Chapter 403

Sniffing the evening breeze outside the city, it almost seemed like a different life. The miraculous power burst out in his body. The people who escaped from death supported each other, cheered and jumped, and rushed out of the city. At the gate, Japanese soldiers with shining bayonets watched helplessly as they poured out of the city's detention points, rushing towards the main road of the city gate like a tide, and rushed out of the city. Since luring these 20,000 villagers into the city to detain them, Renqiu County has never been safe. Screams and wails filled his ears day and night. He was timid and almost thought that the city was haunted.

Five miles away from Renqiu County, the 12th District Team set up a contact point, cooked more than a dozen big pots and all the sanitation staff responded to the people coming out of Renqiu County.

Five miles, the two sides inside and outside the city were in a delicate balance. On the gate tower of Renqiu County, Nio Ono held a telescope and looked at the 12th District Team's contact point that was exposed in sight in the distance. Two Type 95 infantry guns with black holes sticking out of the muzzles were set up on the edge of the contact point. Several boxes of ammunition boxes stacked were covered, and several Eighth Route Army soldiers were holding several triangular plates to measure the distance.

"Baga!" Ono Nio also saw the mortal enemy in the security area under his jurisdiction. Wang Bao, the captain of the 10th District Team, also looked over with a telescope.

Through the telescope, the two saw each other almost at the same time, and their eyes seemed to burst out with a flash of light behind the telescope.

It is almost rare for the leaders of the two sides to meet at such a close distance.

However, except for putting down the telescope angrily and smashing the city wall bricks with his fists, Nio Ono did not act rashly. The brigade he belonged to was a local public security troop under the Mixed Brigade and was not equipped with heavy weapons for attack. The 12th District Team's 95th infantry artillery range was close to nine kilometers, which made the two infantry artillery of the 12th District Team enough to completely suppress the Japanese defense outside the firepower range of the Japanese army in Renqiu County. It could even be further shelled deep into the city wall, causing the Japanese army's Type 38 rifle with a range of 2,400 meters and the grenade launcher with a range of only 200 meters to be completely trapped in a passive situation where they could only be beaten and not fight back.

The only thing Ono Nio relies on is that the gate of Renqiu County is covering the crowds outside the city. However, on one hand, the superiors ordered it and the firepower threat from the 12th District Team, which made Ono Nio who was deeply depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

After taking a few deep breaths, Ono Nio responded to his bad mood and said to the adjutant beside him: "How are the combat troops assembled?!"

"Report to Captain Ono. You can prepare in the afternoon." The adjutant responded.

"Yo Xi! Tell the left-behind personnel that you don't have to worry about the Eighth Route Army outside." Ono Nio no longer wanted to continue to observe the movements of the 12th District Team outside the city. He knew that the 12th District Team could not launch an attack. The more than 20,000 civilians from the city were enough to make the 12th District Team busy for a while. The current tasks between the two sides made each other have no time to take care of each other.

This time the fight was just a little advantage for the 12th District team.

Running out of Renqiu County, and crying with joy, the people saw the infantry artillery positions and several light and heavy machine guns placed in the direction of Renqiu County. The uneasiness and fear in their hearts fell down like a big rock, and the chaotic and crowded teams out of the city suddenly became orderly and rushed to the porridge shops of the 12th District team, but no one scrambled for them, and they all felt that they were lined up.

"Okay, fellow villagers! Everyone is safe! Please rest assured! The Eighth Route Army will definitely protect everyone." Lin Xinyu smeared the fragrant sweat while organizing the injured people to enter the medical team's diagnosis and treatment area.

On the other hand, Chen Jiayao and his military workers also led the people who had been hungry for a long time to send sweet porridge. The warm porridge was sprinkled with brown sugar to supplement the people's nutrition.

In order to prevent the hungry people from eating hard and eating hard, the military workers repeatedly reminded the masses that each person would have a bowl and just put their stomachs on their stomachs first.

Almost half of the base area mule and horse carriage convoys were mobilized, and the militia took their relatives back to their homes. The 12th District Team prepared to escort outside Renqiu County.

Among the people queuing up to receive porridge and fill their hunger, Chen Jiayao saw the squad leader of the puppet army squadron in the county. He was dressed as an ordinary person, mixed with the masses, and rushed forward uneasily.

"Sun Laosi?" Chen Jiayao muttered in her heart, and winked at the puppet army squad leader Sun Laosi. The other party nodded, quietly flashed from the mass team to the porridge shed while talking in a low voice with Renqiu County on his back.

"Company Commander Chen, this is the situation in the city!" Sun Laosi, the squad leader of the puppet army squadron, looked around and quietly sent Chen Jiayao a small note.

"Well!~ Thank you so much for your hard work these days!" Chen Jiayao took it quietly and stuffed it in a few round and flat metal objects. Sun Laosi was an informant who was placed in Renqiu County in the third company. When the Japanese detained the people in the two counties, they helped to bring food to the detained people. This time, he brought it to Chen Jiayao, the latest trends of the Japanese army in the city.

