In the Tianjia Village Maintenance Association compound, Wang Jianxin complained to Rong Jun as soon as he rushed into the room.
"Captain Rong, I don't know what the devil is doing, but he asked our Tianjia Village to send 200 strong men to build roads for them..."
"Now is the time to serve the crops. The young men are all gone. What will happen to the crops? After the autumn harvest, they will ask for a pound of grain in grain tax. The people will definitely not be willing to go. So where can I find two hundred young men?"
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"Building roads? This is a great thing that benefits the country and the people. When did the Japanese become so good?" Rong Jun frowned with an expression of disbelief.
"I don't know either?" Wang Jianxin shook his head and replied.
"In addition to the need for strong men from each village, the Japanese also took more than a thousand prisoners from Linfen City and assigned them to various towns. As for us, each village is responsible for a section of the road. After that, we have to be inspected by the Japanese before we can go home.
Otherwise, when the road is repaired, we will be able to travel, otherwise, during the autumn harvest, the grain tax paid will be doubled!"
"Are those prisoners also used to build roads?" Rong Jun, who has a very strong sense of smell on the battlefield, asked Wang Jianxin while staring at him.
Wang Jianxin shook his head and replied: "I don't know, it shouldn't be road construction...I went to the town for a meeting today. All the roads in our town have been separated. We in Tianjia Village need to build a full five kilometers of road..."
"We must find out, and then find a way to rescue these prisoners from the Japanese..." Rong Jun's bad premonition became stronger, and he made a decisive decision.
In my mind, I thought of the more than 200 Northwest Army prisoners who were rescued last time.
With their ragged clothes and sallow complexion, you can't tell how strong they are.
After putting them into uniforms of captured puppet troops and eating good food for several days, the vigor of these people was suddenly revealed.
More than two hundred veterans, as long as they are given weapons, they can go to the battlefield immediately without even having to train.
After tasting the benefits of taking prisoners, in the past few days, whenever Rong Jun closed his eyes, he would start dreaming that the Japanese would send him another group of prisoners.
Not to mention too much, more than two hundred people will be enough.
But now, it was definitely the sleepy pillow, and the little devil took the initiative to send him over.
Wang Jianxin was most concerned about the people and the autumn harvest, so he asked anxiously.
"What should we do about the birth of a young man?"
"Come out, why don't you come out? Building roads is a great thing that benefits the country and the people, and if we don't send out people or build roads, how do we know what the Japanese did by letting more than 200 prisoners come here?" Rong Jun answered without thinking about it.
"What about the autumn harvest? The arrival of people now will definitely affect the autumn harvest." Wang Jianxin frowned and asked.
Rong Jun thought for a moment and then replied: "Now we can't reveal our target, and we can't promise you any benefits. We can only force the people to come out, otherwise the little devils will notice. That's what we do, and tell everyone, if we don't come out, the autumn harvest will be over.
The public grain payment will be doubled. After the autumn harvest, we will find a way to make up for everyone."
Wang Jianxin couldn't help but laugh at himself: "In this case, my identity as a traitor will be confirmed, and I will definitely be misunderstood by the common people..."
But after hesitating for a while, he decided: "However, for the sake of the revolution, it doesn't matter if you feel aggrieved temporarily. I will do it right away?"
A few days later, the people's eyes changed when they looked at Wang Jianxin, and they were full of hatred. Although they did not show it face to face, Wang Jianxin could still clearly feel it.
However, the arrival of good news made Wang Jianxin, who had been depressed for several days, very happy.
"Company Commander Rong, we have found out..."
"The Japanese asked the prisoners to build gun towers on the highway and along the highway. There is one every five kilometers..."
"Just independent turrets, nothing else." Rong Jun frowned immediately.
"Just the turrets, nothing else. Each turret is three stories high..." Wang Jianxin affirmed.
Rong Jun showed a puzzled expression on his face, and then analyzed: "I don't understand this. There are twenty Japanese and puppet troops stationed on the top of an isolated gun tower. When they encountered our main force, an infantry cannon,
One artillery shell can easily knock down these turrets. There is no way the little devils don’t know that we have infantry artillery, but if we still build such turrets, doesn’t this give us a chance to defeat them? I don’t understand what the little devils think.
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A string of isolated gun towers did not pose much of a threat to the new regiment with infantry artillery.
However, if you add the mechanized troops and armored patrols that the Japanese army will soon assemble, the threat will be greater.
Of course, Rongjun does not have the ability of a fufu prophet.
Unexpectedly, he didn't think about the purpose of the Japs, so he stopped thinking about it. He stared at Wang Jianxin and continued to ask: "Is it possible to rescue those prisoners from the Japs?"
"It's difficult..." Wang Jianxin hesitated before answering.
"It should be that the kidnapping of the prisoners last time stimulated the little devils. This time, they deployed an entire infantry squad and a company of puppet troops to watch them and urge them to build gun towers."
"More than a hundred Japanese and puppet troops were guarding the area, and we didn't even have a chance to get close to them."
"Strong attacks and sneak attacks don't work, then we will repeat our old tricks..." Rong Jun didn't have too much worry on his face, but answered confidently.
One evening two days later, the highway that had been busy all day finally became quiet.
Because the Japanese did not care about food, all the strong men who built the roads went home at night. Except for one place, it was still very lively.
When it gets dark, hold a torch, light a bonfire, and continue working.
The total number of roads within the town is dozens of kilometers, and there is a blockhouse every five kilometers, which adds up to more than ten.
More importantly, the brigade headquarters required that the construction progress of the artillery tower should be consistent with the progress of road construction. Although the team leader responsible for building the artillery tower held more than 200 prisoners in his hands, the construction period was still very tight for him.
Prisoners can be asked to work overtime at night to catch up on progress.
Today, the squad leader is in a very bad mood. When building the gun tower, the prisoners were severely exhausted due to the rush to build the gun tower. Two more people died today.
The death of two prisoners means that from today on, there will be two less people to work.
Just as the squad leader was frowning and wondering whether to grab some men from the strong men building the road to build the artillery tower tomorrow, a sergeant rushed over with a red face.
"Captain, the maintenance committee nearby brought a cart of wine and meat, saying it was for our labor force. Do you think it is?"
"Maintenance meeting?" The squad leader's eyes suddenly shot out two rays of light, and he thought of a way.
"Bring their president here, quickly..."
Soon, Wang Jianxin was brought to the Japs squad leader.
I was very reluctant, but I still said a lot of words that made me feel sick in front of the Japanese team leader, and then explained my purpose.
"Taijun, it's too hard for you to build blockhouses on the road and sleep in the open air. Our Tianjia Village Maintenance Association raised some money to buy some wine and meat for you Taijun. I hope Taijun can accept some of the kindness of the Tianjia Village Maintenance Association."
The team leader responded readily: "I have heard for a long time that Wang Sang from Tianjiacun is the best friend of the Japanese Empire. Now it seems that it is indeed the case. I accept all your kindness..."
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