The opportunity was created, but the civilians never moved.
In this case, there was no need to struggle any further. Hu Yi retreated behind the slope and called on Xu Xiao to call for a retreat. He then threw the machine gun to Luo Fugui and walked west. Not long after, he called up the girl who was wearing a helmet and focusing on shooting, and Wu Shitou, and walked down the slope to the west.
On the other side, the five new recruits from the third squad were taking turns using their Type 38 rifles, lying on the dark hilltop and firing at the artillery tower. Ma Liang noticed that the gunfire on the opposite hill suddenly stopped, so he immediately gave the order to retreat and led his men to run westward into the darkness.
Not long after, squad one, three, and nine all gathered at the side of the path. Logically, as soon as the gunfire on the mountain stopped, Liu Jianqiang should have known that it was time to retreat. They should have turned around and ran back along the path. They should have reached the meeting point faster than the other squads, but they had not shown up yet.
Hu Yi was a little upset and was about to send Team 1 back to look for it when Team 2 suddenly showed up in a hurry.
"Why are you here now?"
"We picked up a man, he was shot." Liu Jianqiang ran to Hu Yi, panting. In the darkness behind, five soldiers also ran over, one of them carrying a person on his back.
"Didn't I tell you not to get close to the fire?" Hu Yi's tone was cold.
"We didn't go over there. This guy was the first one running out, and after he was shot he continued to crawl, so we waited."
Looking at the man on the soldier's back, Hu Yi said no more and waved his hand, "Retreat."
At this time, the injured man seemed to be more conscious and uttered a weak voice: "Wait... wait... let me finish what I want to say first... let me finish what I want to say... if I die, there will be no chance..."
Hu Yi turned around again.
"He was mumbling all the way." said the soldier carrying the wounded.
After hesitating for a moment, Hu Yi walked closer and said, "Speak."
The injured man barely raised his head and looked around, then said weakly, "Tell Shopkeeper Black that I am Black Snake. Remember, I am Black Snake... The material plan has failed, and those things cannot leave the city... I am Black Snake..."
It sounded a bit confusing at first, but Hu Yi understood it in a flash. No wonder there was no answer to the matter of bringing supplies into the mountains. It turned out that the courier was captured by the Japanese by mistake to build a gun tower, or he was captured when he tried to sneak past the gun tower construction site, causing the news to be delayed until now. He took the opportunity to rush out tonight when the ninth platoon attacked at night.
A person was sent to return to Dabei Village overnight to report the situation, and then the entire 9th platoon returned to the wine station. Unfortunately, on the way, Black Snake died of excessive blood loss. However, his expression was very relaxed, not painful at all, because he finally completed the task he wanted to complete. Sometimes, it is very simple to die without regrets. The successful delivery of a message can also be a reason, even if it is bad news, but it has nothing to do with the person who delivered the message, even if others don’t know his name and can only call him Black Snake.
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It's dawn.
In the crops near the ruins of Qingshan Village, several Eighth Route Army soldiers were busy. Under the sunshine, they carefully took care of these green hopes.
On a nearby hill, several Eighth Route Army soldiers were sweating and filling a new grave. A huge mound of earth stood out on the hill, and in front of it stood a thick wooden stake more than half a person's height, with five charcoal-black characters written on it: Qingshan Village Elders.
Not far away there were two graves next to each other, one new and one old. The older grave was where the courier who had eaten the secret letter was buried, while the newer grave was where several soldiers had just buried it. Luo Fugui swung a hammer and hammered a wooden stake into the ground. On the stake was a crooked black snake painted on it.
Li Xiang, Wu Shitou and Xu Xiao threw down their shovels and sat by the grave to wipe their sweat. Hu Yi stood not far from the grave, looking at the carbon black on the stake. Maybe after a few rains, the black mark will be washed away, leaving only a bare stake, with nothing left; maybe after a few rains, no one will remember it anymore, only the people in the grave will remember it.
But it doesn’t matter. Having a grave is a luxury and a warm thing.
Luo Fugui put down the hammer and grumbled, "I think the feng shui of the riverside is pretty good. It's troublesome to carry it here for more than ten miles."
Li Xiang looked at Luo Fugui's behavior and felt a little puzzled. It was obvious that this mule was afraid of the platoon leader, but he dared to say anything in front of the platoon leader. He couldn't understand why.
Hu Yi was not annoyed. He looked at the towering green mountains around him, as if recalling something, and said calmly: "It's too cold by the water, very cold... Not everyone likes to stay by the water... Everyone likes hills, likes warm places... Qingshan Village, the name is also good."
Several listeners could understand what the monitor said, but they seemed to feel that it was not what they thought it meant. What did the monitor mean? They didn't understand.
After a moment of silence, Li Xiang suddenly whispered, "If I have the chance, I would also like to be buried here."
Luo Fugui grinned and gave Li Xiang a cold look: "Pfft, pfft, pfft - you're dreaming! The road ahead is long and the mountain is high, don't expect me to carry you!"
Li Xiang stopped talking.
At this time, Wu Shitou took the initiative to speak for the first time: "I'll carry you."
Li Xiang turned his head to look at Wu Shitou in surprise. Luo Fugui burst out laughing: "Fool, you've made me so worried."
Wu Shitou went to see Xu Xiao again and asked, "What about you?"
