(... Experience is made. The same plan may be defeated this time, but it may be made next time. As long as you dare to fight and act again and again, we can stack the experience with the corpse... Excerpted from "Grandpa's Memories of the War of Resistance")

Passing through the outskirts of Wuxi, it can be said that it is walking through the corpses! Almost every roadside, corpses are seen. Those corpses are people, but more of them are soldiers. Because they are carried to the roadside with their hands and feet waiting to be buried, the corpses that happened to be carried when the zombie zombies occurred, maintained a strange shape with limbs facing the sky, and can still be seen clearly under the dim moonlight.

The smell in the air is disgusting. Veterans who have rolled on the battlefield for too long know that it is the smell of burning corpses. The corpses that can be gathered are piled together with tinder oil, not only in the suburbs, but also in the old city. The fireworks of burning corpses are burning in piles in many places, and the flapping flames also illuminate the faces of the burned corpses, which look creepy.

In this way, it was already a scene where the people of Wuxi basically escaped. If they had not escaped, how would they be in a tragic situation?!

Cao Xiaomin walked on the road with forty soldiers dressed up as Japanese soldiers; they were not walking sneakily, but like real Japanese soldiers, even the footsteps of trotting sounded surprisingly consistent - after playing Japanese soldiers for many days, many of them now know how to avoid being seen from flaws.

Lao Zhang, who led the way, couldn't help but look at them with admiration - if he hadn't known in advance, he really couldn't see the difference between this "aggressive" and other Japanese troops. What's more wonderful is that no one else in this team spoke, and Cao Xiaomin, the only one who talked to him, actually used Japanese dialect, and had to be "translated" by another person. That person was Situ Xing, who also knew Japanese but had not such an authentic accent; Situ Xing received some Japanese dialect training from Japanese instructors when he was in Zhonglu.

"The Japanese locked up all the prisoners in several silk factory warehouses run by the Japanese before the war. These warehouses have wharfs, and the water and land transportation are convenient, so it is not difficult to retreat..." Old Zhang said something kept ringing in Cao Xiaomin's ears. He was thinking about every detail. The experience of being chased by the Japanese in Suzhou was too painful... There were wharfs but no ships, and the traffic on the waterway could not be considered. On the contrary, those rivers might become their fatal obstacles; in Suzhou City, the tragedy of half of the company being sniped by a machine gun began to appear in his mind again...

"There are only 500 Japanese soldiers in the city, and they are assigned to guard the city gates. There are not many descendants of the Wengcheng and other warehouses. At most, two squads of Japanese soldiers guarding the captives..." Yes, there are not many Japanese guards, but they are well-equipped, well-trained in various combat conditions, and able to cooperate tactically under various circumstances... No matter how few Japanese guards guard the city are, there are more Japanese than Suzhou. Cao Xiaomin dared not make any other unscrupulous thoughts except to save his brothers...

The destination has arrived. If you can observe every move of the silk factory in the distance in a small building at the intersection during the day, it is night, but the activities of the Japanese under the lights are still vivid in my mind.

"The commander of the guard is Yano..." "Have you heard from other Japanese people calling him in Japanese?..." Cao Xiaomin, who pursued the details, found a corresponding agent who monitored the silk factory before leaving, checked with him personally, and read the pronunciation of "Yano" and several other similar Japanese surnames in Japanese. After obtaining the agent's confirmation, he could believe that the Japanese was really called Yano and not something else.

"The telephone line is connected..." The soldiers who connected the line came to report. This time the action was to get out of wit. They prepared a good plan to cut off the Japanese telephone line, and also send the telephone to say hello to Yano first, and go and retrieve the prisoners...

"Is it Yanojun?!...Shasha...Is Yanojun?Shashasha..." Cao Xiaomin told the military commander in the name of the command center in the countless voices that a large number of wounded soldiers of the 13th Division were removed from the direction of Jiangyin, and they needed blood. Their officers and soldiers would go to the prisoner-of-war camp to pick up a group of wounded soldiers.

There was a needle on the phone line. During the call, the noise was loud and the content was not clear, let alone the sound was clearly distinguished. When it was necessary to pass the words clearly, Cao Xiaomin pulled out the needle; it was intermittent, making the other party impatient and had no time to check more information. Cao Xiaomin and the others were confused. The Japanese in the prisoner-of-war camp believed that a team of soldiers from the 13th Division were coming to escort the prisoners...

