North of Hua County.

An ordinary village cannot be more ordinary.

An inconspicuous broken courtyard stands a camouflaged radio antenna.

On the roofs of the south and north of the village, there was a figure lying on each side.

In the broken room along the antenna, the transmitter was beating and clattering.

The main hall was covered with reeds, and more than a dozen dressed people were arguing.

Listening to the conversation, most of them were members of the Chongqing Railway Destruction Team northern Henan transportation team that caused the Japanese a headache.

Chen Cheng, with a scar on his face, was playing with the bayonet in his hand habitually.

He took a provocative look at the man in black sitting not far away.

The man in black is thin, with a sickly white face, and a trace of cold light flashes in his eyes from time to time.

Chen Cheng snatched the bayonet and stabbed it on the table, staring at the man in black: "Captain Qiao, you idiot, you have been passing the orders for us to come here for so long, but the liaison officer only contacted us once the day before yesterday and has not shown up again until now. What does it mean?"

Captain Qiao looked up, looking at Chen Cheng with a gloomy face, and snorted coldly, maybe it was a fault, but he ignored it.

Seeing that this guy didn't speak, Chen Cheng shrugged and said with a sarcastic tone: "The surname of Qiao, I hate your triangular eyes the most for so many years."

After saying that, he turned his wrist and tied a bayonet: "I really want to dig out your eyes."

Captain Qiao no longer remained silent, raised his triangle eyes and said in a stern tone: "My surname is Chen, you damn bastard, if I hadn't had a lack of manpower on my hands, I would have turned against you now..."

"Ha ha……"

Chen Cheng laughed loudly, stood up, sucked the bayonet on the table, kept holding the knife flower, jumping with his feet, and hooked his fingers provocatively: "Come on, come on, you despicable bastard, see how I beat you into a pig's head."

Team Qiao suddenly stood up...

At this time, a middle-aged man next to Chen Cheng scolded coldly: "Enough, are you finished?"

The middle-aged man is the captain of the northern Henan team of the Traffic Destruction Team.

"Hmph!" Chen Cheng sat down: "The surname is Qiao, you are a bitch. One day I will make you look good."

A tall and thin man sitting on the side was disappointed when he saw that the two of them had not started fighting, and shook his head: "You two bastards always meet like this. It's so disappointing for me. If you want to fight in the future, don't verbal trouble."

A burst of rapid footsteps sounded, and a woman's voice came from the wing room: "Contact, prepare for action!"

The middle-aged man quickly stood up, raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "Everyone, we have to go into the city!"

More than a dozen people stood up excitedly, packing their own things, carrying guns, and carrying bags.

...

In the south of the village, there were more than a dozen gray-clad men hidden in the ditches. A man leaned his head and was Captain Geng of the armed work team.

Captain Geng's eyes jumped and then gestured to the distance.

The west of the village, I kept looking at the correspondent of the armed work team instinctively tightened his body: "Be prepared for battle!"

The armed team members next to the correspondent quickly made combat preparations, and a Czech style immediately poked out of the ditch.

The three-person vanguard group began to crawl towards the village.

The man in black who was lying on the roof of the village was unable to cover all the wastelands, and he did not find any armed team members who came through the ditch from the west of the village.

The trio of vanguards, who was leading the attacking formation with triangular edges, easily avoiding the roof's guard post.

The head-headed man holding the mullet gun in both hands, and naturally pointed in front of him. As long as someone was found in front of him, he could immediately raise the gun at the fastest speed and give the enemy a fatal blow.

Searching to raise the gun when moving forward is a completely wrong action, because the arm cannot maintain the gun-heading posture for a long time.

The group leaned outside the courtyard wall at the edge of the village, listened carefully, and looked carefully. After not finding any abnormalities, they turned around and gestured to the group who were moving slightly behind them: Safe...

The vanguard did not attack the guard post and continued to advance to the village. Then the trio who followed him slowly approached the guard post on the roof.

The subtle sound of footsteps and the sound of the friction between the clothes and the walls came into my ears.

The warning whistle clasped the pistol and approached carefully to the place where the sound came from behind him... As soon as he poked his head out, a shell gun was just above his forehead.

The owner behind the shell gun raised his head and chuckled, "Haha... relax, relax, don't be nervous!"

The guard whistle was struggling violently. If you fire a warning at this time, you will naturally remind your companions in the village.

However, the big shell gun in front of me will definitely beat my head into a rotten watermelon...

