Chapter 377 Grain enters the warehouse

The sky gradually darkened.

At the Japanese Frontier Command, Miyano Daoichi was thinking hard.

The old Japanese vaguely felt that he had forgotten something very important, but when he thought about it carefully, he had no idea. He could not remember it, and he was so anxious that he grabbed his hair.

"What the hell is it?"

"What did I forget?"

Just as Miyano Dokun muttered to himself,

The command center suddenly heard rapid footsteps.

Then Jiro Onoda came in with a sniper rifle.

"Oh, Onoda-kun, are you back?" Miyano Daoichi's thoughts were completely interrupted. He no longer thought about it, and his attention turned to this battle between Onoda Jiro and the others and the independent group snipers.

He said again: "How many were killed in the afternoon? Let me guess, three or five?"

"It disappointed the division commander." Jiro Onoda said with shame, "I didn't even kill an Eighth Route Army sniper this afternoon. Instead, Hanada and Arima Jun were broken."

"Nani?" Miyano was shocked, why did he suffer a loss?

"Hai." Jiro Onoda paused his head and said, "Although the division commander is very ashamed, I must admit that we are indeed inferior to the other party in the sniping technology."

"Especially the guy who shot Arima Jun."

"It's the sniper who shot and killed Eguchi Jun a few months ago."

"This guy is better than me in terms of reaction, shooting speed or hit rate!"

"What makes people even more desperate is that this guy is more cunning than a fox. He can always come up with some unexpected tactics, which are unpredictable, and he is unknowingly trapped in his plan."

"Baga!" Maori Hirohiro could no longer hold it back.

"Onoda-kun, after hearing that you have said so much, I always emphasize how strong your opponent is."

"So, you were scared by the other party and now you just want to escape from the battlefield as soon as possible, instead of fighting back and trying your best to kill the opponent, right?"

"Maori, what are you talking about?" Jiro Onoda said furiously, "I am just saying objective facts and want to remind the division commander and everyone that you will not pay too much attention to this opponent!"

He paused and said, "As for what you said to escape from the battlefield, that is an insult to me."

"As an imperial soldier and a samurai, my sense of honor will not be weaker than you, Maori Jun."

"So, even if I died in the battlefield in the end, I, Jiro Onoda, would never be a deserter, never!"

But Hirohiro Mori didn't plan to let him go, and said, "Anyway, it's just a fight. Onoda-kun, you have completely lost your confidence and cowardly thought that your opponent was so powerful that it was invincible."

"Baiga, this is not a loss of confidence, nor is it a cowardice." Jiro Onoda said angrily, "If you cannot have a clear judgment on the enemy's strength, but just blindly optimistic, you will eventually have to pay a heavy price!"

He paused, pointed at Hirohiro Mori's nose and said, "I want to tell you that you, Maori Jun is arrogant and not willing to die. He has implicated hundreds of imperial soldiers and even caused the division commander to fail this D-level battle, which was painstakingly managed by the division commander, that is unforgivable. Maori Jun, you cannot bear this responsibility!"

Miyano Dao waved his hands one by one to interrupt the two of his quarrel, and said, "So, Onoda-kun, what do you want to say?"

Jiro Onoda paused and said sincerely: "Second Commander, I must regret to tell you that it is extremely impossible to count on us to hunt down the snipers of the Independent Corps fairly."

Miyano Doichi said in a deep voice: "So you want to hunt unfairly?"

"Yes." Jiro Onoda said, "I requested the infantry to launch an attack to cover us to hunt down the opponent's snipers, otherwise we would not be sure to defeat the opponent."

"Okay." Miyano nodded.

"The attack will be launched on time early tomorrow morning."

"You must seize the opportunity then."

"Hayi, thank you for your understanding."

Jiro Onoda paused his head slightly and turned around.

Watching Jiro Onoda leave, Hirohiro Maori hummed, "Waste."

"Maori-kun." Miyano said with a frown, "The attack tomorrow morning is left to your Maori team, so you can go back and prepare as well."

"Hayi!" Maori Hirohiro paused and left.

Watching Mori Hirohiro leave, Miyano Doichi murmured again.

"What did I forget? What did I forget?"

"Why can't you remember it? Why can't you remember it all the time? Damn it!"

...

Zhaojiayu, one night passed.

A trace of whiteness appeared in the eastern sky.

Seeing the villagers returning one after another, Li Yunlong's heart finally fell back into his stomach.

