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"What's our concept of a guerrilla? Poor, rustic, lacking fighting power, right?"

Ah Yi nodded.

"But look at the guerrillas on the other side, each with a 38 cap, an average of ten people with a crooked machine gun, and all they eat are rice and Japanese canned food. They live a better life than our regular army. I'm curious Ah, just ask them, you are doing well, and these weapons are all snatched from the Japanese when they were young, right? They won a lot of victories, right?" Meng Fan looked at A Yi and said, "Guess what happened to them? explain?"

"How to say?"

"They said: Ah, yes, don't you know? There is a masked hero who is elusive in the Japanese-occupied area. Because of his existence, the Japanese night patrols dare not leave the position too far. Occasionally, the guerrilla militiamen in various towns and the expeditionary soldiers who could not go back to the east bank would ambush the patrolling Japanese army and food convoys. "

"Masked hero? I didn't expect such a hero to exist in the enemy-occupied area."

Ah Yi was greatly encouraged, and his whole portrait was rejuvenated. He was always happy to hear the news of victory, even if it was a guy who didn't know the origin.

Meng Fan looked at him with disdain on his face: "Those people also said that if the Japanese army hadn't been scared of being beaten, we would never have arrived in Heshun and left without any danger. Unfortunately, the masked hero has already passed away." It hasn’t shown up for several months, the Japanese are much more courageous than before, they are very worried, they don’t know if that person is dead or something happened.”

"I hope God will bless you. That masked hero is auspicious and safe."

"No, I said are you really confused or fake confused?"

Ah Yi asked him in a daze: "What do you mean by that?"

"Operation in the middle of the night, the Japanese squad that likes to sneak attack out on patrol, has not shown up for several months. Wouldn't you use your brain to compare these characteristics?"

Ah Yi frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly woke up.

"You mean...you mean...he...he..."

"Understood?"

Ah Yi nodded.

Meng troubled and said: "Let's just hang around here and wait to die. He's not idle. Do you still remember that I was arrested by Yu Xiaoqing when I was a deserter?"

"Remember, remember."

"Where's the letter in Dr. Hao's hand? Have you read it?"

"seen it already."

"At that time, I felt that what he said to Yu Xiaoqing had a taste of making excuses, as if he knew that I would have such a difficult situation. My buddy has never figured out why. Hey, now I have the answer. I can't guarantee that he knew about our old man early on. Over there, he is serving as the head of the devil."

Meng Fanran patted his thigh and said: "This Lin Zuo, you are so worried about us."

Ah Yi said: "He...he is really amazing."

thump thump...

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the top of the stairs, and Mudan walked down holding the radio.

"Leader Lin, I got the things."

Ah Yi said: "Why has it been used for a long time?"

Mudan rubbed the back of his head and said, "I want to hear if someone is really singing inside."

Ah Yi put on her military cap and straightened her appearance: "I'm bored, then let's go first."

Meng troubled and said: "Hey, you go all the way, the young master will continue to kneel here."

"Remember to go back before dark."

"I can't forget."

...

The next day, Jiqipo position.

A veteran scooped up oil from the pan and put it in his own food box. The people behind him quit and said a few ugly words, and a group fight inevitably occurred.

Long Wenwen was not there, and Ah Yi's prestige was not enough. Even Dong Dao, who was fighting in the past, was punched twice. It was not until Milong came over with the Czech style that the veterans regained their composure.

However, that doesn't mean things are over.

Long Wenwen sold Lin Yue's radio and bought extra meals for the recruits from the second main regiment, but the old men in the regiment hadn't tasted rice for more than two months, let alone meat.

There is no harm without comparison, and they miss Lin Yue's time in Zenda.

A Yi went to Meng Fanle for help, and found that the young master of Peiping was hiding in a trench not far from the PAK37 anti-aircraft gun, observing the situation on the other side with a telescope.

"I'm bored, go and have a look, there's a fight over there."

"What can I do? Wash yourself, chop it up, throw it into a pot, cook it and stew it until they chew it up? It's all the fault of Master Long, you go to him."

"He... he's not here."

Ah Yi is very troubled, not only frustrated with his lack of ability, but also helpless with reality, and dissatisfied with Long Wenwen.

Lin Yue left almost 600 people in the Qianchuan Legion, what about now? More than 800 mouths. The point is that there is obviously a lack of food and clothing, and that person is still poaching the corners of the main force. The newcomers eat twice a day, but what about the veterans? Boiled plantains in salted water are still available in rations. It’s okay to persist in this situation for a week and a half. If you play like this for a long time, it’s no wonder that there are no problems.

"I really don't know what he thinks?"

Bu Lai, who was eating next to him, finished his last mouthful of rice: "You bastard, he's going to starve us to death."

Veterinarian Hao, who crushed the remaining shredded tobacco in the butt of the cigarette and put it in a cloth bag, glanced at them and said nothing.

"Hey, hey, hey, how do you say that?"

Ah Yi looked annoyed at Meng and said, "What are you talking about?"

"That person is Takeuchi Lianshan, right? Badun has rebelled!"

"Show me." Ah Yi took the binoculars, and sure enough, he saw a middle-aged man on the other side of the mountain who was wiping his Zuoguan knife with a white handkerchief, surrounded by two dogs, the one with the yellow hair was exactly the same as Badun.

Bula also looked at the other side for a while, and then squatted on the ground: "Haina, Baton was so hungry that he ran to Xiaodongyang's side, dog meat will be lonely."

While a few people were talking, two jeeps drove into the back of the position.

Yu Xiaoqing got out of the car with a sullen face: "You asked me to come to Qipo to watch your scum fight?"

"Teacher seat, teacher seat." Long Wenwen supported his helmet and trotted all the way to the rear of the car to keep up: "Isn't it because there is no food?"

Yu Xiaoqing said, "I didn't withhold your salary, did I?"

Long Wenwen glanced at Tang Ji: "There are a lot more people in the regiment now, and the salary and supplies are still distributed according to the previous standards."

"I thought you brought me to Qiqipo to show off the results of your military training, but I didn't expect you to cry for poverty. You can really do it, Captain Long."

"Master, this is also Master Yu's position."

"Mr. Yu, do you still know that you are from Master Yu? Yes, you are quite kind. You have learned 90% of that supervisor Lin's style. Going to the West Bank is such a big deal, so just leave without making a sound. Already, have you ever thought about what to do if the enemy touches it along the way?"

"Master, what you said... I really..."

"What is it? What is it?" Yu Xiaoqing grabbed his collar: "Are you trying to say that you did the right thing?"

"..."

Long Wenwen didn't dare to look at him.

Not far from them, Tang Ji was standing in the trench wearing a raincoat, whispering something to Ah Yi.

"Major Lin, what are you afraid to say about Di Ni? Don't worry, say it boldly, I will take care of you if something goes wrong. You must know that as a soldier, you must put the interests of the country and Master Yu first. One."

Ah Yi glanced at the new and old cannon fodder on the ground behind him: "Deputy Master Tang, this matter really has nothing to do with Supervisor Lin, he just..."

Tang Ji asked, "Just what?"