On the 21st and 22nd orders were announced, and several people present immediately determined their relationship according to the order. Ma Qian'an had the highest level, but he was not prepared to give orders. The arrival of Liu Qingyuan, a trustworthy old spy, relaxed Ma Qian'an. Although he was in Harbin, a city ruled by the Japanese, Ma Qian'an had no worries at all. He knew that the remaining schedule could be completely handed over to Liu Qingyuan, so let him worry.

Sure enough, Liu Qingyuan consciously announced his plan, which bus tickets to buy and what specifications to buy, and where to stay tonight, he had clearly arranged the tickets to buy.

"Old Liu?" Ma Qian'an remembered a question that had troubled him for a long time. After knocking on the table for a while, he finally couldn't help asking, "Old Liu, how did you know when I arrived in Harbin? Also, after I arrived at Shanhaiguan, my own comrades were secretly protecting me, how did they know me, how did I know my itinerary? How did I feel that all my whereabouts cannot escape the mastery of the scenes? How did you do this in your intelligence work? It's so cunning."

"Hehehe..." Liu Qingyuan burst into a strange laugh, and suddenly said with a serious expression: "Commander Ma, please pay attention to discipline. If everyone is so curious about asking, should the party discipline be abide by?"

A sentence made Ma Qian'an choke for a long time without saying anything. After a half-minute slowdown, Ma Qian'an pointed Liu Qingyuan with a little embarrassed and angry and said, "You...! Good! Old Liu, you still do this with me? Am I learning from you? Do you want to know why Fengshan recognized you at a glance? If Fengshan was a Japanese spy, I'll tell you that today, and you still have the energy to spank me?"

Seeing that Ma Qian'an took him out as a bargaining weight, Li Fengshan took a step forward with great consciousness, and looked at Liu Qingyuan, who had just been proud and now had a bitter face like a bitter gourd.

"Exchange the secret!" Li Fengshan pressed Liu Qingyuan's thin shoulders with his big palm, and sprayed with foam and applied pressure.

Geng Dianjun didn't know much about the deep friendship these three people had formed, and didn't know that these people were "intimate". His expression was a little nervous. He glanced at this and that, which meant to persuade him.

Ma Qian'an saw it and waved his hand lightly to Geng Dianjun and said, "It's okay, these two guys are used to it. They will pinch each other when they meet, and it will feel uncomfortable if they don't pinch them."

"It won't be too much, right? I've seen someone who is angry about a trivial matter and endanger the team." Geng Dianjun was a little worried, unwilling to see the "senior cadres" in his team quarreling like children, and said softly to Ma Qian'an.

"Don't worry!" Ma Qian'an said confidently: "If you don't have 10 numbers, you'll be fine soon."

As if in conjunction with Ma Qian'an's words, Liu Qingyuan drifted beautifully, avoided Li Fengshan's bear paw, and put a discussion tone in his mouth and said, "Okay, okay, don't cheat, you must say it even if I say it."

"Hey! That's right. Everything is in my heart. No one can treat you when I get sick." Li Fengshan laughed, withdrew his arm, and squeezed and said, "I'll ask first, you can tell me first!"

Soon Ma Qian'an understood how the people who secretly protected him along the way worked. It turned out that when he left Yan'an, Ren BS had already sent someone to protect him. An experienced old comrade followed him to Harbin until he contacted Liu Qingyuan. The people who were noticed by Ma Qian'an along the way were only part of the entire operation.

Ren BS attaches great importance to Ma Qian'an, which shows that he has used such a high-level agent escort that even Ma Qian'an, who has a high level of reconnaissance, cannot be seen.

Liu Qingyuan quickly realized that his mask was too old and had not changed it for three years. He had been known to many people from the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces. He smiled bitterly and muttered back to make another one. He would definitely not show it out in non-executive tasks.

The subsequent topics involved the current situation of the 12th Detachment and the actual state of the armed forces of the "Thirteen Provinces". The only 20 remaining people in the 12th Detachment have already gone north, and Geng Dianjun does not know where they are hiding. The teams of the "Thirteen Provinces" are not usually together. After becoming sworn brothers, the thirteen people scattered in the Sanzhao area according to their respective missions to fight, either reconnaissance intelligence, contact information, or launch anti-Japanese armed forces.

Among them, the one who really formed the team was Geng Dianjun's brothers, which were later famous for their "Three Provinces". The "Thirteen Provinces" were unknown because they did not appear as a whole again. The local people only knew that Geng Dianchen, the younger brother nicknamed "Five Provinces", was jointly suppressed by the Japanese army's siege team and the local bandit armed "Red Gun Society" two years ago. In that battle, the five provinces died heroically while fighting against the enemy, and their heads were cut off by the "Red Gun Society" and hung on the head of the city of Zhaoyuan County. Now there are still six "provinces" surviving, and the other seven provinces have already died.

