After a while, she asked curiously: "You comrade is so funny. You are not good at your legs and feet. You are still here to follow the guerrillas. You have good arms and legs and you still think you are not running fast. Are you afraid of being caught?"

Meng Youtian pursed his lips in the dark and said, "I just came to your house because I was afraid of being caught. They didn't let me go out."

"You are a big cadre, with two guards, Captain Zhou and Sister Qin are also very polite to you and told my father to be kind.

"I am a small citizen, not a big cadre." Meng Youtian said with some amusement, "It is because of their poor legs and feet that they take special care of me."

"You are lying." Although I couldn't see Xiaotao's face clearly in the darkness, Meng Youtian could probably guess the expression of saying this.

"Haha." Meng Youtian smiled slightly and said, "Living here is really not easy. You are worried all day long. Have you ever thought about escaping and living there?"

Xiao Tao was silent for a moment and said in a little depressed manner: "I thought about it. But I heard from Sister Qin that life over and over again. Is it true? Is there not many people left? Otherwise, why did you come here too?"

This little girl really knows how to associate. Meng Youtian scratched her head, but she didn't expect that her legs and feet would make people feel so much suspicious.

A sound came from the entrance of the cave. Meng Youtian gently pulled the nose of the wreck gun and monitored vigilantly. With a loud bang, a burst of soil dropped from the cave and a ray of light shot into the light. The air came in, and the sound of affectionate calling came in.

When he arrived at the ground, Meng Youtian greedily breathed the fresh air. He glanced at him and found that the furniture in the house was thrown everywhere, and some pots and pans were smashed.

Xiao Tao also drilled out of the hole and took off a torn felt hat from her head, revealing the handsome girl's face. She was wearing a plaid top, but there were a pair of men's torn cotton shoes under her feet. She gasped, found a place to sit down casually, pulled down the torn cotton shoes. She threw it aside, revealing the light blue shoes, and took off the torn felt hat and shook her long black and soft hair.

After all, it is a girl, which is the mood of the people in the guerrilla area? When the enemy attacked, he also took care of putting a man's felt hat on his head and putting a pair of men's cotton shoes on his feet to keep his body uniform clean.

Meng Youtian quickly looked away from Xiao Tao and asked the landlord who came to open the entrance of the cave, "The enemy has left? The village has not suffered any major losses, right?"

The landlord is an old man with a thick waist and straight back. He has a beard and a bit miserable, but his expression seems quite majestic. Meng Youtian doesn't know much about him, but he has heard Xiaoquan say that the old man's surname is Yang, who has practiced boxing and martial arts. When he was young, he is good at making friends and meddling in other people's business. When he has money, he will eat a meal with his friends with big bowls of wine and meat. If he has any questions, his poor friend will never reject him. He would rather borrow money than get money for others.

This is a loyal man. Because of this, the Yang family has only two or three acres of thin land left in the Yang family, and they can only barely maintain their lives. But the old man's temperament has not changed. He is popular in the village and is a very influential person.

"This time, the three major people brought by Xiaozhangzhuang stronghold, and they were so bad in the village." Old Yang said angrily: "I dug holes, plundered them, pressed bars, poured cold water, and injured many people..." Speaking of this, his eyes stopped on his daughter for a moment, reminding him: "Taoer, don't leave the village in the future. When the enemy comes, drill holes, don't let that beast see."

Xiaotao blinked, understood what his father meant, blushed, spitted on the ground, and cursed: "Don't urinate, see what kind of virtue you are, this damn beast."

Meng Youtian didn't say anything, but he guessed it, and anger arose in his heart. The three major items were the leader of the Imperial Army who had just been transferred to the Xiaozhangzhuang stronghold. Last night, Xiaoquan and Qin Lianfang talked about his crimes and also said that they failed to fight against traitors twice.

