If the Eighth Route Army really concentrates its strength and invests a lot of manpower and material resources, it will not be difficult to capture a county town through early infiltration and sneak attacks.

However, once the county town is captured, the Japanese will inevitably face the crazy counterattack of the Japanese. In the end, they can only retreat.

The reason why they cannot keep it is quite complicated. In addition to the strong Japanese power, there is another problem that cannot be ignored: those who settle down in the county town are basically rich people.

Driven by interests, the rich people did not agree with the Eighth Route Army's proposal to liberate the suffering people in the world.

If all the poor turn themselves into the masters, who will plant the landlord’s land?

Not to mention that you have to equalize the fields.

A basic condition for the Kuomintang-Communist cooperation in fighting against Japan: the Eighth Route Army would give up the attack on local tyrants and divide the land.

The inability to attack the rich families in the county town is completely a move that is not worth the effort for the Eighth Route Army to attack the county town!

The 23rd Regiment surprises the Qinghe County in the core area of ​​the Japanese occupied area.

No one thinks they can stand firm, but at this critical moment they attract the attention of their superiors.

In the eyes of superiors, the Eighth Route Army troops were scattered and could not defeat the Japanese who were well-equipped and could draw a large number of Japanese troops from the surrounding counties at any time.

The Kuomintang army launched a large number of troops in northern Shaanxi, in the heart of the North China Japanese. If there was a team that could restrain the Japanese who were about to move westward, it would always reduce the pressure on the northern Shaanxi base.

So, an order was issued directly from northern Shaanxi to the Eighth Route Army headquarters.

Then transfer to the main group of the deputy commander of the third division.

Hu Yi also received an order from the deputy commander to lead his team to Qinghe County and tie the nails that were stuck in the enemy's core occupied area.

Hu Yi was uneasy when he received the order.

It’s easy to be a thief, and you want to steal whoever you want.

If you have a family property, you must prepare for thousands of days to guard against thieves.

The guard battalion ignites everywhere in the enemy-occupied areas to cause trouble, and the Japanese will find out sooner or later.

With the Japanese's temper and good at guerrillas, the Eighth Route Army, who is good at guerrillas, has no chance of winning as long as it stops and faces the heavy Japanese troops' retaliatory encirclement and suppression.

Hu Yi felt that there were few people in the Ninth Camp now, so he was better off being a thief, so he fought for the deputy commander to defend the periphery.

The radio operator took off his headphones: "Battery Commander, the main group called again, and there were large-scale deaths in various villages near the canal..."

Hu Yi read the message quickly with three lines, then frowned.

It is basically certain that the Hulila bacteria under the Japanese began to rage in the canal area.

The Eighth Route Army had issued notices before, but it did not work at all.

The plain continues to drought, and the people who have been trampling water trucks and even carrying water from the canal on their backs to irrigate the land. They have finally waited for a heavy rain. Who can bear to watch the water flowing back into the fields after the canal rises?

...

By the time Hu Yi led the team to sweat profusely outside Xihe Village, about ten miles away from Qinghe County, the sun was already westward.

The sun hanging in the west sky still radiates heat arrogantly.

The wind blowing from the Grand Canal to the east has a damp earthy smell.

In a small pond outside the village, a group of bare-ass children were swimming in the pond.

Looking at the ditches that continued to rush into the pond, the scout vanguard was shocked...

Hearing the report of the vanguard standing on the small path between the ground, Hu Yi opened his eyes and looked around. The flowing water in the ditches on the side of the road was flowing silently. The child playing in the pond on the side of the road was being driven away by the underground comrades who came to pick him up.

Hu Yi's heart suddenly became full of fear.

He knew very well that there was a deadly virus in the water!

"Order, no one is allowed to enter the water!" Before entering the village, Hu Yi began to give the first order.

The stinging pain from his eyes forced him to close his eyes again.

After being damaged by poisonous gas, it always feels like sand is rolling in my eyes.

Seeing the blurry pond in front of me, under the boundless fear, the tingling sensation in my eyes seemed to dissipate a lot.

"Order 2, no one is allowed to enter the water!" Hu Yi issued the second order.

I heard from the militia responsible for observing and alert that a team was coming, and underground workers working in the village trotted out of the village one after another.

The uniformly curved hat brim, the smoked military uniform was covered with black brown spots, and the slightly cleaner soldiers were covered with black brown spots.

The narrow-eyed man who was leading the way stopped and then stood upright.

I fought overnight and took a nap in the sorghum in the morning, and finally saw my own people.

Hu Yi quickly stepped forward and reported to his home: "From the commander of the First Regiment Guard Battalion, Hu Yi!"

"Hello, Battalion Commander Hu, welcome you..."

Someone in the Ninth Camp team met the staff who came out to greet him, and stepped forward and whispered to each other.

The battle situation of the Ninth Battalion is kept confidential, and the militia can only choose some unimportant situations to describe it.

Tears can't stop flowing.

There is no joy of reunion at all.

The team quickly entered the village and ordered not to drink raw water and dip it in water.

Several women who were carrying wooden basins to go to the pond to clean their clothes were persuaded and dragged by the soldiers and reluctantly returned to the village.

Since the drought, the quilts of each household have not been washed for almost a year.

"Report! The big dog platoon leader is back..." The correspondent came to Hu Yi, who was sitting under the eaves looking at the map, with a tone of joy.

Nearly two hundred comrades died, and now God is the only one who can come back.

The big dog was covered in dry blood. He came to Hu Yi who was looking at the map for a while and whispered: "Sir Hu... I didn't find Yang Crazy and Liu Yuanqing..."

...

Park Buhuan and his captives were heading north.

Whenever he reaches a fork in the road, he will personally go to the green gauze tent next to him to check it.

I don’t know who used a bayonet to scratch nine characters on the sandy ground with a big palm.

Fresh handwriting.

The nine-character stroke points to the north.

Instead of using his feet to wipe off the nine characters, he took out a bayonet and drew a circle behind the nine characters, and drew a horizontal line outside the circle.

ladle!

The person who proposed to contact him using this ancient method that is not very useful is Luo Fugui.

He proposed the method when he held a meeting to discuss the establishment of a traffic line one day.

This practice is not only ancient, but also not confidential at all.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But this method is not very reliable.

Some people will immediately evaluate the pros and cons of entering a certain group if they want to enter a group.

For example, Yang Crazy is such a person.

If the Ninth Camp had been fighting the Japanese, he might have stayed in the Ninth Camp.

But it is not necessarily true to say that you have a sense of belonging.

Yang Crazy Man has not been in the Ninth Camp for long.

He is not qualified to know the secret contact method of the Ninth Camp.

But this man from the gendarmerie is definitely a master when it comes to collecting intelligence and doing assassination.

Park Buh-hwan, who was walking in front of the team, took the team away.

"Do your hand..." Yang Crazyman suddenly muttered to Wen Wuquan, and then left the team quietly and entered the Qingshi tent.

The location where he entered the green gaze tent was different from that of Park Buhuan.

The team heading north did not stop. After Yang Fengzi and others walked through the fork in the road, they quickly walked through the green gauze tent and reached the edge of the fork in the road.

The footprints of Park Buhuan's stay were still there before.

After searching the ground for a long time, I finally found the two words.

Another nine and another zero, still can't understand...

These two words appeared at three consecutive forks. I think... they should be some kind of secret contact code.

It seems that there are intelligence experts in the middle of the Eighth Route Army!

...

A highway exits Qinghe County and goes south along the canal.

About five miles away from the south gate of the county town.

In the sorghum on the west side of the highway, a team was hurried south along the ditches.
To be continued...