After the order to conduct a search was issued, more than a dozen officers from the Security Section went to each county with transfer orders to coordinate with each regiment to mobilize troops.

At this time, the benefits of the policy of joint defense between villagers and soldiers became apparent.

With an order, more than 20,000 militiamen first focused on each village, asking the villagers if there were any abnormalities, and at the same time launched a search inside the village, and then conducted further searches in nearby fields, cornfields, and mountain cols outside the village.

After a search, we found something in every county.

Wuyi, Shuangsuo Village.

Shen Xingsheng, the security officer in charge of Wuyi County, Xin Tiebing, the chief of staff of the first regiment, and Bai Hongan, the district government officer here, after hearing about the situation, they rushed to Shuangsuo Village with their people.

Three "suspicious" people were being escorted by Duan Shuangzhu, captain of the village army, and a group of people.

"Mr. Bai, do you think there is something wrong with these three people? These three people all say that they are salesmen who travel from village to village. But in our double-locked village, it only takes ten days and a half for a salesman to come here. This time, all of a sudden When we came out, I couldn't think of anything right, and when I asked, they said they didn't know each other!"

When Duan Shuangzhu took a look at the three people who came, he didn't know any of them, so he had to speak to the familiar Bai Hong'an first.

Bai Hongan glanced at the three people squatting on the ground, but couldn't see any clues. Then he looked at Shen Xingsheng and the two and said, "Jianjian?"

Shen Xingsheng said directly: "Fellow fellow, we are going to review the three of you now. Please cooperate. Now please take off your straw sandals and pants!"

The three people squatting on the ground were surprisingly cooperative. After Shen Xingsheng checked, he whispered: "They are not little devils!"

Then they asked the three people to stretch out their hands and inspected them while saying: "There are calluses at the joint between the thumb and index finger. This is caused by holding the gun for a long time. There are calluses on the left and right sides of the index finger. This is due to long-term practice of buttoning. The calluses formed by pulling the trigger are obviously different from the calluses formed by ordinary farm work. You can do it at a glance. If you usually use a long gun, calluses will also form on your shoulders!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the two people in the middle and on the right wanted to run away, but were knocked down to the ground by the guarding soldiers next to them.

"Fellow, you two are dishonest!"

Shen Xingsheng continued to inspect the remaining salesman, then stood up and said: "There is basically no problem!"

"Then let it go?" Bai Hongan asked tentatively.

"No!" Shen Xingsheng refused directly and continued: "Fellow, the war is in turmoil now, and the little devils are coming to clean up again. If you are traveling around the country at this time, you will definitely not be able to get rid of the little devils if you meet them. I Find a place for you to take care of your food and shelter!"

With a wave of his hand, all three of them were taken away.

"Isn't this inappropriate?" Bai Hongan asked.

"What's inappropriate? Special measures in special times. Although no problems were found, we can't be sure that there will be no problems with him!"

"Chief of Staff Xin, follow-up interrogations can only be conducted at your regiment's station. We cannot allow irrelevant personnel to go up the mountain!" Shen Xingsheng said.

"That's no problem. It's just that if we search like this, we can find some suspicious people, but in this wilderness, even if a few people look for a cat in a place, we can't find them!" Xin Tiebing looked at the endless group of people in the distance. Shan, said quite worriedly.

"It's good to be able to eradicate evil. We are making such a big noise just to drive away some people with ulterior motives. If they really go into the mountains, that's fine, it will save them trouble!"

For a time, many spies from all sides who had sneaked into the Tainan base area were caught. The spies from the national army were unlucky and suffered the consequences of the spies from the Little Japanese army.

.......

Shangguan Village is located within the territory of Wu'an. It is officially within the sphere of influence of the Japanese army, but in fact it is a fortress village and a secret base of the Eighth Route Army.

Villages in the Japanese-controlled areas all implemented the Baojia Lianzu system, where taxes and grains were paid on time, and Japanese and puppet troops often came to inspect. However, in villages like Shangguan Village, this system has ceased to exist in name only.

On the surface, they were good people under the rule of the Japanese army. However, the villagers in Shangguan Village did not move to the mountains like the fellow villagers in the base area, but they hid all the food harvested in the autumn.

On that day, a small group of the Eighth Route Army disguised as a dozen Japanese soldiers arrived in Shangguan Village.

This small group of Japanese troops was specially designed to lead the way for the subsequent large forces. They had just arrived at the Eighth Route Army base area in Wu'an, but they ran into a large-scale search inside the base area. They scared these little devils and fled to the "ruled area" of the Japanese army. The result was

Arrive at Shangguan Village.

These little devils were not ordinary little devils. The Japanese army had been infiltrating the Eighth Route Army's base areas and used various identities, but all of them were discovered by the Eighth Route Army.

Since most of the spies who lurked in had carried guns, this didn't make sense. Later, the little Japs pretended to be Eighth Route Army soldiers.

Not to mention, this trick worked really well. When the common people saw the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, they subconsciously felt close to them.

The members of this small Japanese force that lurked in were from the 41st Division of the Japanese Army. They had been living with the Chinese before, and there were no flaws in their language or living habits.

When fighting against the decisive column in Linfen, he disguised himself as the Eighth Route Army and searched for the location of the Eighth Route Army's headquarters and logistics agencies. He made great achievements many times.

At the entrance of Shangguan Village, villagers in twos and threes finished their farm work and walked toward the village carrying farm tools.

The leader, Miyajima Yusuke, had a kind smile on his face and stepped forward and asked: "Fellow, which village is this? There are little Japs strongholds around here. Is there any mountain trail that can lead us north?"

"Are you the Eighth Route Army?" asked an elderly man.

