Siheyuan: Shazhu's Brother Shadan

They rushed towards the enemy camp like a tiger descending from a mountain, catching the Japanese invaders off guard.

After a fierce battle, we won a great victory.

This victory not only dealt a heavy blow to the arrogance of the Japanese invaders, but also made the team members admire and trust Shadan even more.

And Shadan also understood that a true independent group should not only be admired, but also lead everyone to victory.

"Clean up the battlefield quickly. Leave no one alive, let alone take prisoners. Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

All the soldiers were very happy and excited. Even Lin Yu, who participated in the whole process, looked at Shadan with stars in his eyes.

At this moment, Shadan was like a god of war, as if he had transformed into Lu Fengxian, the powerful leader of the Three Kingdoms period. People couldn't help but feel awe and wanted to worship him.

He is so powerful and awesome, he is simply a natural war artist!

As for the weapons and equipment left on the battlefield, they took decisive measures - destroying them on the spot.

All the ammunition and supplies that could be taken away were looted, and if they could not be taken away, they would be blown up without hesitation.

Faced with such a scene, the political commissar could not help but shed tears of sadness.

However, the group leader Shadan didn't take it seriously and muttered, "Why are you crying? It's not like they're blowing up our own things!"

Upon hearing this, the political commissar retorted bitterly, "What do you know? The enemies have all been killed, and now these spoils are our treasures! Think about it, when more than 100 people from our Taoist temple walked out to participate in the war of resistance, how difficult were the conditions? Everyone had only some wooden sticks and red tasseled spears in their hands, nothing like the sophisticated equipment we have now. Seeing you guys wasting these things like this, how can I not feel distressed?"

Seeing the political commissar crying like rain, the regiment commander Shadan beside him was also helpless.

He muttered to himself: "Is it necessary to be so excited?" But he only dared to say it in a low voice and never said it out loud.

After all, everyone could see that the political commissar was on the verge of an emotional outburst.

After everything was ready, he disappeared into the mountains and forests.

From time to time, the independent regiment appeared near Peking.

They either attacked this or that, and beat the Japanese until they cried for their parents.

Finally, the remaining two divisions were called back to encircle and suppress the Independent Regiment.

As for the small-scale encirclement and suppression plan, it was completely stillborn.

The 115th Division was saved, but the independent regiment, about which there had been no news, disappeared from everyone's sight.

We could only get news about the independent regiment from the devils.

Either this regiment was wiped out, or that regiment was disbanded, or the Japanese equipment depot was destroyed.

In short, the news spread everywhere.

No one knows whether it is true or not!

Qin Huairu, now 11 years old, and Qin Jingru, now three years old, did not have time to say goodbye when the independent regiment left.

The two young children missed Auntie Mingyue’s (older sister) presence very much, especially when she gave them candy.

These were candies they had never seen before, and just thinking about them now still makes them feel sweet on their lips.

After the independent regiment left, they spent a happy time in Qinjia Village.

Now the Japanese are focusing all their attention on the independent regiment and have no time to harm ordinary people.

The village is located in a scenic small valley, surrounded by lush green mountains, with fresh air, singing birds and fragrant flowers.

This is also the reason why the independent regiment set up a base here - easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Qinjia Village is a typical northern rural village where villagers lead a peaceful and fulfilling life.

Every household grows wheat and corn, and there are also some orchards and vegetable plots.

In spring, the fields are green, in summer, the wheat waves are golden, in autumn, the fruits are abundant, and in winter, the fields are covered with snow. The four seasons are distinct and beautiful.

Although Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru's family is not rich, it is full of love and warmth.

Their parents are hardworking and kind. They work hard with their own hands to provide the basic necessities of life for their families.

Although life was hard, they always tried their best to give their children a happy childhood.

This was all after the independent regiment arrived and overthrew the only landlord, allowing the villagers to live a harmonious life with land to farm and food to eat.

In this harmonious environment, neighbors have harmonious relationships and help each other.

Whenever someone encounters difficulties, everyone will lend a helping hand and solve the problem together.

This simple folk custom made Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru feel the warmth of home and the power of love.

In Qinjia Village, Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru are most looking forward to the arrival of the festival.

Especially when the independent regiment was there, during the Spring Festival, every household put up red couplets and set off firecrackers, and the children wore new clothes, held candied haws in their hands, and their faces were filled with happy smiles.

Moreover, the independent regiment really distributed supplies to the villagers, which were basically the necessities of life, including a lot of canned food and meat.

In such an environment, Qin Huairu and Qin Jingru grew up healthily and happily.

