The plains of western Shandong.

Shandong men have always had a heritage of "anti-foreign" and the temper of protecting the Jiejie and not afraid of death in the hometown of Confucius and Mencius is even more hyped.

He was disdainful of the Japanese devils who were only as tall as their chests.

There are so many heroes from all walks of life who have brought out the banner of anti-Japanese war!

What are the troops in the southeast, west and northeast, the self-defense force, the anti-enemy team, the commander, the brigade commander, the regiment commander, the captain, and the team leader of any county can count hundreds of dozens of troops!

There were endless means of sneak attacks on the Japanese, so that the Japanese and the Japanese stationed in major counties and the men of the puppet military reconnaissance team stationed in the security brigade did not dare to come out alone and eat jungle food.

Faced with these anti-Japanese elements who almost all the people were soldiers, the Japanese took Huairou to "recruit" Huairou in the early years to support the traitors to form and maintain the government.

Recently, the anti-Japanese team has been constantly active, and the Japanese have begun to use high-pressure policies to kill wildly in revenge.

The method used is cruel: the village slaughtering is a slaughter!

In the eyes of the Japanese, this is called not destruction or establishment.

At that time, the people will be driven from other occupied areas and enslaved them to grow grain and mine.

The Japanese carried out a crazy sweep of the Three Lights Policy, and the people in the villages on the east bank of the canal suffered heavy losses, and many anti-Japanese teams no longer existed!

The sun sets.

The man wearing a straw hat and slutty man had a sickle flying under his hands, and tied up the cut wheat with a straw rope. He looked up and wiped his sweat with a towel hanging around his neck.

Looking up at the sunset... It shouldn't rain again in the past two days, but turning around to look at the villagers harvesting in the fields.

The worried expression on his face was obvious. It was clearly the season of autumn harvest, but he was very upset.

There was a rumbling sound, and a tall man rode his bicycle to him, shouting from a distance: "Commander Wang Shun, there is something wrong..."

"What's the situation?" Wang Shun frowned slightly.

The man leaned his bicycle against the side of the road, lifted the teapot in the ridge and slapped it into the spout before speaking: "I have notified it a few days ago that everyone has harvested crops in their villages these days. As agreed, they come to report the situation every afternoon. Liu Pingwa has not come yet... nor has anyone been sent."

“When is now?”

The man in gray quickly took out a wall clock from the bed, took a look and said, "At half past four..."

Wang Shun immediately put down his sickle: "Go back to the village..."

When he returned to the village, Wang Shun immediately asked someone to gather his brothers who were working in the fields to gather.

Relying on the eyeliners arranged in the county town to provide information, every time the Japanese and puppet troops came out to sweep the raids, he could barely let the villagers in several villages be lucky and did not suffer much damage.

The severe drought caused the canal to be cut off, and the refugees who fled made it difficult for the villagers in his small territory.

The subordinates were short of staff, not only did they have to help the villagers harvest sorghum corn and wheat, but they also had to send people to stare at the county town in the north to guard against the Japanese's raid in autumn.

In the past two years, the Eighth Route Army has secretly developed some bases along the canal.

Refugees are constantly organized to enter villages that have been slaughtered by the Japanese to rebuild and grow.

Commander Zhang of the Eighth Route Army once met.

That man who was so poor that he still wanted to arrange his own patches...

You are the commander and I am also the commander. What are you using to incorporate it?

Everyone is in the anti-Japanese team. I respect you as a man, just make friends.

After several heavy rains in the past half month, the canal waters rose sharply again.

Suddenly I remembered a passage that Commander Zhang sent someone to him a few days ago: The Japanese put out inhumane tiger-strength bacteria into the river, with the purpose of clearing all the people along the canal.

He didn't believe this.

With such a large water system, I have never heard of poisoning in the canal...

As they were thinking about it, people kept coming to the big locust tree at the mouth of the tree, saying hello to Commander Wang Shun, slapped the wheat on his body, and went to the well beside the locust tree to fetch water to scrub it.

A middle-aged man came to Wang Shun: "Commander, Liu Pingwa, who was in charge of the Donglu Village, took the brothers from the Red Gun Club, but did not see them..."

"It's almost dark now..." Wang Shun looked up at the sky: "Have you sent someone to see it?"

