Chapter 513

He picked up the old hen that was no longer alive and threw it to the old man's feet. The thick man said as if he was giving an order: "Clean up, make a pot of chicken soup, make a few more dishes, don't be reluctant to put oil."

"This is the chicken that lays eggs!" For the families in the village, an old hen that can only lay eggs is the main source of supplementing the household income. Usually, they accumulate a few eggs, change their needles, threads, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, etc. all rely on a chicken ass.

Generally, ordinary people will not be willing to kill the chicken that can lay eggs until they have no choice. The old hen who has devoted his life to the old master died in front of him. Why is the old man not so heartbroken that he wishes to pounce on him and cry and rob the earth?

"What nonsense, go quickly!" The thick man looked impatient.

The magpie nest is occupied. These guys are holding gun handles in their hands. Their evil son is the one who kills people without blinking. For the sake of the whole village, the old man had to surrender. He held the old hen with tears in his tears and walked towards the kitchen. His hunched body seemed to have grown older for more than ten years.

Looking at the old man's vicissitudes of life, "I'm immortal!" The stout man muttered, turned around and walked into the main hall.

"Mr. Duan! I'm leaning on you, but I'm just holding the gods' thighs. You should take more care of me!" The stout man who looked fierce to his father was respectful to Mr. Duan who was sitting in the main hall.

"It's good to say it, when I see Colonel Anxi, I will definitely say a few more good words for you." Mr. Duan despised the strong man in his heart. This guy is a cruel executioner. I heard that even his mother could do it. If this guy hadn't been determined to pro-Japanese and anti-communist, he wouldn't have asked this local snake who is familiar with this area to discuss the plan together.

"My future is for Brother Duan." The strong man even changed his name from Mr. to Brother to show closeness. The status of the Japanese main combat troops is not comparable to the miscellaneous mixed troops in the local strongholds. He has long offended the people of the surrounding villages. If he didn't find a strong backer, it would be difficult to live a worried life all day. Now there is a regular Japanese brigade stationed nearby, and he is not familiar with the place and is employed. This opportunity is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him. It is only a matter of someone to introduce him. It can be said that he has a bright future in the future.

"Well! If you want Brother Zeng to help you in the future, you must be proud of your face!" Mr. Duan laughed, his contempt in his heart remained unabated, something! Before he saw Colonel Anxi, he thought about getting to power.

"It must be! I, Zeng Liu, must remember Brother Duan's kindness, and I will give you instructions if you have any questions in the future! I will go through fire and water without hesitation!" The strong man patted his chest and said.

The two looked at each other and laughed in a very false way. They just used each other and took their own needs.

After suffering a great loss from the fourth company of the 12th District Team, the Anxi Brigade did not even get the hair of the fourth company, but was isolated by the rigorous walls and cleared the world and had no way to revenge. Colonel Anxi thought he was suffering a loss and was unfamiliar with his life. He was so angry that he ignored the scandal of the brigade being taken advantage of by a team of small Tujiao Route Forces. He immediately sent a telegram to the base camp, requesting that people familiar with the local area be sent to assist in the extermination of Tujiao Route Forces.

The Japanese army headquarters in Shijiazhuang was naturally happy that a passing brigade took the initiative to help them eliminate the headache-prone Eighth Route Army. He naturally had full assistance to the Anxi Brigade. He immediately sent Duan Guishan, the leader of the Seventh Brigade of the 1417 Special Forces who were familiar with the intelligence work in the Hebei-Shenzhen area, to report to the Anxi Brigade to assist in the extermination of the Eighth Route Army guerrillas. In fact, the Seventh Brigade can be said to be an old opponent of the third regiment. Both sides were extremely jealous enemies when they met.

The old man washed the old hens in the kitchen with tears in his eyes. He shivered and lit firewood in the stove. The black chimneys were scattered with blue smoke. In order not to cause disaster to the villagers, the old man could only do his best to prepare the vegetables. While thinking about his worries, he numbly grabbed the firewood into the stove. Suddenly, he grabbed the empty space with one hand and looked to the side. He stood up and walked to the next firewood to move the firewood, but heard a sound coming from the main hall next door.

The old man's wood-room is on the right side of the main hall. The old houses that have been passed down from generation to generation have long been damaged. A wall full of wild earthen walls separates the main hall and the main hall. Several holes dug out by rats on the wall behind the old furniture can easily let people in the main hall hear the movements in the main hall.

The curiosity and instinct of human beings made the old man involuntarily come to those holes.

