Autumn harvest does not mean joy.

Luxi is not a complete security zone for the Japanese.

Logically speaking, temporary surrender or obedience to commit lip service can at least save your life.

In recent years, as one anti-Japanese team after another was wiped out by the Japanese, puppet army and even the reconnaissance team, the people of western Shandong had long accepted the reality of the Japanese.

In the Japanese occupied areas, no one has the ability to directly confront the Japanese. The National Army’s guerrillas are not good, and the Eighth Route Army is also not good.

However, there are always some unyielding backbones that never bend.

Luxi, there are many hard bones, rather than surrender.

In their eyes, paying food to the Japanese... what the government traitors do.

The biggest problem facing hard bones is to resist food after autumn.

According to previous years' experience, the Japanese should have brought puppet troops to the countryside to grab grain at any time in the past few days.

The villagers who had been working all day continued to be busy in the grain drying farm after dinner.

Bags of sorghum grain bags that were not fully dried, and the spread corn cobs were loaded on mule carts and donkey carts.

Under the moonlight, creaking sounds came from time to time on the roads and the villagers sent their food to the cellar dug in advance outside the village.

After the villagers leave.

Black shadows began to appear on the road outside the village.

After the shadow arrived at the sunbathing yard, he sat down and greeted each other.

Soon, the sunbathing stadium was filled with dark crowds.

From time to time, people walked around and went to the large jar beside the drying ground to scoop tea with a gourd ladle and poured it into their mouths.

Someone was eating in his mouth.

Or go to the village to pee into the ground, or mutter in a low voice.

Without exception, everyone carried large guns on their backs, with chaotic guns, rifles and bird guns.

In a courtyard north of the grain drying ground, five big men surrounded a table.

There were wine and meat on the table.

The five big men sitting together shouted loudly from time to time and muttered in a low voice.

"...Deputy Commander, the commander has not come back for so long, so we can't wait any longer!" The middle-aged man sitting on the side began to slap the table.

"That's right, we have all ordered all our troops. You can send a message quickly and everyone will set off immediately." Another person next to him followed suit.

The young man who called Deputy Commander Wang reached out and pressed: "Everyone should be calm, the commander-guild will have a look of heaven, don't yell! Everything is waiting..."

The middle-aged man directly interrupted Deputy Commander Wang: "The commander is so blind that he lets you bastard be the deputy commander..."

Deputy Commander Wang was scolded by his subordinates and immediately stood up to suppress his anger: "The situation is unclear now, and we must wait for the person who went to inquire about the news to make plans before we make plans!"

"The commander must have something wrong. You dragged everyone away... What do you want to do?" The middle-aged man took out his shell gun and smashed it on the table.

Deputy Commander Wang finally couldn't stand this person: "Rareless!"

"Not good, no good..." A hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard. Before the person entered the door, he opened his voice and shouted loudly: "... Report to the deputy commander... the eldest brother collided with the Japanese..."

Deputy Commander Wang looked at the burly man rushing into the room and asked anxiously: "Jiao Sier, what's going on?"

Under everyone's eyes, Jiao Si came in: "On the way to Donglu Village, my brothers found Uncle Wang who was hiding in the ditch. He said that he had originally gone to Donglu Village to find out the news. Not long after, the commander took someone to ride a bicycle and chased him from behind. Then the commander took someone to Donglu Village first. Not long after, he heard gunshots from the village..."

"Is there any specific news about the commander?"

"We haven't found out yet, we sent two brothers to approach Donglu Village and encountered the Japanese outside guard post. The two brothers were killed by the Japanese..."

"In other words, the Japanese... you haven't found out anything?"

"Xiangdong and the others are still there to find a way to inquire about the news, so I will come back first to report the news... Brother Xiangdong said that you should take someone to reinforce you quickly..."

Deputy Commander Wang was a little unhappy. He didn't find out what the guys under him were. He even spoke arrogantly and asked his deputy commander to take people to reinforce...

Is that the Japanese good?

What are the Japanese?

It is an invincible existence!

The commander is likely to be in danger!

However, when my elder brother is in trouble, he must go as long as he doesn’t see the body.

Deputy Commander Wang, who can become the second-in-command of this team...of course, he has some skills.

He was originally a platoon leader in Chairman Han's team. Since the chairman was shot, the team has been in panic.

Following his elder brother Wang Shun, who was originally the company commander, returned to his hometown in Guan County with some of his subordinates and launched an anti-Japanese team to stand on his own.

As for the title of commander of our eldest brother, Chongqing has issued a letter of appointment.

Every six months, people are sent to send money, guns and bullets.

Otherwise, I and my cousin would not have been able to hold on for so long.

From the bottom of his heart, he liked the Eighth Route Army's style of fighting more.

It's just a pity that his hometown is not very suitable for guerrilla warfare...

Because the Japanese devils were cruel to the dissatisfied villagers in western Shandong: they killed them all and snatched them all.

In this chaotic era, it is really difficult to live with the villagers from all over the country.

Damn it, my cousin must go and save him in trouble.

Thinking of this, Deputy Commander Wang immediately began to make arrangements: "Fifth Lao, please leave the brothers from the mutual aid associations in each village to lead the villagers to move eastward...

Lao Qi, please inform the more than 200 brothers on the stadium and ask everyone to check their guns and ammunition immediately and set off after a cup of tea!”

...

Relying on just a few small holes poked out from the tunnel.

There is too little air flowing in to satisfy so many people hiding in the tunnel.

It's getting boring in the authenticity.

The Japanese were shouting birds on the ground above their heads, and they had obviously opened up the tunnel and walked.

The second in commander looked depressed: "Brother, the Japanese blew up the tunnel entrance, we are really a turtle this time..."

"What are you anxious about? Our reinforcements will come soon..." Wang Shun's tone was calm in the dark. Although most of the people sent back to bring reinforcements were killed by the Japanese, he was still not desperate.

I have been out for so long and haven't returned, and my men are not fools, so I must know that I am in trouble.

The tunnel suddenly became transparent, and light came from the end of the tunnel that was not completely sealed.

boom...

It was like the sound of the strong summer wind blowing, which suddenly spread from the bright light.

Then, a strong wind with the smell of gasoline poured into the tunnel from the unsealed gap.

The wind is mixed with endless heat waves.

"Ah..." The man who was observing at the tunnel entrance screamed.

Then, the man's hair and clothes began to burn...

The fearful eyes in the tunnel were instantly reflected...

"It's a flamethrower!" Wang Shun jumped up, pulled up the shovel next to the brother who was already on fire, shoveled the soil and stuffed it into the gap: "Hurry up and seal the tunnel..."

boom...

Another hot flame gushed into the tunnel entrance.

A Japanese man who lay two or three meters away from the tunnel entrance looked ferocious after the newly built earth piled up two or three meters away, and it was very difficult to burn the tunnel.

Because, the flames sprayed into the tunnel will suddenly rise and the air temperature will expand violently.

If you are not careful, you will be burned by the backlash.

Obviously, the Japanese had a lot of experience. The flames that rushed out rushed to the pile of earth blocking his front and rushed into the air.

The night sky of the entire village is brightened.

Kondo, not far away, looked at the blazing fire that rushed into the air and shook his head and said, "Imperial high-tech weapons are really a waste to use on these mice..."

The second lieutenant leaned on the commanding knife with both hands and looked serious: "Don't sigh, these weapons will expire if they are not used..."
Chapter completed!