Chapter 273 Contest in the Jungle (2)
Put down the receiver of the walkie-phone and Ma Qian walked to a small high ground.
There were dozens of large trucks parked in the valleys and depressions below the small highlands, filled with various "trophys", and all kinds of bulk goods such as cotton, cloth, grain, etc. These trucks were collected by the people who volunteered to join the army. Many of them were snatched from the suppressed traitors' houses while the chaos was taken advantage of, and some were brought from the boss. Ma Qian'an had heard the report and was helpless about this act of stealing people's carts indiscriminately. Every time the team entered a "tribal group", some people attracted some, and some of them did not master the standards and snatched some innocent big owners. But now it is impossible to accurately count which property belongs to those big owners who have never been traitors. If they want to compensate them, it will take a period of time to count them before they can be implemented.
Compensation must be done. Some big-name households are not easy to work. Most of them are going to go to Guandong to work hard, and they keep up the family business they have worked hard. During the busy farming period, the owner also tied a small hemp rope around his waist to work. It is unreasonable to steal such a family. It is not possible to not pay back the money to others. Otherwise, those big-name households might even scold the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces. Wouldn't the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces become real bandits?
Ma Qian'an has severely criticized Song Jishi, the captain of the first squadron who was responsible for attacking various tribes to collect materials. Song Jishi is now conducting statistics, and the statistics are unclear for a while. Some people do not tell the truth. They have "valuable items" they have brought to the sheep, and are afraid that they will cause trouble if they say it.
After looking at it for a while, Ma Qian'an gave up his intention to figure this out today. Let's talk about it later. How can the masses improve their awareness in one day? After arriving at the Little Xing'anling Base, let Zhou Yucheng do it.
After a walk around, Ma Qian'an instructed the instructor of the first squadron, Yao Yupeng, to arrange for these people to prepare to open fire on the spot, use the pots they carry to cook the grain, fried noodles, soybeans and rice, and Ma Qian'an's troops were exhausted and they had to be replenished. These people still had to move, and it was inconvenient to travel long distances. Many places could not pass through large trucks, and the supplies could not be taken away with the team. All they could take were the food on the road and the small amount of supplies carried by mules and horses. The rest could only be found to be buried.
Ma Qian'an gave them a day to prepare for these things.
In the evening, Li Fengshan came back with two soldiers. As soon as he jumped off the horse, he was stunned by the scene in front of him. He saw smoke rising at Chunqiuling, and dozens of fires were set up. Dozens of iron pots of various sizes were set up. Groups of women gathered around the pot and stir-frying the grain with various tools.
Li Fengshan grabbed a passing soldier and asked, "Are you...?"
"Prepare dry food, the commander said that he would cook 10,000 kilograms of grain tonight, and we will take root here."
Hearing this, Li Fengshan immediately threw away the soldier and headed straight for Ma Qian'an. He opened his voice from afar and shouted: "Commander, Commander, are you going to fight a big battle?"
Ma Qian'an immediately made a gesture to Li Fengshan's direction to stop this guy from speaking without any restraint.
Li Fengshan closed his mouth tactfully, turned around and waved to him behind him. The two soldiers came over with their horses, stood still and lifted a "commoner" who was carrying it on the horse's back.
"What I caught on the way was, the bastard was lying in the grass and looked here. It must be a spy." Li Fengshan explained.
As soon as he heard that it was a spy, Ma Qian'an's brows immediately frowned. What he hated the most were these things that worked for the Japanese.
The people on the ground looked very young and were very upset. They sat up squirmingly, and opened their "innocent" eyes and shouted: "My uncle, I'm wronged! I'm not a spy, I want to join you."
Li Fengshan shouted angrily: "Fuck! I'm following you sneakily. Why do you really want to participate? You can just call us! Otherwise, I'll throw you to the common people and see if they don't deal with you."
When he heard that he was handed over to the common people, the man immediately became depressed, lowered his head and looked around and ran around to escape. Seeing his behavior, Ma Qian'an thought about it and called a few active people to identify it. He confirmed that this guy named Ermao was indeed not a good thing. He usually eats, drinks, gambles, and often followed the captain of the Zhuhe County police to fight Qiufeng.
After a little torture, the two cats immediately softened.
"Who are you in touch?"
"Zhuhe Police Captain Cao Dechuan, he asked me to report when I found your place."
"Are you really obedient? How much does it cost to give you?"
Ermao looked at Li Fengshan with guilt and replied in a mosquito-like voice: "One Hundred".
"You!" Li Fengshan kicked the two cats to the ground, "I'll let the dog eat my conscience, someone comes! I'll kill him!"
Ma Qian'an didn't say anything, and looked at Ermao's nose and begging for mercy with contempt.
Two soldiers came over and pulled the two cats like dead dogs up and dragged him to the distance. Seeing the few people walking dozens of steps away, Ma Qian'an suddenly muttered to Li Fengshan a few words. Li Fengshan was stunned and grinned.