"Hello, my name is Li Tao, and I am the leader of the Eighth Route Army Armed Forces Team!" Li Tao breathed: "We have no life and death revenge, don't make any moves that make me misunderstand!"

In the yard.

The traffic team members who were preparing to stop were set off.

Chen Cheng acted as a vanguard and walked out of the yard and was about to greet the guard post on the roof. Suddenly, he found that the brother standing guard outside the gate was squatting on the ground with his head in his arms, looking at him with a bitter look on his face.

Of course, this is not the point. The man in gray was standing next to him, and his black muzzle pointed at him like a demon.

When the people behind saw Chen Cheng stop and press his hand, they immediately realized something was wrong.

The body instinctively makes preparations.

A man in gray clothes was placed against the wall outside the yard, with a sneer on his face and directly pulled Chen Cheng's gun.

Then, a Czech style appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

"Don't move, whoever moves will kill him!"

"Don't move..."

"We are the Eighth Route Army, we will not kill the gun..."

The people in the yard were stunned. Facing the black machine gun, unprecedented pressure came to their faces.

The group of people in the yard who were ready for battle were panic, and they were all frightened.

Captain Geng pulled away Chen Cheng, who was blocking the door, and quickly walked into the yard: "My surname is Geng, welcome your arrival."

As Captain Geng finished speaking, the tense atmosphere disappeared slightly.

The middle-aged man and his men breathed a sigh of relief.

The light machine gun put too much pressure on them. The group of people said they were the Eighth Route Army, which made them feel very frustrated.

The middle-aged man left the gun holster with his right hand and looked at Captain Geng with a smile: "I'm very happy to know you. My name is Song Zheng, the captain of the North Henan Operation Team of the Traffic Destruction Team."

Captain Geng was not polite, so he reached out to shake Team Song and looked up and down at the middle-aged man in front of him.

Although I have never met, I have naturally heard of the name of Jiangbei Traffic Destruction Team.

He did not underestimate this middle-aged man. He blew up trains, bridges and rails on the railway line, which made the Japanese tired of repairing the railway. Putting aside the standpoint, it deserves respect.

After a brief introduction, the atmosphere seemed to become harmonious.

The armed team members who followed in followed began to tear off all the guns and backpacks in the holsters in the hands of the people in the yard.

Captain Song looked at Captain Geng: "You surrounded us with full arms and put our guns on us. This is a typical act of sabotaging the war of resistance!"

Captain Geng sat on the millstone in the yard, took out a cigarette and lit it, and then glanced at Captain Song: "Is it considered a collaboration between you and the puppet army?"

"We are dealing with the puppet army? This is a slander!" Captain Song looked angry: "I will definitely report this to the war zone!"

"According to battlefield discipline, all those who collude with the enemy will be executed. If I kill you all now, what do you think?"

"You can't do this!" Captain Song was a little angry: "Although the puppet five armies surrendered to the enemy, they were just a temporary solution..."

Captain Geng waved his hand and walked to Captain Qiao: "A man from the Military Control Commission? May I ask your surname?"

"Captain Geng, please don't destroy the overall situation of the War of Resistance..." Captain Qiao was a little cowardly.

Captain Geng nodded: "Yes, it really cannot destroy the overall situation of the War of Resistance. Can I ask you a question?"

Captain Qiao hesitated for a moment: "Please speak."

"Are the puppet troops occupying Hua County now?"

"Does it have anything to do with you surrounding us?"

Captain Geng retorted: "The problem? Is there no problem? Are you talking to them? Do you want to tell me that you are going to let them turn against each other?"

Captain Qiao nodded quickly: "That's right, that's what we mean..."

"Then they followed the Japanese to sweep the anti-Japanese armed forces in northern Henan, which is your intention?"

"Don't throw sewage!"

Captain Geng raised his hand and threw away the cigarette butt, reached out to take out the shell gun, jumped down from the millstone, and pressed the gun against Captain Qiao's head: "You are doing small moves in northern Shaanxi, I can't touch you! Now I dare to run to my Eighth Route Army base to make trouble. Are you really thinking that I am holding a fire stick?"

"You are so brave enough to destroy the unity and fight against the war..." Captain Qiao mustered up the courage to keep his face unchanged.

"With the Japanese and puppets, and attack the Eighth Route Army openly and secretly. Do you really think that our Eighth Route Army is a fool..." Captain Geng was quite angry: "If you are surnamed Qiao, don't think that I don't know what you did before! Today, I will avenge those comrades who died under your hands and eliminate you, the reactionary scum..."
Chapter completed!