After two nights of harvesting, the autumn grains in Zhaojiayu have been basically harvested. Sweet potatoes, corn, soybeans and rapeseed have all been put into the warehouse, and only the tobacco leaves have not been harvested.

But the tobacco leaves are not in a hurry, take your time.

"Old Li, what are you thinking? You're back home."

Xiuqin walked to Li Yunlong and thoughtfully slapped the dust on Li Yunlong's body.

Li Yunlong patted his butt and said, "The autumn grain has been collected. Next, it's time to clean up the Japanese puppet troops from the five bunkers outside the village. Hehe, I'm thinking about this."

"Let's think about it when you go back." Xiuqin said with concern, "It's dangerous here."

The authentic tunnel where Li Yunlong is located is located in the front mountain, less than 200 meters away from one of the bunkers.

It’s nothing if the light is not good now. Once dawn is dawn, the distance is to serve as a living target for the Japanese.

"What's the danger?" Li Yunlong said sneered, "There are only a dozen Japanese devils in Zhaojiayu, and there are about twenty puppet soldiers. I don't dare to run to the front mountain to provoke our old Li."

"You have to go back to have a meal." Xiuqin rolled her eyes and said.

"Okay, okay, go back for dinner." Li Yunlong stood up with a smile.

I also carried a sack of corn sticks with a foot of 200 kilograms on my shoulders.

This sack of corn stick is planted by Li Yunlong's own family and Xiuqin.

"This year is a great year." Li Yunlong grinned like an experienced old farmer, "I collected about 200 kilograms of corn bars in less than two acres of land, which is the best harvest."

Xiuqin smiled and said, "Go back and give you pancakes."

Li Yunlong said: "If I want to eat corn noodle cakes, I have to be the new valley this year."

"I will use this year's Xingu to bake corn cakes for you, so you will be greedy." Xiuqin smiled and held Li Yunlong's arm, "If you don't know, you thought you were a child."

"I have to ask you when it comes to this." Li Yunlong said seriously, "Xiuqin, we have been married for more than half a year. Why is there no movement in your stomach? Om?"

"How could I know this?" Xiuqin said a little twisted.

"That won't work, you have to get pregnant quickly." Li Yunlong said, "Old Li is a good move in war, and he is not vague in giving birth. Let's go and leave. Don't have breakfast before going back, and plow your piece of land."

"You're going to die." Xiuqin was embarrassed.

Li Yunlong laughed.

...

Almost at the same time, in Gujiayu Village.

In the morning light, the villagers of Gujiayu returned home with the food they had snatched up overnight.

Whether it is the elderly, women, children, or young and middle-aged people, they all have fun, especially those old farmers. After living at such an old age, they have actually encountered many good years. However, in previous years, even if they encountered good years, they could not afford a few kilograms of surplus grain at home. Unlike this year, they almost couldn't finish their food at home.

Seeing the last fellow villagers walking into the tunnel with grain on their backs, the millet finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The task of autumn harvest has been completed, so it is time to deal with the Japanese and puppet troops outside the village. Logically speaking, we should wait for a day and then move until the evening, but Guzidi no longer wants to wait any longer.

With a whistle, more than 20 militias rushed out of the cornfield where they had broken their sticks. One of the big militias was carrying a Type 96 light machine gun on his shoulder. The Gujiayu militia actually had a grenade launcher, but they were not brought out, but stayed in the village with Gu Xiaobei.

"Everyone is here." Gu Zidi waved.

More than twenty militiamen immediately surrounded them.

After saying this, Guzidi said again: "Did you remember it all? Use a rifle to shoot, don't fire the machine gun, our bullets are expensive."

"Remember." More than 20 militia nodded and then hid in the cornfield again.

The cornfield also carried a large sack from the ground, and the sack was filled with bags of corn, which were heavy.

With a sack of corn on his back, the millet pretended to be on the wrong path. He accidentally appeared in the sight of the main bunker. He turned around and ran away when he found that it was wrong, but he couldn't run fast with the sack on his back.

The Japanese puppet army guarding the main bunker was indeed deceived.

"Don't run! Stop!" Soon the Japanese puppet troops caught up.

Two Japanese and six puppet troops chased and fired while chasing, but did not shoot at Guzidi.

In fact, before setting up this plan, Gu Xiaobei raised questions, thinking it was too risky, but Gu Zidi insisted that the Japanese would not rush to beat him to death.

Facts prove that the judgment of Mizudi is correct.

The Japanese puppet army quickly caught up and surrounded him.
To be continued...