Saburo Aoki got up early in the morning, and he was in a good mood. He was about to arrange for his soldiers to hang the sixteen corpses brought back last night outside the town.
This is the glory of killing Eighth Route Army yesterday. If he doesn't show it, how can he show that he has good command?
Recently, the Eighth Route Army snipers have been carrying out sneak attacks, and many officers on the Imperial side have been killed.
There is a vacancy in the position. Maybe I can be promoted to one or two through the achievement of wiping out the Eighth Route Army this time.
Just as he was thinking happily, a Japanese soldier who was responsible for guarding the sixteen Eighth Route Army corpses suddenly returned with a panic face and whispered a few words in Saburo Aoki's ear.
"Nani?"
Saburo Aoki panicked, and was shocked. He quickly asked the soldiers to lead the way, and the two of them rushed to the temporary morgue. As expected, Saburo Aoki saw the corpses whose trousers had been taken off, exposing pieces of crotch cloth.
This crotch cloth is what the Imperial people like to wear. When did the Eighth Route Army learn this style?
A little confused!
But Saburo Aoki never wanted to believe that those he killed would be imperial soldiers.
On the other side, Hiramatsu Shigeo, the team leader of the advance team responsible for testing Chenjia Village, returned to the county seat with eyes spitting fire with anger.
The loss was huge this time, and it was at the hands of one of our own men, the idiot from the empire who led the team yesterday!
The plan of pretending to be the Eighth Route Army to test the villages also fell short.
After returning to Yangquan with the advance team that had been severely damaged by him, Hiramatsu Shigeo was so angry that he complained to the Japanese captain Nakahara Joio who was stationed in Yangquan.
After the Japanese captain Zhongyuan Zhangxiong learned the news, he immediately contacted the Tangyuan Town headquarters.
After learning the news, Captain Iji Mayichi, the top commander of the Japanese army who was stationed in Yuhara Town, recalled Saburo Aoki and cursed him.
Saburo Aoki was a little aggrieved when he learned the whole story, "Sir, squadron leader, they are all wearing the clothes of the Eighth Route Army, and the villagers suddenly came to announce the news. How did I know that they were actually members of the advancing team?"
Iji Ma scolded: "After the battle started, you didn't ask the identity of the person on the other side?"
The situation was so urgent at that time, who had time to ask the identity of the person opposite?
When encountering a team wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms, before opening fire, do you have to ask: Hey, are you the Eighth Route Army?
Of course, Saburo Aoki didn't dare to say these words, he just lowered his head and took the initiative to admit his mistake.
I don’t like Saburo Aoki of the advancing team very much.
In Saburo Aoki's view, these guys did not dare to confront the Eighth Route Army head-on, but they imitated those traitorous spies and engaged in disguises and infiltrations. This was a disgrace to the Japanese Empire and the dignity of a samurai.
In fact, Ijima's attitude toward the advance team is similar to Saburo Aoki's.
Seeing Saburo Aoki lowering his head to admit his mistake, Ijima finished his scolding and said with relief: "Aoki-kun, since it has already happened, there is no point in regretting it. It is better to give up the merit.
As for the advance team, Your Excellency, the captain, has spoken for you and saved you. Otherwise, the damage you have caused to those guys this time, even if you commit suicide by caesarean section, is not an exaggeration."
Iji Ma sighed and said: "Forget it, Mr. Aoki, please be cautious next time you encounter something like this. It's best to explore the other party's true identity before taking action."
"Recently, the advance team will infiltrate the surrounding areas of the Eighth Route Army base, and we will inevitably encounter them."
"Hi!"
"By the way, how did the villagers of Chenjiacun behave during this battle? Are there any suspicions of Chenjiacun being a liaison with the Eighth Route Army?"
Saburo Aoki hesitated for a moment. He thought about the time when the villagers complained and he led the team to Chenjia Village.
The old village chief and his party had been urging him to launch an attack, and even the Eighth Route Army members had made arrangements in advance to escape from the backyard.
Did those villagers do it on purpose?
No... Saburo Aoki shook his head in his heart and quickly denied this conjecture. The villagers only thought it was the Eighth Route Army. It was said that they entertained them with delicious food and drinks. After stabilizing the Eighth Route Army, they secretly rushed to Tangyuan.
Report to the town.
At the end of the battle, the old village chief also stated that whenever he encounters the Eighth Route Army in the future, he will inform Saburo Aoki immediately.
Even the reward for informing the villagers of Chenjia Village was generously given by Saburo Aoki.
