Chapter seven hundred and ninety first lure to surrender
While Yang Ling was busy selecting special forces members, Han Feihu, the captain of the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade, locked himself in the room and drank alcohol.
Han Feihu wanted to go to the populous Zhangjiaji to catch the autumn breeze and get some money and food for the winter, but who knew he bumped into Yang Ling's gun.
Not only did they not get the money and food, but they were in trouble. More than 20 of his brothers were shot dead by Yang Ling. The deputy captain Hu Biao was also beaten half to death, and he had to spend money to hire a doctor.
The most important thing is that he lost face and left in a menacing manner, returning to Xinzhuang dejectedly. His prestige as a captain had been ruined, which made him more and more angry.
But he could only endure his anger. He secretly inquired and found out that the Third Guerrilla Detachment not only had a large number of machine guns.
There are also a lot of grenades and 38 rifles, and the army has recently been recruited and expanded. It can be said that the troops are strong. He dares to pay attention to the guerrilla detachment.
Han Feihu is worried now. Although he is under the command of the Ninth Guerrilla Column, there is a shortage of supplies behind enemy lines. He has sent people to the headquarters several times to ask for food and ammunition, but to no avail.
But the hundreds of people under his command needed to eat, and they all relied on him, the captain, to figure out a solution.
In the past, you could go to the surrounding villages to extort some money from big households, but now that every village has set up a militia team to stand guard, with the backing of guerrillas, he didn't dare.
Except for the guerrilla zone of the Third Guerrilla Detachment, he did not dare to go to the territory of the Japs. As the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
Don't look at the little Japs who were beaten up by the guerrillas. I'm afraid that if their anti-Japanese and national salvation brigade dares to go to the Japs' territory to grab food, they will definitely be beaten by meat buns and dogs.
, who asked them to just have a machine gun?
Originally, they could rely on the people of Xinzhuang to temporarily tide over the difficulties, but due to their lack of military discipline, they often ate and drank freely and harassed the people, so that all the people of Xinzhuang had escaped long ago, and now only their anti-Japanese and national salvation brigade was left.
Staying here.
When he thought of this, Han Feihu, the captain of the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade, became angry and placed the cup heavily on the table. The prodigal gang under him was so careless that they were now in such a predicament.
Just when Han Feihu was alone in the room drinking, the door was pushed open and a cold wind poured into the room, making Han Feihu tremble.
When Han Feihu turned his head and was about to curse that blind thing, he saw the deputy captain Hu Biao on crutches, and he swallowed the words that came to his lips.
"It's the second brother. Come and have a drink with the eldest brother." Han Feihu said, pulling out the stool and inviting Hu Biao to take a seat.
Hu Biao was beaten with a military stick by Yang Ling until his skin and flesh were bruised. He was still not healed yet, so he walked to the Eight Immortals table and sat down.
"Boy, are you feeling better?" Han Feihu poured a glass of wine for Hu Biao and asked with concern.
Hu Biao thought of a peanut and threw it into his mouth, chewed it and replied: "The scabs have formed, and it will be cured in two days."
"This guy surnamed Yang is really not a fucking thing. He is considered a friendly army after all, and his attack is not serious. You will suffer, my dear."
Han Feihu picked up his wine glass and touched it with Hu Biao, cursing dissatisfiedly.
Hu Biao picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. It was a good thing not to mention it, but he felt angry when he thought of the painful feeling these days.
"Brother, this man named Yang is too arrogant. He clearly doesn't take our Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade seriously. We have suffered a loss this time, so we can't just let it go." Hu Biao said angrily.
Han Feihu also sighed: "The guerrilla detachment is no longer what it used to be. Now it has strong troops and sophisticated weapons. Let's just endure it."
"But I just can't swallow this breath." Hu Biao placed the wine glass heavily on the table, sulking.
Han Feihu patted Hu Biao's shoulder and comforted him: "It's never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. Let's be patient for now. In the future, my eldest brother will definitely find that man named Yang to help you regain your position."
