Chapter 2058 Emergency Relocation

In the dark Fulai Town, a kerosene lamp suddenly lit up in someone's house. As time went by, the lights were not just in one or two places. Under the lights, people were talking in a very low and urgent voice, and occasionally there were children crying after being woken up.

"What's going on?" An old man who got up at night noticed that the lights were also on in the neighbor's house, and the woman in the neighbor's house was wrapping a bundle and putting it on her own cart.

"Big sister, what's going on?"

The first sentence was a soliloquy, and the second sentence was to the neighbor's woman.

When the woman saw someone asking questions, she was a little panicked at first, and when she saw that it was Lao Wang next door, she simply answered with two words: "Moving." Then she went back to her own business.

"Moving? Where are you moving in the middle of the night?" The old man was confused at the time.

But obviously, the neighbor's family didn't intend to answer, and the people went into the house while talking.

How could they move in the middle of the night?

The old man was puzzled. Seeing that the woman looked afraid of being discovered by others, he finally felt that this matter was unusual.

He slipped into someone else's house with his shoes on. Naturally, he met someone else in the process. Soon, the old man's voice came from the darkness, and that person had a nickname called "Bao Da Ting" in the town.

"What's going on?" the old man asked again.

"You don't know about such a big thing?" Bao Da Ting answered with a rhetorical question.

"What's the matter?" The old man was still confused. He just slept for half a night and got up to pee. Did a big thing happen? How could he know.

"I tell you, the Japanese asked the Eighth Route Army to take down our artillery tower!" Bao Da Ting gave him a piece of news that made him nervous, excited and a little scared, and there was also nervousness and excitement in Bao Da Ting's voice.

"What?" The old man didn't believe his ears.

How could he have thought that such a big thing would happen in the town in this half night!

In his eyes, those short and fierce Japanese soldiers were invincible!

Although there were occasional reports that the Eighth Route Army had fought with the Japanese devils somewhere, it was just a legend after all, at least he had never heard of it.

And what he saw in person were Japanese soldiers wearing khaki uniforms, leggings wrapped around their calves, big fur shoes on their feet, long rifles in their hands, and shining bayonets on their rifles.

He even saw Japanese soldiers once setting up machine guns in the town, and the muzzles were black.

It is said that when the guns were fired, people would die in rows, which was faster than the livestock and poultry in the town dying from plague!

But now this kind of thing happened in the town, and those Japanese soldiers were actually dead?

Bao Da Ting looked at him, not in a hurry to say anything to him, as if he enjoyed the shock that the news brought to the old man!

"That's not right!" After a while, the old man reacted.

"What's wrong?" Bao Da Ting asked.

"If all the Japanese are dead, what about the people in the artillery tower in our town? Are they all dead?" the old man asked anxiously.

The people in the artillery tower in the town the old man mentioned refer to the puppet army.

The old man knew why the Japanese soldiers were not as bad as other places in this town, because there were several sons in the town who served as puppet soldiers in the artillery tower.

After all, they were with the Japanese, and those Japanese soldiers would not be so fierce to the people in the town.

But if the Eighth Route Army killed all the Japanese soldiers, would those puppet soldiers be able to get away with it? They were also the enemies of the Eighth Route Army!

"Okay, you old man are not stupid." At this time, Bao Da Ting did not forget to praise the old man.

"You keep talking about irrelevant things, tell me quickly, what happened to those people?" the old man said angrily.

"So, some families in the town must move overnight!" At this time, the gossiper finally explained why so many people had their lights on.

"I understand, you mean the kids in our town rebelled against the Japanese! If they rebelled, they couldn't stay in Fulai Town anymore, so their parents and relatives must move!" The old man thought of the most critical factor, and then the next thing he thought of was a natural result.

"That's right! I said that your old brain is better than others, you are really old and cunning." The gossiper laughed.

"Get out!" The old man was so angry that he scolded him. How could he praise someone like that!

Yes, Qian Chuan'er and his men didn't kill those puppet soldiers, and those puppet soldiers simply surrendered to the Eighth Route Army after discussing with their leader!

If you surrender to the Eighth Route Army, you have to move your family away. Although it may not be safe to move anywhere, and you have to abandon your house and land, it is better than waiting to die here!

But then again, once the puppet soldiers surrendered, their families would have to move away. Qian Chuan'er and the others had not expected this, and they had never experienced this before!

"Oh, what a hassle!" Hu Zhuzi, who was standing in the darkness outside the town and looking at the faint lights in the town, complained in a low voice.