Thinking of this, Saburo Aoki had the answer, "No, Your Excellency, Squadron Leader, the villagers of Chenjia Village took the initiative to report the situation of the Eighth Route Army, and there should be no collusion with the Eighth Route Army."
"Really?" Jingci Ma asked rhetorically, but he didn't want to seek an answer. He continued: "From this incident, we can't tell whether the villagers of Chenjia Village have colluded with the Eighth Route Army, but we still
We can’t take it lightly and continue to test and test it.”
Saburo Aoki asked doubtfully: "How to test?"
Jing Ci Ma said: "Chenjiacun has no reason to collect grain for a while. Let the grain collection team hurry up and let the people of Chenjia Village pay the tax."
"Hi!" Saburo Aoki responded.
……
Afternoon.
The Japanese grain collection team, mostly composed of traitors, rushed to Chenjiazhuang, found the old village chief, and collected tax grains.
It's a troubled time during the war. Just yesterday we arrested a group of fake Eighth Route Army soldiers, and now they're here to collect food.
The old village chief was secretly planning countermeasures in his heart, and on the surface he took the initiative to flatter him with a smile on his face, "Boss, no, you also know this situation. Our village only paid taxes and grains once in the first half of the year, why do we need to collect grains again?"
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The traitor leader of the grain collection team put on a stinking face and snorted: "Then I have no control over it. The order to collect grain was given by the imperial army. Maybe it was due to an increase in taxes. In short, you give me the grain."
Just come up."
Recently, the Japanese have been pretending to implement policies that are close to the people. Compared with the previous methods of collecting food, the method of collecting food this time by the food requisition team is slightly gentler, and they did not directly express their intention to grab food.
The old village chief thought that this batch of food could not be saved, so he said with a smile: "Boss, please tell Taijun that we must pay for the food, but we can't take out such a large amount of food at once.
, you have to give us a week so that I can mobilize the villagers and raise funds properly, right?"
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The traitor said something in the ear of the Japs on the side. The Japs nodded. The traitors turned around and said, "Three days, I can only give you three days. Old village chief, your Chenjia Village always follows the schedule."
Those who pay taxes and grain are good citizens in the eyes of the imperial army, so don’t let down the imperial army’s expectations of you.”
"Of course, that's for sure!" the old village chief smiled along with him.
The Japanese and puppet troops in the food requisition team then walked away.
As soon as the Japanese and puppet troops left, there was a lot of curses in the village.
The old village chief and some villagers in the village gathered together to discuss the matter.
It should be said that before Chenjia Village, it was true that it had no choice but to pay taxes and grain to the Japanese on time.
But since the armed workers team arrived here, the old village chief and the villagers, who understand the righteousness well, said:
From now on, it will be for the comrades of the Eighth Route Army. If there is food, it will also be raised for the comrades of the Eighth Route Army to fight against Japan.
The Independent Regiment led by Commander Kong has won so many battles and killed so many Japanese and traitors! It has long been famous.
"We have raised some food, but that is anti-Japanese food for the comrades of the Eighth Route Army. How can we give it to the little devils?"
"That is, from now on, no kid will get a single piece of our food."
Several highly respected villagers in the village were talking to each other one by one.
The old village chief said: "Food cannot be given to the little devils, but we have to find a clever way to send this food to the comrades of the Eighth Route Army indirectly, without letting the devils have any second thoughts."
The eyes of several villagers immediately focused on the old village chief.
"Village Chief, do you have another idea?"
The old village chief, who was already over fifty years old, touched his gray beard that he had grown for a long time and said with a smile: "It's very simple, like this, like this..."
Three days later.
The grain collection team arrived as scheduled, and the old village chief also asked the people to pile up the collected grain on the rice field as promised.
The taxes paid by the Japs have always been high. The crops grown by the common people in the farmland basically went into the pockets of the Japs. The tax collected this time was quite large, and the grains packed in sacks piled up into a hill.
The grain collection team composed of the Japanese and puppet troops came here this time with fifty or sixty people driving seven or eight carriages.
After entering the village, they saw bags and bags of grain piled up on the rice field. The Japanese and traitor leaders had smiles on their faces. While they loudly praised Chenjia Village as good people, they began to arrange the Japanese and puppet troops.
Soldiers load food into trucks.
The old village chief also called on the villagers to help load the cars. The Japanese team leader was more and more impressed by the simple folk customs of Chenjia Village.
Who would have thought that the grain had just been loaded into the truck, and the Japanese grain collection team used donkey-drawn carts to transport the grain, but they hadn't even reached the entrance of the village yet!
