The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

Although it was said that the devils would not be able to catch up with them in a hurry, but Yang Ling was always cautious and didn't want to capsize in the gutter.

Yang Ling and the others were waiting for a good night's sleep after eating a full meal. The back kitchen in the Li Family Courtyard was already in full swing. More than a dozen cooking soldiers offered to help.

"Father, how's it going?" Li Wenquan saw Li Youde coming back, and rushed to meet him and asked.

Li Youde entered the house, closed the door, sat down, took a sip, and then said: "I found out clearly, they were withdrawn from Jiangyin, and they are going to Nanjing, listen to their tone, stay overnight and leave."

Hearing this, Li Wenquan shook his head hastily: "I'm afraid the imperial army is coming soon. If these Qiu Ba live in the village, there will probably be bad things in all likelihood. We have to find a way to get them to leave quickly."

Li Youde frowned: "But we can't send them away. They have guns in their hands. If they anger them, our Li family will also suffer."

The two father and son were in a dilemma. They were full of joy and prepared to welcome the arrival of the imperial army. Who knew that the retreated defeated soldiers would arrive first, and eating and drinking would be fine.

"Since they won't leave, then take their heads and ask the imperial army for credit!" Li Wenquan had a murderous look on his face after pacing.

Li Youde was so frightened that he hurriedly stood up: "Wenquan, don't be impulsive. Our nursing home has more than ten guns, and there are more than 100 soldiers in the gang. If you can't beat our Li family, it will be over."

"Dad, don't worry, I won't fight them."

Li Youde was puzzled: "Then how do you take credit for their heads?"

"Don't we have rat poison in our house, poison them to death!"

PS: Recently, the war of resistance has blocked a lot, please pray for me.

Text Chapter 248 Mysterious Man

The big red lanterns in the Li family’s mansion are hung high, the lights are bright and people’s voices are buzzing. The big pot is set up and it’s steaming. Pot stew.

The chicken, duck and bacon were also put on the chopping board. The brothers in the cooking class were all good at eating. With the help of the Li family chef, the big bowls of food and wine gradually took shape.

The Li family is one of the largest families in the Li family, and there is no shortage of food. With Li Youde's order, they brought out big bags of rice noodles.

The white flour steamed buns were put on the steamer, which made those brothers from the north swallow their mouths. They were used to eating pasta. When they came to the south to fight, eating rice every day was like swallowing chaff. Seeing these white flour steamed buns, they shouted excitedly.

The brothers who were born in the south cooked fragrant white rice in a big pot, and the tempting aroma hooked out the gluttons in their stomachs.

The logistics system of the National Revolutionary Army is extremely poor. They fought bloody battles on the front line, but they often ate the last meal without the next meal. It is good to be able to drink porridge. The birds are almost fading out.

Now whenever they see chickens and ducks delivered to the backyard, they can't help cheering loudly. The food makes them forget their fatigue, and they can't wait to start the feast immediately.

"Bosses, eat some omnivorous pads first."

Li Youde was a little too enthusiastic, and ordered the long-term workers at home to take out the peanut walnut osmanthus cake.

Where have these brothers from poor backgrounds seen this kind of battle? The atmosphere became lively, as lively as the Chinese New Year.

Li Wenquan, the second son of the Li family, stood on the attic and looked at the happy and lively soldiers in the yard, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, eat, eat, when they are all dead, then I can ask for credit from the imperial army.

Li Wenquan had a good idea. Although he had already secretly turned to the Japanese, he had never achieved any results. If he poisoned nearly two hundred National Revolutionary Army soldiers this time, he would definitely get a special high-level class and an imperial certificate. The army's rewards, soaring to the top is just around the corner.

He knew that the strength of the imperial army was unfathomably strong. 80 National Revolutionary Army were defeated in the First World War in Shanghai. After all, this land would belong to the imperial army, and the weak National Revolutionary Army could not beat it. Follow the imperial army.

Li Wenquan looked at the soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army who were eating and drinking in his home, gritted his teeth, turned and went downstairs with a few packets of rat poison in his hand, and went straight to the back kitchen.

"This Li family is really righteous, good man!" Although the banquet was not opened, the good wine had already been served, Liu Yidao blushed from drinking, and praised Li Youde loudly.

"That's right, I've never seen such a generous person."

"Brothers, when the good wine and food are served, don't fight like just now, don't lose your manners." Liu Yidao was still awake, reminding the brothers loudly.