"Hey, old man, do you think I'm an Eighth Route Army soldier?" Yusuke Miyajima said calmly.

"Looking at the accent, you are from western Shanxi?"

"Can you hear this?"

The old man looked up and down and saw that Yusuke Miyajima's uniform was patched, but the collar was dark. It had obviously not been washed for a while. The soldiers behind him were similar.

The equipment is not bad either. There is a machine gun among the dozen or so people.

But when the old man saw the ruddy faces of the Eighth Route Army in front of him, he couldn't help but murmur in his heart, is the food of the Eighth Route Army in western Shanxi as good as that in Tainan?

"You are trying to find a trail to the north, right? There are mountains nearby. If you don't know it, you won't be able to find a way out. My son is a hunter in the village. He is going up the mountain to hunt game. Wait.

When he comes back, I will ask him to guide you!"

"Let's go, I'll take you to my house to have a rest!" the old man said.

"Old man, let's find a secluded place to stay outside the village. After we enter the village with you, it will be bad if someone reports to the Japs and affects the villagers!" Yusuke Miyajima said in a dignified manner.

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Miyajima Yusuke mainly considered that if there was an emergency, he could hide outside the village and retreat.

"Okay, you can find a secluded place. Maybe there is someone in the village who can report the news to the Japanese. Please wait a little longer. My son won't be able to come back until dark!"

After speaking, the old man went directly into the village, and then found the village militia captain and explained the situation.

"Uncle Liu, are you sure that this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers are kidnappers pretending to be soldiers?" asked the militia captain.

"I'm not sure. They said they came from western Shanxi, but judging from their appearance, the Eighth Route Army in western Shanxi is well fed and their faces are rosy! Comrades from the Eighth Route Army came to the village to promote it before. There are little devils pretending to be Eighth Route Army soldiers in other places.

I came to the village to get information, so I didn’t dare to say anything more to them!”

"It's getting dark right now. Xiao Liu will be back soon. If they are really little devils, they will become suspicious after a long time. In this case, Uncle Liu, you go home first, and I will check on them."

Bottom!" said the militia captain.

After the militia captain finished speaking, he returned home, put the steamed buns he had made in the morning into a frame, took a few bowls, and fetched a bucket of water from the well, then walked towards the entrance of the village.

After wandering around for a while, I found the hiding place of these little devils. When Yusuke Miyajima saw someone approaching carrying something, he immediately went to greet them.

"Comrades of the Eighth Route Army, you must be exhausted after a long day's journey. It's getting dark now. If you don't have something in your stomach, you won't be able to hold on until you enter the mountains!"

"Are you the old man's son?"

"No, that's my uncle. He asked me to bring you some food. You're welcome. It's not a good thing. It's just the steamed buns I made in the morning!"

"Our Eighth Route Army has discipline and cannot take advantage of the masses. We cannot eat this!"

"What's the discipline? If you fight the Japanese, you can't even eat a meal from us?"

The militia captain greeted everyone and stuffed a steamed bun into each person's hand.

At this time, ordinary people usually have two meals a day at home. Now that they are busy with farming, they prepare food for the evening in advance in the morning and eat it directly after returning from the busy farming season.

The steamed buns brought by the militia captain were not pure corn. Wild vegetables were added in the middle. The corn flour was ground with a big roller in the village. It was very rough in your mouth.

Miyajima Yusuke pretended to take a bite. It felt a bit hard on his mouth. After all, it had been sitting there for a day. It was made of cornmeal, so could it not be hard?

After it reached my mouth, I felt a grassy smell of wild vegetables. I chewed it a few times and swallowed it, only to feel a tingling sensation in my esophagus.

You thought it was over, but not long after it reached your stomach, a sour smell came back, and Yusuke Miyajima almost vomited it out.

The corn cobs sent by the militia captain were pretty good, but some villagers didn't have enough food at home, so when they made corn cobs, the mouth on top suffered, and so did the one on the bottom.

The little devil usually eats fine grains, how could he have suffered such a crime before?

Yusuke Miyajima was okay, he didn't show any flaws. There was a kid behind him who was holding his stomach and his face was wrinkled like a bitter melon.

The militia captain said to himself, "You guys are pretending to look alike, you guys almost fooled me."

A group of little devils forcibly finished eating, and the militia captain quickly cleaned up the guys, and then said: "Comrades, you are waiting, my cousin will be back soon!"

After watching the militia captain leave, a kid said: "The Eighth Route Army is really pervasive. In the area occupied by the imperial army, the Chinese people dare to openly greet the Eighth Route Army. It seems that the security of Wu'an is just lip service!"

Yusuke Miyajima turned around and said, "This is not a problem we should be concerned about. You didn't reveal any flaws, did you?"

Several little devils replied "No" one after another. Even the little devil behind who was holding his stomach just now, worried about being scolded, also replied "No."

"Yo Xi! Someone will be there to lead the way soon. As long as we avoid the Eighth Route Army's search in front of us, find the home of the independent detachment, and guide the Imperial Army's large forces and flying squadrons, our mission will be completed!" Miyajima Yusuke was overjoyed!

, the catchphrase blurted out.

On the other side, the militia captain returned to the village and gathered the village militiamen.

The militiamen are all part-time workers. They have just returned from the fields. There are only sixteen people in total.

The militia captain explained the situation, and the other militiamen immediately became anxious: "If you are really a kid, even the hundreds of militiamen from the surrounding villages are no match for the kid!"

"Yes, it's going to be dark now. The comrades of the garrison are more than twenty miles away from us. When we notify them, they will be on their way. The little Japs may have seen that something is wrong and escaped long ago!"

Several people had different opinions and each had their own opinions.

"Come on, shut up!" After the militia captain finished speaking, he paced a few times anxiously.
To be continued...