Lao Deshun and his fellow villagers arrived at the entrance of the village and shouted at Chen Zikun's back: "Commander Chen, you haven't finished the wine yet."
"Shang Wen, wait until I come back before you drink."
Chen Zikun's voice came from far away.
As the name suggests, the road to Xiamapo is difficult to walk.
You have to get down and lead a large animal to get here.
This village is not far from Gongjia Village.
It can be reached quickly by riding a mule for twenty miles, but the guerrilla soldiers did not Go there directly, they take a shortcut between Xiamapo and the county seat, and ambush the little Japs.
The troops mounted mules, which greatly enhanced their mobility.
They quickly entered the preset position and drove the mules to rest in a distant depression.
The soldiers lay on the hillside, setting up machine guns and grenade launchers, just waiting for the little Japanese to enter the ambush. lock up.
From a distance, a group of soldiers came over.
The formation was sparse, like sheep excrement eggs scattered on the road.
Chen Zikun frowned: "Why are they the Imperial Alliance Army?"
The Imperial Association Army was a puppet army organized by the Japanese in the occupied areas.
Its combat effectiveness was very poor and it could not carry out tasks alone.
It seemed that the little devil was really scared and did not dare to leave the city by himself, so he let these cannon fodder come to die.
"Fight or not?"
Chen Shou asked.
"Beat, no matter how small a grasshopper is, it is still meat."
Chen Zikun gave the order, and the grenade fired first, followed by a burst of light machine gun fire.
The puppet soldiers abandoned seven or eight corpses and fled.
The brothers rushed forward, removed the guns and ammunition from the corpse, and returned in triumph.
Chen Shou asked "Where to go?"
Chen Zikun said: "Back to Gongjia Village, I haven't finished drinking yet."
The crowd roared away on mules.
On a hill in the distance, a farmer carrying a dung basket looked at the smoke and dust raised by the guerrilla cavalry in confusion, and muttered: "Supposedly, we have solved the siege of Xiamapo.
We should go there to claim credit.
Why did we turn back?
It’s really elusive and elusive.”
This person is Xia Jingqi in disguise.
If he wants the imperial army to take him seriously, he must show some authenticity.
In his early years, Xia Jingqi also served as the staff adjutant of the Military Governor's Office.
He had a lot of things in his stomach.
He presented himself to Colonel Takeshita.
The plan was to use a series of tactics to annihilate the guerrillas.
The Imperial Alliance Army sent out today was destined to die.
First, it paralyzed the guerrillas, making them more arrogant and lose their alertness.
Second, it lured the snake out of its hole and detected the opponent's whereabouts.
The guerrilla army returned to Gongjia Village.
In one afternoon, they annihilated one part of the puppet army and gained great prestige.
They added more wine, turned on the lights, and resumed the banquet.
They happened to drink it together with dinner.
Chen Zikun returned to his seat and continued drinking.
Xiao'e killed a For the chicken, the aunties helped to turn on the bellows and cook the food over the fire.
Plenty of red peppers were stir-fried in hot oil.
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The spicy chicken, a country dish, tasted absolutely authentic.
Chen Zikun touched his body and saw that the cigarette box was empty.
He had no supplies for guerrilla warfare.
This was his last pack of cigarettes.
Lao Deshun handed over his small jade cigarette pot: "Try this."
There is a copper smoking pot, a jade cigarette holder, and an embroidered tobacco leaf bag hanging underneath.
The workmanship is fine, and the smoke oil is moist.
After taking two puffs of dry smoke, Chen Zikun praised: "It's strong enough."
"If you like it, I'll give it to you."
Old Deshun was extremely generous.
"That's so embarrassing.
A gentleman doesn't take away someone's love."
Chen Zikun declined quickly.
He could see that the tobacco pouch had been with the old man for decades, so he couldn't keep it as his own.
Lao Deshun said: "Commander Chen, you're welcome.
My old man's health is broken and I can no longer carry a gun to fight.
If I can supply the commander with cigarettes, that's my contribution.
Don't be polite to me."
Seeing that the kindness was hard to refuse, Chen Zikun had no choice but to accept it.
He fumbled around to get something as a gift to the old man: "How about I give you a gun."