Xu Xiao was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he finally understood Wu Shitou's question, so he answered: "No, I... I don't want to be here. Our family has an ancestral grave, which is also on the hill."
"Oh." Wu Shitou seemed to understand, but also seemed to have not understood at all.
Several people were talking randomly, and Hu Yi didn't say anything. Luo Fugui couldn't help but turn his head to see Hu Yi staring quietly at the south. So he followed his gaze and looked south. In the distance, a soldier was running towards them. As he got closer, he began to shout: "Platoon leader, the political commissar is here!"
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After receiving the report from the 9th Platoon, the regiment commander and the political commissar were furious. It seemed that the problem of supplies was hopeless. If the most important items, including salt, were not replenished, the future of the independent regiment would be very painful. Gritting his teeth, the political commissar rushed to the 9th Platoon overnight, with the signalman Xiaodou leading the way, Su Qing accompanying him, and two guards.
This time Xiaodou took a shortcut and went downstream along the river. In the morning he arrived at the liquor station where the ninth platoon was stationed. However, the platoon leader Hu Yi was not there. He had taken the ninth squad to Qingshan Village to bury the black snake.
Today, Liu Jianqiang's second shift went to Qingshan Village for farming shift, Shi Cheng's first shift was swimming in the river, and Ma Liang and the third shift were building houses. They did not expect the political commissar to come, so one of the two squad leaders shouted to the brothers to get ashore and put on their pants quickly, while the other squad leader hurriedly urged his men to go to the river to wash their hair and faces. They were in a mess, rolling and crawling around, preparing to assemble the team for the inspection.
Ding De took a look at the scene and said on the spot: "Stop wasting time! Just do what you need to do! Those who are training continue to train, and those who are building the house continue to work. I don't need anyone to serve me." Then he took off his hat and unbuttoned his coat, and began to visit the 9th platoon base camp with great interest.
I didn't expect Hu Yi to find such a place to be stationed, which can be defended or retreated. It's rare. I walked around the four wooden houses one by one. It seems that there are four classes, each with one house. So the remaining earthen house should be the platoon headquarters? I went in and found that it was used exclusively by the little girl. It was divided into two rooms, inside and outside. It turned out that what Ma Liang and his team were building was what they thought.
The place is not big. After walking around, we finally stopped under a big tree in the middle of the open space. I looked up at the obvious wooden sign, which said "wine station". It was interesting why it was written as "wine".
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Hu Yi returned to the base sweating profusely. Guessing that the political commissar was waiting in the girl's room, he hurried straight to the stone house, stood at attention as soon as he entered the door, and was stunned before he had time to salute.
She was the only one in the room, with neck-length hair, turning her head to look at the door.
I don't know why, but I feel a little embarrassed; I don't know why, but she looks a little embarrassed, too. This shouldn't be right. I must be too excited, too dazzled, too confused.
Then her face turned cold, and as expected, she fainted.
"The commissar is by the river," she said.
"Thank you for your advice." Then he turned around and walked out.
After going out, I first walked to the beach on the east side and saw Xiaodou and two other guards splashing in the river with the other team members. Xiaodou was standing in the water and waving at us with a smile. Then I walked around the river and finally saw the political commissar on the west bank, fishing with Ma Liang's fishing rod.
He trotted over, stood at attention and saluted: "Report."
"Your life... isn't what I expected?" Ding De stared at the float on the water without raising his head.
Hu Yi couldn't tell whether the political commissar was going to praise or scold him, so he didn't dare to respond.
"Yes, it's a great place. I want to move here."
Hu Yi finally felt relieved.
"The third company is mobilizing, the second company is suppressing bandits, and you are planting crops. You all have some ideas. It's right to let you out."
Hearing what the political commissar said, Hu Yi finally understood why Gao Yidao chose the area on the south bank of the Hunshui River. He was playing to his strengths and avoiding his weaknesses, and he wanted to recruit the bandits. He could recruit people, provide supplies, and fight from time to time. While strengthening the second company, the morale and combat effectiveness were also increasing at the same time. However, it was unknown whether the bandits he recruited could be contained.
After a while, Ding Deyi finally got down to business: "I came here overnight this time because of the supplies. Right now there is only one last resort, which is Li Youde. He will definitely put forward conditions, and the purpose of my coming here is to make a decision based on the conditions. You are the closest to him, and you are the most suitable person to contact him, do you understand?"
"clear."
"Can you still go out now?"
"Can."
"Oh?" Ding Deyi looked at Hu Yi in surprise.
"You can go out along this river."
Looking at the river again, Ding Deyi suddenly realized something and quickly asked, "Can we come back?"
"I'll have to find another way when I get back. But... it shouldn't be too difficult."
"Okay. I'll leave the matter of contacting Li Youde to you now."
"I'm leaving tonight."
Ding De nodded slightly: "By the way, bring Secretary Su with you."
Hu Yi thought he had heard wrongly and looked at the political commissar without saying anything.
"She has her mission." Ding Deyi looked at Hu Yi meaningfully.
"Yes." Hu Yi didn't notice the political commissar's last subtle expression.
The fishing rod was finally lifted up, but unfortunately the bait had been eaten up long ago, leaving only the fish hook shining in the sun.
"Hey, it's not easy to drink fish soup!"
"Ma Liang, your task this afternoon is to go fishing!" Hu Yi shouted into the woods.
Ding Deyi smiled happily.
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