The crescent moon hangs in the sky.

The platoon leader who ran away with more than 20 subordinates ran around the misty fields, heading north.

Occasionally, gunshots would come from afar.

The group of people were all out of breath.

"The ghost of the eighth route has been chasing him... Is this a grudge against me?" After running for a few miles, the speed of the platoon leader slowed down.

"I thought about it for a long time, probably knowing why..." The subordinate interrupted.

"Speak quickly."

"There are many people from the Eighth Route Army running north. They dispersed and went hand in hand. We should have just run in front of the Eighth Route Army..."

"My grandma..." When I thought of the dense Eighth Route Army behind me, the platoon leader almost collapsed to the ground again.

"It's easy to get rid of them..." A squad leader muttered and reached out to support the platoon leader.

"Speak quickly..."

"We just need to run faster and then turn east or west and get staggered with the Eighth Route Army..."

"Run faster? Look at who can run faster, brothers?"

"In addition, I have another way..." A squad leader was helpless. He thought that he should run away immediately after failing to warn the company commander outside the village!

As far as you go, the idiot, the platoon leader, still wanted to wait for the Eighth Route Army to leave and go back.

"What's the solution? I'll make you look good!" The long row of the row was furious.

"The Eighth Route Army members didn't dare to trench the torch when they ran away. They walked all the paths in the fields. We just had to take some risk to lie in the ditch in the ground. As long as we were not too lucky, the Eighth Route Army members who were eager to run away would definitely not find us..."

"This idea is good!"

…

Bang…

Bom...

Li Laosi, who was in charge of the custody of the rear, brought more than 20 people to the chasing Japanese soldiers and the vanguards of the autonomous army to catch up with the fire...

Both sides are very fast in chasing and jumping...

The sparse gunfire sounds heard in different ears, and they felt different.

In the dark, the district traffic officer responsible for the ideological work of prisoners kept shouting: "The Eighth Route Army treats prisoners with preferential treatment. Those who are willing to participate in the Eighth Route Army fight the Japanese follow us. They squat on the ground and receive three oceans before leaving after this incident..."

More than 30 captured security troops carried stretchers and carried supplies. Look at me, I look at you.

The bitterness in my heart...no one expressed his opinion.

The Eighth Route Army had not released a single shot, and the firearms, ammunition and supplies were seized in the village, which was nearly a full array of guns, ammunition and materials...

Now I've been spending these hundred and ten oceans...

It also comes from seizure...

What's the difference between this fucking robbery?

If you don't have a gun, you will definitely have to eat...

For a moment, I felt the future was dim.

"Hey, which village is your home?" The trafficker began to chat with the scattered puppet troops.

"I Xilou Village..."

"How many people in the family?"

...

Eleven people volunteered to participate in the Eighth Route Army...

I heard the traffic officer report to Hu Yi.

Liu Yuanqing stared at the district trafficker like a monster: "How did you convince them to join the Eighth Route Army?"

The traffic officer smiled proudly and replied: "Publicize to them the policy of our Eighth Route Army fighting the Japanese with the family of military and civilians, and tell them the bad things the Japanese have done over the years..."

"If you don't want to stay...you'll be ready to put it down later?"

"Let me? Who told you?" the trafficker curled his lips.

"Stay and don't let go, right?" Liu Yuanbiao raised his hand and made a move to wipe his neck.

"That won't be enough. I will do his ideological work for three or five days to ensure that each of them will be willing to stay..." The traffic officer looked proud: "I don't want anyone I look down on!"

"So powerful? Can you teach me..."

"Of course it's possible..." The traffic officer's voice suddenly lowered: "The political commissar we sacrificed was powerful. After half an hour, I convinced Fulu to fight against the enemy with a gun..."

Liu Yuanqing suddenly felt that this bragging was really good.

However, the puppet army is really a strange thing.

When the opponent is strong, they are as weak as a chicken.

If the opponent is an ordinary person, they are as strong as tigers and lions.

In terms of combat effectiveness, the puppet troops trained by the Japanese instructors far surpassed the ordinary Eighth Route Guerrillas.

Grassroots commanders have learned basic tactics, and are not even better than the guerrillas who only know how to fight ambush and sneak attacks.

Even an ordinary puppet army has many bullets during training, and the shooting skills they feed are better than those of guerrillas.

But, often, they just can't beat the guerrillas...

Not long after.

Liu Yuanqing lay on the stretcher, "…Where are you from?"

