The weather is getting colder and colder, and Xiaowangzhuang, which has only a few dozen households, has become noisy because of the guerrillas stationed there, with people coming and going as lively as the New Year.
Yang Ling also set up the temporary headquarters of his third guerrilla detachment in the Liu family compound in Xiaowangzhuang, and stationed a combat company here.
The guerrilla officers and soldiers led by Yang Ling defeated the landlord Liu Liang and helped the villagers regain the food they depended on for survival from the Japanese soldiers. The villagers were very grateful to the guerrillas, so the troops were stationed in the village, and the villagers were
It's very welcome.
Moreover, the guerrilla officers and soldiers under Yang Ling not only had strict military discipline, but also helped the villagers repair their houses, chop wood and carry water in their free time, which undoubtedly further brought the military-civilian relationship closer.
With these guerrilla officers and soldiers armed with live ammunition standing guard and patrolling inside and outside the village, even the gangsters no longer dare to pick fights and cause trouble. Xiaowangzhuang has become more orderly, which makes the villagers feel more at ease.
In such turbulent years, with the protection of such a powerful army, Xiaowangzhuang returned to a peaceful state.
After intensive preparations, Yang Ling and the others also erected the recruitment flag on the grain drying field.
"Dangdangdang——"
Village chief Li Fuchun also followed Yang Ling's instructions and sounded the gongs and drums in his hands to mobilize the villagers to join the guerrillas to fight against the Japanese.
"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. Now the Third Guerrilla Army is recruiting soldiers. I hope everyone will sign up and follow Commander Yang to protect the country and the people and fight the Japanese..."
The voice of the village chief Li Fuchun spread far away, and the villagers burst into flames after hearing it. There were many discussions, and the passionate young people were even more excited.
"Mom, I'm going to join the guerrillas to fight the Japanese!"
After hearing the news, some young people put down their hoes and ran to join the army.
After all, the country is ruined and the family is ruined. The little devils are arrogant in the Chinese land. Especially some time ago, they came to steal food, which made the young people in the village feel angry.
But they were unarmed at the time, and faced with the vicious Japanese soldiers and puppet troops armed with guns, they could only swallow their anger.
But now as long as they join Yang Ling's guerrillas, they will be able to protect the village if the Japanese and puppet troops dare to come to steal food in the future.
"You are not allowed to go! If you are a soldier and fight, you will die. You are not like a child playing house. You will follow me and plant crops honestly. You will not be missing in the war. If the sky falls, there will be a tall man to hold it up. You go and join in.
What fun."
Facing her impulsive son, Aunt Zhang stopped him from joining the guerrillas with a straight face.
"Mom, joining the guerrillas is to fight against the Japanese. Didn't you hear what the village chief said? Every man has the responsibility to protect his family and the country. How can I, a seven-foot tall man, stand by and watch..."
Seeing her stubborn son, Aunt Zhang still refused to let go, and said with a dark face: "Have you grown up and your wings have become stiff, and you don't even listen to your mother's words anymore!"
"No...it doesn't matter anyway, I want to join the guerrillas to fight the Japanese!"
"If you dare to join the army, I, I won't be able to live anymore... Is it easy for me to shit you and make you bigger? I, if you go, you will be fine. I will tell your dead father this...
"Aunt Zhang started sobbing and wiping her tears as she spoke.
Looking at the crying Aunt Zhang, Aunt Zhang's son had to stop and agreed with great frustration: "Then I won't go..."
"That's right. Let's go back. Mom will prepare something delicious for you."
When Aunt Zhang saw her son being persuaded to turn around, she burst into laughter.
For ordinary people like them, fighting is dangerous and can lead to death. Although they admire the guerrillas who fight the Japanese, they are unwilling to send their own sons to die.
Just like Aunt Zhang, most of the parents in the village prevented their sons from signing up to join the army, even to the point of forcing them to die.
The result was that Yang Ling personally waited for a long time under the recruiting banner at Xiaowangzhuang's grain field, but no one came to sign up to join the army, which made him very embarrassed.
