There was a bumper harvest on the threshing farm in Lijia Village. This should have been a happy thing for farmers, but now, the landlords and old wealthy rent have to pay a lot of money, and the imperial army's donation is even less than the slightest.

The workers were thinking about it and sighed. I'm afraid that this chaff and grain slag like in previous years would not be able to eat it.

The sun was about to set, and on the valley field, three tiger-headed cars were driving together, and suddenly rumbling constantly, like the wind blowing yellow sand, and the fog covered the blue sky.

All four corners of the field were clean and profitable. The valleys on the field were piled up like mountains, and several large wooden shovels were inserted on it. The workers all put down their work, squatted on the ground, smoked and rested, waiting for Li Dahong to get up.

According to the old rules, the shopkeeper of the winner came to the scene, burned incense and uncovered paper, and put three dou into his pocket, and then handed it to others. There is something special about this, and the grain is the first of the grains, so it belongs to the back

The God of Grain is in charge. Since you want to deal with God, except for the rich man who is blessed, others are not worthy. The rich man, the rich man, the master of money and grain, will definitely be blessed when dealing with money and grain. Once the money and grain are passed through their hands, the fewer ones can become more, and the big ones can

Can still lay small ones.

After a while, Li Dahong, the village chief and maintenance president, came, holding an incense plate in his hand, and followed four maintenance group members with big guns on their backs. Li Dahong glanced around majesticly, and then pretended to look at Dagudui.

Burn incense and kowtow, get up and pick up the big bucket to start picking up the food.

With three incense sticks, three kowtows, and one burning paper, Li Dahong explained the settlement year of the harvest that the spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind, rain, cold and heat, and the blood and sweat of the long-term workers all year round, and his heart should not be feared or vicious.

It's dark, the field has already gained benefits, but the guys are still busy. The grains for next year should be put in place, the good grains that are fanned out of the limelight should be returned to the warehouse, and the ones that are not full in the limelight should be made separately.

.Good rice and good grains enter a good warehouse, and the rotten seeds of the grain must be put on the bill. This is the old rule of the Li family. Borrowing debts is three points of profit, and borrowing grain is three times the cannon when going out. You borrow one stone and only give seven dou

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In the early morning, the Shenbiao team's three-company team of more than 100 people quietly surrounded Lijia Village. Not only the soldiers, but also many officers did not take this action too seriously. There were only 20 attacks.

Maintaining the village where the group is a group is not a matter of holding hands and pinching them.

"Let's start! Company Commander Liang." Yu Biao looked at the time and waved his hand to Liang Moqing.

"Yes." The newly appointed Liang Moqing saluted respectfully, turned around and ordered the troops to start siege on all sides.

"San Master, why do you attach so much importance to this operation?" asked Wang Xiaodao, the captain of the spy team. "We have fought many sieges before, and we will be polite first and then soldiers. I wish this village would not have the courage."

"This time is different from the past." Yu Biao explained: "I have not emphasized it repeatedly at the combat meeting. I used to snatch it and then leave it. Now we should treat this place as a base for a long time. Not only should we snatch it, but we should also snatch it.

Stay, not only to kill people, but also to win over more people's hearts. So, I asked the Chief of Staff to follow Zhang Sanmao and Liu Zhen follow Yu Deshui, for fear that they will do stupid things, ruin our reputation and ruin our

Basics. From now on, Lijia Village will be our soldiers, the source of food and intelligence."

"Haha, I'll watch it and think about it slowly." Wang Xiaodao still didn't understand it very much and scratched his head.

"By the way, I have to ask you." Yu Biao was not too demanding. After all, the change of thought will not happen for a while, but he still paid enough attention to the development of the spy team. "How are the team members training like this?

? Have you been asked to teach you the Japanese teacher I found?"

"I've said it." Wang Xiaodao nodded seriously, "I have learned several words. It's good morning to bend, it's good morning to be scolded, it's good evening to be..."

"Please, please." Deputy Captain Wan Laohua interrupted coldly.

"Xiaodao, your pronunciation is absolutely not good." Yu Biao shook his head repeatedly, "It's not authentic, the Japanese devils can hear it. It seems that it is not realistic to think of everyone, but you have to learn it well, at least you can understand it.

Some are better.”

"Let Lao Wan come when he says it." Wang Xiaodao pointed at Wan Lao Hua carelessly, "He could speak Mongolian language, his tongue was soft, and he learned quickly and well."

Yu Biao smiled bitterly and looked up at the village in the distance, "Let's go, go to the village first."

The third company's raid was relatively smooth, controlling the commanding heights, blocking the intersections and streets. Under the leadership of some Guankou Village Self-Defense Force members who had been to Lijia Village, Liang Moqing and a large group of troops quickly arrived at the Lijia Courtyard.

People in the countryside got up early. When the villagers heard the sound, they put on their clothes and watched the fun. It would be fine if they didn't open the door. Once the door was opened, they saw soldiers carrying live ammunition on the street driving them back into the house.

"Bang, bang." The maintenance group leader lay on the wall of the Li family courtyard and began to resist.

Liang Moqing sneered, "I'm not afraid of you resisting, but I'm afraid that you will surrender when you meet. He quickly ordered the soldiers to prepare for the attack, and a crooked machine gun spurted out the flames, and several regiments on the wall were Dings."

He shouted and fell down.

More than a dozen soldiers shouted and rushed towards the Li family compound. Others immediately shot and covered up. The regiments lying on the wall were just attacked fiercely, but before they could react, the soldiers had already rushed to the foot of the wall.

shooting dead corner.

A squad leader took out a grenade and threw it into the yard through the wall. With a loud "boom!", a scream came from the yard. Other soldiers also drew grenades into the yard.

Amid the huge explosion, the group members cried and screamed one after another. The squad leader ran to the gate of the compound and used a few grenades to blow the iron gate to pieces. Liang Moqing saw

When the time was ripe, he shouted and led a large group of soldiers to rush towards the courtyard.

The fat Li Dahong stood in the inner courtyard and randomly commanded the regiments to resist foreign invasions, but a series of grenade explosions had already blown up the regiments to death and injuries, and even scared the remaining people. But he still

I knew which troops were suddenly attacking, and I looked at a loss.
Chapter completed!