Deserter from War

Chapter 118: Who helps whom?

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"My uncle said that if anyone we don't know or who comes into the village with a gun, we should tell him." This is what the child said.

"My uncle has several people, and they have guns." The child was not very good at counting, so he used his two little hands to show six or seven fingers.

"My uncle and his family are not far from the village." No matter how he asked, the child answered that the other party's location was not far away, so he had to lead the way.

The child was walking in front, Hu Yiheng was following closely behind the child with his rifle in hand, and Ma Liang was responsible for covering the rear.

Not long after leaving the village, the child leading the way suddenly left the path and walked into the wild.

Hu Yi still followed, but he began to wonder in his heart. Is it necessary for the plainclothes team to hide in the wild? This situation is a bit strange and unreasonable. It is said that children's words are the most true, and children never lie. The little girl is also a child, right? Who can be better at telling lies

As they got further and further away from the path, the terrain became more and more complex, and the surrounding vegetation became more and more dense. The more Hu Yi thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He raised his hand to stop the group behind him, and said in a deep voice to the child leading the way, "Stop!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, the child suddenly started running forward. Hu Yi wanted to reach out and grab him but it was too late. He instinctively put the butt of the gun against his shoulder, and the three points were in a straight line. The back of the eight or nine-year-old child running was reflected in Hu Yi's slightly narrowed eyes, but the trigger seemed to be very heavy, and Hu Yi could not pull it.

"Spread out where you are, hide and stay alert!" After saying this to the man behind him, Hu Yi put away his gun and chased after him.

Although the child was small, he was familiar with the terrain and there were many obstacles. He immediately became as nimble as a little monkey, jumping, leaping, and dodging, making Hu Yi, who was chasing behind him, very angry.

Even so, the child's physical strength and stride range could not be compared with those of an adult, not to mention the ruthless Hu Yi. A few minutes later, at the bottom of a low cliff, he was finally caught by Hu Yi.

All veterans who have walked out of the smoke of war many times have some abilities that are different from ordinary people. Some are very thin and have poor fighting skills, but they can always survive hand-to-hand combat again and again; some lie among the dead, and even in the dark night, they can know how many living people are within a radius of 50 meters; some can even accurately predict the time of their own death, so they desert and try to avoid it, but they still die. Although they are shot by the firing squad, they really know it, and die very punctually.

The wind suddenly stopped, the leaves stood still, and the surroundings were so quiet that Hu Yi could only hear the child's panicked breathing and his own heartbeat, which was slowing down. He seemed to have experienced this feeling before.

Hu Yi loosened his grip on the boy's collar very slowly, and his body was as still as the leaves around him, motionless. He was thinking about what the chances were of not being hit if he rushed to the side, or what the chances were of being let go if he simply raised his gun and surrendered.

"Are you... Squad Leader Hu?" Before Hu Yi could take any action, a voice came from the top of the cliff.

Then, six or seven gun-wielding figures stood up from behind the bushes on the low cliff. The man who spoke was pale, thin, and had an untidy beard. Hu Yi finally recognized him. He was Lao Luo...

Since the last time he was caught undercover by the plainclothes team, the group established by Lao Luo was completely ruined. Although he was very discouraged, he was unwilling to accept it and felt that he had no face to see anyone. So he did not leave here to find an organization, but instead gathered a few villagers again and determined to form a Qingshan Village guerrilla team. Where he fell, he wanted to get up there!

Since the plainclothes team already knew their background, they would not easily enter the village. The child who led the way was the nephew of one of the team members. This child was the eye of Lao Luo and his team in the village.

It was dark. In a hidden valley, two bonfires were lit at a distance from each other. On one side were the guerrillas, and on the other was Class 9.

Luo Fugui finished the dry food in his hand, turned his head to look at the fire over there, then turned back and grumbled in a low voice with dissatisfaction: "Damn it, who is helping whom? We said we would go to them for food and drink, but now our food for tomorrow has gone into their mouths! What the hell is going on?"

Liu Jianqiang glanced at Luo Fugui and said, "Don't forget, you are now in the Eighth Route Army. They are also our comrades. They are all hungry. Can you just watch and do nothing? Can you be more aware of this?"

"What's wrong with what I said? Can enlightenment be eaten? They still have poor relatives who can give them some relief, but what about us? Who cares if we starve to death? What are we going to eat tomorrow? Enlightenment?"

