The evening breeze blows slowly, bringing a long-lost refreshing feeling, which easily wipes away the irritability and heat in everyone's body. And the little insects in the fields that keep humming, hovering above the grass, just need to hold a stone
Throwing it in, it was like a stone stirred up a thousand waves, splashing out more firefly grass that lit up the stars. Looking up at the stars in the night sky, Tang Cheng's frowning eyebrows finally relaxed a little.
"Company Commander, dinner is ready." A head poked out from the eaves. The honest and straightforward Tieniu brought dinner to Tangcheng. Although many people died in the village, food still had to be eaten. After burying relatives and
Following the corpses of the invaders, the surviving villagers made a hasty dinner. Tang Cheng and a group of guerrillas who were preparing to defend Lijia Pu were the first to eat.
"Thank you." Taking the big blue and white bowl handed over by Tieniu, Tang Cheng couldn't help showing a surprised look on his face. There was not only rice and vegetables in the bowl, but also a burnt and shiny omelette on the rice. Tang Cheng
He used chopsticks to stir up the vegetable leaves attached to the rice, and an alluring aroma hit his nostrils. Even the well-educated Tangcheng's stomach growled unsatisfactorily at this time.
"The village chief Grandpa originally wanted to kill the chickens, but our captain disagreed. They are all hens. We should keep the ones that lay eggs. It would be a pity to kill them." Xu misunderstood Tang Cheng's doubts, and Tieniu was a little embarrassed.
Tie Niu gave a stuttering explanation. He had always heard that the Japanese soldiers were like bandits and had become a habit of robbing people's homes. Tang Cheng was surprised that there were fried eggs in his bowl. Tieniu thought that Tang Cheng was thinking this.
The food is not good.
Knowing that his doubts had been misunderstood by Tie Niu, Tang Cheng did not explain. Too many explanations would make this straightforward guy even more uneasy. Under Tie Niu's slightly nervous gaze, Tang Cheng served the food with bamboo chopsticks.
After entering his mouth, the vegetable leaves had a bit of toughness and a slight bitterness. Tang Cheng could tell that they were wild vegetables. But Tang Cheng had to admit that this bowl of rice should be the most delicious food he had eaten after leaving Wuhan.
Putting all the steaming food in the big bowl into his stomach, feeling the food slowly transforming into his own physical strength, Tang Cheng lay on his back on the roof and looked up at the stars, looking around at the people who should have been living a pampered life in Shanghai.
Old children. In the place closest to Tangcheng, Lao Dongbei is cleaning his light machine gun. As his fingers continue to rotate, occasionally a ray of moonlight will be projected on the machine gun, with a metallic cold and sharp texture.
The reflection instantly stung Tang Cheng's eyes.
Sitting next to Lao Dongbei was Liu Shitou. Looking at him, he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. Liu Shitou had the same stubbornness and passion as Liu Yangyang, but after all, he was still only a 15-year-old child with limited physical strength.
Far from being able to compare with the battle-hardened Tang Cheng and the others, Liu Shitou's ability to persist for just this moment after a whole day of fierce fighting may have been Liu Shitou's limit.
Looking at the half piece of dry biscuit still held in Liu Shitou's hand, Tang Cheng could only curse in his heart, "This damn world, the damn Japanese." If it weren't for the Japanese invasion, people as big as himself and Liu Shitou would
, they should still be in school or living a free life. If not, I wouldn't have to go all the way from Shanghai to this unfamiliar place. Perhaps he noticed Tangcheng's uneasiness, and the old Northeastern man who was wiping his machine gun
He raised his head and smiled, "We are here to eat this bowl of rice. Life and death have long been ignored. Since Shitou has taken this path, his life is no longer his. There is nothing to worry about."
Tang Cheng, who had seen through Old Dongbei's thoughts, pretended to turn around and look around. No one else could be seen in the darkness, but Tang Cheng knew that according to his arrangement, there were two people about a hundred meters away from the village entrance.
A guerrilla who serves as an outpost. Once there is any disturbance at the entrance of the village, Tang Cheng, the temporary commander, can get the information in advance and then make the necessary response. Not only the entrance of the village, but also the four directions of Lijia Pu have been arranged by Tang Cheng
Sentries and the guerrillas' familiarity with the terrain here were fully exploited by Tangcheng.
As with previous methods, after Tang Cheng returned to the village, he concentrated all the grenades in the hands of the guerrillas, and also took the mortars and artillery shells that the guerrillas could not use. The guerrillas would not use those two guns.
Tangcheng and the others don't know how to fire artillery shells, but Tangcheng doesn't intend to just let those few mortar shells sit idle. Just because they can't use mortars to control the enemy doesn't mean that Tangcheng doesn't have other ways to use them.
Fire artillery shells to unleash their power.
Tie the mortar shell with the safety pin removed and the grenade together and bury it deep underground. Cover the burial point with gravel. As long as the grenade is fired, the mortar shell tied with the grenade will become a landmine. Although it is more powerful than
Initially, the cannon projectiles were smaller, but compared to hand grenades, they were much larger. The homemade booby traps were placed by Tang Cheng in the north of the village that was breached twice by the Japanese army during the day. In order to prevent them from following the same old path, Tang Cheng still placed the booby traps in the village.