This bad guy must be eliminated. Meng Youtian made up his mind, and at the same time he felt agitation. The enemy was changing his tricks, not using troops nearby, but like today, he used the troops from the Xiaozhangzhuang stronghold to search and loot Huangcun, and then used the troops from the Huangcun stronghold to carry out the same actions on Xiaozhangzhuang or Xiaotun to prevent the local Imperial Army from being slack and light, and also to keep it confidential.

The enemy is not stupid, and can find problems, and is constantly improving various measures. Meng Youtian touched his chin, thought for a while, and said, "I went out of the village to meet the guerrillas. It is inconvenient to stay at your home. If it is implicated..."

"What are you saying?" Old Yang's head glared at Meng Youtian in displeasure and said, "I feel more at ease with you. You have a gun, can guard the hole, and can protect my daughter! Don't say anything else, I haven't had dinner in the morning, and the old woman is working hard, I will have to do it in a while."

"Yes, Captain Zhou and Sister Qin repeatedly told you not to let you go around casually. They will send someone to pick you up and drop you off." Xiaotao also persuaded him: "If you feel bored, I will take you out of the village to play after dinner, but when you are outside, you can't run around?"

"Okay, I won't run around." Meng Youtian nodded quickly and added with a smile: "I don't know the road, my legs and feet are not good, and I can't run even if I want to!"

Old Yang was not very happy, but his daughter had already said it, so she had to grin with a wry smile.

Corn noodles and vegetable fillings, fresh garlic, bean paste, vegetable soup, these things emit an attractive fragrance, and to be more precise, exuding a strong sense of affection. Although they are not as good as eating at home, Meng Youtian knows that this is the best meal at present.

Old Yang felt very sorry, and repeatedly explained that the little noodles stored at home were snatched away by the enemy. After taking out the wheat from the hole, grind it into noodles, then invited Meng Youtian to eat scallion pancakes.

Although the people live a hard life, they still maintain a simple personality. Meng Youtian felt warm in his heart and deliberately ate sweetly. Yiye Zhiqiu was because of the enemy-occupied areas that the guerrillas could gain a foothold and move.

The enemy had been tossing for a long time, and after dinner, it was almost noon. After a while, Taozi took Meng Youtian, who was neatly packed, into the tunnel. Old Yang was worried and told them to wait at the exit. He went outside the village to see the movement and let them come out.

The authentic tunnel in the village was a little longer and it was more spacious. Meng Youtian walked much easier. It seemed that Taozi had a lot of drilling, and he skillfully led the road in front and kept introducing it to Meng Youtian. After walking for more than twenty minutes, they arrived at the exit, squatted down and waited patiently for Lao Yang to send a signal.

After a while, Old Yang opened the exit from outside and called them to the wilderness. Meng Youtian came out of the cave and looked around. He saw the fields as if he had seen relatives. He was willing to run back and forth a few more times on the soft land, he was willing to breathe a few more times at the green and strong crops, and he was willing to look at the snow-white plum blossoms that were flying.

"Look, that's the artillery tower built by the enemy." Taozi stretched out his hand, and Meng Youtian couldn't help but feel a jump in his heart and looked up into the distance.

There is a water tower like a train station in the distance, which is yellow and round, with an umbrella topped with an umbrella on it. It seems to be built on the edge of an intersection, and below it is the avenue entering and leaving the village.

Taozi pointed at Meng Youtian with a finger. There was a smaller artillery tower on the south and the east side of the village.

The cannon tower was indeed very tall, but it looked like a rich monk's tomb. Looking at the surrounding scenery, Meng Youtian smiled bitterly, thinking in his heart that this was a bit of embellishment! It was like a scar on beautiful skin and a piece of scaly patches in thick black hair, which made people feel sad and depressed when they saw it.

But Lao Yang and Taozi were used to it. One went to take care of the crops, and the other wanted to pick some vegetables in the vegetable garden. The two kept Meng Youtian and told him not to walk around and just take a look here.

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Chapter completed!