Ma Qian'an appeared in a warehouse. This was not a Japanese warehouse or a pseudo-government warehouse. This was a merchant's warehouse. Now it is impossible to judge whether the merchant was operating properly or whether he was a traitor with the pseudo-government. He had no time to investigate the truth. Ma Qian'an could not punish the merchant for confiscating the enemy's property.

According to the information reported one after another, when the soldiers searched the warehouses of the pseudo-government and the military and police, they did not find enough cotton and cloth, but tens of thousands of meters of cloth, woolen materials and hundreds of bags of high-quality cotton were piled up in the warehouse.

The businessman had a capable face, but there was a hint of fear on it. A manager-like figure following him also had a helpless look.

There was a neat team standing outside the warehouse gate. The cars seized from the enemy were also parked nearby, with the car panels wide open and waiting for the goods to be loaded.

"Sir, are you a surname? It's a big deal!" Ma Qian'an raised his head and squinted his eyes. After estimating the amount of fabric and cotton, he turned around and asked the businessman following behind him with a smile.

"The little surname is Jin, just a living, the small business is very small, and I can't catch my eyes." The merchant, no matter how kind Ma Qian'an looked, still bent down and smiled.

"What's the gold?" Ma Qian'an saw that the merchant was wearing an authentic man's jacket and added, "Manchu?"

"Hehe, hehe..." The businessman surnamed Jin smiled awkwardly. Seeing that Ma Qian'an was still interested, he had to reply: "Jin Jiashan, the family gave birth to a son, and the master gave him a surname."

"Well." Ma Qian'an was not interested in the master he mentioned. He probably had a role like Manchu relatives and nobles. After Puyi became the "emperor", many Manchu nobles in the past entered the senior management of various governments, and many people used their power to start business transactions. This is a common phenomenon.

"Brother Jin, is this your master's goods? I'll ask for them all." Ma Qian'an casually scratched the surroundings with his fingers.

Kim Jiashan's face began to change with Ma Qian'an's words, slowly turning red, his expression became nervous, and his forehead was sweating.

The manager standing on the other side was also very nervous. He had already realized that Ma Qian'an had a crush on this batch of goods and he could not stop it, but if he didn't even dare to say something, how should he explain to the owner of this batch of goods in the future? After a fierce struggle in his heart, he had to stutter his "protest": "This hero, you have to sign a name so that we know that the goods are gone and I don't know who took them away. Our boss will take our lives. You will always be pitiful to us servants, so leave a way out."

"Chi!" Ma Qian'an laughed. He thought that the two of them regarded themselves as the king of the mountain. He patiently explained the identity of their team to the two, and stated that the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces should be taken into account in the implementation of the three major disciplines and eight items, and strictly enforced military disciplines. He would never plunder the property of the people and legitimate industrialists and commercial workers for no reason. Finally, Ma Qian'an changed his tone, "However, we implemented a confiscation policy for enemy and pseudo-protected property, and punished traitors who devoted themselves to the Japanese and harmed the Chinese. They should not only confiscate their property, but also take their lives!"

Immediately afterwards, Ma Qian'an added: "The same is true for Manchu traitors. Don't forget that the country they sell is called China!"

The last sentence Ma Qian'an said it sternly, which scared Jin Jiasun so much that he shivered. He thought just now that he was not a Han or a Manchu. The word traitor did not apply to him. Although it was a quibbling, who told you not to say it?

Kim Jia-sun lowered his head and did not dare to speak anymore. He knew what his master was doing. He was worried if he was a "Manchukuo" who could be a traitor according to the Anti-Japanese United Nations standards.

"We don't have time to figure out whether the things in this warehouse are enemy products, so we will buy these goods at the market price. Don't worry." Ma Qian'an walked to the pile of tweed fabrics, chased them carefully with his hands, evaluating the quality, turned his head to say to the two.

The sound of nature! Kim Jiasun and the yellow-faced manager heard this clearly. After being stunned, they were as if they were stimulant, and their frustrated face immediately turned into surprise.

