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

"Have you seen this? This is a spy sent by the devils. Do you know how we identified it? He refused to hand over the anti-Japanese donations. What do you mean if he is not a spy!"

On a thick willow tree next to the road, Tang Jie, with a bruised nose, a swollen face and a bloody body, was hung there with his hands tied.

Whenever they met those people who hesitated to pay the toll, Zhang Baozi's subordinates would point to Tang Jie who was half dead hanging from a tree and threaten them.

In less than half an hour, Zhang Baozi and the others had looted a whole five sacks of money and gold and silver jewelry, and the grain was piled up like a hill.

And those who had no money were blocked from the road and had difficulty passing through. On the night when the cold wind was raging, they had to gather together to light a bonfire, and more and more people gathered.

Jieshou is in the middle of Gaoyou Lake, next to Gaoyou Lake. The river network is dense and dark. Those people who want to go around have to go back to the road, because all the bridges and paths that can cross the road are armed with guns. The guards were guarded by different banners.

Zhang Baozi's face was already full of joy, and many forces who set up cards on the road to collect money did not dare to get too close to Gaoyou, after all, it was easier to run into the devils who came over.

But he walked a few miles forward to set up a card, which was equivalent to searching the upper reaches of these forces, so he gained a lot.

"Zhang Baozi, you are so fucking daring, you dare to cut off my beard, believe it or not, I will clean you up today!"

Just when Zhang Baozi was happily calculating how much he could get this time, a large group of people came running over with torches in the distance, and the people who couldn't dodge along the way were knocked to the ground.

Zhang Baozi saw that the leader of the other party was the burly and strong Liu Heitan, his smiling face immediately darkened, and with a wave of his big hand, the men who were collecting money were loaded with bullets one after another, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Liu Heitan, I don't interfere with you, I collect money there, and don't care about your business!" Zhang Baozi stood there unwilling to show weakness, fearless in the face of danger.

The people around saw the approach of two groups of people with the banner of "Guerrillas" full of gunpowder, and they all tactfully avoided them quickly. After all, no one wanted to be involved in this kind of conflict for no reason.

But the people did not go far away, but watched from a distance of several hundred meters. Some of them even gloated and hoped that the two groups would fight, so that they would not need to pay money and take the opportunity to rush past the road card.

"You can't collect money in front of me. Get out of here quickly, or I will kill you today!" Facing Zhang Baozi's provocative gaze, Liu Heitan's calf-thick arms bulged with veins, feeling very upset.

Zhang Baozi shouted without showing any weakness: "Liu Heitan, don't think that I'm afraid of you. The last time I went wild on my site, I haven't settled with you yet. Since I took the initiative to come to you today, let's Just make good gestures to let you know that Zhang Baozi is not made of mud!"

"Then settle the old and new accounts together. I have long disliked you. If I don't beat your teeth today, I won't believe Liu!" Liu Heitan said with a big wave of his hand: "Get Zhang Baozi over here for me, I'm going to clean him up today!"

The people brought by Liu Heitan, more than 40 people, heard the order, and immediately rushed forward, yelling and rushing towards Zhang Baozi and the others.

Zhang Baozi, who fought against the Jieshou Anti-Japanese Guerrilla Detachment, was not a good person either, and immediately turned cold, and said coldly: "Give me their guns for me!"

Zhang Baozi is even more cunning, they have more people, there are more than 70 people, but they have long been on guard against someone coming to cheat, so most of them are hiding by the road to rest, and they are exposed to the public. There are only a dozen people who charge.

At this moment, upon hearing Zhang Baozi's order, in the pitch-black field on both sides of the road, a large number of people rushed out and surrounded Liu Heitan and the others. Liu Heitan and the others were also startled, but It was too late to retreat.

"Don't move, put the gun down!"

"Put down your guns! Otherwise, I will shoot!"

.......

The two sides faced each other with their rifles on their shoulders and aimed at each other. They were all emotional, pressing the trigger with their fingers, and ordered the other party to put down the gun.

"Zhang Baozi, you insidious villain!"

Seeing the muzzle of the gun surrounding him and others, Liu Heitan knew at this moment that he had been tricked by Zhang Baozi again, and cursed loudly.

Zhang Baozi pointed to his head with a smile and said, "Liu Heitan, you need to use your brain when doing things. Put down your gun and surrender quickly. Your brain might let you out. Otherwise, hum, today will be your death day next year!"

"you dare!"

Liu Heitan glared at him. Although he and Zhang Baozi had always been at odds because of the chassis and interests, they hadn't reached the point of life and death. Now that the other party wanted to kill him, he was furious.

"Do you think I dare?!"

