The rails were trembling, and a heavy train was gasping, galloping from south to north.

The open car box above you can tell at a glance that it was transporting coal. The train was not fast. More than a dozen Japanese soldiers, machine guns were erected at each front and rear of the car. The Japanese were divided into several places and sat on the car box full of coal to guard the car. In broad daylight, the Japanese were not afraid of the guerrillas coming out.

The sun is so vicious.

More than a dozen figures wearing clothes that cannot be seen clearly were hiding on the hillside by the railway.

Guo Tie took these guerrillas to stay here for most of the day. Starting last night, the train started loading coal at Xiaofeng Coal Mine. They were not interested in the train transporting coal.

Almost every day, they lie on the hillside and watch the train go south and north.

Captain Guo said to a person next to him: "Changsheng, the Japanese military train is coming, remember the time."

"What's the use of memorizing it? There are so many Japanese on the train, but I can't fight it." The warrior muttered.

"You know, the superior said there are arrangements, so let's first understand the train activity rules."

"It's been a few years since we touched it. Those who went north either transport coal or things robbed by the Japanese in the occupied areas, the army and patrol cars headed by the south?"

"Hey? It's been several years. I wonder how many good things the Japanese have made?"

"I think it's better to blow the railway up again." Changsheng threw a stone forward and vented his anger hatefully.

Captain Guo sighed: "This matter is a bit complicated. Last time, the military sub-district dispatched eight or nine thousand people. We also demolished more than 100 miles of railways and blew the bridges. It only killed more than 200 Japanese devils, interrupting the railway for more than a month."

Changsheng looked at the tumultuous railway in the distance: "After the railway was blown up, the angry Japanese began to sweep the rush. The newspaper said that the headquarters was found by the Japanese and many people died."

Captain Guo was a little lonely: "Yes, the people along the county along the railway in the south were almost killed by the Japanese."

Changsheng suddenly came to his senses: "This hatred is irreconcilable. If you don't kill them, my surname will not be Sun!"

"Then what can we do? We can't defeat it now, but the commander said that our team is growing and growing, and the Japanese are fighting the Pacific War. After their front line is lengthened, we have deeper depth. The Japanese are just a few people. Even if there are Japanese to sweep the enemy in the future, we will still fight. If you dare to come to us, then don't think about going back alive."

"The headquarters was really taken over by the Japanese? Why didn't I hear my superiors say this?"

"Hey, this is a family scandal, do everyone know about it?"

"But the Japanese in the south have not seen any publicity?"

"The south was originally a joint defense zone with the Kuomintang army. The commander of the Kuomintang army named Du ran away when the Japanese swept the Japanese. All the people who could not escape were the people who could not escape." Captain Guo felt very uncomfortable.

"Then, is the attack on the headquarters true?"

"It shouldn't be fake."

“…”

Not long after the coal-carrying train headed north, a small armored patrol vehicle drove over from the northern railway road and slowly headed south.

A gray figure ran over from the hillside: "Captain Guo, those patrol traitors are coming, we have to leave quickly."

A team of security troops patrolled north along the railway under the leadership of two unusually young Japanese.

On such a hot day, patroling is not a good job.

The hot wind came out when I took off my hat and fanned it. I couldn't feel any chill at all. There was a breeze, but it kept blowing the dust in the ground.

The walking soldiers were listless and watched the instructor greet the Japanese in the patrol car on the railway.

Accompanied by the sound of wheels and rails friction, the patrol car stopped, and the roadside team also stopped.

The Japanese instructor ran onto the railway subgrade in a few steps, took a large net bag from the patrol car, and turned around.

The net bag was scattered on a piece of grass, with more than a dozen pears on it.

"Thank you for your hard work, eat a pear!" The Japanese instructor took a look at himself as approachable.

The public security soldiers lit up and went forward one by one, lined up to collect one by one.

The instructor was very satisfied. Under the guidance of his own whip, these Chinese people finally learned not to rush forward and rush to grab them.

The group sat in the sun without any obstacles. The squad leader of the Public Security Army raised his black face, looked at the patrol car that was slowly sliding on the railway, took out a cigarette from his bag and put it in his mouth, and handed it two to the Japanese instructor.

I am very familiar with the instructor, so I don’t have to divide the order of lighting cigarettes.

The Japanese instructor skillfully took out a packet of matches from his bag, pulled out one and stroked a military uniform next to him, lit it, and the three of them leaned over their faces in turn, lit it, and took a deep breath.

The squad leader spit out a big smoke ring and looked at the instructor with a smile: "Taijun, where will we eat tonight?"