Lao Deshun said: "My old eyesight is so dim that I can't shoot accurately even if I have a gun.
A good gun will be blind in vain."
Chen Zikun said: "Yes, I'll give you this."
As he spoke, he took out a Japanese-made small melon forty-eight-petal grenade.
Lao Deshun smiled happily: "This one hits the mark."
Chen Zikun taught him how to use it.
The old man remembered it and carefully placed the grenade in his bag.
After a drinking session, the villagers tore down the door panels and set up bunks in the yard for the guerrilla soldiers to rest.
In Nantai County, all the gates were closed.
The Maintenance Committee was dispatched urgently and arrested four county residents who had tipped off the guerrillas overnight, including Boss Lin from Zuixianju.
In the courtyard of the old county government office, wolves and dogs were watching eagerly, and the torches were beeping and burning.
Boss Lin opened his eyes covered with blood and saw Xia Jingqi standing in front of him, with a smile on his lips.
"Boss Lin, if you dare to tip off the guerrillas, aren't you afraid that the imperial army will shoot you?"
Xia Jingqi asked slowly.
Knowing that love will lead to death, Boss Lin has nothing to worry about.
He made a sound and bloody saliva covered one of Xia Jingqi's eyes.
Xia Jingqi was furious.
He pulled out his pistol and put a bullet on Boss Lin's forehead.
He gritted his teeth but did not press the button.
Boss Lin's eyes widened with anger and he was not afraid at all: "Shoot, Commander Chen will avenge me."
"Humph, I won't beat you to death.
I'll make you die willingly when I catch Chen."
Jun is looking for you.”
Xia Jingqi hurriedly packed up his military uniforms and came to Captain Takeshita.
Captain Takeshita had been planning this operation for a long time.
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He had deliberately defeated the battle several times just to indulge the enemy's arrogance.
Now that he had figured out the specific location of the guerrilla army, he was about to mobilize in full force. , solve the problem once and for all.
"Xia Sang, you are still taking the lead in this operation."
Takeshita Osaka said.
Xia Jingqi stood at attention: "Yes" The south gate of the county town opened, and first a group of puppet troops came out, with more than 300 people, and then more than 200 Japanese troops.
The official strength of the Takeshita Regiment should be more than 3,000 people, but after the brutal Beitai Battle, only 3,000 people were left.
There were more than 500 people, but there was no time to replenish them.
Such a small number of troops were really stretched to defend the entire Jiangbei area.
These 200 people were temporarily transferred from various places by Colonel Takeshita in every possible way, just to capture Chen Zikun alive.
The troops marched quickly and quietly in the night.
The 90-inch iron caps with peeling paint shone dimly in the moonlight.
Colonel Takeshita rode a tall Japanese army horse with all four horse hooves wrapped in soft cloth and walked on the field ridge.
No sound at all No, Xia Jingqi followed him on a black donkey, which was two heads shorter than Taijun.
From time to time, he would introduce to the colonel in Japanese where the road led, how many acres of sorghum land there were, and what graves there were.
Whose ancestral tomb is it?
Colonel Takeshita praised: "Xia Sang, your Nantai is very familiar with the work."
"That's right, that's right, I'm a native of my hometown."
Xia Jingqi nodded and bowed.
The troops moved to a position two miles away from Gongjia Village.
Colonel Takeshita ordered the troops to rest where they were, eat dry food and drink water, and launch an assault fifteen minutes later.
When Lao Deshun was young, he developed the habit of getting up early to pick up dung.
He would leave the village before dawn with a dung basket on his arm.
He never imagined that this habit would lead to his death.
On both sides of the country road, wild flowers were covered with dew.
Old Deshun stopped from time to time to pick up sheep dung beans into a basket.
Unknowingly, he walked for a mile when two men covered with wild grass came out of the roadside and killed the old man.
Deadly pressed to the ground.
"He's an old man who picks up dung," someone said.
Immediately afterwards, old Deshun was picked up and pushed in front of a group of people.
The old man took a closer look and was horrified that the Japanese had actually touched the entrance to the village.
Standing in front of him were Colonel Takeshita, Xia Jingqi, and the staff of the regiment.
