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

The appearance of Yang Ling revived Liang Xiaoshan, who had been pessimistic and disappointed. With a backbone, he was full of confidence in the future.

It was already dark, and most of the devils and puppet troops had received the order of the devil captain Kasai Sadao to end the search and retreat to Qinghe Town.

After all, this time the third guerrilla detachment suffered a devastating blow, and the caught fish could not cause any trouble.

The ghost captain Kasai Sadao was very happy. The third guerrilla detachment entrenched in Qinghe Town was finally finished, and he could have a good sleep.

Previously, the third guerrilla detachment was like a knife hanging over his head, attacking checkpoints and transport teams near Huaiyin County from time to time, causing them headaches.

Devil Captain Kasai Sadao had already drunk the celebration wine in the headquarters of the third guerrilla detachment in Qinghe Town, but Zhang Laizi, the puppet battalion commander, had no intention of withdrawing his troops. He even led people to search outside.

"Battalion, Battalion Commander, this martyr may have run away, the imperial army has withdrawn, let's go back too."

The soldiers of the puppet army have not touched a drop of water since they fought in the morning, and now their chests are still hungry.

But their battalion commander, Zhang Laizi, was determined to catch Zhang Liechen who broke out, and asked them to continue the search with torches.

"Brothers, hold on, as long as Zhang Liechen is caught, I will reward Dayang with 50 yuan!"

Zhang Laizi, the battalion commander of the puppet army, also knew that the brothers were about to lose their hold, but he still wanted to take Zhang Liechen's head back to ask for credit and reward, so how could he give up so easily.

Hearing Zhang Laizi's words, the puppet soldiers who were exhausted suddenly felt like they had been beaten with chicken blood, and their spirits revived again.

Although a little tiring, they are still willing to work hard when they think of the reward of 50 yuan.

"The first company goes east, the second company goes north, the third company goes west, and the fourth company goes south. Even if Zhang Liechen is hidden in the ground, I will dig him out!" the puppet battalion commander Zhang Laizi yelled. .

Soon the puppet army was divided into four, and they searched in four directions. Sporadic gunshots continued to sound, which was the exchange of fire between the scattered guerrilla officers and soldiers and the puppet army.

Zhang Laizi, the battalion commander of the puppet army, led a company to the west towards Xiaowangzhuang. Not far away, a brother in front shouted: "There are people in front! Stop! Run and shoot again!"

When the puppet army heard the movement, they all surrounded him, and the son of the Liu family who slipped out of Xiaowangzhuang to report to the devil was terrified of being pointed at by so many guns.

"Don't shoot, don't shoot, I'm not a member of the guerrillas, I'm from the Liu family in Xiaowangzhuang..." Liu Liang's son was also a coward, his legs were weak at this moment, and he was so scared that he peed on his pants.

"I said Liu Er, if you're not at home, stay well, it's already dark, what are you doing in this wilderness! To be honest, otherwise, hehe! I recognize people, and my gun does not deny people."

Zhang Laizi also recognized that this was a member of the Liu family. After all, he was also a big family in the area, and he had even extorted money before.

Text Chapter 725 Liu Family Courtyard

As the night darkened, Xiaowangzhuang Liu's compound was full of voices and hustle and bustle.

The lights in the Liu family compound were brightly lit, and the banquet had already been set up. Ding, the caretaker of the Liu family, was bringing a series of fragrant dishes from the kitchen to the table.

The nearly [-] guerrilla officers and soldiers who were defeated and retreated to Xiaowangzhuang were chased by devils and puppet soldiers. They were ragged and dirty. From morning till now, their stomachs were growling with hunger.

Faced with so many good wine and good food now, how can I care about my own image, as soon as the food is on the table, I gobble it up, it looks like I haven't eaten for a few days.

In fact, although the officers and soldiers of the third guerrilla detachment were stationed in Qinghe Town to fight against the devils, after all, the devils are powerful, and their range of activities is only around Qinghe Town, and they are behind the enemy lines. The supply is insufficient, and the officers and soldiers at the grassroots level are also living in poverty. of.

Now Liu Liang, the local rich man, butchers pigs and chickens to entertain them. Faced with these good wine and meat, the gluttons in their stomachs are hooked up, and they roll up their sleeves one by one to eat, and what they eat is full of oil. .

The brothers set up tables in the yard, eating meat and drinking heavily, but in the living room, the dishes were more delicate, and Liu Liang personally accompanied Zhang Liechen and the others to eat.