"You..." Liu Jianqiang was choked by Luo Fugui and his face turned red and his neck became thick, and he was unable to speak.

Seeing that Liu Jianqiang had lost his temper, Luo Fugui turned to Xiao Hongying who was standing by the fire: "You are smart at ordinary times, but you are stupid at critical moments! I just told the squad leader to keep some in your name, but you rushed to give it away. Are you bored?"

"I do!" Xiao Hongying answered unhappily, without even looking at Luo Fugui, and kept poking the campfire with a branch.

Hu Yi did prepare a separate portion for the little girl, but the little girl felt uncomfortable because of the accidental injury last time. Although she refused to admit it, she felt that she owed them, so she gave them the portion reserved for herself.

Ma Liang was annoyed by Luo Fugui's nagging and said impatiently: "Is it going to end? What difference does one day more or one day less make? Can you shut up? The squad leader is here, why are you worrying?"

The sky was full of stars, but there was no moon. I couldn't see very far, and could only make out the outlines of a few dark mountains not far away.

Hu Yi was on sentry duty at the top of the mountain, thinking about the next step of Class 9. By some strange coincidence, he really found Lao Luo, but unfortunately, things did not go as he wished, as the other party was also starving, so he had no choice but to give away all the dry food of Class 9.

Lao Luo and his men had no idea about the situation of the independent regiment. They simply thought that Hu Yi and his men were just going on a mission as usual. The Ninth Squad was in the army, so it was inconvenient to ask more questions. Hu Yi was also not sure what to say to Lao Luo and his men. He couldn't say, "The regiment doesn't care about us anymore. We only have two days' worth of food. Can't we give them all?" Hu Yi couldn't say that.

Just like what Ma Liang said, Hu Yi felt that one day more or one day less would not make much difference, saving money was useless, and increasing income was the fundamental thing. Gao Yidao wanted to snatch money from the devils, and if he succeeded, he would certainly become rich overnight, but Hu Yi did not want to do this, the risk was too high and the cost was too great, and the ninth squad could not do this big job. Hao Ping wanted to talk to the rich gentry about ideals and patriotism, Hu Yi thought this was actually a good idea, as long as he was careful and cautious, maybe he could not raise too much, but it should be enough to make a living, right? However, he was not Hao Ping, and he was not born with a clever mouth, so Hu Yi could not learn this elegant move!

After much thought, it seems that I can only go back to my old job. Not to mention my past achievements, after joining the Eighth Route Army, didn't I also fight against a wealthy man named Song? Since the Japanese puppet area is ahead, why not pick a bigger one and do it again.

Hu Yi made up his mind that after Ma Liang came to change guard, he would go to Lao Luo to ask about the situation. Of course, he would ask in a low profile, because it was better not to let Lao Luo know about this kind of thing.

Before he knew it, he heard footsteps behind him. Hu Yi thought it was Ma Liang, but when the other person came closer, he found out it was Lao Luo.

"Team Leader Hu, it's me. It's nothing, I just came up to say thank you. Haha." Lao Luo walked slowly to Hu Yi and smiled unnaturally, although the smile could not be seen clearly in the dark.

"It's nothing."

"When I first met you, Class 9, you saved my life. I met you again today and you relieved my hunger for a few days. You are my benefactor, and you deserve this thank you."

Since Lao Luo was here now, Hu Yi decided to say something: "Lao Luo, you are familiar with this area. I want to ask, is there any pattern in the plainclothes teams around here?"

Lao Luo lowered his head and thought for a while: "They also live in this area. There are all kinds of idlers and hooligans. They gather in small groups during the day and hang around everywhere. At night, they go back to their homes."

"Well, who is the most famous landlord around here?"

Although Hu Yi's question was abrupt, Lao Luo didn't think much about it and blurted out, "The Li family in Luoye Village to the east is the most famous." Before Hu Yi continued to ask, Lao Luo seemed to be interested and took the initiative to continue, "In a radius of fifty miles, the Li family is the largest. There are two brothers in the Li family. The eldest is Li Youde, who is the chairman of the maintenance association of Luoye Village. The second is Li Youcai, who is a gambler, a traitor, and a plainclothes team member. He often appears in Lushuipu."

Although it was dark at night, Hu Yi still inadvertently turned his sight to the east. Hu Yi felt that eating the rich was not a complicated matter, and the 9th squad would be able to return to the independent regiment soon...