Chapter 2145 On the Road (Part 2)

Secretary He in the carriage was stunned, and his expression clearly said, "Is this okay?"

What does this mean? It turned out that Qian Chuan'er and his men had piled sandbags on the inside of the carriage canopy!

With the cover of the outer tarpaulin, the carriage had become a hidden small mobile fortress.

This fortress could not block grenades or artillery, but it could undoubtedly block bullets.

"Let's make this carriage safer. We have the conditions anyway. Our battalion commander said that Secretary He can't make any mistakes, otherwise Uncle Wang will ask me to bring my head to see him." Qian Chuan'er smiled.

Only now did Secretary He understand why Qian Chuan'er put an engineer shovel and a sack on the carriage. The sacks were filled with the puppet army clothes they were going to wear, but they also contained other sacks!

The engineer shovel was used to shovel soil, and the sacks were used to hold soil.

"That's right, it's better to be careful." Secretary He laughed, and Qian Chuan'er said with a "hehe" smile: "Secretary He, let's change into the clothes of the puppet army!"

The carriage continued to move forward on the road. This time Qian Chuan'er sat outside the car. He sat on the right side, and Sun Zhian sat on the left. As for the others, they simply followed the carriage.

When Shang Zhen was there, they had already put sandbags in the covered carriage to block the guns.

And Xu Lang also knew about this.

This time when escorting Secretary He, Qian Chuan'er saw Xu Lang was there again, but he didn't want Xu Lang to know that he did it again, so he just said that the sack was filled with puppet army clothes.

This is not to say that Qian Chuan'er has any doubts about Xu Lang, but he simply doesn't like Xu Lang. After all, they had already dealt with Xu Lang when Shang Zhen was there, and Xu Lang's bad behavior was really unpleasant!

This time Qian Chuan'er brought Sun Zhian and Zhao Wenxi, the two puppet soldiers who surrendered.

Since they were disguised as puppet soldiers, how could they not bring two people who were familiar with other puppet soldiers who participated in the mopping-up operation? As for the other puppet soldiers who surrendered in the last battle, Shang Zhenying didn't want any of them and handed them all over to the Eighth Route Army.

How to recruit these mixed puppet soldiers is a hot potato. Professional matters should be left to professionals. It is better to leave it to the Eighth Route Army. Who said that the Eighth Route Army is good at ideological work?

"Brother Qian, do you think our people will not really think we are puppet soldiers and shoot at us?" Sun Zhian asked with a big whip in his arms.

"Why call me Brother Qian? Just call me Qian Chuan'er." Qian Chuan still behaved as usual, "Where are our people in this area now? They are all busy protecting the people!

In fact - well, forget it, I won't say it."

Qian Chuan'er wanted to say that according to the usual practice of the Eighth Route Army, they didn't need to escort Secretary He this time.

The Eighth Route Army has its own transportation line. If it is usual to escort Secretary He, they can take the transportation line.

Of course, this kind of traffic line is actually an abstract concept.

In fact, there are different traffic officers in different places and regions. As a local traffic officer, of course, he knows which road and time is the safest to take people. Even if he encounters the checkpoints of the puppet army, there will be his own people there.

But the problem is that it is now during the Japanese army's sweep. The traffic officers are also ordinary people. Many of them have gone out with the people. It is impossible to find traffic officers. How can we let the traffic officers lead people through the heavy blockades of the Japanese and puppet troops?

Qian Chuan'er wanted to tell Sun Zhian about this, but then he thought that Secretary He was sitting in the back and he could hear everything he said.

Although these veterans have known about the Eighth Route Army for a long time, after all, they have just joined, so they should not mention such a secretive thing as the traffic line, as if it is something!

"In fact, putting sandbags on the car like you do has disadvantages. If the carriage cannot run at a critical moment." Seeing Qian Chuan'er hesitated to speak, Sun Zhian knew that there were some things that he, a new member, should not ask, so he opened a new topic.

But this time he spoke much more quietly, and he didn't want Secretary He behind him to hear such words.

Hearing what Sun Zhian said, Qian Chuan'er knew the disadvantages of putting sandbags on the carriage, so he lowered his voice and explained: "We have to protect the leader even if we sacrifice our lives this time.

The carriage is too loaded with sandbags, so it can't run fast. Do you think this carriage is for us? We don't have to get on the carriage!

The sandbags are put in because we are afraid that the Japanese and the second devils will get the news and suddenly ambush."

Qian Chuan'er knew that there was a traitor on the Eighth Route Army, although he heard from Wang Laomao and Secretary He that the traitor has not been found out yet.

But he didn't want to say it, but Sun Zhian would think about it, and then asked him: "How did the Japanese and the second devil get the news?"

"The Japanese and the second devil are not stupid, come on, don't talk about this, drive your carriage well!" Qian Chuan'er laughed and changed the subject.

The carriage continued to move forward.

Qian Chuan'er's intention of putting sandbags in the carriage was nothing more than making a simple fortification. After all, if they were ambushed by the enemy on the carriage, there would be basically no room for resistance.

No wonder Qian Chuan'er and his men always did this when they ambushed the Japanese army.

As the saying goes, you can judge others by your own heart. When they designed the Japanese, they would think of all the possibilities of the battle. When they wanted to prevent the Japanese from shooting at them, they naturally thought about it in a complicated way.

But there are really various modes of fighting. Qian Chuan'er and the others thought of this, but they didn't expect that just when they turned the carriage around a hill, there was suddenly a sound coming from the hill. He shouted: "Sun Zhian, you bitch, how dare you betray me!"

Please...you...collect 6...books...!

Just this voice, as if it was a battle order, Qian Chuan'er and the others immediately touched all their guns.

In order to pretend to be in military uniform this time, Qian Chuan'er brought twenty rings with him. The other soldiers, at least on the surface, were holding rifles.

When the soldiers under him picked up the gun, they had already pushed the bolt and loaded the bullet into the chamber.

But even so, Qian Chuan'er also knew that if an enemy ambushed them, their reaction would have been slow.

They never thought that there would be an enemy ambush on this hill. No matter how fast you are, no matter how fast you move, you can't be as fast as bullets!

When Qian Chuan'er pointed the box cannon at the top of the hill, he saw more than 20 puppet soldiers appearing on the edge of the woods on the top of the hill. However, the guns of those puppet soldiers were actually pointed at them, but the guns were No yoke!

Qian Chuan'er reacted very quickly after all. He immediately realized what was happening and shouted loudly: "Don't shoot, you're one of our own!"

Aren't you one of your own? At this time, Sun Zhian had already shouted: "Meng Decai, you bitch, you scared me to death!"

At this time, the puppet soldiers on the hill were already laughing loudly, and then those people put away their rifles and walked down.

"I know him, tell our people to stop talking!" Sun Zhian said in a low voice.

By this time, Qian Chuan'er could certainly imagine that they had encountered a group of true and false soldiers, and some of them knew Sun Zhian.

Sun Zhian didn't let his people speak less because he was afraid that his Northeastern accent would be recognized by others.