Although Zhang Liechen was injured and wanted to rest, but facing Liu Liang's hospitality, he still sat down at the table to save face.

Seeing his subordinates eating and drinking in the yard without any military image, Zhang Liechen was also a little embarrassed. Although they looked majestic on the surface, they were fighting guerrillas in the enemy's occupied areas after all, and they could not compare with regular troops.

"My brothers are all rude people, insulting to gentlemen, please don't take offense, Chief Liu Bao."

Liu Liang is a wealthy landowner in Xiaowangzhuang, and he also gained the status of a security chief at the beginning.

"What's the matter, Mr. Zhang, the bosses are all bold people, but this old man admires them a lot. Since you have come to my Liu's house, you should eat and drink well, and let me show the friendship of the landlord."

Although Liu Liang was full of smiles and spoke beautifully, his heart ached unceasingly. In order to entertain Zhang Liechen and the others, he killed both pigs and chickens, so how much food did he have to eat to grow up.

But thinking that I stabilized the guerrilla officers and soldiers like Zhang Liechen and the others, and when the devils came and wiped them all out, and then made meritorious service, I, the security chief, might be promoted to the mayor of Qinghe Town. .

"Come, come, officers, eat vegetables, but the food in our country is vulgar, and the officers will take care of you." Liu Liang warmly greeted the platoon leaders of the guerrillas to eat.

"Liu Baochang, what's the matter? We came here uninvited. You entertained us so warmly. When we regain Qinghe Town, we must thank you very much."

Zhang Liechen and the others were also hungry, and after some courtesy, they all moved their chopsticks to eat.

While Liu Liang greeted Zhang Liechen and the others warmly for dinner, he kept looking outside the door, wondering why the Japanese hadn't come yet.

Liu Liang was also willing to spend the money, he prepared all the chicken, duck and fish, and brought out a jar of good wine.

"Come on, bosses, drink and drink." Under Liu Liang's instruction, all the servants and nursing homes also toasted.

The officers and soldiers of the guerrillas were defeated this time and sacrificed a lot of brothers. At this moment, they are not refusing anyone who comes to drink, drink big bowls, and use the wine to vent their grievances. How do you know that they are pouring them on purpose? What about wine?

Zhang Liechen saw that the brothers were all flushed from drinking and swaying when they walked, and felt that something was wrong, but every time he wanted to speak, Liu Liang's words attracted his attention away.

And Liu Liang also had his own little calculations, if he got the officers and soldiers of the guerrillas drunk, if he tied them up before the Japanese came over, and the Japanese didn't need to do it, then his credit would be even greater, right?

When everyone in the Liu family compound was drinking happily, a guard from the Liu family who took over from the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were guarding outside the village rushed into the house in a panic.

"Master, master, a group of soldiers have come outside..."

Liu Liang was overjoyed by the nurse's words, and thought to himself, the Japanese finally came, and when he was about to get up and go out, the people outside had already arrived at the door.

"Huh?" Seeing the people outside the gate, Liu Liang who had just stood up was taken aback. Isn't this Japanese?

And Zhang Liechen, who was a little drunk, also noticed the people coming. Seeing that they were wearing the military uniforms of the revolutionary army, he was also taken aback, and his brain didn't react.

With good intentions, Liu Hao asked the guerrilla officers and soldiers to drink and eat meat in the yard, and even asked the guards to guard the sentry post.

Yang Ling and the others entered Zhuangzi almost unimpeded, and when they arrived at the Liu family compound, they were also a little annoyed that they didn't come when they saw the people who were drunk.

On the way over, they saw a large number of puppet troops rushing over, but these people were still drinking and eating meat here.

The soldiers don't have any sense of vigilance and discipline. No wonder they lost the battle in Qinghe Town.

"I'm dying, and I'm still eating and drinking here, it's really nice." Yang Ling sarcastically sarcastically.

At the moment, the guerrilla officers and soldiers in the yard also found out that Yang Ling and the others were murderous people, and wanted to touch their guns, but found that their guns had disappeared at some point.

"Hey, where's my gun?"

"Who took my gun away."

These drunken guerrilla officers and soldiers looked for guns everywhere, but where they could be found, the servants of the Liu family took advantage of their drinking time to quietly take them aside and put them aside.

Zhang Liechen and the others also felt that something was wrong, and while putting their hands on the pistols around their waists, they asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Yang Ling snorted and stepped forward, "Your humble Yang Ling, the new third guerrilla detachment, colonel detachment leader."