A few days later one morning, after breakfast.

The little girl left Su Qing's office and was considering whether to find Hu Yi who had just arrived last night or go back to her small house to have a big sleep.

A shout came from the village.

The Eighth Route Army does not act blatantly in every village. People have seen the robbers who kill, rob, and forcefully collect grain, and hate the Japanese so much.

There are several old men in this village who have studied. The villagers are united. Although the Japanese strengthened the management of the occupied areas, the people in the village are also obedient on the surface and have been providing cover for the militia, work team, and the Eighth Route Army.

The little girl went out and went to the door of Luo Fu's sleeping in the yard next to her, calling on Xu Xiao, the follower who was standing here, and walked carelessly towards the noisy place in the village.

Wang Liujin and the girl were old acquaintances. At this time, they were wearing a small jacket with patches on their shoulders; there was a white cloth hanging around their waists, and their bare heads had short hair growing on their bare heads, which had not shaved the face of the Chinese character, and their lips were covered with dense beards.

At such a young age, several wrinkles show off on his forehead. Now he is dressed up like an authentic farmer.

He looks tall and thin, but his muscles are full of strength.

The soldiers were dark-skinned and were watching the soldiers conducting training for plain fighting. The soldiers climbed over the wall and jumped into the window and crawled forward, touching the base of the wall and moving forward alternately, and were in full swing.

The girl felt very excited when she saw it, wondering if she wanted to learn it too. The little soldier stomped on the wall and then rushed to the roof, so she wouldn't know how to do it.

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The troops who fought Li Youde disappeared on the plain after dawn.

Gao Yidao, who had divided the twenty guns, took the people eastward and walked eastward.

According to the instructions of the regiment commander, Hu Yide continued to cross the blockade line and entered the enemy-occupied area, and cooperated with underground organizations to carry out the work of cracking down on traitors and opening up new bases.

Facing the rising sun, Hu Yi dressed in a commoner, followed by Ma Liang and Park Buhuan, who were dressed in the same style. The three of them had been wandering around the village and outside the village, and they were roughly familiar with the surrounding environment.

The sun just came out and the heat waves had not started to appear.

The people in and outside the village smiled friendly and even said hello. Hu Yi had not had such close contact with the villagers for a long time, so he still glanced at them expressionlessly and turned around and left.

He shuddered the common people and ran away quickly.

People have seen many Eighth Route Army soldiers like him. After fighting too many wars, many soldiers have developed a cold and arrogant look, and the villagers don’t care.

On the contrary, Ma Liang kept greeting the villagers who were watching from afar.

There are basically no strong laborers in the village, and most of them are recruited by the Japanese to dig blockade ditches or repair artillery towers.

The three of them stopped under a tree by the roadside outside the village. In the midsummer fields, there was not a green look, but a piece of yellow soil was dotted with some colors.

Hu Yi took out his telescope in a depressed mood and looked at the desolation everywhere.

The situation in front of him brought him back to the northeast plain, the same situation, the same bad.

With the flag floating on the roof of the artillery tower in the distance, Hu Yi knew that there were not only traitors in the artillery tower, but also many compatriots who had to survive.

The three of them turned into the village from the east again. Looking at Wang Liujin's soldiers at the training ground, Hu Yi suddenly felt calm and comfortable.

The figures of the girl and Xu Xiao flashed through her eyes, making Hu Yi think he was dazzled.

"Company Commander Hu, Lao Pu, who is this?" Platoon Commander Wang saw the three of them coming in, but he didn't expect that it would be almost dawn and he got up so early.

Ma Liang looked at the unique training methods of the soldiers in the training. His eyes lit up. He turned his head and immediately stretched out his hand: "My name is Ma Liang, the leader of the first platoon of the 9th Company of the Independent Regiment, hello!"

"I am Wang Liujin from the division spy platoon." The platoon leader Wang smiled and shook hands with Ma Liang and others one by one.

Hu Yi and Park Buhuan were acquainted with the elder of the platoon Wang, but Hu Yi didn't speak. Park Buhuan talked to the platoon Wang and pointed at the training of the soldiers.

After Hu Yi arrived here with his troops before dawn, he met Su Qing and Old Zhou first and probably knew the current situation.

Turning back from the trained soldiers: "I heard that you have been here for a few days, are you still used to it?"

