Author: Mao Mao lacks great virtue

Facts have proved that once people's hearts are thoroughly figured out, the calculations for someone can be almost 100%.

After Master Li took his luggage out of the city, he first met with the Eighth Route Army who was ambushing near Wangcun as agreed.

After successfully obtaining the detonator, he slowly approached the village full of traitors with these deadly weapons.

A little old man with a lot of luggage, this combination is simply the favorite of idle men in Wangcun.

These people who were no different from bandits immediately rushed out of the village when they saw the business coming. In order to prevent the fat sheep from missing out, they even rode horses.

"Old man, where did you come from? I don't know that this road was built in our village? Pay the toll! Otherwise, I won't think about leaving today!"

Faced with such a threat, Master Li took two steps back and pretended to be frightened. This level of performance is a piece of cake for a folk artist like him who has been performing since childhood.

Moreover, these village bullies made him feel very disgusted. As a person who had lived in the county for more than ten years, Master Li was well-informed. He knew that the Japanese military police captain came out from here.

In order to achieve his goal, the old man pretended to be pitiful, bent down and bowed to these village puppies and begged for mercy:

"Dear men, I used to live in the county town, but there was an accident at home now I have to go to a distant relative."

"I really can't get a penny of the money for buying a road. Can you guys let me go?"

For these idle wastes, it is naturally a good thing to reap unexpected gains. But even if there is nothing to gain, finding fun is considered a waste of time.

An old man with limited mobility is safer and more interesting to bully him. So they rode their horses and surrounded Master Li, staring at each other's luggage with a few pairs of greedy eyes.

"Old man, I think the burden on you is quite heavy. Brothers and I have known to respect the elderly and love the young since childhood. Today I am kind enough to help you deal with it. We will not want this toll."

All the current developments are expected by Master Li and Guan Weimin. The only risk is that the detonator in his backpack cannot be exposed. Seeing these gangsters eager to reach out to grab them, even the Eighth Route Army soldiers who were ambushing in the distance had pinched them.

sweat.

In order to avoid danger, Master Li quickly opened his luggage and revealed several costumes for opera. Originally, when the gangsters saw that there was nothing valuable in their luggage, they felt a little disappointed.

But they suddenly remembered that their village chief’s favorite entertainment activity was opera singing.

These little ladies looked at each other and turned around and showed a flattering smile to Master Li. After all, Wang Taizhong said that he should be polite first and then soldiers. If he could fool people, he might be able to receive rewards.

"Uncle, what are you doing? We are not bad guys, we just want to help you reduce the burden, and we are not trying to steal your stuff."

"Our village respects all capable people very much. Let's see if we want to give us a treat to the village for a meal."

The quick face-changing speed surprised Master Li, but he knew that the things delivered to the door would not be cherished. He did the show to the end, so he forced a crack to rush out while the few people were not paying attention.

But human legs must not be able to run away from horse legs, let alone an old man who was scared and trembled? Even without even five seconds of persistence, Master Li was caught on the horse's back and his luggage was also caused by another person

Taken away.

"This old guy is really shameless. He still doesn't listen to his kind words. If he doesn't want to eat toast, he will punish him, right? Want to run away?"

After this struggle, although Master Li was a little hurt by the rough movements of these village gangsters, he still showed an undetectable smile. The first step of the plan was finally completed.

The Eighth Route Army in the distance was a little worried when they saw the gangsters suddenly taking action, but everything was moving in the expected direction, so they felt relieved.

Several soldiers separated and went to the regiment headquarters to report the situation, while the remaining people were left to continue monitoring Wangcun's movements.

Wang Taizhong, who received the news, was waiting near the stage early. As a person who didn't dare to leave the village, he naturally didn't know Master Li.

After being asked to sing a paragraph, the old man pretended to be reluctant to perform an excerpt of "Dingjun Mountain".

Although he still can't reach the level of a famous actor, his years of acting career made Li's head teacher calm everyone as soon as he spoke.

