Li Hai backed away quietly, and continued to hide in a hidden place to observe the movements of this group of Japanese and puppet troops.

"Regimental Commander, there are little devils and puppet soldiers in the dirt bag outside the forest. There are quite a few of them. Brother Da Da asked me to come back and report the situation first, and he will continue to investigate there."

When the news was sent back to the regiment headquarters, Han Feng and his party were also a little surprised.

No one expected that the little devil's sense of smell would be so keen.

In this cold weather, Han Feng didn't think that these devils came for a ride in the deep mountains and old forests. That can only explain one problem, most of them came for the Far Eastern Army.

Could it be that after the evacuation of the tribes in the eastern part of Liaozhong, the devils noticed the retreat direction of the Far East Army, or did some other news come out?

Or in other words, there are spies of devils in the ranks of the Far East Army

At this moment, Han Feng considered all possibilities.

But then news came from Li Hai that this group of devils didn't come directly to the camp, they seemed to be searching for something around, walking to the east and looking to the west, there was no specific direction, but generally they were heading towards the camp. Slowly approaching the direction of the camp in the deep forest.

Han Feng was relieved, "Old Xu, I understand. It is estimated that after our sneak attack on the tribes in the eastern part of Liaozhong this time, the little devil guessed that we might be in the deep forest and snowy land in the eastern part, so we sent a team , try to search in this area, not because our internal news leaked."

Han Feng then sent the comrades of the reconnaissance platoon to the place where the devils appeared.

More and more information about this Japanese and puppet army was presented in front of Han Feng and others.

"About one reinforcement battalion, most of them are probably Manchurian troops. There are not many devils, and they don't even carry heavy weapons, and they also pull four or five military dogs. Such a team looks like they are here to spy on us. The vanguard of the false and real enemy, or the bait is more appropriate."

Xu Zilin said: "Old Han, your analysis is correct. I also think this is the enemy's bait. I suggest that we hide to avoid the detection of this Japanese and puppet army, so as to avoid the exposure of our camp."

Li Haidao who rushed back: "Commissioner, hiding is not an option. I think the devils have no direction, but as long as they are given enough time, they will be able to touch our camp sooner or later. It is only a matter of time before the camp is exposed."

"Why don't we fight, let's eat this bait." Sun Desheng suggested.

Han Feng laughed and said, "What the old grandson said is exactly what I want. Although this is a bait, the devils have paid a lot of money. A whole reinforcement camp, such a big piece of fat, was sent to our mouths. If you don't eat it, won't it make the little devil look down on us

Fight, don't be afraid of being exposed, just kill this enemy directly."

775 Bait or Fat Meat

The winter in Liaozhong is as cold as if a person was stripped and thrown into an ice cellar.

It's a coldness that hits your bones, it's like a fire burning your chest, and the warm wind blows your back, no matter how thick your clothes are, even if it's wrapped like a rice dumpling, you can't stop the coldness soaked by the cold wind.

The army of the puppet Manchuria adopted the traditional organization of brigades, regiments, battalions, companies and platoons. The comrades in the reconnaissance platoon of the Far East Regiment made a good judgment on the team that entered the deep mountain and snowy forest this time. It was a reinforcement battalion.

The battalion commander of this reinforcement battalion is from the Northeast, named Wang Hu, and his ancestral home is Heilongjiang. Of course, now that Heilongjiang is divided into several provinces by the Puppet Manchukuo, he almost doesn't know which province his ancestral home is.

To be honest, since the founding of the Puppet Manchukuo, the Japanese wanted to build the country into what they wanted. The so-called master of the Puppet Manchukuo, the former Emperor Kant, was called Emperor Xuantong and Emperor Datong before that. The emperor has been full of legends for three years in his life, and he also wants to take advantage of this time to restore and build this Manchukuo into what he wants.

As a result, under the mixed conditions of various factors, some weird and uninhibited products like the Puppet Manchukuo were created somehow by accident.

It is wrong to say that it is a continuation of the previous dynasty, but more like a puppet regime supported by Japan.

It can be said that it is a pure puppet regime, and it has its own country and wants to become independent, although it is not recognized by the international community.

What's more, even the puppet Manchurian army is a bit dirty.