Zhang Baozi had wanted to recruit Liu Heitan a long time ago, but because of his lack of strength, if he fought hard, he would kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, so he has been patient. Now he finally seized the opportunity, how could he overthrow Liu Heitan so easily, So prepare to give the opponent a fatal blow.

Text Chapter 962

The torches were beeping, beeping, and hundreds of rifles were pointing at each other face to face. The personnel on both sides were tense and panting, and even the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

"Liu Heitan, I respect you for being a man, put down your gun, don't carry it to your death, I have more people than you, and more guns than you, if there is a real fight, none of you will survive!"

"Zhang Baozi, it's a big deal to fight to the death. If I die, I will hold you back!" Liu Heitan, who was caught in the trap, now regrets it in his heart.

He heard that Zhang Baozi set up a card in front of them to collect money and cut off their source of income, so he rushed over aggressively with his men and wanted to teach Zhang Baozi a good lesson.

But who would have thought that this would be a deadly game. Zhang Baozi recruited dozens of people at some point, and now they are surrounded by guns, and they are already at an absolute disadvantage.

If he was asked to put down his gun and surrender, how could he, Liu Heitan, have ever received such a useless air? The so-called messing around outside is just a shame.

If Liu Heitan succumbed today, regardless of whether Zhang Baozi could bypass him as he said, he would not be able to turn over anyway because his reputation was ruined.

So now he would rather die with Zhang Baozi and the others than suffer humiliation and ruin his reputation.

What's more, Liu Heitan felt that if he fought hard, the gap between the two sides was only dozens of people, and he might not lose. He had quietly made people prepare to take out the hidden grenade, ready to blow up a bloody path.

Zhang Baozi was not in a hurry either, Liu Heitan and the others were already in the urn, if he hadn't wanted to recruit Liu Heitan's staff, he would have been too lazy to talk nonsense, and directly attacked them.

His earnest persuasion now is to divide and win over the people under Liu Heitan, so as to strengthen his own strength.

No matter whether Liu Heitan surrenders or not, he is not prepared to let Liu Heitan go. He knows the principle of cutting grass and roots, and now he has the upper hand. If Liu Heitan recovers his strength, he should be the one who suffers .

Just as the two sides were confronting each other with their guns pointed at each other, in the distant fields shrouded in night, a guerrilla officer and soldier from northern Jiangsu was lurking, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter, ready to deal a fatal blow to the opponent at any time.

Blacksmith, the lieutenant colonel and battalion commander of the Subei Guerrilla Corps, was ordered by Yang Ling to find the local armed forces, integrate them, and assist them in fighting.

As soon as the blacksmith led people out of Jieshou Town, he heard the people fleeing from the south say that someone had set up card tolls on the road, which should be the local armed forces.

The blacksmith was worried about where to find local armed forces. Hearing this, he led his brothers along the road without saying a word.

In order to avoid alarming the enemy, they did not come forward directly, but prepared to observe secretly to see the other party's situation.

It didn't take long to observe secretly, and found such a scene of black eating black, and the blacksmith didn't expect that the leopard actually ambushed someone secretly.

If they had approached Zhang Baozi just now, they might not have integrated each other, but would have been bullied by the other party instead. This also made the blacksmith secretly wary of Zhang Baozi.

"Battalion Commander, I have already shown the brothers. There are no ambush people in the surrounding fields. Their people are all over there."

Sun Liang, the assault reconnaissance platoon leader who returned from injury, came out of the darkness with a squad of guerrilla brothers, and went to the blacksmith to report.

Now that various forces are complicated, the blacksmith and the others have to be careful when working behind enemy lines, and only after confirming that there is no danger around them can they feel at ease.

"The first row goes up from the left side of the road, the second row goes up from the right, and the third row blocks the south side of the road... Be sure to catch them all!" The blacksmith quickly formulated a tactic.

The guerrilla officers and soldiers of an infantry company quickly dispersed into the darkness, and surrounded Zhang Baozi and Liu Heitan who were facing each other from all sides.

Just when Zhang Baozi was talking dry and impatient, countless guerrilla officers and soldiers wearing uniform gray cotton uniforms and holding [-] rifles rushed out of the surrounding darkness.

Because Yang Ling and his guerrilla brothers in the North Jiangsu Corps are self-reliant, most of the military uniforms made by their new clothing factory are made of captured devils and puppet uniforms.

It was dark, and the guerrilla brothers held a three-eighth cap in their hands. The gleaming bayonet was longer than the Chinese bayonet, and it was easy to distinguish. At first glance, Zhang Baozi was so frightened that he was so scared that he thought it was the devil's troops. come over.