"Take it seriously?" Kim Jiasun asked with a face full of hope.

"I'm not good at lying." Ma Qian'an was also very "sincere".

When the decision was made to attack Tieli County, the leadership of the column had reached an agreement. Based on the successful experience of each guerrilla area or base area, the Anbin Column also organized a set of its own things. The principle they mainly based on was a series of summaries conveyed by the Eighth Route Army headquarters. Especially this passage, the officers of the Anbin Column could recite it.

The victory or defeat of the struggle between the enemy and us depends on the people, first of all, the attitude of the people in the enemy-occupied area. Even if the people oppose the enemy and are neutral to us, it will only facilitate the enemy. Therefore, we must have correct policies. Not only should the policies of the base area be correct, but we should especially have a clear set of policies in the enemy-occupied area. Otherwise, mistakes will be made and easily taken advantage of by the enemy-occupied area, while the enemy is good at using our weaknesses to make up for their basic weaknesses in the Sino-Japanese contradiction. Experience proves that in the past, the people in the enemy-occupied area adopted a neutral or even opposing attitude towards us, which gave the enemy a great development. Experience proves that in the past, the people in the enemy-occupied area adopted a neutral or even opposition attitude towards us due to our mistakes in policies, which gave the enemy a great development.

Ming: If the work in the enemy-occupied area is not carried out, the base area must retreat; the guerrilla areas cannot persist, not only the base area must retreat, but also lose the favorable position to advance to the enemy-occupied area. Experience also proves that in the enemy-occupied area, it is inevitable that the guerrilla areas will fail to adopt simple and rigid methods, and they must take care of the environment there, and all plans to protect the interests of the people, and propose appropriate methods of fighting against the enemy will be supported by the people and win. Experience particularly proves that whoever cares about the people's problems can help the people find ways to fight against the enemy and protect the interests of the people will be the army loved by the masses.

There are also a group of intelligent brains in the enemy. They will seize our mistakes and make a big fuss and compete with us for the support of the people. At this point, we must have a clear understanding and not take it for granted.

Therefore, it becomes necessary to strictly implement the policy of enemy-occupied areas and win potential people's support.

The rest of the work was natural. Ma Qian'an called out the logistics director of the column who had seized a lot in the bank and asked him to calculate these accounts with Jin Jiashan. After instructing the soldiers to load the goods, he took his people to the next destination.

Zhou Yucheng started the publicity work after the battle. Now the speeches from the loudspeakers can be heard all over the city. This is an event organized by Zhou Yucheng.

Propaganda for the enemy and the people in the enemy-occupied areas have always been our army's magic weapon. Zhou Yucheng has a clear understanding of the energy that can be generated by this kind of work.

Carrying out extensive and in-depth anti-Japanese propaganda and ethnic education to stimulate the people's enthusiasm for anti-Japanese resistance, and to crack down on the enemy's trick of "Japan-Manchuria and Manchuria to coexist and prosper together" to deceive the people. This is what the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces must do at this stage and also a good work.

War is not just a duel of material power, but also a struggle at the spiritual level. No matter how many people a nation that has lost its mental power has, what is the use of having a lot of wealth? It is just a huge group of slaves and lambs to be slaughtered!

The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces, which had loaded the goods, began to retreat in an orderly manner. The main streets of Tieli County were loaded with large trucks and cars. On both sides of the traffic were filled with joy and strict military appearance, they shouted horns and carried out armed parades with powerful steps, showing the ordinary people in the county the new atmosphere of this anti-Japanese force.

Some vehicles were confiscated, some were bought. Of course, some people who owned large trucks refused to sell them. The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces paid a certain fee to rent them. The 20-odd truck was unloaded on the edge of the forest. After unloading, the car owner drove the truck back. The price was fair and there were all kinds of forms. But in fact, those who sold the trucks were more suitable. The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces could not drive the vehicles into the forest. They would leave large trucks and only relocate the driving livestock.