The complex composition is astonishing: the original Fengtian army, bandit armies and recruited young men, plus after the Japanese army occupied the Northeast, some Fengtian troops that could not evacuate were forced to accept reorganization.

The question of command is even more interesting. For a battalion or a company, it doesn't count at all if the battalion commander and company commander say it. Who do you have to listen to?You have to listen to the Japanese military adviser.

There are regimental military advisers at the regiment level, and battalion military advisers at the battalion level.

During the war, battalion commanders and company commanders were like pissed-off gray grandchildren in front of these advisers, fighting as they said, and wherever they said they wanted to fight.

Most of these military advisers at all levels of the puppet Manchurian army were Japanese officers and soldiers, each of whom had a self-righteous sense of superiority. In their view, under the absolute obedience of the class, incidents of beating and scolding the soldiers of the Manchurian army were not uncommon.

At this moment, we have been searching in the deep mountainous area since early in the morning, and now it is close to noon. With a popsicle-like rifle on his back, his hands wrapped in his sleeves, his whole body was shivering to resist the severe cold.

In this situation, Battalion Commander Wang Hu turned a blind eye to it. He knew too well what mobs his reinforced battalion was made of.

Most of them are forcibly recruited strong men, and some are the original Northeast Army. No one is really willing to work for the Japanese.

As for the Puppet Manchukuo, these people are not stupid. They have come step by step from the September [-]th Incident, and they know exactly what the Puppet Manchukuo is.

It is impossible to expect them to be as foolish and loyal as before, this four-faced product of aggression.

"Battalion Commander, it's too cold today. In the wilderness, you can't even see a ghost. How could there be people from the Anti-Japanese League? Let's find a place sheltered from the wind and rest. After walking for a whole morning Way to go."

When one of the company commanders under him proposed this idea, the battalion commander Wang Hu was the first to look at Hei Chuan who was leading the team at the front.

He whispered: "Stop talking nonsense, you are the only one who is tired, and you are the only one who is cold. Do you think I don't want to rest? The Japanese didn't open their mouths, so who dares to rest?"

"Battalion Commander, I'll tell Advisor Kurokawa."

The company commander volunteered, said while stepping on the snow, and trotted towards the military adviser Kurokawa.

Wang Hu only saw his subordinate company commander lying in front of Hei Chuan with a flattering smile and saying something from a distance, but what greeted him was a sudden big slap.

The whole team was walking in silence, except for the plop of stepping on the snow, there was no other sound, and there was sometimes raging wind all around. When it was covered by heavy snow, the whole world seemed lifeless.

When the applause sounded, the dead silence was immediately broken, shocking the exhausted team.

"Baga! Everyone cheer me up and continue to search for jobs."

Wang Hu couldn't help covering his face, that slap, even if he looked at it from a distance, he could feel pain, why bother?

When the company commander ran back with his face covered, he looked aggrieved, and he just swallowed his anger, but now he almost exploded with anger when he saw Wang Hu.

"Battalion Commander, this Kurokawa advisor is too unreasonable, he will fight as soon as he wants to fight, I am a dignified company commander, anyway, I still have more than 200 people under my command, so many brothers watched, and I came up with a slap .”

Wang Hu comforted: "Say a few words less!"

"We shouldn't have given up on the Northeast in the first place. Even if we die, we should have done it with these devils."

"Hush, are you dying?"

"I just can't stand the fuss."

"I said brother, it's just a little bit of anger. Life is more important than anger? When a beggar is begging, he can be scolded and kicked in order to survive. If you can't even bear this anger, aren't you even worse than a beggar?" gone?"

The company commander was taken aback, sighed, and said nothing more.

Wang Hu shook his head with a smile, strode up, and walked shoulder to shoulder with Hei Chuan.

"Kurokawa-kun, the team has been walking all morning, but we still haven't seen the enemy's shadow. If we keep going, we probably won't be able to return to the city before dark. We didn't bring camping equipment. The winter in Liaozhong is here. This deep mountain and old forest can freeze to death.

I suggest that we have an established direction, and we can no longer waste time aimlessly. "

Heichuan raised his head and glanced at Wang Hu, but his pace did not slow down.

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