In the dark night, go to contact the National Army, and if it is not done properly, you will be accidentally injured or beaten to death. Zhao Liansheng is willing to risk his life and volunteer, which touched Liang Yanhui very much.

"Good brother, you are very good." Liang Yanhui patted Zhao Liansheng's shoulder and nodded repeatedly.

Since it had already made a decision, Liang Yanhui discussed with everyone for a while, arranged the specific actions in detail, and instructed Zhao Liansheng for a while, and then watched Zhao Liansheng and his two subordinates hide into the mountains.

In history, the puppet army has always had two major problems, treatment and morale. In addition to the low equipment and combat effectiveness, it has always been the key objects of care for being beaten, because the puppet army was replenished quickly, and the sources include the National Army prisoners of war that can transform some and local militia - the Japanese version of the capture of strong men, as well as the supplement of gangsters.

The Japanese obviously did not trust the puppet army. This trust was not only reflected in the concerns of the senior management. Moreover, the puppet army was suspected of colluding with the enemy or becoming a scapegoat for combat losses. As long as the puppet army was suspected, they would be executed or taken to the mine to work as a laborer at any time.

The puppet army rewarded the Japanese devils with the two ends, swaying left and right. The puppet army's "making wealth" methods were even more unrestrained. A very important point was to do business with anti-Japanese armed forces, smuggle prohibited materials, and steal and sell arms and ammunition. Because the Japanese army had to send them ammunition when participating in the war, the Japanese were also very annoyed that the puppet army took both ends and had to issue ammunition to the puppet army according to the bullet shell.

Faced with the complex environment at that time, no one could pretend to be noble. Just like many village chiefs and towns in the enemy-to-we-saw areas were *******, most puppet troops also chose a method of "coexistence": on the one hand, they acquiesced the existence of the local anti-Japanese regime and appropriately adapted (sometimes they can also make some benefits by selling arms), on the other hand, they ensure that the Japanese govern the surface on the local area, try their best to ensure that they are in a "neutral" position, and make the guerrillas focus on the Japanese army.

But such a balance is not long-term. When the anti-Japanese force is strong, the puppet army will compromise with the anti-Japanese force. When the Japanese army is strong, the puppet army will tend to kill the Japanese army against the anti-Japanese force.

The Japanese devils were so confused that they expected such an army to work hard in the field. Perhaps it was just right to be responsible for guarding, consolidating the regime, and collecting taxes and food.

Of course, it is also a good choice to be used in the field front line and be used as cannon fodder at the moment. However, the cocooners tied themselves up, and the Japanese never expected that the puppet troops they paid for would give them a fatal blow at critical moments.

The east was slightly exposed to dawn, and the sleeping mountains showed a dark blue outline. The birds in the mountains sang pleasant morning songs, breaking the silence.

"Sir Yang, fortunately, I am a believer, too." Zhao Liansheng, who was exhausted all night, said, wiping the sweat on his head.

"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Zhao." Yang Tianfeng knew that he was loyal to him, and immediately brought him a glass of water with a smile.

Zhao Liansheng took the water with a little flattered look, took a few sips, and said, "Captain Liang has agreed to Chief Yang's conditions and will act as planned today. But--"

"But what? Is there anything else he has?" Yang Tianfeng raised his eyebrows, a little displeased. These puppet soldiers were really shameless. They wanted to open a dyeing shop if they gave him three points of color.

"No, no." Zhao Liansheng quickly explained: "Chief Yang is generous and retains his original position. Captain Liang is very grateful. Why dares to have improper thoughts? It's because I have a little request and want to ask for a job under the commander."

"Stay under Captain Liang, I am also my subordinate!" Yang Tianfeng asked in confusion.

"Yes, the name is the same." Zhao Liansheng said: "To be honest, Captain Liang has no ambitions, and I have long wanted to find another way out. But he has been kind to me, and I can't hold this face down. Now, I have repaid him and I want to follow the superiors in the future and find a background."

I like it with hope and ambition. Yang Tianfeng nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, Brother Zhao wants to make achievements, he is a man, I will let Brother Zhao get what he wants. I have a small idea, Brother Zhao, listen to it, see if there is such a possibility?"

After hearing Yang Tianfeng's little thoughts, Zhao Liansheng was very surprised. The commander was brave enough and had a broad mind. He had already thought about the idea of ​​fighting the county town. However, his judgment was very correct. The defense power in the city was indeed not strong, with only more than 300 Imperial Army and a small number of Japanese soldiers. There were too few Japanese soldiers and their role was limited. In addition, the persuasion, seduction, threat, and hope of seizing the city by the officers of the Imperial Army.

"Sir, your plan is very clever." Zhao Liansheng said: "As long as you can open the city gate, the chance of success is very high. If Captain Liang does not dare, then his subordinates are very willing to try it."

"Haha, Brother Zhao is not afraid of danger, I highly appreciate this." Yang Tianfeng smiled and nodded repeatedly, saying seriously: "The country is in danger, and the war is in chaos, it is also a great time to make achievements. You can seize it!"

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The corpses were placed on the fire one by one, and the flames were burning, devouring the ugly bodies of the robbers. The Japanese devil next to him stood silently with Qi Rong on his face.

When we left the city, there were a small team of Japanese soldiers, three thirteen-man squads and a grenade launcher squad equipped with three grenade launchers, totaling more than forty people. With Wei Fucai's Imperial Army being annihilated, one squad lost seven in yesterday's sniper battle, and now there are less than thirty left.

"Your Excellency, we have lost contact with the outside world." A Japanese soldier whispered to the remaining officer.

The Japanese officer waved his hands weakly, and he didn't even have the energy to get angry. He looked up at the rolling mountains around him and sighed silently. This was the battlefield for the Chinese people and was not suitable for the imperial army to show its might.

Sad, quiet, and extremely depressing atmosphere. The Japanese officer had a blue face and bloodshot eyes. He stared at the corpses of the imperial soldiers who were constantly curling in the blazing fire. The burnt smell could not make him react.

It is unimaginable to walk out of the forest with the corpse, and you can only carry the ashes, although this is a blow to morale. The living soldiers' hearts are covered with an indelible shadow, they die for the empire and be loyal to the emperor, but they don't know who the ashes received and cried for.

Time passes by minute by minute. Whether you think it is slow or fast, everyone's mood is different and their feelings about it are different. Before the war, everyone was nervous, excited, and then a little anxious.
Chapter completed!