Even if it was a cappella without accompaniment, when the singing "It's a pity that military advisor is very knowledgeable, he said I can't beat Xiahou Yuan", the onlookers all applauded.

Wang Taizhong's eyes shone even more, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Master Li's hand, and ordered the chef who was watching the show to cook a few hard dishes. He felt that his son's chance of promotion was right in front of him.

If the old man in front of him can be kept and sang a few paragraphs for the coming little days. If Taijun is happy at that time, not only Wang Lu but himself, he will definitely get a lot of benefits.

Although their current free life has already made Wang Taizhong, the traitor, very satisfied, who doesn't want to make himself better? When he thinks that he has the opportunity to work under his little lives, his old immortal things are so excited that they tremble all over.

Because he was afraid that the other party would be resistant, Wang Taizhong did not tell Master Li the truth.

I only said that I particularly appreciate his performance and hoped that he could stay for a while and sing a show for the guests after a few days, and would never treat him unfairly in terms of money.

This was just about to be honest, but in order not to think of the Japanese and traitors suspicion, the Li team leader had to continue to perform this scene. He pretended to be impatient and refused Wang Cun's request and insisted on leaving.

Although the situation was not very smooth, Wang Taizhong did not give up. This old traitor pretended to care about Master Li's health, but in fact he wanted to put the old man under house arrest.

"Look at this old man for me! If anyone lets the person go, I will chop him alive! If you give me good food, don't neglect others!"

"Remember that the dishes cannot be made spicy and the wine cannot be served! Don't let Taijun come and his throat falls."

As time passed, Master Li had been in Wangcun for a whole day. Today was the day when the Japanese came here. He got up early and after washing up, he sniffed his throat in the yard.

This is a habit he developed since childhood. Although he is likely to die today, he doesn't want to break his rules. I have to say that the traitors in Wangcun do like to listen to operas, and even if they speak out and practice basic skills, they still have some exercises.

People watched.

At the same time, about 300 Japanese devils came out of the county town.

Unlike ordinary infantry, these small days can be regarded as motorized troops. They travel without relying on their feet. Not only are they Lu Wang 97 military-side tricycles, but they even have several troop trucks.

Originally, Katsuki Muramoto wanted to take all his brigade away at one time. After all, the Eighth Route Army in the Wangcun location was very close, so it was very dangerous to open up a new occupied area.

For a person like him who is suspicious by nature, the lack of available troops in his hands will give him an inexplicable sense of crisis.

But the commander who came to the county town to pick him up for some reason had not arrived for a long time. In order to prevent the enemy guerrillas from sneak attacking due to their empty troops, he only took away his most elite subordinates.

Among the three hundred people, there was a squadron fighter, and the remaining soldiers were responsible for logistics. Although the number was not large, he brought the squad of the Type 92 infantry artillery with him.

The two infantry artillery and sufficient ammunition made Katsura Muramoto confident that he would fight on the plains with the enemy's troops.

Although the firepower of the defenders in the county town was somewhat insufficient, in his opinion, his subordinates would never be defeated by any county brigade and district squad.

When the Japanese came out of the county town in a mighty manner, the scouts lying in various directions brought the information back to the 772nd Regiment as soon as possible.

This group of Japanese devils never dreamed that the Eighth Route Army had already murdered them in their occupied area.

The second battalion commander who received the information immediately began to arrange the candidates for the mission tonight. Faced with the Japanese with this strength, the troops of a company originally planned were definitely not enough.

While it's still some time before dark, he has to re-arrange his tactics. He originally just wanted to grab some of the cannons, but he didn't expect that there are unexpected gains like motorcycles and trucks now.

Cheng Xiaozi immediately contacted the brigade department. After all, the force of dispatching a battalion has exceeded the scope of initiative.

After hearing all the information, the brigade commander said only one sentence: "Beat me, beat me hard! Don't let the Japanese and traitors go!"

It's a little late, sorry
Chapter completed!