They learned to be grateful, to be resilient, and to cherish every person and every emotion around them.

So a special group of boys was formed to help the independent group with small things like cleaning the yard.

Although their childhood was not prosperous and noisy, it had the tranquility and innocence of the countryside.

Their stories, like Qinjia Village, are simple, beautiful, and full of hope and dreams.

"Sister, I miss Aunt Mingyue so much. When will she come to our village again?" Qin Jingru asked softly with her head down.

"Oh, I don't know either. I miss Sister Mingyue too. I heard that the Independent Regiment participated in many battles, and all of them took place in nearby areas. When I grow up, I also want to join the army like Sister Mingyue!" Qin Huairu answered slowly, her eyes full of longing and yearning.

"Wow, are you really planning to join the army? But will your parents agree? It seems a bit difficult... By the way, she is Aunt Mingyue, why do you insist on calling her Sister Mingyue? Do you want to take advantage of me?" Qin Jingru blinked her big eyes and asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"No way! We are of similar age, so of course we call each other sisters. And you are younger, so it is natural for you to call her Aunt Mingyue." Qin Huairu explained patiently.

"Hmph! I won't listen to you. Anyway, you have to agree with me and call Aunt Mingyue "Auntie!" Qin Jingru pouted and insisted on her opinion angrily.

Since the news from the Independent Regiment was cut off, several military commanders of the 115th Division of the Eighth Route Army fell into deep worry.

They sat around in a crude command center with a yellowed map spread out in front of them, marking every important location in the war zone and the battle lines between the enemy and our side.

Outside the window, the cold wind was howling, as if even the heaven and earth were lamenting for the safety of the Independent Regiment.

It means that the independent group has been missing for almost a year.

But all they heard from everywhere was news about which regiment or which Japanese division the independent regiment had destroyed, but there was no news about themselves, which made several leaders very worried.

"Why is the news from the independent regiment interrupted?" A chief officer frowned, his voice revealing worry and uneasiness. His finger gently slid across the map, as if looking for some clue.

"Commander, isn't your goddaughter in the independent regiment? How come there is no news from her?"

The commander shook his head to indicate no.

Even there was no news from the Nationalist government, but Lin Yu had an independent radio station.

The other officer was silent for a moment, then said solemnly: "Maybe they were surrounded by the enemy and their communication equipment was destroyed. We must find a way to contact them as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

"What? Are you sure?"

His words immediately caused a huge uproar.

According to the news coming from outside, the independent regiment wiped out at least three divisions of Japanese invaders, which was a great achievement, an extremely great achievement.

They even received special praise from the top leader. It can be said that the Independent Regiment has become famous throughout China.

"Where did you know this? Or are you just imagining it?" the commander asked quickly.

"They lost contact in Laohukou County. The recent casualties of the Japanese were all near the Haidian area, where many Japanese gathered. They suddenly disappeared from there last month and moved directly to the vicinity of Majiapo, where all the Japanese heavy troops were gathered. That's why I made this judgment."

"what!"

"Quickly send out the signalmen and contact all parties. We must get news about the independent regiment. We must!" The division commander made a stern statement.

They began to collect intelligence from various places and sent scouts deep behind enemy lines to try to obtain some information about the Independent Regiment.

At the same time, they also strengthened their ties with other anti-Japanese forces, hoping to get some help and support.

Days passed, but there was still no progress in the news of the Independence Regiment.

The officers and soldiers of the 115th Division were in a panic, worried about the safety of the independent regiment.

Several military commanders were even more anxious. They knew that time was running out. If they could not find the independent regiment, the entire anti-Japanese war might be seriously affected.

The independent regiment has now become a banner of the anti-Japanese war. If it collapses, it will not only affect the people's anti-Japanese sentiment, but also affect the image of the Eighth Route Army.

Finally, late one night, the scouts brought back some news about the Independent Regiment.

It turned out that the Independent Regiment was indeed surrounded by three enemy divisions, two brigades, a heavy artillery brigade, and 10 puppet troops in a battle, but they successfully broke out with their tenacious perseverance and outstanding tactical qualities.

Although they suffered heavy losses, they still persisted in fighting and finally broke out successfully, taking away a Japanese division, a brigade, half of a heavy artillery brigade, and nearly 80,000 puppet troops.

When the news was passed back to the 115th Division Command, several military commanders immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

They smiled at each other, with determination glittering in their eyes.

They knew that the officers and soldiers of the Independent Regiment had proved their loyalty and bravery with their actions, and they would continue to work hard for the anti-Japanese cause until the final victory came.