“……Brafts…Tu Eighth Route…”

“………Eliminate…Zone 12th District…Hehe…”

“……Kill all…”

It didn't matter if I heard this, but the few words I heard vaguely made the old man feel scared and sweated. He was a villain who was holding a group of dog traitors and wanted to lead the Japanese to destroy the 12th District Team, and also encouraged the Japanese to massacre the village to establish their authority.

The old man didn't dare to listen anymore, for fear that the traitors in the main hall and the yard would find out about his abnormality. He hurriedly picked up a stack of firewood and walked out, continued to sit next to the stove, pretending to be nothing, and continued to cook, but his heart felt as anxious as if it was overturned.

Pretending to surrender to the tyranny, the old man gave the group of traitors a table of good food without showing any expression.

"Old guy, how can I have vegetables or not?! Go, come and have a jar of wine! You need good wine!" The thick man Zeng Liu glanced at a table of food with his eyes, turned his head against human relations, and threw out a few oceans.

The old man silently picked up the ocean. His submissive attitude made Zeng Liu sneer, but he said in his heart that it is better to have a gun in his hand these days. For this old guy, as long as I sniff the gun, aren't you afraid that you will be disobedient?!

The other spies also looked at the old man gloatingly. I really don’t know how this old guy raised Zeng Liu, the treasure.

At Linru's door, Duan's son Duan, who was winding at the door, slapped a spy at a spy. The spy nodded and quietly followed the old man who was going out to drink. Obviously, these spies still did not relax their vigilance.

The old man walked out the door and pretended to be honest and went to drink wine. He took a look around. After all, ordinary villagers and old and fainted, they had no anti-reconnaissance experience. The old man did not realize that there were spies behind him surveillance, thinking that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, so he gritted his teeth, but did not go to the grocery store in the village.

Where is this old guy going?! No! The old guy wants to escape. The spy who found that the old man was not in normal circumstances did not care about tracking, surveillance and keeping his hidden traces. He took out his pistol and shouted, "Old guy! Stop!"

"Stop! If you don't stop, I'm going to shoot!" The spy shouted from behind. The old man looked back in shock and understood that his intention had been exposed, but he had no intention of stopping.

Bang! ~ The spy fired!

The old man shook and suddenly exploded from somewhere. He was completely different from an old man who should have the strength and agility. Relying on his familiarity with the terrain in the village, he stepped on his legs and walked straight around the path in the village, completely ignoring the shouts and gunshots of the spies behind him, and ran desperately outside the village.

The old man only has one belief in his heart. As long as he can find the Eighth Route Army, there will be rescue in the village!

In the evening, Li Wei led a platoon from the Fourth Company to mobilize and transfer all nearby villages, and then prepared to find a place to prepare dinner. The company-level cadres are grassroots officers on the front line, and many jobs have to be practiced. Unlike other troops, there are orders who do everything. Li Wei also has to scoop a steel engineer shovel and dig a pit on the ground to make a soil stove. After the village cleared the fields, they had already sealed the stove. They couldn't stay there at all. They could only dig the marching stove and set the pot by themselves for dinner.

Digging a stove is also very particular. Those with fewer troops dig more stoves. This is because the fox pretends to be a tiger's power. Those with more troops dig less stoves, but they pretend to be a pig and eat tigers. A platoon led by Li Wei digs twice as much as a stove pit than a company needs. It is obviously a mystery, so that the enemy cannot grasp the real strength of Li Wei's platoon.

Just as Li Wei was holding the engineer shovel and preparing to dig a marching stove randomly, a militia came over and stood attentively saluting, saying, "Report, an old man wants Corps Li!"

"Old man?" Li Wei stopped digging a marching stove in his hand and scratched his head. It was impossible for him to have any relatives named Li in this area?!

"Let him come here!" Li Wei inserted the engineer's shovel heavily to the ground.

An old man with sweat and dust on his face was supported by two militiamen who were sympathetic to the old man. When he saw Li Wei, he seemed to have found a relative and staggered over, obviously knowing Li Wei.

"Uncle, it's you!" Li Wei recognized the house he knocked on during the day and enthusiastically gave him tea.

"Comrade Eighth Route Army! You're looking for you!" The old man gasped and his face was pale and weak. Such a long journey was overwhelming for an elderly man. His cloth shoes had been worn open, revealing his toes. However, the old man ignored his fatigue and grabbed Li Wei's hand tightly and said indifferently: "I, I'm so sorry for you!"

"Uncle, take a break first and talk slowly!" It was not easy for an old man to run so far to find Li Wei. Li Wei said to the militia beside him: "Please help me get a bowl of candy water!" The village where the old man is located is not far from Li Wei's current location. Looking at the old man's simple appearance along the way, he obviously urgently needs a bowl of candy water rich in calories to replenish his energy.
Chapter completed!