Wang Liujin was wearing a security guard uniform and successfully passed the suspension bridge to the inspection station outside the gate of the county town.

The security army guarding the city couldn't help feeling ashamed of the neatly dressed soldier.

The clean and upright figure, with dusty cloth shoes, leggings, armed belts, and holding the 79th rifle strap with one hand, was obviously a soldier who had been through the battlefield.

The afternoon sun was so damn hot that Wang Liujin's back was soaked. He looked at the moat carefully, three or four meters wide, and looked up at the gray city wall, which was more than two meters high, and was built of gray bricks, filled with rammed earth. He was alone and he definitely couldn't climb up.

The common people who were driving a long grain truck in front were now a security guard who protected the security forces who sent food into the city, followed the group to the county town.

I successfully entered the city. There were almost no one on the street under the scorching sun. Several signs hung listlessly in front of the street shops. You could see the northern city tower and fern gallery from afar.

There were also soldiers from the spy platoon in the food delivery team. They hadn't visited the county town for almost three or four years, and the soldiers were a little excited.

The platoon leader of the public security army led the team was his own. Lao Zhou and his team did a good job and successfully won the escort mission from the company commander of the security regiment.

Of course, it also spent a piece of Luo Fugui's ocean.

After part of the city's intelligence system was destroyed by the Japanese, it was quickly reorganized.

The arrested trafficman rebelled and took the traitor to arrest the person in charge of the South District. After being arrested, the person in charge bit his tongue in the Japanese prison. He swallowed all his blood into his stomach, but the guards of the gendarmerie did not find it.

He is indeed a tough guy, and it is impossible for ordinary people to do that pain!

One night, the traitor was cut off his head and hung on a tree outside the city gate.

Platoon Commander Wang observed all the houses and streets wherever they passed.

Even the height of the house and the edges of the building at the junction of light and darkness have turned several street entrances.

He was paying attention to the house number, restaurants, rice, flour and oil grocery stores, because most of these places have back doors.

In the streets under the sun, mule carts squeaked, and the roadside was covered with old houses. When passing by those shops, the people in the house just turned their attention to this crowd in the sun.

Most of the shops were shabby and shattered, including those sitting in the house, which became a little blurry.

Outside the grain warehouse, there is more than one team that sends grain.

The grain cart was parked in the sun, and the crowd was squatting and sitting at the base of the walls of the courtyard. The mules with shackles were hiding far away in a place where the sun could not be exposed.

The platoon leader of the security team got into the yard through the wooden gate.

"Along this wall, there is the Japanese military camp, and the Japanese arsenal is inside. Then there are the Japanese military police, police station, and hospital county to maintain the government." A security team in old yellow military uniform whispered beside Platoon Commander Wang.

Platoon leader Wang looked at the street carefully, with the houses on both sides next to each other, separated by five or six, with brick firewalls in the middle.

There is a dark alley between more than a dozen houses, but I don’t know where it leads.

"Did you see those alleys?" Wang Liujin said to the people next to him.

"The alleys lead to the streets behind. Some places are very narrow. After handing over the food later, I will take you to take a walk while I'm having a meal." The soldiers from the security team next to him took out a cigarette and handed it to Wang Liushou.

After the two of them clicked, Wang Liujin leaned against the courtyard wall and looked around the nearby terrain.

The time for delivery of grain was very long, and tens of thousands of kilograms of grain were entered into the Japanese warehouse.

Only a stack of red stamped notes were obtained.

The common people carried small bags from the grain trucks and dispersed on their own, and there was not much grain in the bag.

I have to go to those grain stores to sell them, exchange them for daily necessities, and even oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Everyone in the group also breathed a long sigh, and the next time was to freely move, looking for the place they liked in groups of three or three.

The shopkeepers of the grain shop around were waiting for a long time, and several girls dressed up appeared in the sun.

The sound of orioles and swallows was heard endlessly, and several security team members were quickly pulled away.

The rest of the people were a little embarrassed and even envious.

"That little king, come with me to get something." The security team leader finished ordering Wang Liujin, then turned to the rest of the people and ordered: "You go and put the wine first, don't wait for us."

"Okay, that platoon leader, don't forget that you can't leave the city when it's dark."

"Get out of the city, find a place to rest for yourself and go back tomorrow."

There were always a few people in the team who had relatives in the city, and they all went in a group.

"Let's go." The platoon leader whispered to Wang Liujin.

The two of them raised their legs and disappeared into the distance along the wall. Several people who had handed over the food followed them far behind them.

A three-story building appeared in the fence on the north side of the street in front. A plaster flag was hung high on a pole on the roof, shaking the wind gently in the breeze, like a menstrual scarf.

There was a sign hanging at the door, the Japanese military police team, the gate was opened, and the horse was resisted in front of the door, and a barbed wire was fenced. A Japanese man stood in the guard booth, looking vigilantly at the security teams walking over.

"The original county government location here, the Japanese occupied this place after they arrived and kept the county government next door." The platoon leader of the security team spoke quietly to Wang Liujin.

Pawnsman Wang casually looked at the opposite side of him, a restaurant, a brothel that had not opened yet, and a trading house selling Japanese goods with the door open next to him. He looked at the Japanese sign on the lintel, which should have been opened by the Japanese.

The hands pulling the rifle were trembling. The face of the Japanese standing guard in front of the military police was not strange. Apart from being short and strong, he didn't feel how scary the Japanese were, but the military uniform made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He resisted the idea of ​​going forward and twisting the Japanese neck, and with a smile, he slowly walked through the gate of the military police, and took the opportunity of smiling and glanced at the buildings inside the military police.

A car and two side tricycles were parked in the yard.

There were two Japanese with guns standing at the entrance of the military police building.

The sunset was blocked by their bodies, and a long shadow was drawn behind the two of them.

Platoon Leader Wang quickly counted the windows of the building, estimated the distance, and judged how confident it would be if he shot in the opposite building.

However, the result disappointed him. The distance was more than 150 meters. With the gun in his hand, even if the other party stood at the window, he was not sure that he could hit it.

"The military police captain's office is at the back, and there are only civilians in front, so there is no chance to shoot from the opposite side. The anti-traitor team organized by the Kuomintang army conducted two attacks on the opposite side, and even used artillery. As a result, there was no casualties in the Japanese." The platoon leader of the security regiment knew Wang Liujin's thoughts and warned carefully.

Wang Liujin looked up from side to side and looked carefully. He saw that there were countless bullet holes on the outer wall of the building, and there were obviously only a few pieces of glass that were old, which means that the house had been renovated.

There are also a few traces of smoke and fire in the distance.

A rumbling sound came from the front, and a three-wheeled magic troupe drove over in blue smoke, followed by a truck.

The two of them quickly made it to the side of the road and lowered their heads.

The Japanese on the tricycle looked at the people from the security team a few times and rushed over without caring.

There were machine guns on the roof of the car behind, and more than a dozen Japanese were standing in the carriage. Following the motorcycle, they turned into the sound. After hearing the sound, the Japanese sentry moved away from the gate of the military police that refused to horses.

Platoon Commander Wang suddenly felt a little relaxed in his heart. I can't fight into the military police. Is it a good idea to beat your Japanese convoy?
Chapter completed!