Chapter seven hundred and thirty second people support
Zhang Liechen was telling the truth. Once the Japanese and puppet troops entered the village, it would be a chaotic situation.
If the people don't take the initiative to come up with some things and give them to them together to satisfy them, otherwise when they break open the door and enter the house, there may not even be a hair left on them.
The people living in the occupied areas were already short of food and clothing. Not only did they have to pay rent, but they also had to come up with things from time to time to reward the various troops who came to the village under different banners.
In such a situation of not having enough food and clothing, let alone being patriotic, I'm afraid it would be a blessing if I didn't hate the troops who came to the village.
Yang Ling originally thought that these people sincerely rewarded them, but there were so many twists and turns in it. They were actually unwilling, but just forced to do so.
From now on, when my third guerrilla detachment operates in this area, it will have to rely on these common people to provide intelligence and help fight the Japanese.
If these things were collected now, wouldn't they be no different from those puppet soldiers who plucked their feathers? They would burn high incense without provoking the people to scold them behind their backs. It would be even more difficult to get their sincere help.
"Beard, stop!"
Yang Ling thought of this and immediately stopped Wang Huzi and the others and continued to move things into the house.
Wang Huzi was also full of doubts: "Tuanzuo, is that all?"
Yang Ling did not explain, but ordered: "Let the brothers go door to door to return the things sent by the fellow villagers. We are a team to fight against the Japanese."
"No, Chief Yang, these were sent over by the villagers on their own initiative. We don't want them for free. Instead of letting them give them to the Japanese and puppet troops, why not let us eat and drink well and fight against the Japanese?"
When he heard that Yang Ling wanted Wang Huzi to return the things he had sent to him, Zhang Liechen was the first to become anxious. In his opinion, it was not necessary at all.
"Vice Captain Zhang, I just took a look along the way. The houses in the village are all dilapidated and the villagers are not rich. You see, with so many chickens and ducks being sent here, they will have a hard time in the future."
Zhang Liechen didn't care: "What do we care about? We don't want them to send it to us. They sent it here themselves, so there is no reason to return it."
Seeing Zhang Liechen's stubborn look, Yang Ling was too lazy to explain.
Fighting guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines is not just as simple as wiping out a few Japs and puppet troops. The most important thing is to rely on the people in occupied areas and mobilize them to fight the Japs together.
When everyone mobilizes and speaks out with the same hatred and hatred, the little devil will fall into the quagmire no matter how fierce he is.
Previously, Zhang Liechen and his third detachment of nearly a thousand men seemed to be strong, but they did not get the support of the people. In fact, they were just a lone army. After the defeat, someone immediately started to add insult to injury and planned to betray them and use them to claim credit and rewards.
If they had the support of the common people, the situation would definitely be different. At least they would have received information before the Japs came, instead of being discovered by the Japs when they arrived at their doorstep in Qinghe Town.
Moreover, after the defeat, the people were afraid of being retaliated by the Japs, so they did not dare to take in the stragglers of the guerrilla detachment. Instead, many people took the initiative to provide intelligence to the Japs, causing them heavy losses.
And now what Yang Ling needs to do is to reverse the situation. If the common people can help the Japanese under the threat of Japanese bayonets, then they can also truly win the support of the common people through a series of actions and win the common people back.
Compared with the bayonet threat of the Japanese soldiers, Yang Ling believed that as long as they were sincerely good to the people, the people would definitely support them in fighting the Japanese. After all, they were all Chinese, otherwise they would not be able to gain a foothold in this area.
Although Wang Huzi did not understand Yang Ling's intentions, he was still a veteran who followed Yang Ling, and he always followed Yang Ling's orders to the letter.
"Don't be stunned. Grab your things and let's go back." Wang Huzi quickly started shouting.
"In addition to sending these things back, we will also send twenty kilograms of grain seized from the Liu family warehouse to each household."
Yang Ling is now going all out to win the people's support for their third guerrilla detachment.
There were dozens of households in Xiaowangzhuang, and each household was given twenty kilograms of grain. Zhang Liechen felt heartbroken when he thought of giving away so much. This was simply a waste of money.
But now Yang Ling is the commander of the third detachment. He, the deputy detachment leader who just lost the battle, has no say. He can only go into the house to sulk with the help of others because he is injured and needs to rest.
The brothers moved out the chickens and ducks they had just brought into the yard, and then under the leadership of Wang Huzi, they brought some food and knocked on the door one by one.
Wang Huzi and the others knocked on the door so loudly that the people who had just sent things home were startled and felt uneasy.
"Master, they probably think that the things they sent are too few."
When she heard the banging of the wooden door outside, the woman inside turned pale with fright.
The skinny man also said hurriedly: "You go hide under the bed first, and I'll go out and take a look."
"Master, be careful and give them whatever they want. There are still two kilograms of rice in the rice vat. It's okay for us to be hungry for a few days. We're used to it anyway..."
"I know, you should hide first." The skinny man also had a solemn face. He lit the lamp and went out.
"Open the door, open the door, are you asleep?" Wang Huzi and the others shouted outside the door.
"Here it comes, here it comes, boss." The thin man pulled the wooden bolt and opened the door.
Looking at the brothers holding torches and carrying things outside, the skinny man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and bowed and said: "Boss, what are you doing..."
"Oh, it's okay, what did you just send over?" Wang Huzi asked.
Although he didn't know what was going on, the skinny man still answered honestly: "Two fat ducks... Boss, it's not enough. We still have some millet in the rice vat. I'll go get it for you right now."
"Don't, don't," Wang Huzi said hurriedly: "Our regiment has an order saying that we are a team to fight against Japanese invaders, not puppet troops who pluck out their hair, so we sent the things back to you."
Wang Huzi waved to the back, and a brother carrying two fat ducks stepped forward and stuffed the fat ducks into the skinny man's hands: "Are these two?"
"Yes, yes..." The skinny man hadn't reacted yet. Can he still get back the things he dared to give away? The sun was rising in the west.
"Leave twenty kilograms of rice for their family." Wang Huzi ordered.
Another brother brought two ten-pound bags of rice to the skinny man.
"Boss, boss, we can't have..." The skinny man reacted and waved his hand hastily.
"Take it, this is a bit of kindness from our Chief Yang, please accept it, take it back and hide it. You can have a few full meals if you keep it."
"This, this is so good." Seeing the bulging rice bag, the skinny man's eyes were a little moist. When had he ever encountered such a team?
Wang Huzhu and the others returned things from house to house, and distributed some food from the Liu family, which made the people of Xiaowangzhuang feel grateful to them.
While Wang Huzi and the others were returning the things, Yang Ling was not idle. He called in Liang Xiaoshan, a guerrilla who was familiar with the local situation, and asked about nearby places that were far away from Qinghe Town and had complex terrain, and prepared to search again.
A place to stay.
You definitely can't go back to an important town like Qinghe Town. After all, the Japs won't give up if they control the traffic arteries.
We can only find a place to stay in the vast countryside. But places like Xiaowangzhuang are not suitable.
Now that they are weak, once the Japanese and puppet troops attack, they can escape at any time, but the people of Xiaowangzhuang will inevitably be retaliated against, which is not what he wants to see.
They can only find a place that is easy to hide and settle down first, and then develop and expand. When the time comes, local villages such as Xiaowangzhuang will be included in the protection scope, and they will rely on the countryside and fields between these villages to fight guerrillas with the Japanese.