Suddenly gunfire rang out.
The gunfire rang out from the village head area, and suddenly a large number of soldiers wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms poured out from all directions. When they saw the Japanese or puppet soldiers, they raised their guns and shot.
Someone from the Eighth Route Army camp shouted, "Captain, the Japs are indeed here to bring food. Let's follow the Japs' carriage here. We were right."
When the two sides exchanged fire, the old village chief had already arranged for the villagers to quietly leave the village and rush to the direction of Tangyuan Town to report the situation.
Of course, the speed must be carefully controlled, and the comrades of the Eighth Route Army must be sure to finish almost all the Japanese and puppet troops in the food requisition team, and then slowly arrive with the Japanese reinforcements in the town.
The few villagers who came to report this kind of thing were already familiar with the road, and they would stop and smoke for a while on the road.
One of the villagers was still thinking about what he would give his mother-in-law after receiving the reward from the Japanese after leaking the news!
In this way, when the two villagers followed the Japanese reinforcements from Tangyuan Town and rushed to Chenjia Village, there were only the last patter of gunfire left in Chenjia Village.
This time, it was the Japanese squad leader Saburo Aoki who led the reinforcements. When Saburo Aoki led the team into the village, some Japanese and puppet soldiers who were lucky enough to survive hiding in the cottages came over in a panic.<
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The old village elder saw Saburo Aoki and trotted over quickly, with sadness on his face. When he opened his mouth, he spoke sadly:
"Taijun Aoki, you are finally here, these damn gangsters have taken away all the taxes and grain that the villagers had saved for the imperial army with great difficulty!"
"Aoki Taijun, the folks are dying!"
An old man over fifty years old almost wiped his nose and cried beside you. Saburo Aoki didn't know how to deal with it. He casually comforted him, turned to the remaining Japs and puppet troops from the food requisition team, and angrily said: "
What’s going on?”
The Japanese leader of the food collection team (whose military rank was inferior to Saburo Aoki) quickly replied: "Sir, we just escorted the food, but we were attacked by the Eighth Route Army. The Eighth Route Army's firepower was fierce, and we suffered heavy casualties. They took the opportunity to seize the food."
Take away the food."
"Baga, why did the Eighth Route Army suddenly appear? Is it such a coincidence?" Saburo Aoki asked, but he also had some doubts in his heart.
The traitor leader continued: "Taijun, during the previous battle, I heard the shouts from the Eighth Route Army over there. They seemed to be following our food collection team all the way here."
"Asshole!" Saburo Aoki yelled, and then asked: "Which direction did Tubalu run from?"
The traitor replied for the first time: "Taijun, he ran away from the mountain road in Houcun."
"Chase!" Saburo Aoki ordered.
The old village chief continued to cry on the side, "These damned Eighth Route Army! Taijun Aoki, these grains were saved by the villagers for the imperial army when they were hungry. Now they have been robbed by these damned Eighth Route Army.
How can the folks still live?"
Saburo Aoki frowned and said with relief: "Old village chief, don't worry, the imperial army will take back the food stolen by the Eighth Route Army."
"Then we have already..."
"Don't worry, you've already handed it over."
"Thank you Taijun, thank you Taijun Aoki!" The old village chief thanked him quickly.
Saburo Aoki ignored the villagers, turned around and led his team towards the back village to chase the Eighth Route Army troops who had stolen the food.
Looking at the Japanese and puppet troops arriving and leaving in a hurry.
The old village chief calmed down, put away his original sadness, and smiled at the villagers beside him: "You see, the anti-Japanese food grains we collected for the Eighth Route Army comrades, aren't they going to be sent out now?"
The surrounding villagers all showed smiles. They are getting better with age, and the old village chief has his tricks up his sleeve.
As for why the Eighth Route Army team suddenly appeared here, they also happened to steal the tax grain that the Japanese grain collection team had just received.
Naturally, it was not because the Eighth Route Army had extensive intelligence and followed the Japanese and puppet army's food collection team.
The battlefield behind enemy lines is so vast, and the Japanese food collection teams set off at random. There are traffic arteries along the way, and there are Japanese strongholds and gun towers guarding them. Where can the Eighth Route Army get news?
Naturally, the old village chief deliberately asked for three days as a delay, and then secretly notified the martial arts team. The martial arts team contacted some combat troops to prepare in advance, and then rushed to the time and cooperated with the old village chief and his entourage to perform a performance.
After a scene, they successfully snatched away the tax grain originally given to the Japanese...