Chapter seven hundred and fifty second angry captain
The people living in the enemy-occupied areas have long been numb. The bandits, guerrillas, Japanese and puppet troops are just like a opera, you sing and I appear.
Being unarmed, they seemed to have no other choice but to hide, so they were already familiar with where to hide and how to hide.
This time was no exception. In order not to hinder the guerrillas in their fight against the Japanese, they quickly packed up their things, left Zhuangzi without looking back, and hid in the woods and fields. They were like sand thrown into the sea, and in an instant
There is no trace anymore, after all, we are used to it.
"This is crazy. Why are they so good at hiding? They disappear in the blink of an eye."
The brothers were surprised to see the villagers dispersed like a flock of birds.
Yang Ling is not a rare and strange person. If you don't have the ability to hide, then don't make a living in the enemy-occupied area.
In a complex and harsh environment, everyone is changing. The honest and naive peasants in the past can become fighting heroes who can kill the Japanese without blinking an eye.
These unarmed people faced harassment from all forces and learned to hide and escape. This was forced by the harsh environment. After all, if they cannot adapt to the environment, they can only wait for death.
"Let's not stand there in a daze. The Japs are probably coming. We have to prepare a big meal for the little Japs."
Yang Ling called the brothers out of Zhuangzi and headed straight for Qinghe Town along the road.
Yang Ling deliberately let go of the vice president of the maintenance committee. With Liu Liang's personality, he would definitely run back and report to the Japanese that the guerrillas were back, and the Japanese would definitely move out.
In fact, it was exactly as Yang Ling expected. After Liu Liang escaped from the guerrillas, he ran to Qinghe Town at a crawl. He did not dare to take the main road and only walked on the small road. He almost broke his leg.
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If the puppet army dies, it will die, and they will be recruited when the time comes, but if more than ten Japanese soldiers die, it is a big deal, and Liu Liang knows that he will not be able to escape his involvement.
Everyone was killed by the guerrillas, and he was the only one left alive. If he didn't take the initiative, once the angry Japanese found him, he might be buried with the dead Japanese.
Liu Liang was self-aware. Although he was the vice-president of the Maintenance Committee, in the eyes of the Japanese, it was bullshit. They would crush him to death as easily as an ant.
In order to make himself look miserable and avoid being punished by the Japanese, Liu Liang also took great pains. Not only did he smear himself with smelly mud, but he also shot bullets into his nose and face, which caused bruises and swollen noses. The nosebleeds flowed on his face, which made him look much worse.
How embarrassing it is.
"Taijun, Taijun, you have to make the decision for me! The guerrillas are back! Not only have they taken away the food, they want to kill my whole family!"
Liu Liang rolled and crawled into the police squadron headquarters in Qinghe Town, and started crying with runny nose and tears.
Japanese Captain Kasai Sadao was sitting in his office sipping tea. He was shocked to see Liu Liang, who had gone to collect grain, come back in such a mess.
"Liu Sang, Liu Sang, what's going on?" Japanese Captain Kasai Sadao hurriedly stepped forward and helped Liu Liang up.
Seeing Liu Liang's miserable appearance, Kasai Sadao hurriedly ordered someone to find a doctor.
"Taijun, I almost lost my sight of you. There are hundreds of guerrillas. We can't defeat you..."
In order to avoid punishment, Liu Liang deliberately exaggerated the number of Yang Ling and others. When he heard that the guerrillas were back and there were hundreds of people, the Japanese Captain Kasai Sadao also looked serious.
"Liu Sang, are there really hundreds of them? Where are they?"
"Even in Xiaowangzhuang, they are still calling you a turtle and a bastard!"
"Bagaya road!" Upon hearing this, the Japanese captain Kasai Sadao immediately became angry.
"Taijun, Taijun, I'm not scolding you, it's the guerrillas who are scolding you..."
"How's the food collection team doing?" Japanese Captain Kasai Sadao quickly calmed down his anger and asked again in a deep voice.
"Taijun, we collected more than 100,000 kilograms of grain, but it was all snatched away by the guerrillas. The grain collection team was all killed. I was the only one who ran back."
Liu Liang complained with snot and tears, how miserable it was, how wronged he felt.
When Japanese Captain Kasai Sadao heard that all his men had been beaten to death, the anger in his heart bubbled up.
But after all, he was also the security chief of Qinghe Town. Although he was angry, he still suppressed it.
"Liu Sang, you have to go down and rest first. Leave the guerrillas to me..."
Seeing the sad Liu Liang crying with a bruised nose and swollen face, Kasai Sadao gave him some kind words to comfort him.
Seeing that Kasai Sadao had no intention of punishing him, Liu Liang just gave up.
"Taijun, you must avenge my dead servants. They have been with me for more than ten years, and they are gone now."
"Don't worry, Liu Sang, you should go down and rest first to work." Japanese Captain Kasai Sadao became a little impatient.
Liu Liang withdrew from the garrison squadron headquarters with a lot of gratitude. Although he was still wiping tears, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He put all the responsibilities on the guerrillas, and finally he was exempted from the punishment of the Japanese captain Kasai Sadao. After all, more than ten Japanese died, which is not a small matter.
"Everyone gather and go to Xiaowangzhuang!" After Liu Liang left, Japanese Captain Kasai Sadao's face turned gloomy.
Soon, shrill whistles sounded in the Japs camp in Qinghe Town, and groups of murderous Japs began to line up and assemble.
The puppet troops stationed in Qinghe Town also received the order, and they all came out with a roar. Although it was a mess, they were still powerful in numbers.
In the astonished eyes of the people of Qinghe Town, two infantry squads of Japanese soldiers and two companies of puppet troops took three-wheeled cars and drove aggressively out of Qinghe Town and headed straight for Xiaowangzhuang.
"What happened?" Seeing the large-scale Japanese attack, the people crowded on the street were all talking.
At the door of Hutchison Grocery Store, a middle-aged man wearing glasses was thoughtful and quickly got into the house.
Here, the Japanese captain Kasai Sadao led a large number of Japanese soldiers to attack Xiaowangzhuang aggressively, but on the road leading to Xiaowangzhuang, the guerrilla brothers were also busy.
In a rugged section, there was a combat group of brothers on guard at both ends with guns on guard. Behind them, in the middle of the road, more than 20 brothers were waving shovels and digging the road.
The brothers were sweating profusely while waving their arms, and soon the road was cut off by them, at least the little devil's car couldn't pass.
"withdraw!"
Seeing that the road was almost dug, a guerrilla platoon leader waved his hand, and the brothers packed up their things and got into the field next to them. Except for the dug road, nothing seemed to have happened here.