Hu Biao also knew that Han Feihu went to Zhangjiaji to seek revenge and was disgraced, so he also knew that his elder brother said he had tried his best.
Thinking of their current situation, the two of them were speechless, only sighing.
"Come on, let's drink. We don't want to worry about those depressing things."
Just as the two commanders of the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade were locked in the room and drinking, a team member wearing dirty clothes knocked on the door cautiously.
"Captain, there is someone outside who wants to see you." The team member who knocked on the door quickly spoke before Han Feihu became angry.
"See you, see you, I'm upset, get out of here." The drunk Han Feihu waved his hand and refused impatiently without even thinking.
When the reporting team member saw Han Feihu's refusal, he was about to turn around and leave, but Hu Biao put down his cup and called him.
"Do you know who he is?" Hu Biao asked.
The team member answered honestly: "He said he is Liu Liang from Xiaowangzhuang, and he has something important to discuss with the team leader."
Liu Liang? Hu Biao frowned. After thinking for a long time, he remembered that there seemed to be such a person in Xiaowangzhuang, but they had no contact with Liu Liang. Why did he come to visit him?
"Brother, since people say we have something important to discuss, why not meet and see what's going on." Hu Biao thought for a while and said to Han Feihu.
Han Feihu thought for a moment and nodded: "Then meet him and ask him to come in quickly."
Soon, Liu Liang, who was wearing a clean robe, was led to the living room by a member of the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade.
The wine table has been removed, Han Feihu has already sat at the head of the table, and Hu Biao is also sitting seriously on the chair next to him without saying anything, but there is still a smell of alcohol in the air.
"Liu Liang has met Chief Han and Chief Hu." After Liu Liang stood still, he first bowed his hands to Han Feihu and Hu Biao in greeting.
"Tell me, why did you come to our Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade?" Han Feihu burped from wine and spoke impatiently first.
Liu Liang also noticed that Han Feihu was impatient, so he didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "I heard that the Anti-Japanese National Salvation Brigade is short of money and food, so I made a special trip to deliver money and food to the two officers."
"Oh?" Hearing Liu Liang's words, Han Feihu was immediately interested.
But he also knew that there was no such thing as pie in the sky: "Liu Liang, right? I remember we don't know each other, but you will give us money and food for no reason?"
Liu Liang smiled and said: "It doesn't matter whether we know each other or not. As long as Chief Han agrees to a condition, not only will we have a steady stream of money and food in the future, but we will also have as many weapons and ammunition as we need."
Hearing this, Han Feihu and Hu Biao looked at each other. Who was this Liu Liang coming from, and he had such a loud tone?
"Who are you referring to? What conditions do you need to agree to?" Han Feihu, now mostly sober, stared at Liu Liang and asked.
When Liu Liang saw that the fish had taken the bait, he stopped being secretive.
"Mr. Han, Chief Hu, please allow me to introduce myself again. I am currently the vice president of the Qinghe Town Maintenance Association..."
"Stop! What did you say? Say it again? President Sha?"
Liu Liang smiled and cupped his hands and said, "I am now the vice president of the Qinghe Town Maintenance Association."
Now Han Feihu heard it clearly, damn, isn’t that a traitor?
"Liu Liang, you are so brave. Do you know who we are? Let me tell you, we are the Anti-Japanese and National Salvation Brigade! We specialize in beating you devils and traitors! How dare you throw yourself into a trap? I will not spare you today."
Han Feihu said and shouted to the outside: "Here comes someone!"
Seeing Han Feihu so excited, Hu Biao hurriedly said to stop him: "Brother, wait a minute."
"What's wrong?"
"Now that he is here, we might as well listen to what he has to say, and then we can make a decision whether to kill him or to keep him alive."
Han Feihu thought about it and felt that he was impulsive. He waved away the guards who entered the room, stared at Liu Liang and said: "Tell me, what are your conditions?"
The scene just now scared Liu Liang to death, but he still pretended to be calm.