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

Previously, Zhang Liechen and his third detachment of nearly a thousand people seemed to be strong and strong, but they did not receive the support of the people. In fact, they were a lone army.

If they had gained the support of the common people, the situation would have been different, at least they would have obtained the information before the devils came, instead of only finding out when the devils arrived at the gate of Qinghe Town.

Moreover, after the defeat, the people were afraid of being retaliated by the devils, so they did not dare to take in the lone soldiers of the guerrilla detachment. Instead, many people took the initiative to provide information to the devils, causing them heavy losses.

But what Yang Ling needs to do now is to reverse the situation. If the common people can help the devils under the threat of the devil's bayonet, then they can also take a series of actions to truly win the support of the common people and win them over again.

Compared with the bayonet threat from the devil soldiers, Yang Ling believed that as long as they were sincere and kind to the people, the people would definitely support them in fighting the devils. After all, they were all Chinese, otherwise they would not be able to gain a foothold in this area.

Although Wang Huzi didn't understand Yang Ling's intentions, he was a veteran following Yang Ling after all, and he always followed Yang Ling's orders to the letter.

"Don't be dazed, take the things, let's go back." Wang Huzi quickly shouted.

"In addition to sending these things back, [-] catties of grain seized from Liu's warehouse will also be sent to each household."

Yang Ling is now going all out to win the people's support for their third guerrilla detachment.

There were dozens of households in Xiaowangzhuang, and each family sent twenty catties of grain. Thinking of sending out so much, Zhang Liechen felt very distressed.

But now Yang Ling was the leader of the third detachment, and he, the deputy captain who had just lost a battle, had no right to speak, so he could only rest because he was injured, so he went into the room to sulk with the help of others.

The brothers moved out the chickens and ducks that had just been brought into the yard, and then, led by Wang Huzi, knocked on the door one by one with some grain.

Wang Huzi and the others knocked on the door so loudly that the people who had just delivered their things home were startled and felt uneasy.

"The head of the family, they probably think that there are too few things to send."

Hearing the rattling sound of the wooden door outside, the woman in the house turned pale with fright.

The skinny man also hurriedly said: "You go under the bed first and someone hides, I'll go out and have a look."

"Master, be careful, give them whatever you want. There are still two catties of rice in the rice tank. It's okay for us to be hungry for a few days. We're used to it anyway..."

"I know, you should go and hide first." The thin man also had a serious face, lit the lamp, and went out.

"Open the door, open the door, are you asleep?" Wang Huzi and the others yelled outside the door.

"Come on, come on, boss." The skinny man pulled the wooden latch and opened the door.

Looking at the brothers outside holding torches and carrying things, the skinny man was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and bowed his head and said: "Bosses, this is..."

"Oh, it's nothing, what did you just send over?" Wang Huzi asked.

Although he didn't know what was going on, the skinny man answered honestly: "Two fat ducks...Boss, it's not enough. We still have some millet in the rice jar. I'll go get it for you."

"Don't, don't," Wang Huzi hurriedly said: "Our group has an order, saying that we are a team to fight devils, not a puppet army that has plucked its hair, so I sent the things back to you."

Wang Huzi waved to the back, and a brother with two fat ducks stepped forward and stuffed the fat ducks into the hand of the skinny man: "Is it these two?"

"Yes, yes..." The skinny man hasn't realized yet, can he get back what he dared to give away?The sun came out in the west.

"Leave twenty catties of rice for their family," Wang Huzi ordered.

Another brother brought two bags of ten catties of rice to the skinny man.

"Boss, boss, we can't have..." The skinny man reacted and waved his hands hastily.

"Here, this is a wish from our Chief Yang. Please accept it, take it back and hide it, and keep it for a few full meals."

"This, this is so good." Seeing the bulging rice bag, the skinny man's eyes were a little moist. When did he meet such a team.

Wang Huzi and the others returned things from door to door, and distributed some of the food they got from the Liu family, making the people of Xiaowangzhuang very grateful to them.

And taking advantage of Wang Huzi and the others returning the things, Yang Ling was not idle. He called Liang Xiaoshan, a guerrilla who was familiar with the local conditions, and asked about nearby places that were far from Qinghe Town and had complicated terrain, and planned to search again. A place to settle down.

An important town like Qinghe Town must not go back. After all, the devils will not let it go if they control the traffic arteries.

That can only find a place to stay in the vast countryside.But places like Xiaowangzhuang are not good either.

Now that they are weak, once the devils and puppet troops pounce, they can run away at any time, but the people of Xiaowangzhuang are bound to be retaliated against, which is not what he wants to see.

They can only find a place that is easy to hide and settle down first, and then develop and grow. At that time, local villages such as Xiaowangzhuang will be included in the scope of protection, relying on the rural fields between these villages to deal with devils and fight guerrillas.

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Text Chapter 733 Guerrilla Warfare

After dawn, the brothers who had been sleeping drowsily were called up one by one by the officers, and gathered in the spacious grain drying field in Xiaowangzhuang.

"Be quiet, don't wake up the villagers." Wang Huzi and the others kept reminding in a low voice.

However, hundreds of people gathered to carry the food from Liu's warehouse, which still woke up many villagers. After all, another army was stationed in the village, and no one could sleep well.

"What are they trying to do?" The villagers stuck to the cracks of their doors one after another, observing the movement outside.

"It looks like they're leaving."

Seeing the brothers packing up their things one after another, the villagers also speculated one after another.

"Let's go. If they stay in Xiaowangzhuang all the time, then we don't have to live. Maybe the devils will come over."

"What are you talking about? Your conscience has been eaten by dogs. Then Officer Yang gave us [-] catties of rice yesterday. You can see that he is a good person..."

The villagers hid behind the cracks of their doors and discussed in low voices under the windows, with different opinions.

Some people hope that Yang Ling and the others will stay in Xiaowangzhuang. After all, they are the Chinese's own team, and they can feel at ease if they stay. At least they won't be frequented by bandits and puppet troops.

But some people still hope that Yang Ling and the others will leave quickly. After all, they are guerrillas, and they have beaten the puppet army and devils. When the time comes, the devils and puppet troops will definitely retaliate, and Xiaowangzhuang will definitely suffer.

No matter what the villagers think at the moment, Yang Ling and the others are really going to leave. They are weak now, and the devils and puppet troops are rushing towards them. They have no ability to protect these villagers.

Since it can't be protected now, it can't cause trouble for the villagers and attract revenge from the devils. As long as they leave, the devils can't treat the villagers like this when they come.

After all, many puppet soldiers were also locals, and the devils would not slaughter Xiaowangzhuang, because doing so would arouse large-scale hatred, which would not be conducive to their rule in this area.

Yang Ling and the others took the things they copied from Liu's house and left Xiaowangzhuang without saying hello to the villagers, heading north.

And not long after Yang Ling and the others left, under the command of the devil commander Kasai Sadao, more than 100 fierce devils and hundreds of puppet troops who had fled back rushed towards Xiaowangzhuang aggressively.

But they came one step too late, and there was no sign of a guerrilla except for the evacuated Liu family compound.

They asked the villagers to inquire. These villagers had benefited from Yang Ling's [-] catties of rice last night, and told a lie for the first time.

"Where did the guerrillas go? As I said, the benefits are great."

Devil Captain Kasai Sadao tried his best to make his face less hideous, and interrogated a villager.

"Taijun, we were still sleeping when they left, and we don't know where they went." The villagers also replied with trepidation.