"I went to the plain to fight. This is the first time that the big girl got into the sedan chair. I heard that Company Commander Hu fought and advanced into the team several times. I didn't hear you say that they were together last time. I can't hide it this time, haha."

Hu Yi objectively commented: "Your soldier quality is good."

"Hehe, I actually only have one squad, and the others were drawn from the troops near the division headquarters." Platoon Commander Wang gradually felt a little lonely as he spoke: "It's a pity that I have been out for so long and have never even fought the Japanese, so I feel so stuffy."

Hu Yi didn't say anything.

"What, Company Commander Hu, isn't your team trained?" Platoon Commander Wang asked again.

Hu Yi was stunned, his old face turned slightly red: "I drove all night last night, so let the brothers rest first."

The unknown platoon leader Wang continued: "Even if he is busy, we can't help but train!"

Hu Yi smiled: "You train first, I'll leave in advance."

After saying that, he turned around and left. Ma Liang followed behind Hu Yi. Park Buhuan thought for a while and followed him.

The confusing platoon leader Wang.

The Ninth Company is currently divided into two parts. Most of the new recruits stay in the west, and Lao Qin led Tian Sanqi to train. Those new recruits are willing to train rather than take ideological classes, so they are very enthusiastic about training.

There must be someone in the middle who had problems with the recruits Ma Liang brought back from the execution ground.

Hu Yi just told the situation to the regiment commander. After considering it for a long time, the regiment commander decided to take all the recruits away and enter the mountain.

The leader did not say anything about the specific handling, and Hu Yi did not ask. It should be the political commissar who was having a headache.

The militia leader Lao Du, who had just arrived, stayed with Lao Qin. He was a bandit, but it didn't matter. Those who escaped, probably would have gained something if he did his job.

Lao Meng's people changed the clothes of the common people, scattered around the village where Lao Qin trained new recruits, and selected many people from the escaped villagers to form a militia.

As for identifying the identities of these people who escaped, Hu Yi brought the list and handed it over to Su Qing and Lao Zhou last night, and they went to investigate secretly. There were too many people, so it was very difficult to investigate.

It is easy to develop troops on the plains, but it is too easy for Japanese to mix sand in the army.

However, according to the regiment commander and political commissar, even if he was forced to be an insider by the Japanese traitor, as long as he joined the Eighth Route Army, he would sooner or later become a member of the resistance against the Japanese.

Not to mention, the next day, Lao Qin brought the new recruits and the people who had fled to the side of the discovery of hundreds of people to do ideological work.

Not to mention anything else, the stench emitted from the pit can make people want to peel the Japanese and get cramps.

Hu Yi looked through the window and watched Su Qing writing calligraphy, with her white neck under her short hair, and wanted to leave.

But before I knew it, I came to Su Qing's door, but the door was not closed.

"Are you here?" Su Qing was writing something, and saw Hu Yi coming in from the corner of his eyes. He didn't even raise his head and asked lightly.

Hu Yi entered the door, and she was the only one in the room, with a large stack of written notes on the table. It seemed that she should have been writing it all the time.

Lao Zhou should have gone out to send a task to investigate the villagers and didn't come back so soon.

Park Buhuan, who was following behind, was taken away by Ma Liang for excuses to learn what shooting skills were pulled away.

After writing the last piece of paper, Su Qing put down his pen and rubbed his white fingers: "The teacher approved the list of traitors to be suppressed. Next, we will arrest these traitors one by one, or shoot them directly!"

Hu Yi didn't say anything, quietly looking at the words written by Su Qing on the table.

There are not many words, all written on a note that is long and wide with a ruler. The words are very big: the crime is extremely serious, and the death is never repent, and the people are in the public enemy...

"Why do you write this?" Hu Yi regretted it as soon as he said that he was asking questions knowingly.

Su Qing didn't care: "The current policy of the work team towards the enemy is to clarify the goals and specifically find the worst suppression, so as to strive to educate more puppet troops and turn traitors back into justice."

Hu Yi frowned: "Isn't it just killing the chicken for the monkey to show?"

"It can be understood that not everyone is really surrendering to the enemy by those puppet troops, or even the reconnaissance team. Perhaps it is forcing us to fight for it, but for those enemies who eat people and don't spit bones, they must hang a knife on their heads!"

"How to suppress it? Kill it directly?"

"No, we have to arrest some of them, and then secretly hold a public trial meeting for the masses, and then execute the firing of the gun!"
Chapter completed!