The elder Ma Lian, who was carrying the stretcher, honestly replied: "My family is in the countryside. When I was a worker in the city, I married into my wife's house and became a son-in-law..."

"How did you become a puppet army?" Liu Yuanqing seemed to be chatting about family matters.

"When I was a child, my family sent me to the county town to study. After graduating from middle school, I found an errand in the county police force."

"It's pretty good to be able to do an errand in the police force..."

"Later, the Japanese called, and I didn't want to be a fake policeman to be accomplices. Unfortunately, the land where the whole family relied on for life, no one was willing to give up the ancestral home to escape, so I left a servant to guard the house, and the whole family hid in the countryside. The captain of the police team who happened to be unwilling to surrender to form a team of anti-Japanese troops. I was so idle that I joined the group.

I had been dealing with the Japanese for more than half a year, but I didn't expect that there were spies in the team. Then the team was surrounded by the Japanese. The captain was unwilling to surrender and was shot dead by the Japanese. At that time, I was still young. I thought that I was the only backbone of the family, so I had to surrender and become a prisoner. Later, my family got news and almost lost everything and asked the president to plead for love with the imperial army. I saved my life after writing a letter of regret..."

Liu Yuanqing smiled and said, "Your experience is quite bumpy... But, in fact, if you don't ask for help, you can still save your life, because the Japanese need people to work for them..."

Ma Gan smiled bitterly: "When I was locked in the concentration camp, I didn't know so much... I just hoped to be alive... Really, at that time I really just wanted to survive, so that I could do whatever I did..."

"Uh...who did you marry into a family?"

"My father-in-law and grandparents do silk transactions..."

"The silk business is not easy to do these days. By the way, how many people are in your family?"

"Bagu, father-in-law, mother-in-law, two sister-in-law and a pair of sons I and my wife..."

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"In the past, six yuan of legal tenders a month, but now the Japanese have changed to military invoices to pay wages, twelve yuan a month..."

"Military tickets are not valuable... Tell me, how much extra money can you make in a month as a company commander?"

"It costs 30 or 40 yuan..." Ma Gan's arms were tense, and he wanted to strangle Liu Yuanqing who was lying on the stretcher to ask questions.

"I treat you as a friend, don't treat me as a fool?" Liu Yuanqing sneered and said, "Your subordinates have long explained the situation of your group clearly. If you dare to hide it, do you believe it or not, I will immediately treat you as a traitor and rectify the Dharma on the spot?"

Ma Gan was a little crazy: "When you are lucky, you can spend more than 1,000 yuan a month, and when you are bad, you can spend three or four hundred..."

"It seems that you really don't want to answer?"

Ma Gan gritted his teeth: "I have a small family in the city, and it costs money... so I went to Tianjin with some brothers to go to the side gate..."

"Haha, since you don't want to tell the truth, let's change the topic..." When Company Commander Ma was thinking about how to get away with it, Liu Yuanqing took the initiative to change the topic: "Then tell me, why don't we see sorghum in these places we have walked now?"

The mahkaro was stunned for a moment and breathed a sigh of relief: "The water volume was OK when the canal flowed through this side. This area was slightly less affected by the severe drought of the previous year. Although sorghum was drought-resistant, the yield was low. It was really a waste to plant sorghum in irrigated land..."

"Are there any fish in the river?"

"Due to the severe drought of the previous year, the river water volume decreased, and there were much less fish and shrimp in the river than before..."

"That...how do you maintain the government's taxes and dispatches?"

"Taxes are collected based on the head of the people and are paid by the Yao family. The labor force is mainly for repairing artillery towers and digging blockade ditches..."

"Compulsory education in the Republic of China requires all children to study for free. What is the situation of the school and teachers?"

"After the Japanese fight, primary and secondary schools lost the funding source of the Republic of China government, most of the teachers left, and the schools were basically abandoned... Moreover, the Japanese gradually forced primary and secondary schools to increase Japanese teaching. The villagers' awareness of education was originally weak, so most of the original primary and secondary school students simply stopped going to school..."

Liu Yuanqing asked about the local situation without asking about it.

I never asked about the Japanese troops that Company Commander Ma had mobilized. The puppet army commander Ma Gan was not simple...

Next, we should tell him the tragic bad things that the Japanese did!

In the marching team, this kind of communication with the prisoners can be seen everywhere.

Time keeps passing.
Chapter completed!