"Jun Liu, I don't understand. You are all the time, and you are here... the restaurant, what kind of salary can you pay?"

"Hehe, Taijun, you even know this? I told you about that last time I was drinking. What do you think?"

"Last time to drink? Stop talking about it, your wine is not wine, it is poison!" The Japanese made an exaggerated and deadly move.

"Yes, yes, it's poison, but how does that poison taste?"

"Well, it's good. Have two more drinks tonight. Do you have any money?" The devil from Osaka was transferred to the occupied area for railway alert because of his injured hand. This guy is quite proud. He can't do anything to eat and not pay for money.

"That Taijun, how did you think about what you told you last time?" The squad leader had to bite the bullet and ask again.

"Uh...yes, but tell your company commander that I want to get 60% of the money."

"Hey, then this matter cannot be done. You see, we have only 40% of our brothers, so we will definitely not be able to do it. The company commander said, if you don't do it, we have to forget it, we will give in: 55 points." If you don't do it? Everyone knows it's nonsense.

"Uh, your cunning, then that's fine, just 50% off." The Japanese pretended to think and answered a little later.

The two discussed things that were not complicated, that was, some materials that were not military supplies, Japanese floral cloth, sugar, wine, tobacco and some miscellaneous things, were transported to this area by train from Peking, and then sold to the commanders of the occupied areas. The money came quickly.

This devil named Shiro Onitsuka got guidance from his elders before going abroad. It was not illegal to do some business, and it was safer than those of the predecessors who sold guns and bullets directly.

The headquarters has strictly prohibited robbery of the occupied areas. Moreover, in the past few years, hundreds of thousands of people plundered everywhere around the city and lost a lot. Now, ordinary soldiers have no chance to find a chance to make a fortune.

Therefore, the Japanese Kingdom is famous for doing business with these soldiers in Osaka City, so they naturally started to think about it.

You can't take the initiative in this matter. You can't release the news that there are ways in the north. Sooner or later, these Chinese people will come to me to mention this matter. Now this Japanese devil named Guiwu is very proud. He doesn't have to pay a penny, and he will account for 50% of it in vain!

Onitsuka was not tall, but his body was quite strong, and he was sweating profusely. Finally, he raised his hand to unbutton a button on his chest.

"The specific time to get on the bus has been arranged. Your arrangement must be reliable, do you understand?"

"Don't worry, the business is all old acquaintances. We ship it ourselves, pass many checkpoints, pay taxes everywhere, and have no trouble at all. This depends on your care."

Onitsuka was not so capable at all. Fortunately, his brother was the captain of the military police team in the North Railway Station. After coming to China, he saw the soldiers who came to send money to the country. When he wrote letters, he kept complaining that the house was broken and the life festival was reported. He knew very well that his brother's salary was sent home. It was impossible for his father to say that his neighbor had moved to a new home and bought a new bicycle. Whose boy sent it again. Finally, his fanatical heart became lively. After the younger brother's letter persuaded him, he finally couldn't help it and got into the water.

Outside Beiping South Station.

Although there were wars everywhere, a business opened in a remote place outside the city, but the goods in this business were of a wide variety!

Although the business seems to be not good, the shopkeeper seems to be not worried at all.

The shopkeeper's surname is Wang, with a black and thin face, and he is in his forties. He is said to have opened a business here for more than ten years and is related to Aurora, but he is a little stingy and likes to be petty in everything. There are not many people in the business, but he does a lot of business.

This transaction was just a test. Information came from the south. The newly launched Japanese squad leader will come to discuss the details today.

At noon, two Japanese soldiers that Manager Wang knew entered the door. Could it be them? Unexpectedly, they were the famous Captain Onitsuka who was stationed in the station.

Because, countless business owners were rejected for giving gifts to him.

He quickly leaned over to the Japanese and bent down and handed a cigarette: "There is a big visit to Taijun. If you have any needs, please give me some instructions! Although the small trumpet is not big, you can satisfy your daily necessities."

"On the fifth and tenth of each month, load the car in the middle of the night, and deliver the goods to warehouse No. 23 a day in advance. You don't have to worry about getting on the car, do you understand?" Onitsuka said nothing nonsense...

"I understand, the little one understands!" Manager Wang was overjoyed and nodded and bowed.

"If time changes, Mr. Nao will come to inform you!" Captain Onitsuka raised his hand and pointed to the Japanese behind him and said calmly.

The Japanese behind immediately stepped forward and stood at attention, bowed to Manager Wang: "Please take care of him!"
Chapter completed!