Is it difficult to fight a security war? If the devils are facing the so-called guerrilla forces like Guo Preserved, it is really not difficult to fight. Well, with a little coercion and inducement, they will surrender and become puppet troops. How can it be so difficult to fight?

However, the Eighth Route Army was as stubborn as a copper pea that could not be boiled or smashed. The Japanese could destroy some units of the Eighth Route Army, but it was difficult to capture prisoners. Even if they were captured, it would be difficult to find out anything.

There are also those secret workers who endured torture to the limit of human body endurance and never revealed any information.

Willpower, more than iron willpower, determination to fight to the end, and belief in sacrificing oneself for national liberation... This is what all Japanese devils admire.

Just when Li Yunlong and his three regiments were returning to their base after dividing the loot they had plundered from the Japs, leaving behind three reconnaissance links, the Japs' military headquarters gave the order: "Retreat!"

That's right, the Japs have retreated and are no longer planning to avenge the Yamazaki Brigade. Those temporarily formed brigade-level combat units have returned to their respective stations and strengthened the defense of the stations. In addition, a large amount of barbed wire has been shipped from the country. The Japs plan to

Continue their cage policy.

The little devils also analyzed the combat effectiveness and consumption of the Eighth Route Army. They knew that the Eighth Route Army had consumed a lot of money in the fight so far, and they could not continue to fight. And they themselves, after suffering so many battle losses, felt that they could not hold on.

Fortunately, the main force of the preserved fruit did not take the opportunity to start a war, and even secretly attacked the New Fourth Army, thus stabilizing the situation in the north.

If the Japanese stopped attacking, it would be a disguised recognition of the Eighth Route Army's current occupation area. The two sides subconsciously divided their respective territories and refrained from invading each other for the time being.

"Folks, come out to work... The Eighth Route Army has come to help us plow the land..." It's already time for autumn plowing and autumn planting. In Shimen Village, where the first team is stationed, the old village chief, Uncle Shi, looked at the gong and greeted.

"Work, work... All the strong laborers from our production team have come to gather. Our task today is to plow the land on the south slope. If there are children at home who are soldiers, we will take care of them.

"Yes, let's plow the land for the families of the military families first. But please wait a moment, the Eighth Route Army will send oxen and plows, and there will also be people to help us work." Captain Shitou greeted loudly.

"Captain, are there many cattle on the Eighth Route Army?" a sister-in-law asked loudly.

"Originally, the Eighth Route Army did not have so many cattle. Later, during the war, we seized some from the Japanese and used the seized money to buy some. Haha, the key point is that the Eighth Route Army has a cattle farm, a cattle farm.

It can raise hundreds of cows. I said, next spring, we must get some pasture from Dongshan to plant." Village Chief Shi said.

"Old village chief, forget it, your eyes are dim, your brain is also lost. Who doesn't grow food and pasture..." Some old women started to complain directly.

"What do you old ladies know? What kind of grass is that? If you plant one crop, you can harvest several crops a year. If you plant two acres of land, you can raise several cows! Do you think the cows are more valuable or you?" The old village chief showed his domineering attitude.

, with a yellow and thin finger, pointed at the old lady who was talking.

The old lady thought for a while and felt that she was not as valuable as a cow, so she could only nodded weakly, saying that the old village chief was wise.

After unifying their thoughts in advance, the old village chief waved his hand, and everyone went to the entrance of the village to wait. Not long after, soldiers driving cattle came down the mountain road to the east, a long and mighty procession.

"How many people and cows are there? How much land can be plowed in one day?" Captain Shi put up a pergola to block the rising sun and looked at the long team.

"I estimate that there are probably more than 300 of them. I can't count any more..." said a man in his thirties next to him.

"Hahaha..." The man's words made everyone laugh. Of course, half of them were joking about his fellow villagers, but more of them were happy about the coming cattle.

Those who have never farmed do not know the hardship of farming. Facing the loess and back to the sky, with beads of sweat falling to the ground and smashing into pieces are the simplest descriptions. Those who eat meat do not know what it feels like to turn the soil with a hoe for a day!

Therefore, what the oxen and the iron plow bring to the people is hope for life and confidence in conquering the land under their feet.

Soon, the long team of cattle arrived at Shimen Village, but only one squad of soldiers led 10 cattle into the village, and the rest of the team continued forward.

"Fellow fellows... Hello! I'm Lao Hu, do you still recognize me? Village Chief Shi, you've been suffocating in the tunnel these days. Are you okay?" Hu Sihai, who led the team over, stepped forward to say hello.

"Political Commissar Hu, what's going on here? Also, why have these soldiers changed so much? Even though I'm old, I have a good eye for it. I dare say I don't know any of them!" said the old village chief.

Pointing at the soldiers of the third brigade who led the cattle into the village, he said with confidence.

"Haha, how about having an old man in the family like a treasure? Your vision is amazing!" Hu Sihai gave a thumbs up: "These are the soldiers of the third brigade. They have changed their defenses. The first brigade has suffered battle damage. Go to the east.

Let’s rest. Old village chief, these three teams are also our teams, so please don’t treat them differently.” Hu Sihai said, holding the old village chief’s hand.

"Scare? Treat them differently? Isn't my second grandson in the team? These are our children, what's the difference?" the old village chief said, while pointing the stick of the dry tobacco bag: "Come here, come here, let's get to know each other.

, this is the new defense team, and it is also our own baby! And you old ladies, don’t look around, you are all looking for it, remember it!"

"Political Commissar Hu, you have to ask these soldiers to patrol the village more so that everyone can get to know each other. In this way, we can have peace of mind when unfamiliar teams come in!" said the old village chief.

"Your old idea is right, I think so too! From now on, they will run around this mountain road every day, so that you all will know each other. From now on, our defense zone will be fixed, and then there will be

If a team you don’t know comes in, it might be the enemy pretending to be the enemy, and everyone needs to have some snacks!" Hu Sihai finished speaking to the villagers, and then clapped his hands.

"Old village chief, fellow villagers, let the soldiers from the fifth squadron of the main force help you with your work today! We have agreed that we will just drink a few sips of water and we will bring our own food. Haha, let's go.

I still have to go to other villages to arrange work. Folks, please work harder, let’s try to open up more wasteland and grow more food, so that we can have a good harvest next year!”

"If the little devil still dares to come and steal our food..." Hu Sihai glanced into the distance.
Chapter completed!