Their sabers were clanging, and the stars on their collar badges were flashing.
They were talking in Japanese, and Xia Jingqi translated: "Old man, please be honest with the guerrillas in the village.
If you dare to tell a lie, I'll skin you alive."
Old Deshun understood that the little devils would not come over for no reason.
They must have obtained the information.
Even if he swore to death that the guerrillas were not in the village, he would not be able to fool them at all.
The old man lived for seventy years.
The wisdom he had accumulated over the years came in handy at this moment.
He kowtowed as if he was pounding garlic: "Spare my life, I said, I said, the guerrillas are in the village, and yesterday they killed my little pig for meat. , I’m pretty dead right now.”
Xia Jingqi translated, and Colonel Takeshita was extremely satisfied: "Old man, do you know Chen Zikun?"
"I know him, but why don't he know him?
He's tall.
He shoots two box cannons left and right.
People call him Commander Chen."
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"So Ka Yosei."
Colonel Takeshita and his subordinates exchanged looks of joy.
They had broken through the iron shoes and found nowhere, and finally they could catch this big fish.
"No need to shoot.
Enter the village quietly and capture him alive.
You must capture him alive.
You understand."
Colonel Takeshita gave Xia Jingqi a death order.
"That's necessary."
Xia Jingqi answered without hesitation and asked Lao Deshun: "Whose house does Chen Zikun live in?"
"Come to Xijia from the west of the village.
There is a crooked-neck jujube tree at the door.
I will take you there."
Old Deshun volunteered.
His submissive attitude won everyone's trust, and the two guys who were twisting him loosened their hands.
Lao Deshun straightened his clothes and smiled: "Let's go."
He put his hand into the bag and secretly grabbed the hemp rope buckle with the safety pin on the grenade.
"Old man, what are you paying for?"
Xia Jingqi, the most alert, asked sternly.
The old hero smiled and took out a smoking Japanese-made Type 97 hand grenade from his belt bag.
He quickly rushed towards Colonel Takeshita and shouted: "You little devil, grandpa will take you to see the King of Hell."
The incident happened suddenly, and it was too late to stop him.
Lao Deshun rushed into the enemy's position with a grenade in his hand.
A staff officer protected him in front of Colonel Takeshita in time.
Xia Jingqi acted swiftly and plunged into the ditch beside the road.
The grenade exploded, and forty-eight prefabricated fragments flew in all directions.
The staff officer standing in front of Colonel Takeshita was killed on the spot.
Colonel Takeshita was not spared either.
He was thrown far away by the air wave.
He stretched out his hand and wiped his face, and one eyeball hung outside. .
The staff officers who followed the colonel suffered heavy casualties and wailed everywhere.
Old Deshun died on the spot and his blood was sprinkled at the entrance of the village.
The disgraced Japanese soldiers rushed up and stabbed his body with bayonets to vent their anger.
Xia Jingqi crawled out of the ditch on the roadside in embarrassment.
He hurriedly rushed to Colonel Takeshita: "Taijun, you are seriously injured."
Colonel Takeshita slapped Xia Jingqi across the face.
This cunning Chinese seemed to have a sense of smell like a military dog and was never injured.
The imperial army with him was often killed and wounded.
It seemed that this man was definitely not auspicious to the imperial army.
"Attack quickly" Colonel Takeshita drew out his saber and pointed at Gongjia Village in the morning mist.
Chen Zikun heard an explosion in his sleep, a carp jumped up, and a whistle sounded outside: "The little devil is coming, get up quickly."
The officers and soldiers of the guerrilla army were lying down with their clothes on, with their pillows on their heads.
When given the order, they all got up, each holding a weapon and waiting for orders.
Gunshots rang out from all directions.
It seemed that the enemy had surrounded Gongjia Village.
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Chen Zikun made a quick decision: "Go up to the wall and defend to the death."
Gongjia Village is not big, with hundreds of households.
When bandits were raging in the early years, Mr.
Gong paid to build an earthen fence around the village, with trenches outside.
After many years, the fence to resist the bandits became the Great Wall to fight against the Japanese invaders.
The battle started at dawn.
Lao Deshun used his life to win five precious minutes for the guerrillas
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