With the judgment, the meeting became simple. Even those who had nothing to say started talking. The members of the independent regiment gathered together, sometimes discussing, sometimes arguing with each other. Ding Deyi neither stopped them nor expressed his opinion. He just kept listening while peeling peanuts, and once again used his brainstorming method.
Hu Yi had not spoken since he sat down. He had said everything he needed to say. As for coming up with a solution, he was too lazy to think about it. There were people in this room who were all capable, educated, experienced, and courageous. They were all there. How could there be a lack of solutions
So he sat next to Uncle Niu and began to count the gaps between the bricks. This was his second time attending the meeting. The difference from the first time was that this time he did not take the initiative to look at Su Qing from beginning to end, but just quietly counted the gaps between the bricks.
Along with that heavy rain, many things flowed away, many things were destroyed, and a numb heart that even he hated finally turned into ashes. When those ashes mixed with rain and disappeared into the loess, Hu Yi finally found that he actually had one thing: alive. Compared with the machine gun company of the 67th Army, compared with Wang Laokou, compared with the thousands of people who fell in the smoke of gunpowder, this was too luxurious. Being alive actually had...
The meeting finally ended, and a response plan was formed. The plan was divided into two aspects. On the one hand, it was passive. Dabei Village was ready to evacuate at any time, determine the evacuation route for the people, and prepare in advance the places in the mountains where food and supplies could be hidden. These things were carried out by the supply department, the medical team, the kitchen team and the recruit company. If Dabei Village really could not escape the fate of being reduced to ashes, it should also be prepared to start reconstruction immediately after the enemy left. As long as there were people, food, and guns, there was confidence.
On the other hand, it was proactive, and it was the result of everyone's ideas. Since the enemy was still planning an attack, the independent regiment took action before the enemy, pulled out all the combat units, and rushed into the enemy-occupied areas, took down artillery towers, stole strongholds, attacked local tyrants, and exterminated traitors. They did whatever they could and fought whatever they could, striving to make the city a mess. The purpose was to let the Japanese troops in the city see that the main force of the independent regiment had arrived, forcing them to go out of the city to chase and suppress the rebellion, disrupt their plans, turn the mopping-up into a cat-and-mouse game, lead the enemy to exercise, steal concepts to waste time, and finally abort the mopping-up plan.
On the way back to the ninth squad, Hu Yi was filled with emotion. The proactive attack strategy planned in this meeting was something he had experienced when he was in the 67th Army, and he had experienced it as a human. He had to say that this move was very shameless, and it made those combat staff officers want to cry but not to cry, and ultimately achieved nothing. But today, after three years of ups and downs, he has gone from being an enemy to being the master.
After entering the yard, before I even got close to the door, I heard a noise coming from inside the house.
Hu Yi pushed open the door and saw Luo Fugui sitting on the bedside, wiping his machine gun with a sock instead of a rag. Ma Liang was sitting at the table, dipping a pair of chopsticks in water as if he was practicing writing, but he only wrote one stroke on the table. Wu Shitou stood stupidly in the middle of the room, staring at Hu Yi who came in without saying a word. The torn door curtain leading to the inner room was still shaking, and something must have just gotten in.
Finally, Hu Yi lowered his head and looked at the floor. Liu Jianqiang was tied up tightly from head to toe and lying on his back. He twisted and turned trying to struggle, with a torn sock stuffed in his mouth, which seemed to be the same pair in Luo Fugui's hand.
Ma Liang raised his head and smiled deliberately: "Brother, you... why are you back so soon? Aren't you supposed to be locked up for two days?"
Hu Yi had no expression on his face and did not answer. He did not continue to look at Liu Jianqiang on the ground. He sat down directly opposite Ma Liang, grabbed the big and broken teacup on the table and pushed it in front of Ma Liang. Ma Liang quickly picked up the water bottle and poured water into it. He took two sips of the water and then asked, "Who is it?"
Ma Liang looked at Luo Fugui helplessly. Luo Fugui stared at Hu Yi, who was not aware of what was going on, and then looked at the door curtain of the inner room. He had no choice but to point at Wu Shitou and said, "Fool Yu. Boss Hu, don't look at me. This is none of my business."
Hu Yi looked at Wu Shitou who was acting nonchalant and said, "Fool, take the thing out of his mouth."
As soon as the torn socks came out, Liu Jianqiang took a few deep breaths, then twisted his still-bound body, and shouted at Luo Fugui with a red face and thick neck: "You wicked man, stop pretending, I will never let you go"
"Tell me, what's going on?"
Liu Jianqiang, who was lying on the ground, heard Hu Yi's question and turned around to answer, "They falsely accused me of being a traitor."
At this time, the tattered door curtain of the inner room was suddenly opened, and a pair of pigtails appeared at the door. They raised a pair of small eyebrows and said to Liu Jianqiang: "Still quibbling, if you are not a traitor, why did she ask you to leave?"
"She asked me to report the situation, but I didn't."
"You didn't tell me why you stayed in the Political Work Department for so long?"
"She ordered me to clean the political department office twice."
"Oh my, you can't even make up a lie. Her office is cleaner than the sanitation team. What the hell are you cleaning?"
"You little bitch, believe it or not. If you have the guts, just keep using your power on me and see if I will blink an eye."
"Don't think I won't dare to do that in front of the fox. I will still make you pay."
"You come"
"Come on," Xiao Hongying said, pulling up her sleeves to show her white and tender little arms, and walking towards Liu Jianqiang lying on the ground with her pigtails raised. Suddenly, she felt two strong hands grabbing her armpits from behind, gently lifting her little body off the ground.
Hu Yi put the little girl on the bench, then stood up and walked to Liu Jianqiang, lowered his head and asked, "When did Su Yushi ask you to go?"
"Today at noon."
"Why did she ask you to go?"
"The counselor of Class Nine."
Hu Yi then bent down to untie Liu Jianqiang's rope, and at the same time said to everyone in the room, "Don't talk about this anymore."
Xiao Hongying still said with dissatisfaction: "I hate people who tell tales the most."
Luo Fugui immediately agreed and said, "That's right. It would be very annoying if we don't make it clear."
Hu Yi straightened up and clapped his hands. He knew very well why the little girl and Luo Fugui reacted so strongly to this matter. He said to them calmly, "Don't worry about it. If Runny Nose wants to say something, he will walk into the regiment headquarters with dignity."
Hu Yi said this casually, but Liu Jianqiang, who was trying to get up, suddenly felt that all the grievances in his heart seemed to... disappear in an instant.
Hu Yi was not a person who was good at being scared, let alone telling tales. Hu Yi would not doubt Liu Jianqiang's words at all, because he had a runny nose. He said that he cleaned Su Qing's office, which was the cleanest in the whole group, twice. No one would believe such a thing, but Hu Yi believed it. Because Hu Yi not only knew what kind of person Liu Jianqiang was, but also knew what kind of person that woman was, and how her unknown special habits were formed...