"Brother Dao, I'm so hungry." A brother's stomach started to growl, causing laughter all around.

Liu Yidao scolded: "Look at your prospects, let me bear with it first."

"Brother Dao, I'll go to the kitchen to remind you." Fatty Tian San chewed on the crispy peanuts, and couldn't wait to start the meal.

"I'm afraid you're going to steal your mouth, you brat." Liu Yidao didn't know what Fatty Tian San was thinking, but he waved his hand and said, "Go, tell old squad leader Zhang to hurry up, brothers are all hungry. .”

The fat man responded, and he went to the back kitchen to make meals for nearly two hundred brothers. The kitchen in the Li family compound was too small, so the entire backyard was directly requisitioned.

"My dear, it smells so good." As soon as Fatty stepped into the backyard, a refreshing fragrance rushed into his nose, making his eyes shine.

The pork in the cauldron had been stewed so fragrant that the fat man couldn't help swallowing when he saw the big piece of meat, and he picked up the spoon to scoop it up.

"Platoon Leader Tian, ​​why don't you get a bowl?" Old Zhang, the squad leader of the cooking class, saw the fat Tian San slipping in and knew that something was going to happen. It made him grin his teeth and still put it in his mouth, making him shake his head.

The stewed pork was so soft and delicious that it melted in the mouth. Although the fat man was so hot that his tongue was numb, he still felt very comfortable. He gave Lao Zhang a thumbs up: "The taste is so fucking good!"

Lao Zhang, the squad leader, said with a smile: "Go and ask the brothers, if I say that I am the second in cooking, who would dare to say that I am the first?"

"Old Zhang, you can brag about it." The fat man pretended to be good-looking when he got cheap, and stretched out his hand to lift the steamer.

Lao Zhang, the squad leader, really wanted to remind: "The steamed meat is not yet fully cooked, so be careful if you eat diarrhea."

"I'll try to see if you put any salt for you." The fat man cared so much, he ate first and then talked, this time he learned his lesson, and took the chopsticks to pick it up.

Fatty wandered around the backyard and ate his mouth full of oil, but old squad leader Zhang knew that Fatty was just like this, so he didn't bother to talk about him.

"Platoon Leader Tian, ​​the meal is almost ready, please help inform the brothers in front to set up a table and prepare for the meal."

"That's good." The fat man's belly was round after eating, and he hurriedly wiped the grease from the corners of his mouth, and went outside.

……

"I have something to see you, sir, and please be more accommodating, little brother." A middle-aged man in a padded robe took advantage of the fact that no one else was paying attention, and walked quickly outside the room where Yang Ling and the others were resting, and cupped his hands at the guards to see Yang Ling. .

The guard looked at the middle-aged man dressed as a courtyard guard, besides holding a gun, frowned, waved his hand impatiently and said: "We, Mr. Yang, are resting, come back later."

"I have an urgent matter to meet with Chief Yang, and invite this brother..."

Before the middle-aged man dressed as a nursing home finished speaking, the guard interrupted him impatiently: "I said you are annoying, if you don't leave, I will be rude."

"Huzi, what's going on?" Yang Ling in the room was lying on the map thinking about the battle plan, when he heard a dispute at the door, he asked the guards about the situation.

"It's okay, a nursing home is here to make trouble." Huzi hurriedly waved the middle-aged man away, but the middle-aged man said: "Mr. Yang, I have something important to report to you."

"Huzi, let him in." Huzi was a little annoyed, but Yang Ling's voice had already come out, he gave the middle-aged man a hard look, and stepped aside angrily: "Don't bring a gun in."

"Who are you? What do you want from me?" Yang Ling put away the map, looked at the middle-aged man who walked into the room and asked.

"Hi Battalion Commander Yang, I'm Xiao Tianliang from the Jiangbei Anti-rape Team." The middle-aged man extended his hand to Yang Ling.

Yang Ling's heart trembled when he heard the words Anti-rape Team, and he asked tentatively, "Are you the Communist Party?"

Seeing Yang Ling standing there indifferently, the middle-aged man withdrew his hand resentfully, and nodded to admit Yang Ling's guess.

Yang Ling returned to his seat and sat down without saying a word. He was still digesting Xiao Tianliang's identity in his heart. Why did he come to find him?His face was cloudy and cloudy. Although the two sides put aside their previous suspicions and cooperated together, they were not so close.