Five days later.

The Japanese who were attacking from multiple routes gradually withdrew.

The soldiers of the Ninth Camp finally embarked on their way home.

Through the marks left on the road, we gathered Ma Liangpai and the spy regiment.

That's right, Ma Liang's class turned into a rank.

As for the newly added soldiers review, let’s talk about it when I go back...

On the seventh day, the team entered the Guerrilla Detachment's defense area and sent ten rifles and a machine gun to express their gratitude to the Guerrilla Detachment for their care of the wounded.

The secret service regiment and the Ninth Camp went north separately. The secret service regiment returned to the headquarters, and the straight man from the Ninth Camp went to the nearest Dabeizhuang.

On the tenth day, ahead, Dabeizhuang is in sight.

Along the way were the people coming out of the mountains.

The soldiers of Haoping's third battalion are organizing the people who have moved into the mountains to go home.

"Did the Second and Ninth Battalion come out of the mountain?" Hao Ping looked at the soldiers who were running to report in surprise.

"That's right, Battalion Commander Gao is lying on a stretcher, and there are still many friendly troops in the team, and there must be more than 200 people..."

He knew about the second battalion going to the south. As for Hu Yi's exchanges with friendly troops since the Chinese New Year, he had never seen him until now. Every time the regiment held a meeting, Lao Qin would come to the mountain to attend.

The enemy command center in front of the division, the Independent Regiment received news of the Japanese raid in advance and the phone number of the Ninth Battalion set up outside the mountain, successfully avoided the Japanese raid in advance.

People can run away, but temples can’t run away, and the losses of independent groups are also not small.

A large number of houses were burned and crops were destroyed.

The second camp station is located in Sanjiaji, and the refugees who have just arrived have no property, so it is easy to transfer them.

Before the Japanese arrived, they all ran away, so the Japanese were not interested in going to set fire.

Almost nothing was suffered.

It is said that the base area opened by the Ninth Camp outside the mountain successfully escaped the sweeping. Not only did it not reduce its personnel, it was still growing and growing during this period, and even created two fixed strongholds in the enemy-occupied area.

Hao Ping finally realized that before he knew it, there seemed to be a considerable distance between the Third Battalion and the Ninth Battalion.

In the past, compared with the Ninth Battalion, there was at least the advantage of military source.

Now I guess I can't even save an advantage.

The Independent Group moved out of Dabeizhuang to the wine station, and even the front of the division was set up at the wine station.

It seems that I have to take the time to discuss with Wu Yan. It is not a big deal to stay in the mountains all day long.

He didn't care about why Hu Yigao's first knife emerged from the west and began to quickly think about the development direction of the Third Battalion.

The last bit of afterglow in the west dissipated, and the light in the valley gradually became darker.

I returned to Dabeizhuang before dark in the second camp.

Gao Yidao got off the stretcher and walked around with a cane, watching the familiar environment that was once again burned by smoke.

Hao Ping met Gao Yidao: "Are you injured?"

Gao Yidao nodded: "Walk by the river often, how can you not get wet your feet..."

"Are you serious casualties?" Knowing that Gao Yidao brought more than 300 people out and it seemed that he was only a few dozen people back. Hao Ping's tone seemed not very sad, but instead had an indescribable meaning.

Gao Yidao understood what Hao Ping said, but did not explain: "Didn't you see it all?"

The first company commander stayed in the south. He discussed with Hu Yi and prepared to pull Hao Ping into the water.

I had already thought about saying something, but suddenly I didn't want to talk to Hao Ping.

Hao Ping did not pay attention to the change in Gao Yidao's tone...

The Muddy Water River is still flowing, but the water in the river is mostly less.

The current independent regiment is seriously overcompetent, with one regiment and four battalions having more than 3,000 people.

The leader and political commissar who returned to the wine station saw it and were happy in his heart.

Determined to reorganize the entire regiment's troops in response to the call of superiors to carry out wider guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines.

It is easy to carry out recruitment training and reconstruction.

