Xiaojiao Village had half of the backbone of the detective team, more than 30 people, plus Captain Shen who was very hands-on. From top to bottom, everyone thought that the target of this arrest operation might be a few Eighth Route Army soldiers, but more than 100 Eighth Route Army soldiers suddenly appeared!
The detective who was guarding the road outside the village ran away in the darkness before dawn. Of the eight words, only the last two were remembered: pragmatic!
The detectives waiting to be arrested in the village were the last to realize the situation. Those who were supposed to wet their pants did so, and those who were supposed to go into shock did so. The rest were the elites among the elites. They remained true to their character when faced with disaster. They showed their magical powers, some flew over eaves and walls, some used the turtle breathing technique, some disguised themselves, and some used the blood test to identify their relatives. It was a gathering of heroes.
This unfortunate situation was purely accidental. Who could have expected that an ordinary woman would have such great charm? She happened to be related to the Second Company of the Independent Regiment. The Second Company Commander was Gao Yidao. Gao Yidao's main purpose was not to pick up the wounded. He was to move the martyrs' families of the Second Company to the emerging city of Sanjiaji. In such matters, Gao Yidao, who was very proud, would do everything himself. However, he always felt guilty towards the people of the Second Company, not to mention that she was Kuaitui'er's sister!
The second company also realized it later. After entering the village, a man in black suddenly fell from the eaves of the house they were passing by. They felt something was wrong. Looking at the characteristic trembling action under the bayonet, isn't this a detective dog? How dare you say you are repairing the roof
From this point on, Xiaojiao Village officially fell into chaos, and soon gunshots were heard.
Half an hour later, a soldier hurried to the intersection in the middle of the village and reported to the company commander near the torch: "We captured six and killed three. But we only set up sentries at the two entrances before entering the village, and we can't find any trace of them if we chase them out of the village in other directions. But I guess there must be some left hiding in the houses of the villagers. Do you want to search them thoroughly?"
Gao Yidao looked at the closed doors of each household and shook his head: "We can't stay here for too long." Then he suddenly raised his head and glared, shouting: "I don't blame you for not welcoming the Japanese! But you have no conscience and are helping Tibet. Thank you! I tell you clearly, we are here to pick people up... to take those with integrity home!"
The sonorous and powerful voice was like thunder breaking through the clouds. Through the crack in the door, the tall soldier like an iron tower shouted the last sentence until he was almost hoarse.
Looking through the crack in the door, that ordinary woman walked out of the shabby gate of her home, with Eighth Route Army soldiers in front holding torches for her and Eighth Route Army soldiers behind carrying her bag. Every time a bayonet passed by, there was a military salute, calling out "sister". She was crying at a loss, without looking up.
When I look at people through the crack in the door, I sometimes feel that I am even more inferior.
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The second company was gathering outside Xiaojiao Village. Under the blazing torches, seven prisoners were gathered by the side of the path. One of them was dragged here because he was a so-called guerrilla wounded. The great ideal was fulfilled beyond expectation, but what they faced was not wealth and glory, but seven bayonets in the hands of the new recruits.
Some prisoners begged the iron tower-like soldier who was passing by: "Sir. Sir. We have already confessed. Why?"
"Because your actions this time are utterly unscrupulous! If you were still a human being, you shouldn't have come here!" Then he waved to the executioner and left.
The seven bayonets were also shaking. Killing people with a bayonet is different from shooting a gun. It requires tremendous courage. Not to mention killing prisoners, even killing Japanese soldiers on the battlefield would make some recruits unable to do it. There were cases where one hesitated and was stabbed to death by the Japanese soldiers.
The result was that either the force was not enough or the stab went astray. The worst case scenario was that the bayonet pierced the abdomen and there was no way to die on the spot. There was blood everywhere and screams everywhere, accompanied by curses from the old soldiers nearby.
At this point, Gao Yidao did not plan to return to the mountain. Calculating the time, it was not safe to return by the original route. He assigned a few soldiers to send Sister Kuaitui and the two injured soldiers away first, and told them to go back north to the direction of Lushuipu. Then, he unfolded the map, turned on the flashlight, and adjusted the compass.
The map was also Hu Yi's, with red and blue pencils and various messy notes on it, making it look messy. This was because Hu Yi sometimes drew on his own map for fun, without erasing the old marks, and it ended up being a mess. Gao Yidao was not unfamiliar with the geography of Meixian, but he always liked to open this map to look at it. It was precisely because of this stolen map that Gao Yidao now had basic drawing skills.
In the independent regiment that is so poor that it has no staff, Hu Yi is definitely the best in terms of map operation ability. The second one is not Captain Lu but Ding Deyi. If we count below him, there are no other people who can stand out. Now we can add Gao Yidao, a self-taught entry-level person.
The stolen telescope that Gao Yidao loved so much is now one of his troubles. When he didn't have a telescope, he only knew that it could see far. After the novelty of the telescope wore off, he heard that Hu Yi used the telescope not only to see far, but also to measure distance. How does this thing measure distance? How can he, an outsider, understand? With the determination to defeat Hu Zasui, he has recently begun to consider visiting someone who knows about it.
There were only a handful of people in the independent regiment who understood how to measure distance through a telescope, and four of them were in the Ninth Company, namely Hu Yi, Xiao Hongying, Ma Liang, and Li Xiang. But Gao Yidao could not rely on these four, so he could only find time to return to the regiment and rely on the guidance of the other three.
Seeing the company commander staring at the map in a daze, the subordinate couldn't stand the loneliness and finally asked: "Captain, what are you thinking about?"
"Didn't they say Hu Za Sui was going to come out? Do you think he was doing this? Sometimes I wonder why the dog noses of the Ninth Company are always so sharp."
A soldier came running over: "Report. Someone in the front row was urinating when he was caught on the side of the road."
"Who?"
"He said he was going to Xiaojiao Village, but he sprained his ankle when he heard the gunshots, so he hid on the side of the road."
Not long after, Gao Yidao pointed a flashlight at the man he had just caught and shone it up and down. The man was wealthy, and although his clothes were a little ill-fitting, they were in keeping with his wealthy status. He looked frightened and nodded and bowed desperately, but he did not have the slovenly look of a detective dog. He gave his name and address clearly and spoke politely. Overall... he seemed quite righteous.
He put down his flashlight and asked the soldier next to him: "Have you searched?"
"Just searched him, he doesn't have a gun."
"That's fine. Let him go."
The rich man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly expressed his gratitude.
"Wait a minute!" This was not said to the rich man, but to the soldier who was returning the items he had found to the rich man. The flashlight beam was fixed on a pocket watch in the soldier's hand: "Let me see that pocket watch."
The rich man breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Sir, you'd better keep this item. To be honest, this is more than just a pocket watch. It has been blessed in the Sanqing Temple! It is also a talisman!"
With a pleasant metallic click, the silver watch case jumped up in Gao Yidao's hand. The crystal dial reflected the flashlight and the second hand moved rhythmically.
Gao Yidao suddenly found this feeling very charming. In the past he always saw Hu Zasui staring at this kind of thing in a daze. Now he could understand it. The more he watched, the sleepier he felt.
He snapped the watch case shut, prepared to return the pocket watch to the other person, and asked casually, "Who gave it to you?"
He smiled and replied, "Li Youcai."
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