Ma Qian'an wants to use people like Ermao to let him go back to report the news. When he goes back, he will react to the situation here to the head of the Japanese. At the earliest, it will be noon tomorrow. By then, we will have already moved. It is difficult for the Japanese to concentrate their troops along the railway. I have to fully mobilize the Japanese and let them pounce here and suffer.
In the early morning of the next day, a squad of soldiers led a large group of men, women, young and old. Ma Qian'an gave the team a death order. He had to walk 200 miles within 4 days to reach the riverside. This was the minimum level. If he was slower, he would be in danger. In order to prevent the Japanese from chasing him along the way, Ma Qian'an ordered these soldiers to set up landmines and thunders along the way.
Some of the supplies in the campsite were not hidden well and were thrown into the valley in a mess.
There were 100 young and strong people among the people. Except for a few who had touched guns, most of them were still the ones who could only swing hoes. Ma Qian'an armed them all with seized weapons, and then drew a small group of cadres and soldiers from each squadron to fill the recruit team. Chen Shizeng, the instructor of the 7th squadron, temporarily served as the squadron leader of the recruit team, and used two hours in the morning to teach them. This team was barely usable.
After all this was arranged, Ma Qian'an led a large group of people to quietly touch the railway line. Instead of taking the best path, he deliberately took a big turn west to avoid possible enemy troops.
Captain Jisong did not sleep for long last night, and sporadic gunfire disturbed his sleep. In order to reduce casualties, he had already shrunk the cordon to a place less than a thousand meters away from the Lily of the Valley Bridge. Although the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces had sporadic harassment, it did not break through his defense.
Half of the bridge has been repaired, and more than a dozen other blown roadbeds on the railway line have been landfilled. According to this progress, it will be opened to traffic the day after tomorrow. At that time, the railway protection tasks can be handed over to the railway police guards that have arrived one after another, and he will be ordered to chase and suppress the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces in the mountains.
At noon, a running truck was driving from the direction of Zhuhe River, sending new information. Ermao and Su Dianrong, the subordinates of Cao Dechuan of the Zhuhe Police Force, made great contributions and obtained information on the location of the Anti-Japanese United Army.
In the temporary tent, Ji Song listened to the report. Then Ji Song followed the situation described by Ermao and found the location of Chunqiuling on the map for a long time. He pointed at the map with his finger and asked suspiciously: "Your accuracy?"
Su Dianrong couldn't wait to nod and replied: "Accurate! Accurate..."
Before Su Dianrong finished speaking, Ermao, who had escaped from "Nine-Death" and pushed Su Dianrong away with a palm, and gave Ji Songtruh a humble smile to compete for me. "Taijun, his timidity has not reached that place, he still listened to me. I personally went to the bandit's nest. If I hadn't escaped from my life, I would have sacrificed my life for the Emperor now."
Looking at the flattering expression of the two cats, Yoshimoto felt disgusted. How dare you say that this humble and small thing like a pug is sacrificed for the Emperor? Are you worthy?
"Hmm? Tell me!", no matter how disgusted you are, Ji Song was unwilling to show it. Now this kind of pug is useful, and occasionally you have to give a smile to enjoy two bones.
"Hay!" Ermao glanced proudly at Su Dianrong who wanted to compete for his merits, twisted and squeezed him aside, and began to tell how he was brave and meticulous and followed him ingeniously. Even if he was unfortunately arrested, he gritted his teeth and did not reveal any secrets. When he was tortured, he thought of the glory of the emperor. In the end, the other party was so angry that he wanted to shoot him. How he was not afraid of the righteousness in the execution ground, and how he pretended to be shot and fell to the ground and rolled down the hillside to escape. He praised himself vividly.
Cao Dechuan, who was standing behind them, purring and swallowing his saliva, his face full of incredible feelings. He knew Ermao was shameless, but he still underestimated his shamelessness. This is not a human being. This thing is simply this thing only exists in the sky, and it is hard to find a trace of flowers on earth.
This kid's skin is ten times thicker than himself. If he is given a chance, he may have to climb onto his head. Cao Dechuan stared at Ermao with jealousy, and then struggled to recall Ermao's name. If Ermao really made contributions this time, Colonel Yoshimoto would be happy to reward him with an official position, and then he would not be able to meow at that time.
Ji Song finally suppressed his annoyance and took a hard shot of a tree stump that placed the map, preventing the two cats from swinging.
"How many people are? Weapons and equipment? Military logistics? Who is the commander? Say it quickly!"
When asked the key point, Ermao had no words. She scratched her ears and heads and gave the random data, "Oh, Taijun, it was almost dark, and I saw hundreds of people in the valley. There were all spears and machine guns, and the bayonets were shining with scary! The official called a commander, how dare I ask, I was still tied up."
Ji Song frowned and stared at Ermao for a long time, until he was sure that his intuition had not deceived him. The information provided by this guy named Ermao was probably true. The Anti-Japanese United Army could not always be in a mobile state. There should be temporary camps or bases here. If it is too late, they will probably be transferred. Should they go into the fight immediately? It would be a great contribution to success.
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