However, the food problem has once again become a hurdle that cannot be overcome.

Hu Yi sat on the banks of the Mud Water River in Dabeizhuang upstream, squinted his eyes and looked at the distant mountains to the south.

There will be casualties when there are battles, and life and death are seen a lot. His direction of thinking about problems is different from that of many commanders.

Even more than most people, he looked farther away... it can be said that he looked at the wrong direction.

He has been to military academy, but he has no direction for how to win this anti-aggression war. Now he only has one idea to fight back to the White Mountain and Black Water.

It was not that I had thought about it before, but because of his position, I thought about it was just a fantasy.

Hundreds of thousands of national troops, in just one month, surrendered, died, and collapsed.

However, there is no shortage of passionate people.

Battalion Commander Lu, who was stationed in the west of Huangwei Mountain, led a company. With the support of the Ninth Battalion, he had a chance to break through, but he resolutely died.

There was no living room in the entire army's field hospital.

Therefore, the old bandit Qi, who was red-eyed, killed all the puppet troops except the Bengta Dog and the other puppet army.

More than 80 Japanese wounded soldiers were taken away and thrown into the bushes to destroy the corpses.

Xiao Hongying analyzed with him that if you want to hide such a big thing, you will definitely not be able to hide it.

This matter must be reported to the superior.

At most, he will only be demoted, but he will never be shot.

Of course, it is hard to say what position you will be demoted.

Confinement is definitely indispensable...

The yard rented by Jiuying is still there.

The roof was also burned out.

Maybe the Japanese thought it was troublesome to fill the well, and the well Wu Shitou dug fell still.

Several soldiers were pulling the water from the well with buckets and asking the yard to pour it on the playground and immersed it in the soil. Who knows if the Japanese have tampered with the well?

Wang Xiaosan, who was already the platoon leader, was directing the cooking squad leader to make dinner, using river water.

There were a row of rifles beside the kitchen wall.

A light leaked out of the kitchen.

Xiao Hongying sat aside, staring at Jing in a daze.

There were more than a dozen or a half-year-old children outside the wall.

The voice of a child who had had a holiday with Xiao Hongying in the past suddenly appeared outside the wall: "Immortal girl..."

Xiao Hongying was interrupted and was stunned for a moment. She quickly got up and went into the room to carry a bag and hung it on her body.

Soon, Xiao Hongying poked her head out of the wall beside the gate, counted the number of people outside, and then pointed out the corresponding milk candy. After thinking about it, she picked out two more before throwing out the milk food: "Call me, I have the candy to eat..."

A group of children immediately became in chaos.

After a while, the two children raised their faces and asked blankly: "There are two missing..."

"If you call me sister, you will have it..." Xiao Hongying threw the two candies picked out from her palm.

"You dream, you traitor... don't think that giving us can make us change our words!" One of the older children looked up.

"Sister Hongying..." "Sister..." The two children who didn't get the candy immediately became traitors and followed them to form pockets with the corners of their clothes.

Xiao Hongying threw the candy in her hand into the pockets of the two thin children. After thinking about it, another one lost.

The two children were so excited that they burst into snot...

The children next to them stopped doing it...

Yang Crazy Man who was strolling around came here and Liu Yuanqing who was leaning on crutches.

Xiao Hongying took a bullet shell from her pocket: "Let's talk about peace...one person..."

The eyes of the big children in the crowd were shining. This time the Japanese swept the independent group and ran fast, and did not fight a large scale with the enemy. The bullet shell was not picked up. Seeing that the price offered by the little girl was quite high, she was a little hesitant.

Well, the little girl gritted her teeth and took out a large handful of round-headed bullets: "One person, one shot, the change fee..."

"What's the point?"

"Call me to platoon leader in the future!"

"Tsk...don't do it."

Xiao Hongying put away the bullet: "One person and two shots! If you don't do it, you'll pull it down..."

"Okay..." Seeing that the plot succeeded, the older child then had a snot bubble.
To be continued...