It is very dangerous to operate in the Japanese occupied areas. In addition to the various checkouts on the surface, there are also those omnipresent reconnaissance teams, night attack teams, and traitors who are pseudo-bureaucrats.

Most of the enemy-occupied areas were filled with artillery towers and ditches, but there were guerrilla areas or secret bases of the Eighth Route Army everywhere.

After the Pacific War began, the Japanese troops were even less powerful.

Coupled with the crazy destruction of various anti-Japanese armed forces, the Japanese gradually found that it was still difficult to manage the county town, so they could not rule the townships or villages.

The village-level governments at the occupied areas gradually fell into the hands of fake, mixed, stubborn, landlords. Various forces that took over the regime were all established in the villages and villages... That's right, they were called fake bureaus.

All armed forces rely on the bureau to control village-level regimes, collect taxes, be responsible for local public security, and even manage the organized armed forces. No one cares about the Japanese, and gradually the bureau began to gain the power of life and death over the villagers, but this power has no supervision at all.

After tasting the sweetness of fake, mixed, and stubborn, local armed forces began to grab territory and even fought against each other.

It is even more difficult for the Eighth Route Army to enter such places because the bureau is in charge of the regime based on the village. Even the old hen in the village lays duck eggs, which can spread to every corner of the village in less than half a day.

It is impossible for strangers to score in!

The Japanese were not stupid either. Suddenly, they found that the public security in these places was even better than the model security areas, so they simply didn't bother with it.

As long as you deliver the food on time, you should simply turn a blind eye to these local armed forces.

The pseudo-governments of various counties even discovered business opportunities and were happy to pick up ready-made cheapness. They directly issued letters of appointment to the villages that established bureaus to replace the "baojia system" of the grassroots ruling system of the national government!

However, the government of the Republic of China will give some small salaries to the grassroots management security chiefs. Now, after changing it to a bureau, you can collect money from the grassroots bureau and everyone is happy.

If the people had not been experiencing severe drought in the past two years, these situations might have become the climate.

The development of the Eighth Route Army base area is extremely difficult.

What is even more unpredictable is that in order to get the meager reward promised by the Japanese traitors, there are many ordinary people who reported to the enemy.

The villagers in the villages have some connections.

In addition, many traitors originally came from the homes of these villagers. Villagers who have no culture would not care about your national justice for resisting Japan and destroying the country.

The world is so big that you can survive and eat the most!

What's more, the Japanese puppet troops spread everywhere that the Eighth Route Army was bandits. If anyone dared to hide, they would arrest people and even shoot them...

If an underground worker wants to carry out his work, he must first deal with ordinary people and must have influence. Otherwise, you are an ordinary person yourself. You say you want to revolution... Only those who believe you!

The process of building trust takes a very long time.

Therefore, many times, underground workers have to endure the misinterpretation and infamy of the people. Even their families have to cut off their ties because they are labels of "traitors" and "traitors". At this time, they cannot tell their true identities to their relatives, and can only endure them silently.

Without absolute loyalty, such a painful torture would never be able to bear. The underground workers often maintain a single-line connection between superiors and subordinates, and the real identity information is strictly kept confidential. If the superior who is the only joint sacrifices his identity, his identity may always be a mystery, and the traitor hat on his head may never be taken off.

Lurking inside the enemy, one must maintain a high state of tension every day, and every word and action must be considered repeatedly, and even be careful not to talk to the dream when dreaming. Once unfortunately exposed, what awaits them will be the enemy's most cruel torture and questioning, and in the end most of them will be sacrifices.

The risk of being arrested is ridiculously high. A large proportion of the underground workers who died were rumored by traitors, traitors and ordinary people!

Mei Huaizhi, who had just finished the group meeting, was full of fighting spirit and was very vigilant.

He took his brother half a night in advance to the joint location on the west side of the railway.

If nothing unexpected happens, the team to be picked up will arrive before dawn.

Another night train wheels smashed the rails and rushed from north to south...

...

After dark, Shi Cheng and his four men pushed their bicycles along the river bank to Jiujianfang under the moonlight.

When we separated, we had already made an appointment and met in the river channel south of Jiujianfang Village.

fine.

There are no dangers along the way.

The telescope that Captain Ma gave him was really a good thing. When he encountered several suspicious people, he found it in advance and avoided it far away.

People are not afraid to provoke them when they ride a bicycle openly on the plains.

After meeting with the work team that arrived first and several others, the group was very excited.

Boasting about how to get rid of the "great" deeds of the Japanese tracing... It seems that being able to escape from the Japanese is already the supreme glory of glorious ancestors.

Captain Geng, who had just returned shortly, looked at the 25th who were full of dust and dust with a dark face, and had no choice but to interrupt their aura: "Everyone, be quiet. Before dawn today, the Ninth Camp had passed the enemy's railway blockade line and headed westward. Comrade Hongying asked me to send you and go back to the station from the north to detour through the railway blockade line!"

"Ah? The 'big army' left us..."

Captain Geng interrupted the casual interrupter in a stern tone: "What do you mean leaving you behind? We have many people, so we should act scattered in the enemy-occupied area..."

"We're leaving, what should we do if the wounded?"

"You can choose to wait for your comrades to get hurt and go with them."

Not long after, a few figures came out of the village: "Hey, I have baked some scallion pancakes, you can take them on the way..."

Captain Geng was shocked: "Uncle, this is the food rations that Captain Hu left to you, we can't ask for..."

"Don't talk nonsense, you guys, this time I got so much food from the town hall..."

"No, the town office does not have much food at all, right?"

"You know, Company Commander Ma robbed the puppet army's rations and left half of them for us. The day before yesterday afternoon, the Japanese and puppet army entered the village, but he didn't catch anything. There are not many people in the village now. I think, Old Man Geng took the whole village to eat the summer harvest without any problem."

Captain Geng knew that what the uncle said was definitely watery, and he was extremely moved to hold Mr. Geng's rough hand: "Uncle, after we kill the Japanese, this world is the world of our poor people. I will definitely let everyone eat pancakes every meal..."

"It's good to eat coarse grains. Captain Hu is really the case. The flour he gave us will be wasted even if we eat it..."

"Okay, let's not talk about this more today. The work team will soon enter this area. If you lack food in the future, just tell me directly."

"Well, don't talk too much, hurry up and leave." The old man waved his hand: "By the way, the reconnaissance comrade under Company Commander Luo has been sent to the underground transportation station contact point as you requested. Wang Dahuzi of the Second District Committee said that he would have to gather about 30 people this time, and then he was escorted by the district team and passed the enemy's railway blockade line. I guess he would not be able to leave tonight."

"Okay, I have to send them to the contact point overnight and strive to pass the railway blockade tomorrow night."

"Baby, it's fifty or sixty miles away. It's not peaceful on the road, so you have to be careful."

"Take care too." Captain Geng stopped talking nonsense and took more than a dozen people on bicycles and went straight north.

The Pinghan Road traffic line under the responsibility of the work team was divided into three parts, and the Independent Regiment Ninth Battalion and the others walked on the southern line.
Chapter completed!