Five guerrillas were deployed in the north.
"Whether it is a gun or a bullet or other weapons, for soldiers, they are just tools to kill the enemy and just consumables. Using it directly to kill people on the battlefield is a way to use it to do what we want to do.
It is also a method of use that allows us to kill the enemy better. None of us will use these two mortars, but we cannot let them idle. It is perfect to use mortar shells to make booby traps.
"These are the original words told by Tang Cheng to Song Tieshan, and also the original words told by Professor Xie Bo and Liu Yangyang to Tang Cheng.
The night was getting darker and darker. Tang Cheng came down from the roof and wandered around the village. Tang Cheng slowly inspected his layout. Almost at the same time, a tragic offensive and defensive battle that others had seen was in his mind.
Constant confrontations and constant deductions. During the day, when Tang Cheng used grenades and mortar shells to create booby traps, Song Tieshan was very interested in Tang Cheng's methods. After experiencing the battle during the day, Song Tieshan knew the abilities of these three policemen well and could
It is definitely not easy to attack and kill dozens of Japanese soldiers with only a few people.
Knowing the terrifying potential of Tangcheng, Song Tieshan tried his best to bring Tangcheng into his camp. If there is such a person who can fight in the guerrillas, the name of the Lijiapu guerrillas will be very famous.
The moment they crossed the land of Jingchu. As for Song Tieshan's invitation to talk before the war, Tang Cheng knew what the other party wanted. Song Tieshan wanted to stay here to help the guerrillas, which was impossible. This was completely contrary to his own ideas.
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Song Tieshan suddenly hummed a song. This was the "Song of the Guerrilla" composed by the famous lyricist He Luting in 1937 and dedicated to all the Eighth Route Army soldiers. Tangcheng had never heard of this song.
In addition, Song Tieshan also lowered his voice, so Tang Cheng could only hear clearly one sentence: Every bullet kills an enemy. Frankly speaking, Song Tieshan really has no talent for singing. Not only is he tone deaf and out of tune, but he also can't speak clearly.
, but Song Tieshan's focused expression made Tang Cheng look sideways.
Tang Cheng did not say anything about the lyrics he heard, but Lao Dongbei, who had come over at some point, laughed at Song Tieshan's lyrics. "Captain Song, I don't know how your guerrillas train new recruits, but I know how to do it on the battlefield."
It's impossible for the little devils to stand there and wait for you to shoot them, so there's no story about one shot at a time. If that's possible, just send a few carts of bullets to your guerrillas, and you alone can do it.
Kill all the little devils."
Listening to Old Northeast's almost provocative words, Tang Cheng said nothing. Old Northeast was his. Besides, Tang Cheng was also amused by the lyrics Song Tieshan sang. He asked to see how Song Tieshan answered. Song Tieshan answered simply.
, "It's funny to say it. When I first joined the team, the company commander only gave me a grenade. A year later, I got my own gun. It's a pity that I had the gun, but there were only 3 bullets. I
I fought in three battles with that gun, and when I was ordered to form a guerrilla force, there were still three bullets in the rifle."
Song Tieshan avoided Liu Yangyang's provocation with a self-deprecating or ridiculing answer, which made Tang Cheng label him an old fox in his heart. Perhaps because he didn't want to be provoked by Liu Yangyang all the time, Song Tieshan immediately started chatting with Tang Cheng, throwing
As Song Tieshan was the guerrilla leader, Tang Cheng had a good impression of this man in his thirties, who exuded a sense of honesty and honesty. Like everyone else in the guerrillas, Song Tieshan looked too ordinary.
It was so ordinary that if he put down the gun in his hand and grabbed a hoe, no one would believe that such an honest and honest man actually shot and killed 6 Japanese soldiers with his own hands.
"Our Eighth Route Army is not as wealthy as yours. I heard that your recruits can all have the opportunity to practice with 20 rounds of ammunition, and they have military uniforms, military pay and food. When I first joined the army, I used a red tassel gun, which was later issued to
My rifle was also taken from the enemy by myself, but the bullets were a little short, there were only three rounds, but I was never willing to use it. Every time I killed the enemy with a bayonet." I always heard Song Tieshan talk about his gun.
and three rounds of bullets, Old Dongbei lost interest in listening. Liu Yangyang stood up and left, but he didn't know that Song Tieshan did this on purpose. He wanted to find an opportunity to chat with Tang Cheng alone.
"Wait a minute, I'll go to the village entrance with you to have a look." Seeing Liu Yangyang getting up to leave, Tang Cheng, who had been acting as an audience member, also stood up. Before Song Tieshan could say anything to persuade him to stay, Tang Cheng and Lao Dongbei had already left the yard.
The village entrance is gone. The Kuomintang and the Communist Party are mortal enemies. This is what Liu Yangyang told Tangcheng. Although he does not know the Communist Party very well, Tang Cheng also knows that the Eighth Route Army is the army of the Communist Party. Besides, he is a Communist officer and is destined to be...