Chapter 4 Brothers (Seven Seconds)

"Fuck, if you die, you can solve the problem, just die." Zhang Songling cursed hatefully first, then slowed down his voice and patiently explained, "Don't worry first, let's find a way together. The Japanese have just surrounded the Black Stone Village and have not started the attack yet. Maybe the situation in the city is not as bad as we think."

"Help me, brother, you must help me. I can't think of a solution. If you have fought a big battle, you must help me." Zhou Heitan was really desperate this time, and his voice was filled with a crying voice.

"I try my best to give me some time first." Zhang Songling responded softly, then frowned and thought hard. Not only did he save the Independent Camp, but he also had to save the Red Beard. Therefore, he had to try to find the only hope from the desperate situation. He thought and thought, and read all the battles he had participated in in the secret service regiment and the classic battle examples that Lao Gou had said back then, but he could not find any situation similar to the situation in front of him.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault." Seeing that Zhang Songling couldn't give an answer for a while, Zhou Heitan became nervous again, raised his hand, and began to slap himself in the mouth hard, "If I hadn't been greedy for wealth and abandoned my brothers and came to pay homage to Fu Zuoyi, my brothers wouldn't have been packed with dumplings. If I hadn't wanted to fight for myself in front of General Fu Zuoyi."

"Enough." Zhao Tianlong couldn't stand his cowardly appearance, so he raised his foot and kicked him again. "If you have the ability, go out now and kill yourself. Otherwise, don't pretend to be pitiful here. What a big deal? Isn't it just being taken over by someone? It's not the first time your nest has been taken over. You still have more than 30 brothers around you. Using them as fire, you can start the stove again in less than two years. By then, the Japanese killed you so many people today, and you can kill back ten times. Why aren't it better than you who are playing cowards here? "

"Yes." Deputy Captain Lu Feng also walked forward, rubbing the blood on Zhou Heitan's face while patiently enlightening, "What has happened is useless to regret. Instead of slapping yourself here, it is better to think about how to make the Japanese pay for their blood debts."

"I" Zhou Heitan finally recovered a little bit of rationality, and tears rolled down his face, "I will go to General Fu Zuoyi now and ask him to allow me to make meritorious service. I have no shame to go back to Heishi Village. When the Jinsui Army attacks our hometown, as long as I, Zhou Heitan, are still alive, I will be sure to rush to the forefront."

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to go out to find Fu Zuoyi to ask to start from scratch as an ordinary soldier. Zhang Songling, who was thinking hard, grabbed him from behind and said loudly, "Don't go for now, brothers may still have hope."

"What did you say?" Zhou Heitan was so excited that his eyes turned black, and he almost fell to the ground. He turned around and looked at Zhang Songling with fear that he would hear a lie.

"I mean, the situation is not as bad as you think. Brothers still have the chance to break out of the city." Zhang Songling repeated again and slowly added, "Brother Long said just now that he wanted the Japanese to repay blood with blood. This idea is very inspiring to me."

"Don't push the credit on me, hurry up and tell me what you thought of." Zhao Tianlong immediately became shy and waved his hand, not willing to take the credit anyway.

"It's really your idea." Zhang Songling emphasized again, and then began to talk about his idea of ​​getting out of trouble in the eyes of everyone. "Hei Shi Village is remote in geographical location and its resources are not rich, so it obviously does not have any very important strategic value. This time the Japanese would rather risk being frozen to death on the road than retake Hei Shi Village at this time, which is probably just to deal with external public opinion, or to save face."

"Outside public opinion, the Japanese still care what others say about him." Zhou Heichang raised his face full of tears and asked blankly.

"Face, doesn't it mean that only Chinese people like to ask for face?" Zhao Tianlong was also speechless by Zhang Songling and responded with a frown.

However, the deputy captain Lu Feng, after all, has received more information. His vision is much wider than Zhou Heicang and Zhao Tianlong. After thinking about it, he explained to Zhang Songling in a low voice, "Indeed, the Japanese must retake Heishi Village at this time, which should be for political reasons, not military reasons."

After looking at Zhao Tianlong and Zhou Heitan, who were still confused, he added in a low voice, "Short after the September 18th Incident, the central government completely lost control of the East Mongolian grassland. Over the years, the Japanese have always regarded Chahar as their strategic rear, and have been building puppets among the Mongolian nobles and promoting the so-called "Manchuria-Mongolia Autonomy". Brother Zhou took the Heishi Village with the Independence Camp, which is equivalent to laying a nail on the Japanese's butt, which is absolutely not fatal, but makes them restless."

"If the Heishizhai is not taken back for a day, the so-called Manchu-Mongolia Autonomy of the Japanese will be regarded as a joke for a day. The longer it is dragged, the more doubtful the Mongolian nobles around them will be whether they have the strength to enter the Central Plains." Zhang Songling nodded and agreed with Lao Lu's statement.