"Now we have to catch up, we are not equipped with enough staff. I asked the old security chief Mr. Wang to arrange someone to go... I guess I will come back to report the news later..."

People from two villages did not come to report their safety on time. Wang Shun suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart and immediately waved: "Let me take you guys with me and go to Donglu to have a look!"

Soon, more than ten bicycles were pushed out of the village and headed south along the small path in the fields.

Half an hour later, I finally saw an old man walking south with a cane under the sunlight in front of me.

Wang Shun tried harder and climbed the bicycle so hard that he finally caught up with the old man. He didn't care about sweating, and asked with a squinted face: "Second uncle, why are you... here?"

"Big nephew?" Uncle Er wiped his sweat when he heard the sound of a bicycle, feeling a little embarrassed: "I've been busy these two days, and I haven't noticed the Japanese. I think there should be nothing to do in Donglu Village. I think the strong labor force is being collected, so your second uncle, I went here in person..."

Wang Shun turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man who had reported the message before: "Your mother...you asked for the news...this is how it was arranged?"

The middle-aged man looked at the old security chief with a grievance: "Oh, hey, my second uncle, I'll ask you to call a young man to see, why did you make this happen for me..."

"Brother, the situation is not good. People from Donglu Village don't seem to have come out to work today." The man sitting on the bicycle next to him put his right foot on the ground and took out his shell gun.

"Shut up! I'm not blind..." Wang Shun shouted softly and looked vigilantly at the farmland outside Donglu Village not far ahead.

Did not see smoke coming out of the village, which means there were no Japanese and puppet troops in the village who swept the raid and set fire.

It was the best time to work in the evening, and Wang Shun felt more and more uneasy: "Go to the village to have a look..."

The group of people riding a bicycle left Uncle Wang Er.

It brought a stream of dust and rushed towards Donglu Village.

From a distance, I saw a short wall beside the village. Some of the houses that were once burned by the Japanese were reeded and reed poles were reed. There was no movement inside and outside the village.

"Brother, something is wrong!" The tall man in the front suddenly stopped his bicycle.

When Wang Shun stood on the ground with one foot, the big man said: "There is no one, something must have happened in the village..."

Wang Shun took a breath of breath at the breeze blowing from the south, and there was a smell of blood, and his heart sank: "No, it is probably because the night attack team of the detective team controlled the village..."

"Be prepared for battle!" Wang Shun dropped his bicycle and ran quickly into the village outside the village to marry, preparing to leave the road and walk around the village.

Bo... hook...she...

A gunshot suddenly came from the village, and then several shots were fired in succession.

After five or six years in the Japanese occupied area, Wang Shun immediately heard that it was the Japanese's "Three Eight Great Profile" that was ringing.

He had seen this gun. When the Japanese were storming, he also got more than ten Japanese detachments.

Unfortunately, the 38-large lid bullet is not easy to deal with, so after the pointed bullet is polished, it has to be sealed in the cellar.

It seems that the Japanese entered the village.

I didn't receive a letter from the county town, and I think the Japanese in the village shouldn't be from Guan County.

I was a little confused. Donglu Village is more than ten miles away from the canal and is quite far from the highway. Why did the Japanese run here to do?

Wang Shun was able to be the commander of the sixth year in the Japanese occupied areas, and could be considered brave and resourceful.

Without rushing into the village casually, I didn't just do it.

Immediately ordered one of my subordinates to go back and shake people, and took eight subordinates to continue to circle the village from the fields outside the village.

There was water accumulation in the ditch, so it was not convenient to run. He did not get close to the village from the wheat field.

The wheat field is not high and cannot hide people.

Moreover, crops are precious these days, and it is easy to lose crops when walking on the crop fields.

Gunshots in the village are still ringing.

Wang Shun was anxious and hugged his waist and trotted forward in the ditch.

Finally, I came to Xiaolinzi, the village where the light was dimmed.

I faintly heard the heart-wrenching cry for help and the unrestrained and wild cry of the instrument!

Wang Shun waved his hand and asked his brothers to scatter. He relied on his master's courage to take the lead and accelerated his pace toward the east wall of the village.

He is very familiar with Donglu Village, and the courtyard in the east of the village is the home of Old Man Wei.

"Beast... let me go... help... wuwu... ah..." The voice was filled with fear.
Chapter completed!