Ma Qian'an followed the mobile command center. Because he had a walkie-talkie, Ma Qian'an did not need to set up his own command in one place. All information would be reported to him in a timely manner even if he was in a mobile state.

He knew what the troops entering the city were doing now, he knew what the enemy reinforcements were doing in the direction of Qingcheng, which was more than ten kilometers away from the city, and he knew what Zhou Yucheng was doing, Zhang Fangrong, Li Fengshan was doing, Li Siqing, and Lu Bingrui were doing, in short, everything was in his mind.

"Sunflower is in hand, I have the country! Haha..." Ma Qian'an gently stroked the walkie-phone on the communicator's body and said softly to himself.

"Commander, what did you say?" The young correspondent turned his head and looked at Ma Qian'an curiously.

Ma Qian'an had to pretend to be confused and answered him in a different way: "What a baby! It's like a small battlefield real-time communication system."

"What is real-time communication?"

"I think about it myself! I ask you to read more books, but you can practice that all day long." Ma Qian'an raised his fingers and tapped the little correspondent's head. This kid likes to ask questions, but he hasn't finished asking any questions.

Ma Qian'an almost left the city with the last group of teams. He saw a large group of prisoners who advanced to the team near the city gate. Many of these guys took off their military uniforms and wore ordinary people's clothes. The prisoners sat peacefully in an empty field and listened to the preaching of political cadres of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces. Among them was Guang Yi, and Guang Yi was also wearing a sweatshirt and a bloody cloth strip wrapped around his head, covering his blind eye. From the outside, he looked just a standard wounded soldier. Cao Yajie sat next to him, and there were several soldiers suspected of being close friends who were covering Guang Yi intentionally or unintentionally.

Guangyi mentioned that he can now instigate dozens of pseudo-police policemen who advanced to the team, but if he agrees to return to the team, his role will be much smaller. After all, a good underground worker is more effective than bringing dozens of people over. Ma Qian'an and Guangyi have agreed to use Guangyi. If Guangyi does not reveal his identity, Ma Qian'an hopes that he can continue to lurk.

Seeing that Guangyi seemed to be injured, Ma Qian'an slowed down and stared at Guangyi's face with concern.

Ma Qian'an's concern was noticed by Guangyi. He turned his face away as if nothing had happened and did not look at Ma Qian'an, so as to avoid his eye contact with Ma Qian'an and aroused other people's guesses. Although Guangyi was moved by Ma Qian'an's comrades, he could not express it and had to dodge.

Most of these captured pseudo-police members were from other provinces. When they heard that the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces did not hurt them, they could let them go back, and almost all of them chose to go home.

The political cadre responsible for propaganda finally evacuated. He worked for a long time. There were only a few prisoners of more than 30 people who were willing to join the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces. The rest said they wanted to go home. He waved a paper slip in his hand in anger and shouted depressedly: "I have recorded your names. If you join the reactionary armed forces again after returning home and work hard for the Japanese, you will be a hardcore traitor! We will catch one and kill the other."

There was a buzzing below, and someone was dissatisfied with an objection: "I can't help myself! The little Japanese forced me to join the army, and if I don't, I will die!"

"What do you think?" The political cadre shook the paper in his hand, "I asked you to join the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces and said that you would go home to farm, and you would be arrested by the Japanese to join the army when you go home to farm. What do you think?"

Seeing that the cadre couldn't grasp the point, Ma Qian'an coughed and walked behind him and quietly taught him a few words.

After flashing out of the door, Ma Qian'an finally heard what he wanted to hear.

The political cadres received guidance and used another way of thinking. He shouted: "Okay, even if you are no longer in the ranks, can you do what you can do after seeing the Anti-Japanese United Nations League, and don't aim at it, and fire guns in places where no one is there?"

"Can it be? It's almost the same..., my marksmanship is not accurate anyway..." The prisoners hesitated and gave the answer.
Chapter completed!