Geng Dianjun choked as he spoke. Ma Qian'an felt his pain, slapped the table and recited the red light: "Now the Japanese invaders kill and loot, and they are irreconcilable, and they are swearing to inherit the will of the martyrs to death, wipe the blood on the battlefield, and their brothers died in the clutches of the demons. The revolutionary comrades remembered that they had to settle accounts with the enemy, and they had to pay the blood debt with blood!"

Geng Dianjun was stunned. Ma Qian'an suddenly said something that reminded him of the scene when he was sworn in with his brothers. Thirteen brothers knelt into a row of oaths with their own personality and dignity: burn an incense stick together, and they are a mother, brothers who beat tigers and badgers to death, fight against Japan during their lifetime, hide their names after death, firmly keep the secrets, and swear not to be traitors!

Just as words are in my ears, it is deafening! The seven brothers fulfilled their oaths with their strong and precious lives. Brotherhood and comrade-in-arms made Geng Dianjun feel like a knife when he thinks of those faces.

After a quiet moment, Geng Dianjun wiped his eyes and threw the sadness behind him. Now, the time to avenge his brothers is coming. He smiled and said to everyone: "I'm laughing, what else do you need to know? Please continue."

Seeing that Geng Dianjun had calmed down, Ma Qian'an felt very calm, and there were still many things he needed to know urgently. He could not say more about the past. He asked in confusion, "Didn't you occupy the mountain and become king? Don't have your own territory?" Bandits should be like Zuoshan Diao! There is a large piece of territory, at least a copycat with the Eight Great Kings, and an old nest.

Geng Dianjun immediately realized that the leader of Ma did not understand the struggle mode of his enemy, so he patiently explained: "Hehehe..., there is no mountain here, and there is no easy-to-defense and difficult-to-attack place to be his nest. The local bandit organization is not very close. My team is similar to them. The struggle environment is very harsh. The members of the team are usually ordinary people and will gather together when they take action, ranging from a few people to hundreds. Among them, there are progressive people who agree with our anti-Japanese proposition, but most of them are other small strands. When they can grab the Japanese things, they will follow me. When there is no benefit, even if you say that you will break the sky, they will not come. The awareness is too low, but you can still use it."

Liu Qingyuan interrupted: "Well, Brother Geng's struggle is very tenacious. It is an unobstructed place on the plain. In addition, the Japanese build a watchtower every 15 kilometers. When the weather is good, you can see that ten miles are not allowed to use the telescope. The movement is too restricted. Only in summer and autumn can you use the green gauze tent to carry out some activities."

Oh! Ma Qian'an was silent for a while, thought for a while, and carefully put forward his own suggestions, "I think if I want to do this in the future, I must first develop on the plains and be able to obtain logistics resources such as food and cotton at will. I must first knock out the Japanese's eyes. He built a watchtower tower and we will destroy one. Again, cavalry must be established. I think this is not very far from where the Mongolians live. At the beginning, we can buy some horses and make a name for themselves. Are you still worried that those Mongolian warriors will not come to join? With cavalry, we can come and go like the wind. If the Japanese don't use heavy troops to encircle and suppress us, they will not hurt our fur at all. Can they not catch us? Do you think it is, Brother Geng?"

Geng Dianjun grabbed his head, his eyes flashed countless times in an instant, and he felt very disappointed. Who doesn’t know what Ma Qian’an said? When you hit the lookout whistle, do you think a village man fell down after taking a handful of flying and snuggling? Establishing a cavalry? You have to follow the instructions of the horse leader. Just buying a horse is a big sum of money. How many wars do you have to fight to grab enough money?

No! This boss can't make randomly formulate future guidelines without understanding the truth. That would be a crime. Once a military struggle strategy is wrong, it will pay irreparable losses. Although your level is higher than mine, I have to say it. Geng Dianjun doesn't care whether his truth will refute the face of his superiors. If this error is not corrected, the final loss will be the hard-won power of our Anti-Japanese Allied Forces. Responsibility forces him to sigh deeply.

He replied, "Oh! Commander Ma, I think the idea you said is difficult to realize. Our current power is small and small. How can we have so many powerful weapons to destroy the watchtower of the earth-building structure? Where are there so many warriors who can ride horses? What about horses? The Mongolian herders will not give us money for free, right? What about money? Or robbing it from the enemy is not a year or six months. The weak force will attack rashly, and before we can get enough cavalry, it will be wiped out by the enemy."

Ma Qian'an nodded, impressed the outspoken man. He smiled and hit his palm, tilted his head at Liu Qingyuan, and ordered "extremely casually": "Old Liu, you have a good memory. Tell him about our arms. Brother Geng is afraid of poverty. I don't know how rich we are now."
Chapter completed!