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Chapter 8 Digging Tunnels

Losing a gun is not a trivial matter. The puppet army commander searched around the room and found that they had lost nearly a row of guns and ammunition.

The puppet army commander took off his hat and asked: "Where are the people? Has anything happened to them?"

The puppet soldier who was attacked hurriedly said: "Captain, I got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet and was beaten unconscious."

The puppet army captain looked at him and saw that except for his clothes being stripped off and some bruises on his body, he was not seriously injured. He seemed to understand something and cursed: "Damn, they are just here to steal weapons.

!”

The puppet army's noses were so angry that it was okay to kill people. At least they died and they could have an explanation with the Japanese. But the special girl only lost her weapons and was a good person. There were more than 20 people in a room and they didn't care.

Keep an eye on your weapons. The Japs look down on them. If he were to be exposed, I don’t know how the Japs would deal with him.

A puppet soldier asked: "Captain, do you want to tell Taijun about this?"

The puppet army commander turned his head, slapped his hat off, and cursed: "Sue, sue, sue you, sue you, you want to be shot, don't you? It's okay if the person is dead, but how can you tell more than a hundred people if you are not dead?

They can't stand dozens of guns. If they lose their guns and go to find Taijun, what will they think?"

The commander of the puppet army lowered his voice: "I suspect that someone among us is a collaborator! I gave the gun to the Eighth Route Army. You must know that the Japanese are raiding now, and you all know what they are doing."

He raised his body with a cold look in his eyes: "First, control all the people in this barracks. Since we are telling Taijun, we must find the guy who collaborated with the Eight Route Army, otherwise, we will lose more than twenty

You can't use a gun, don't you think?"

He looked at the puppet soldier who was going to the toilet in the middle of the night. The latter couldn't help but shuddered and didn't dare to say anything.

Those who can become the leader of the puppet army must have some skills and some brains, but they are not smart and cannot communicate. It is not easy to be the leader of the puppet army, and they will be attacked by the enemy at any time.

The culprit of all this has already bypassed the black wind, carrying more than 20 guns, walking and stopping along the way. He stopped in a field ditch half a mile away from Gaojiazhuang, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and vomited slightly.

After taking a breath, he put more than twenty guns on the ground, took off the bullet bag from his body, and took advantage of the break to check the ammunition in the bullet bag.

There are twenty-three bullet bags, and each bullet bag contains about six or seven bullets. The number is not very large. Normally, the Japanese would not let the puppet soldiers carry too many weapons and ammunition, and they do not trust the puppet soldiers. Therefore, these two

The number of bullets in the more than ten bullet bags varies. There are always 103 bullets, which can be said to be extremely rare.

In all the previous battles, he had not carried 300 rounds of ammunition with him. These 100 rounds of ammunition were not enough to fill the gap between his teeth.

However, for Gaojiazhuang, more than a hundred rounds of bullets are already a rich batch of ammunition, not to mention that he also brought more than 20 guns. These guns are all unnecessary weapons that have been eliminated from the Japanese devils, but

For the militiamen in Gaojiazhuang, these weapons are much more advanced than the Hongying guns and old sleeves they have, even if they are obsolete.

Gathering the wool of the puppet soldiers is the safest, and you will not dare to bite people if you harvest the puppet soldiers. The Japanese are different, they are biting and cannibal beasts. But there is no doubt that one harvest of wool from the Japanese is as good as several of the puppet soldiers.

For ten times of wool, if you can drive a truck out of the Japanese camp, that would be even more abundant.

At this time in Gaojiazhuang, Niu Wa rang the bell, and the villagers gathered in a hurry. Niu Wa, holding a gun, said anxiously: "Xia Yuan is missing, Xia Yuan is missing."

Gao Chuanbao, Uncle Lao Zhong, Sister Lin Xia, and the old village chief ran over quickly and asked about the situation immediately. Niu Wa said anxiously: "It's almost dawn. Xia Yuan should have gotten up early by this time, but he didn't get up today. I

I went into his room and took a look, but there was no one on the bed. I thought he had gotten up early, so I went to look for him in and outside the village, but I couldn't find anyone after two rounds of searching."

Several people looked at each other, and Uncle Zhong asked: "Is there anything you missed?"

Niu Wa said with a hint of anxiety: "No, the village is just that big. I searched twice inside and out. He is not in the village, and there is no one in the nearby fields. So where did he go?"

The old village chief comforted him: "Niu Wa, don't worry, Xia Yuan won't lose it. Niu Wa, Lao Zhong, you take the people and go to the east and west to look for the treasure. Let's go and find it."