Wang Huzi leaned lazily on his chair, looking at the empty grain drying field, and he was wondering in his heart, where is this person? He doesn't have any awareness at all?
The second company commander Wu Changqing took his men out to break the attack and kill the Japanese. His first company stayed in the village to help Yang Ling recruit troops, but no one came to sign up after waiting, which made him a little impatient.
"Members of the group, let's see, let's not sit here and wait around. The old rule is that everyone over fifteen years old and under fifty years old should be arrested from one house to another. If anyone doesn't come, it means he doesn't support the anti-Japanese war.
I'll shoot them to death, I'm sure I'll be able to recruit all my troops in less than an hour!" Wang Huzi said angrily.
Yang Ling looked at Wang Huzi, who was a little impatient, and shook his head with a wry smile. If he did what Wang Huzi said, he might have aroused public resentment before the soldiers were recruited.
"Okay, that's it for today, let's go back."
Yang Ling saw that no one was coming, so he didn't bother to wait. He got up and went back to the headquarters.
"Sir Yang, how about I go door to door to urge you..."
Seeing that no one came to join the army, the village chief Li Fuchun could not help but speak hurriedly.
"It's not sweet to be forced. Since no one is willing to join our guerrillas, forget it."
Yang Ling thought that everyone should actively sign up to fight the Japanese and serve the country, but he didn't expect it to be so deserted, and he was puzzled.
However, Yang Ling did not lose heart. As long as they persisted in fighting the Japanese and truly gained the support of the people, they would definitely be able to recruit enough soldiers by then.
In the evening, the people who were sent to the villages to recruit soldiers all came back dejected. Only Zhangjiaji recruited two new soldiers, and the others returned empty-handed. It must be said that Yang Ling's first recruitment was a failure.
But there is nothing that can be done about it. In this era of weak national consciousness, most people just want to take care of their own family's one-third of an acre of land.
This is why they only thought of resisting when the Japanese bayonet was placed on his neck, and by then it was already too late.
"We will arrange for these two recruits to live here, give them new military uniforms and equipment, and give each of them five dollars. Let's set an example and let the villagers see that being a soldier is not a bad thing."
After all, they had recruited two new soldiers, and Yang Ling immediately ordered them to be prepared to give them the best treatment.
"Huzi, go and put up slogans on prominent walls in the village early tomorrow morning and bring these two recruits with you."
"yes!"
Soon, under Yang Ling's special care, the two recruits received two sets of the detachment's only ten new military uniforms, and they were issued with brand-new 38 covers and armed belts, which made them look more impressive.
At dawn the next day, Hu Zi from the security class took the recruits and the written slogans to post them all over the village.
These slogans are also very simple. In addition to patriotic slogans such as "Better to die in battle than to be a slave to the subjugation of the country!" "Fight to the end! Give me back my country!", there are also some slogans such as "It is glorious to be a soldier and fight against the Japanese, but it is shameful to be a traitor!"
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Most of the villagers were not very literate, so when they saw villagers approaching, Huzi and the others would read loudly for the villagers to listen and let them know the meaning of the slogan.
"Hey, Xiao Dezi, are you ready to become a soldier?"
Some villagers recognized the two recruits wearing brand-new military uniforms. After all, they were from neighboring villages, and their faces were filled with surprise.
"Aunt Wang, Chief Yang said that it is honorable to serve as a soldier to fight against the Japanese. It is to protect our own home and our own land..."
The two recruits also puffed up their chests and said all the words Yang Ling taught them with pride on their faces.
"Your mother promised you to be a soldier? You didn't run away secretly, right?"
"Chief Yang gave us five yuan as settlement allowance. My mother was laughing so hard that she couldn't help but ask me to follow Chief Yang to fight the Japanese. How could you not let me come..."
Hearing that the soldiers actually paid five yuan as a settlement allowance, the surrounding villagers were surprised and at the same time their hearts became hot. You know, five yuan was a huge sum of money for the villagers who were digging in the crops.
Big money.
"Chief Yang also said that as long as you follow the enemy's fight, every time you kill one in the future, you will be rewarded with a piece of ocean."