"I guess the news that Siqin was preparing to arrive in Chongqing has been heard by the Japanese. If they don't hurry up and pull out the thorn, they may not be sure that the little prince Baiyin, the old fox Baolige, and those Beile and Beizi will have to reconsider their positions." Zhao Tianlong's reaction was very fast. Once he was prompted, he immediately thought of another reason why the Japanese were eager to capture Heishi Village.

"Yes, I guess that's the same." Zhang Songling nodded in agreement, "so the Japanese were anxious and red in their eyes."

"But what does that have to do with how we save people?" Zhou Heikang was still confused, raised his neck and asked dissatisfiedly, "The more anxious the Japanese are, the more they hate us."

"If we want to let go of the brothers trapped in Heishi Village, we will beat him elsewhere, such as the remaining settlement points around, and the little prince Baiyin's old nest." Zhang Songling patted his shoulder and told him to be calm. "If these are not enough, please send troops from Wuyuan and threaten Baotou to the east. Do you think the Japanese have to destroy your independent camp first?"

"Yes, if Mr. Hong went to fight the Japanese's farming spots immediately, the Japanese would definitely be divided into soldiers to rescue him. His grandma, but fortunately I didn't pull out all the farming spots." Zhou Heicang immediately rushed up, and his eyes immediately returned to his spirit, but soon, his head drooped again, pulled Zhang Songling and whispered, "This, how could General Fu Zuoyi send troops to attack Baotou for the sake of the hundred people under my command? Besides, even if he sent troops to attack Baotou, it would be impossible to transfer hundreds of Japanese and puppet troops besieging Heishi Village."

"It depends on how Zhou Heichang talks to General Fu Zuoyi." Zhang Songling smiled and continued to whisper, "In fact, there is no need to really fight. As long as General Fu Zuoyi takes action, the impact on the Japanese will be ten times greater than the loss of a Black Stone Village. The high-level Japanese officials' attention is moved away from the Black Stone Village, and the pressure on the grassroots commanders is not as great as before. At this time, the guerrillas attack those settlement points will be more likely to distract the Japanese who are besieging the Black Stone Village, and Li Laojiu and others will find a chance to break through."

"The fat man means to let General Fu Zuoyi find a way to muddle the water. The more muddy, the easier it is for your independent camp to escape." Zhao Tianlong took over the conversation and explained it to Zhou Heichang in a relatively common way.

"Then," Zhou Heicang still couldn't understand how the battles that took place thousands of miles apart could affect each other, but he couldn't think of a better way. He frowned and thought for a while before saying guiltily, "Then, how should I tell General Fu Zuoyi? He needs to do so many things every day, and I'm afraid that he will not have the heart to listen to what I say."

"He will definitely find you." Zhao Tianlong glared at Zhou Heichang, feeling a little disappointed. "For the entire Jinsui Army, a small independent battalion is indeed nothing, but if he doesn't give you an explanation, what will be used to recruit other green forest heroes in the future."

"That's right." The heroes of the Jianghu know the heroes of the Jianghu best. After hearing Zhao Tianlong's words, Zhou Heicang immediately regained some confidence. "If General Fu comes to me later, I will say that the Japanese are coming to my independent camp, and they are actually slapping him in the face."

"Why don't you cry directly with his thighs?" Zhao Tianlong raised his foot and wanted to kick it. He looked at Zhou Heichang's unlucky appearance, and slowly lowered his legs. "I think no one can be a prince than you, Zhou Heizi. You'd better not play tricks in front of him."

"Then, that" Zhou Heicang was a little dissatisfied and muttered with his eyes slanted. Zhao Tianlong wanted to persuade him a few more words. It was too late. Two soldiers in Jinsui army uniforms drove into the yard in a soft-topped car and asked loudly, "Bail Commander Zhou Heicang, who is the Battalion of the Independent Battalion? Commander Fu asked us to come and pick you up for a meeting."

"Hey, here you are here." Zhou Heicang agreed loudly and jumped out of the room, jumping into the car that had not stopped yet.

The two soldiers looked at him, changed into a slightly respectful tone, and continued to shout: "Where is Captain Lu of the Eighth Route Army? Is Captain Lu Fenglu of the Eighth Route Army? Our Chief Fu, I want to invite you to attend the meeting together."

"Here, please wait, I can set off soon." Deputy Captain Lu Feng sorted out his clothes and military caps, walked out of the door quickly, and two soldiers in the car picked him up, then stepped on the accelerator hard, and there was a dull sound of "coaxing". The whole car immediately rushed out of the yard like a frightened wild horse, swept the wind and snow, and headed straight for Fu Zuoyi's headquarters.
Chapter completed!