"It's a hassle." Another soldier with Hu Zhuzi also echoed.

The hassle they were talking about was, of course, that once the puppet soldiers surrendered, their families would have to move away. As for their Northeast Army, forget it, let's not talk about the Northeast Army. When did their battalion ever take care of this matter when fighting the Japanese? It's so fussy!

"No awareness!" Ma Tianfang, who had just rushed over from the town, said this when he heard the two of them say this.

Ma Tianfang came to inform them that they could retreat in a while.

Hu Zhuzi and the big soldier were sent by Qian Chuan'er to guard the town entrance to the county town.

Although Qian Chuan'er had a plan to capture the artillery tower, he had to make a bad plan.

One is that if they fail to capture the artillery tower and the gun is fired, they have to be on guard against the Japanese and puppet troops in the direction of the county town. It is unlikely that they will stop the reinforcements because they have too few people, but the guards must be sent.

Another reason why Qian Chuan'er sent people to guard was that he was afraid that once the gun was fired, the Japanese in the county town would not notice it, but someone in the town would report it to the Japanese and puppet troops!

Not to mention whether the traitor of the Eighth Route Army who must exist would report it, but Qian Chuan'er would never dare to guarantee that there were no other traitors and running dogs in the town!

The real anti-Japanese struggle is so complicated, far from being solved by pure military struggle.

And now Hu Zhuzi was dissatisfied again when he heard Ma Tianfang say that he was not aware, "Why am I not aware?" he asked.

"This is the cleverness of the Eighth Route Army. Otherwise, if there was no Lao Liu as an insider, do you think we could be so smooth? Take down the artillery tower without firing a shot?" Ma Tianfang said.

"It seems to be the truth. How can we take all the good things." Hu Zhuzi scratched his head and agreed.

"I am really convinced by the Eighth Route Army now. Their weapons are not good enough for fighting, but we really can't learn the relationship with the people. I heard that - hey." Ma Tianfang sighed and hesitated.

"What did you hear?" Hu Zhuzi asked.

"Nothing, the other end is almost done, let the three of us go back." Ma Tianfang did not say what he heard, shook his head and said.

So the three of them walked back.

What did Ma Tianfang hear? That was Ma Tianfang hearing that the Japanese army had actually killed Leng Xiaozhi.

When he thought of the good relationship between the Eighth Route Army and the common people, he thought of Leng Xiaozhi, who was good at ideological work. Alas, that person was wasted!

When Ma Tianfang and the other three rushed back to Lao Liu's house, a soldier at the door said to Hu Zhuzi with uncontrollable excitement: "Go in and take a look. The captain of the devil's squad, hehe, is alive, like a purse pig!"

Purse pigs are also a kind of family. We don't know what kind of breed it is. It must be the kind with a short waist and a small body.

Selling pigs is sold by weight.

Because the bones of purse pigs are small, no matter how fat they are fed, they can't be heavier than those long-waisted pigs.

The soldier said that the Japanese squad leader looked like a purse pig, of course, because the Japanese devils were short.

"Twenty, what's the point of throwing that **? I've killed people with cloth belts tied to their crotches." Hu Zhuzi didn't think so, but he still went into the house.

There were many people under the kerosene lamp, and in the middle of the ground was a Japanese soldier who had been tied up like a rice dumpling.

The guy's mouth was naturally stuffed, and in order to prevent him from crawling on the ground, a wooden stick thicker than his arm was tied behind him!

"Hehe, it's almost like killing a pig~" Hu Zhuzi laughed.

Qian Chuan'er, who was in the room, glanced at Hu Zhuzi who came in, and suddenly picked up the kerosene lamp on the table.

Just when others thought he was going to look at the Japanese squad leader on the ground, Qian Chuan'er stood up holding the kerosene lamp, and then walked in front of everyone in the room with the kerosene lamp.

With his small nose and small eyes, it was naturally impossible to see what his expression was, but the dim light of the kerosene lamp illuminated everyone's face in turn, everyone in their camp, and then Li Shan, Xu Lang, and Xiao Fuzi!

No one knew what Qian Chuan'er was going to do, but his appearance reminded people of the interrogation of prisoners, where they would use the dazzling light to illuminate the prisoner's face in every detail!

After a round, when Qian Chuan'er put down the kerosene lamp, a mysterious smile appeared on his face, and then he moved his body and put his mouth close to Li Shan's ear and whispered in a voice that no one else could hear.