Because Cao Xiaomin and his friends were going to pick up more than 200 people, Yano had to call all the Japanese in the two squads to the warehouse to pick them up. When the Japanese in the two squads entered a narrow range where they could not hide, Cao Xiaomin suddenly used a thorn technique behind and twisted Yano's neck. At the same time, six crooked hands blocked all the Japanese invaders and fired wildly. The Japanese sentries on guard at high places were ambushed in the dark and had already quietly aimed at them. They were solved by several rifles... One and a half minutes, annihilation!

When Cao Xiaomin ran to the phone room, the phone was already ringing. He grabbed the phone and looked at the name with a collar seal that was pulled from the Japanese: "...Hiyi... Chief Yano is dealing with it. A group of prisoners wanted to escape, but we beat him to death. The chief wanted to kill a few more people to deter the Chinese...Hiyi, I am Kikuchi..." Cao Xiaomin gasped, listening to the scolding of the command center on the phone while "Hiyi". After asking him to tell Yano not to kill too many people, he hung up the phone...

The plan was successful! The action went smoothly!... Experience was made. The same plan might be defeated this time, but it might be done next time. As long as you dare to fight, as long as you dare to act again and again, we can stack up the experience even with the corpse... Grandpa once told in his memoir how they tried to attack the Japanese's stronghold again and again, and exchanged countless sacrifices for success. Now Cao Xiaomin is just re-taking this path. Suzhou's failure has brought Wuxi's success. He knew that there were more sacrifices to pay and more experience to gain, because this was an eight-year war of resistance!

The more critical the moment, the more calm you are! Cao Xiaomin's action was arranged very carefully this time. He brought four wooden boxes of food to the prisoners - rice balls wrapped in brown sugar. There were not many fists, and they could be swallowed by the prisoners in just two bites, but they could calm the prisoners and have enough physical strength when retreating. Even Lao Zhang had to admire Cao Xiaomin after seeing the scene. The experience he had found was really not a big deal!

The extremely hungry captives ate the rice balls in the strong smell of blood, and everyone's emotions became very calm, especially those brothers who had met Cao Xiaomin, who had recognized him and could hardly help cheer!

"Brothers, come and save us!" "That commander is the Chief Cao Xiaomin who fought with Sihangcang and the Shao family's victory..." The captured brothers couldn't help but whisper in excitement. These soldiers who were fighting desperately with the Japanese the day before, but later, the captured soldiers unknowingly changed from languish prisoners of war to soldiers full of fighting spirit!

It turns out that the three words "Cao Xiaomin" are so powerful in the minds of soldiers!

The evacuation of more than a thousand people was not easy. Cao Xiaomin and others dressed up as Japanese teams to be responsible for opening the road, breaking the rear and guarding each intersection. The prisoners of war who had just escaped were all walking in the center. They had to cross half of Wuxi and leave under the warning of Japanese!

At this moment, these trained soldiers showed that they were better than the farmers who had just picked up their guns. Everyone knew how to act lightly, could see the command gestures, and evacuated nervously but orderly under the command of Cao Xiaomin and others.

When they arrived at the meeting place, they saw "Jiaozi" and Hua Jinlin waiting for them. What made Cao Xiaomin even more overjoyed was that "Jiaozi" and others seized more than 200 guns in the anti-traitor operation!

"Those traitors are just mobs. We easily cleaned up the four posts. None of the fifty people in the orchard ran away and killed them all. They actually had such a large number of guns. I didn't expect that the Japanese probably gave them the weapons they seized. Look, there were three Czech styles. This time the Japanese were so generous..." "Jie Zi" was very happy. He was responsible for commanding a team operation for the first time, which was very smooth; although this was actually a very unsuccessful commander-as the commander, he actually touched the post by himself!

In this operation, Cao Xiaomin did not do anything unplanned. Every link was rigorously carried out according to the pre-arranged drills. Everything went smoothly. Now Cao Xiaomin has a regiment of troops in his hands, and less than four people have a gun! The joy of victory and the confidence to continue to win over every Chinese Democratic Party soldier. As long as they continue to fight, they can win and China will not perish!
Chapter completed!