Take a look at Heifengkou. Xia Yuan's home was destroyed by the Japs. He is full of hatred for the Japs. After he has recovered his health, he might go to the Japs in Heifengkou for revenge."

Gao Chuanbao said: "How can he do it alone? The Japanese will never let him go if they see him!"

The old village chief said: "So, without further delay, act quickly!"

At this time, a militiaman hurriedly ran over and said: "Village Chief, Chuanbao, Xia Yuan is back, and he also brought a bundle of guns! It's under the big tree at the entrance of the village."

Several people were stunned, and the old village chief said: "Let's go and have a look!"

A group of people hurriedly arrived at the entrance of the village. They saw several militiamen each holding a gun and wiping it back and forth with their sleeves. There was joy on their dark cheeks. Xia Yuan was standing under the big banyan tree with a string hanging on his body.

When he saw a group of people walking out of the village in a hurry, Xia Yuan hurried to greet them.

"Uncle Zhong, Brother Chuanbao, Brother Niuwa, Aunt Lin Xia, old village chief, why are you still ringing the bell?"

The old village chief said: "It's not you yet. Early in the morning, I heard Niu Wa shouting at the top of his lungs that you were missing. Let's quickly gather everyone to see what happened to you."

Xia Yuan smiled and said: "Village Chief, what can I do?"

When Gao Chuanbao and Niu Wa saw the gun under the tree, they stepped forward, reached out and pulled out a gun, wiped off the dust on the gun with their cuffs, and looked at the long gun in their hands with surprise on their faces.

Gao Chuanbao said: "What a gun, what a gun. This is a little Japanese devil's gun. There are so many of them. It's incredible, it's incredible."

This chapter is not over yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Niu Wa couldn’t put it down and wiped the gun in his hand. This gun was several times better than his. He asked curiously: “Where did Xia Yuan get it?”

We got so many guns at once."

Old Uncle Zhong's eyes fell on those guns and asked: "Where did you get these guns?"

Gao Chuanbao and Niu Wa listened with their guns in hand. They were both very curious about where Xia Yuan got these guns and ammunition. There were more than twenty guns. This was a row of equipment. Gaojiazhuang only had four guns. Xia Yuan

More than twenty rifles were actually obtained.

The old village chief said: "Could you be coming from Heifengkou..."

Several people were surprised.

Xia Yuan said: "Old village chief, I stole this from the puppet soldiers. The puppet soldiers put their guns together when they slept at night, and no one looked at them. I took them away when I passed by."

Niu Wa held the gun with disbelief on his face and said, "You said you stole these guns from the puppet soldiers?"

Xia Yuan nodded and said: "Yes, the puppet army is not as cautious as the Japanese. They are relatively loose and easy to steal. If they steal from the Japanese, it is difficult to steal."

He patted the bullet bag on his body again and said: "This was also stolen from the puppet soldiers. They put all their clothes and bullet bags together, took the guns, and took away all their bullet bags.

.”

Xia Yuan took off the bullet bags on his body. There were bullets in each bullet bag. Gao Chuanbao, Niu Wa and others were shocked when they listened. Xia Yuan was relaxed when he spoke and did not feel the danger at all, but they

But he knew very well that if he wanted to steal such weapons and equipment from the puppet army, he would be taking a huge risk. If he was not careful, he might lose his life.

While listening, they felt really worried for Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan said: "I was captured by the Japanese to build gun towers before. I observed the terrain and was thinking about how to escape, so I was very familiar with the place. I thought that if I could steal some guns, I could shoot the Japanese."

The old village chief said happily: "It's the best if we can come back safely. And with these guns, our combat effectiveness in Gaojiazhuang will increase a lot, and we will no longer be afraid of Japanese raids!"

Lin Xia's wife called the members of the Young Women's Anti-Japanese Pioneers to take away Xia Yuan's seized gun, and then she said: "Xia Yuan, although you did a good job, there can't be a next time. You disappeared suddenly. Everyone is worried about you."

, and if the Japanese discover this, you won’t be able to run away even if you want to.”

Gao Chuanbao said: "She is also worried about you. She finally escaped from the devils. If she is captured by the devils again, it will be difficult to escape again."

Facing Mrs. Lin Xia's persuasion, Xia Yuan accepted it humbly and said, "Sister Lin Xia, brother Chuanbao, don't worry."

There were more than 40 militia members in Gaojiazhuang, and they only had four guns, which were given priority to members of the guerrillas. The militiamen mostly used red-tassel guns, and were very short of guns and ammunition. Faced with the Japanese raids, they had no choice but to retreat.

