The seized guns and ammunition were piled in the village. Although the brothers were covered in smoke and blood, they were smiling and talking and laughing about their recent victory.
Although the officers and soldiers of the guerrilla detachment and the brothers brought over by Yang Ling had only known each other for a short time, they had fought side by side once, which invisibly brought them closer together.
"Sir, your shooting was really accurate just now. Ergouzi's machine gun was knocked out by you as soon as it fired. It was really powerful..."
The officers and soldiers of the guerrillas saw how powerful the blacksmiths were and admired them from the bottom of their hearts.
Although they followed Zhang Liechen and defended Qinghe Town before, they were able to repulse several attacks by the puppet troops and Japanese soldiers, but each time they suffered heavy casualties, and they had never fought such an easy battle.
The blacksmiths who were praised by the guerrilla brothers were also proud in their hearts, but they said casually: "What are these, just a few puppet soldiers. Remember when we fought with the Japanese 106th Division in Wanjialing, that was
Ten thousand well-equipped Japs were dispatched by us as if they were chopping up melons and vegetables..."
The blacksmith pretended to take out a cigarette and deliberately spoke in a relaxed manner. His calmness and calmness after a bloody battle made the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas admire them even more. I dare not imagine that these powerful brothers fought bloody battles with the Japanese on the frontal battlefield.
Passed.
"Come on, sir, smoke."
The officers and soldiers of the guerrilla detachment hurriedly handed over cigarettes and lit fires. Seeing the admiring looks from around them, the blacksmiths and the others felt extremely satisfied.
"Sir, can you tell me about the battle at Wanjialing?"
The officers and soldiers of the guerrillas had never participated in that kind of bloody battle, so they were naturally interested and wanted to hear how the blacksmiths killed the Japanese.
Seeing the brothers who had gathered, the blacksmith took a deep breath from his cigarette, sighed and said slowly: "It was a bloody battle. Our troops from several armies surrounded the Japanese like iron barrels. The arrogant old Japanese from Matsuura refused to do anything.
Surrender, what will you do if you don’t surrender? Then you can only fight! Fight to death..."
When the blacksmiths and the others were resting in small groups on the grain drying ground in the village, drinking water and telling stories, Yang Ling and the others were not idle either.
In the Liu family's yard, the torches illuminated everything. A large group of disarmed servants and Liu Liang's concubine huddled together and cried, their faces full of panic, and they were surrounded by fierce brothers armed with guns.
When Yang Ling and others were cleaning the battlefield, they discovered the body of Liu Liang's son. The officers and soldiers of the guerrilla detachment soon understood that it was the Liu family who had tipped off the puppet army.
If Yang Ling and the others hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid they would have been drunk and punished, and the thought of this made them extremely angry.
But when they returned to Zhuangzi after winning the battle, Liu Liang saw that the situation was not good and ran away.
Although Liu Liang escaped, the concubines and servants who guarded the courtyard did not know the situation. It was not until they were driven into the courtyard that they understood what was going on.
"Sir, please spare your life. It's really none of our business. We don't know anything."
"That god damn thing is so capable of doing such immoral things..."
Facing the angry brothers armed with guns all around, these Liu family members also cried and howled, begging for mercy one after another, which made deputy detachment leader Zhang Liechen, who was already full of anger, upset.
"Shut the hell up!"
Zhang Liechen's legs were wrapped like rice dumplings. When he thought about how he almost capsized in the gutter and was betrayed by Liu Liang, he became so angry that he slapped his hand on the table. Everyone in the Liu family, who was crying and crying in fright, suddenly fell into silence.
"Tell me honestly, where is Liu Liang hiding? Otherwise, none of you will have a good ending today! You will all be dragged out and executed on charges of collaborating with the enemy!"
Zhang Liechen's voice was so fierce and fearful that all the Liu family members turned pale in fright.
However, interrogation after interrogation, they did not know where Liu Liang had gone, which made Zhang Liechen very angry.
"Damn! This old guy is really cheap. Next time I catch him, I have to skin him!"
Yang Ling was not that angry. After all, people tend to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Seeing that Chongqing had been invaded by the Japs to the southwest, these rich locals who had no concept of the country saw that the Japs were now powerful.
It’s not uncommon to see grass growing on the wall.
"He can run away, but monks can't run away from the temple. Sooner or later, he will be caught." Yang Ling comforted Zhang Liechen with kind words.
"I just can't swallow this bad breath in my heart!" Zhang Liechen said and fiercely ordered the guerrilla brothers: "The Liu family is collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country. These people are not good people. They are all taken out and killed!"
Hearing Zhang Liechen's words, the faces of those Liu family members were even more ashen-faced, and the guerrilla officers and soldiers who received the order stepped forward one after another, preparing to carry out the order.
"Slow down!" Yang Ling saw it and hurriedly stopped him: "Vice Captain Zhang, although they are from the Liu family, we have no evidence to prove that they are also collaborators. If they are shot like this, wouldn't it mean that we guerrillas will be killed indiscriminately?
Innocent name-calling?”
"Then what to do? You can't just give them such an advantage, right?" Zhang Liechen was still angry.
"Then Liu Liang is the culprit, so let them go. However, since the Liu family is a collaborator with the enemy, all their assets and lands will be confiscated..."
Now Qinghe Town, the original headquarters of the Third Guerrilla Detachment, has fallen into the hands of the Japanese. Nothing has been brought out. Even eating tomorrow is a problem. Copying these things from the Liu family is just for military use.
Although Zhang Liechen was still angry, Yang Ling had spoken and he couldn't say anything else, so he could only obey Yang Ling. After all, Yang Ling was now the commander of the third guerrilla detachment.
"Thank you sir, thank you sir..."
Although the Liu family who narrowly escaped death lost their property, they still managed to save their lives and were soon driven out of the Liu family compound.
In these troubled times, once you choose the wrong path, you will have to pay a price, and Yang Ling has done his best to be benevolent and righteous.
"Sir Yang, Zhang Laizi was defeated by you. I think we should take advantage of the situation and take back Qinghe Town. There are complete fortifications and trenches..."
Now that he saw Yang Ling and the others winning the battle, Zhang Liechen's mind became active again and he wanted to return to Qinghe Town. After all, guarding a town was better than staying in this remote countryside.
Yang Ling shook his head: "Once we retake Qinghe Town, the Japanese will definitely send more troops to encircle and suppress us. With our current strength, it will definitely be difficult to resist. I think they will stay in the countryside to fight guerrillas."
Seeing that Yang Ling was unwilling to fight back, Zhang Liechen became anxious: "Sir Yang, Qinghe Town is where our third guerrilla detachment is based. How could we give it to the Japanese? Besides, if we lose the town, it's hard to explain to the superiors.
Besides, without the base area of Qinghe Town, how can we contain the Japanese and cooperate with frontal battlefield operations?"
Seeing the anxious Zhang Liechen, Yang Ling also smiled bitterly and shook his head. He had suffered such a huge emotional defeat and still hadn't learned his lesson.
Yang Ling didn't blame him. After all, he was used to regular combat, so it was normal for him not to know how to fight guerrilla warfare.
"The control of the Japanese in this vast rural area is weak. Our guerrilla campaign is to rely on this vast rural area to deal with the Japanese and puppet troops, instead of guarding a certain stronghold and fighting hard in the town... Do you understand this?