When he touched the cold texture of the things, it was clearly silver dollars. Sun Laosi's face stagnated and quickly pushed them back and said, "Company Commander Chen, this is not necessary. Everyone is from the villagers. Whoever has no relatives and friends suffers in it? We can also be considered to be a little help to our own people."

In order to facilitate the work, the Third Company often gives some rewards to those informants as event placement fees, but today Sun Laosi felt that the silver dollars that the Company Commander Chen Jiayao stuffed into his hand was really hot.

"Hold it, take care of the villagers these days, and you have spent a lot of money. Please collect it. Maybe it will be useful." Chen Jiayao's face turned aside and forced it into Sun Laosi's palm.

"Oh! This skin is really hard to wear. I want to take off this skin and follow the Eighth Route Army. I used to be confused and make a living, but now I understand that the Japanese are really not a fucking thing. The backbone of the Japanese is so poked that it hurts." Sun Laosi grinned and silently put the silver dollar in his pocket.

"Don't rush now. There will always be a day when you will be able to become a regular person. Your task is to inquire more useful information for the Eighth Route Army and protect the villagers from being harmed by the Japanese. Okay, go back quickly." Chen Jiayao encouraged a few words. These puppet troops who entered the enemy had clearly understood the guilt of being a traitor and had already recognized the 12th District Team as their own real organization.

After Chen Jiayao explained several tasks, the puppet army squad leader Sun Laosi once again caught up with the crowd and quietly returned to Renqiu County.

Among the people who survived the disaster in Renqiu County and Gaoyang County, many people still could not get injured and died at home. In just over ten days, nearly 400 people died in the two counties, and nearly thousands of people were beaten. Ono's poisonous plan brought great trauma to the base areas of the 12th District Team and other troops. Although the 12th District Team and the superiors of the 11th District Team were carrying out rescue operations, almost every village in both counties was covered with mourning clothes, and the entrances of the village were hung with soul-summoning banners. Almost no one dared to go out at night. The gushing of the loss of relatives from the night wind was like a hundred ghosts walking at night, and the fear that penetrated into the ears of people. Even the Japanese and puppet troops in the stronghold were all as beautiful as earth.

Speaking of the Japanese, all the people who survived the disaster in the two counties gritted their teeth to the Japanese. More than 3,000 people pulled into the influence of the Japanese were not influenced, and even hated the Japanese more and more. Those who had such a slight fantasy of the Japanese completely understood the reality, and the Chinese and Japanese were not dead.

With the hatred of the Japanese, the number of people who took the initiative to join the anti-Japanese war in the 12th District Team and other surrounding troops stationed suddenly increased a lot of people who took the initiative to join the anti-Japanese war. Those who were entrusted with their relationships, those who walked through the back doors, those who were entrusted with their wives to send their husbands, sisters to their brothers, and old mothers to send their children. They were scrambling to squeeze the young boys into the anti-Japanese war team. Even the Japanese did not expect that their atrocities actually stimulated the people in the base area to join the anti-Japanese war. As long as someone raised his arms and shouted, "Go and fight the Japanese!" The masses immediately rushed over, and the old man in his sixties and seventies would follow him with a hoe.

In early November, outside the base area, the reactionary government of Wang puppet treason came to sign the "Alliance Treaty" with the Japanese, determined to surrender to the Japanese master and push the Chinese to the dead, which further stimulated the craze for military participation in various base areas. Compared with modern times, the term desertion service has never been heard in the base area. Good men must join the army. The high conscription attitude of the 12th District Team further proves this, making the people in the nearby base areas think in the past.

Not only did Nio Ono dig out the gaps from the base area, but instead forced the masses to unite and unite.

The Japanese army broke the new national movement in Renqiu Prefecture. Ono Nioho hurriedly led his subordinates to take the order of Okamura Yanji, and together with other security forces, they conducted a search operation in the direction of Taiqiu District. Due to the anger of the commander of Okamura, the main goal was to target the 16th Regiment of the Eighth Route Army. In order to speed up the search speed, the anti-Japanese armed forces in general ignored it. Ono Nioho had no time to take care of the 12th District Team, and the lost stronghold did not have enough troops to retake it for a while.

The Japanese army was empty, but the 12th District Team was also busy with aftermath and comfort work, and did not have enough energy to launch retaliation attacks. The attack deterrent operation at the early stage was extremely costly. Although the results were huge, the casualties rate of the troops were not small, resulting in a decline in overall combat effectiveness. Li Wei and Fan Guowen organized a successful extermination operation against the people in the martial arts world, eliminating the hidden dangers in the base area, and also made the district captain Wang Bao breathe a sigh of relief. Finally, it was not a miserable house, but the rain was raining all night. The militia in the base also alleviated the weak defense power of the old base area and the newly opened base area to a certain extent.
Chapter completed!