More than a hundred rounds of ammunition and more than 20 guns. This batch of weapons and equipment arrived very timely. The old village chief called a meeting and said: "We can't keep all of these weapons. We will keep a few guns and give the rest to

In the subdivision, besides Gaojiazhuang, there are several villages in the same situation as Gaojiazhuang, so only half of the ammunition is left."

Seized weapons must be handed over to the public. Whether it is the Eighth Route Army or the guerrillas, this is an ironclad discipline.

Of course, special circumstances, special handling.

No one had any objections, Xia Yuan also nodded silently, and the old village chief added: "The weapons were captured by Xia Yuan, and one will be given to him first. There is no doubt about it."

Everyone shook their heads. If it weren't for Xia Yuan, they wouldn't even have these twenty guns. It's natural to give Xia Yuan one gun.

"There are eight members of the guerrilla group. I will keep five rifles and hand over the remaining rifles to the public. I will write a letter to the district immediately." The old village chief stood up, found a piece of crumpled paper, and wrote solemnly on it.

The information about the weapons they seized and the distribution of the guns were then handed over to the militiaman who sent the message, and he was asked to rush to the subdivision.

Later, the old village chief left a Type 38 rifle and three bullets for Xia Yuan.

Gao Chuanbao warned: "On weekdays, don't leave bullets in the magazine. When nothing happens, wipe the gun well. Guns are life, and life is guns. You must never leave your hands with the gun."

Xia Yuan put the gun behind his back and nodded heavily: "Brother Chuanbao, don't worry, the gun is still there when you are alive, and the gun is still there when you die!"

Gao Chuanbao patted Xia Yuan on the shoulder and whispered: "Did you find anything during last night's operation?"

Xia Yuandao: "The Japs have a lot fewer troops in the Heifengkou gun tower, about twenty people. There is one squad of puppet troops and one squad of Japs. There are more than 200 Japs in Heifeng Town. They are heavily guarded. There is one company of puppet troops.

Stationed on the west side of Blackwind Town."

Gao Chuanbao's eyes narrowed slightly and asked: "Did you sneak into Black Wind Town last night?"

Xia Yuan nodded and admitted cleanly: "It was the Japs from Heifeng Town who captured me. I will never forget that Japanese Japs squad leader. He killed my relatives and I will never let him go in this life."

After saying this, there was a trace of lingering hatred in his eyes. This hatred was the hatred for the brutal Japanese devils. It was brought about by the identity memory given by the system. In the memory, he witnessed

The brutal scenes of the village being burned down and the villagers being massacred made me feel extremely angry at the brutality of the Japanese army.

Gao Chuanbao said: "We will not let them go, the people will not let them go, and sooner or later we will make them pay the price!"

"I will kill him myself."

Xia Yuan nodded heavily and asked again: "Brother Chuanbao, I also discovered that all the grain stolen by the Japanese was placed in Black Wind Town!"

"The Japs want to transport away all the food they robbed!" Gao Chuanbao's eyes darkened and he added: "This information is very important. I'll go to the village chief first. Niu Wa, please teach Xia Yuan how to shoot and how to aim.

"

Niu Wa said "Hey" and said: "Xia Yuan, tell the village chief about this matter. The village chief will report the situation to the district. The grain that the devils stole will definitely attract the attention of the district."

Xia Yuan nodded. His personal power was very limited in the general environment. Even if he was the village chief of Gaojia Village, he would not be able to lead a night attack on Heifeng Town with more than forty militiamen whose combat effectiveness was even less than that of a small team of Japanese soldiers.

Japanese devils, not to mention that his rash actions will affect the anti-Japanese situation in the entire concentrated plain area.

Although the Japanese army is now experiencing difficulties in logistics and the battle ahead is tense, the combat effectiveness of the Japanese army cannot be underestimated. If the Japanese army is offended, will they commit another Jinling Massacre?

The current war situation in central Hebei is a situation of mutual constraints. Only the people in the enemy-occupied areas live a relatively difficult life and are in dire straits. There are also some people in the enemy-occupied areas who live a pretty good life and are less exploited by the Japanese. Some Japanese also

They were afraid of retaliation from the guerrillas, but if they really made them anxious, the crazy Japanese would still be able to do things that were harmful to nature.

Therefore, any action against the Japanese army must be reported to superiors. Some Eighth Route Army, guerrillas, militia and even armed workers in the village will protect the safety of the people.

Xia Yuan considered that if the Japanese army wanted to transport the food obtained through raids, the process would not be easy, especially after the Eighth Route Army obtained this information, it would not let the Japanese easily transport the food away.

Actions against the Japanese army may be brought forward.

In the morning, Niuwa taught Xia Yuan how to shoot, and in the afternoon, the plan to dig a tunnel had begun.

A vigorous tunnel battle will also kick off.


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