For security reasons, the intelligence work of the Independent Regiment is not directly linked to other external organizations. When necessary, the Independent Regiment will send people to take the initiative to contact, or get in touch through fixed information transmission locations. For example, a note is pressed under a stone in a temple on a mountain, and someone will regularly obtain it secretly and bring it back in a relay manner, etc., to prevent the enemy from knowing the whereabouts of the Independent Regiment.
Now, a contact letter has been forwarded to the Independent Regiment, the content of which is roughly as follows: A new underground party organization has been established in several villages between the Eighth Route Army and the Japanese-controlled area. They hope to establish contact with the Independent Regiment to share news, and hope that the Independent Regiment can send representatives to attend and preside over the founding meeting of the new organization. At the same time, they left the method and time to find them.
The independent regiment has just stabilized, and the expansion and control of the surrounding areas has just begun. The border area with the Japanese puppet control area is even more blank, so Political Commissar Ding Deyi is very interested in this news. If it can really get the support of an intelligence agency in the gap area, it will be of great benefit to the independent regiment. Su Qing has been doing underground intelligence work for a long time in the past, and he is considered an expert in this regard. Therefore, Political Commissar Ding Deyi did not make a hasty decision, but first sought Su Qing's opinion.
Su Qing read the letter carefully several times. Unlike the political commissar, the news brought by the letter did not arouse much interest for Su Qing. In Su Qing's view, the most important thing in intelligence work is the word "rigorous"! Even if the content of this letter is reliable, this organization is newly established and has too many imperfections. The first thing they should do is "do nothing", test the members to check for omissions, and wait for the backbone of the organization to be formed, rather than rushing to hold a founding meeting. However, seeing the political commissar's full interest, and considering that the location of this organization is a border area, not a dangerous Japanese-controlled area, Su Qing did not object and said that he could go and take a look on behalf of the independent regiment.
The meeting place was Qingshan Village, fifty miles east of Dabei Village. It was not an enemy-occupied area. Su Qing meant to bring a communicator along. The political commissar thought about it and decided that the risk factor was not high, but since Su Qing was a female comrade, it would be more reliable to have more people with her. The first company was responsible for the outer security and was not in the village. The third company was busy with the construction project and had no time. More than half of the more than ten people in the second company were injured and had not recovered. The guard platoon... The independent regiment had few soldiers, and even the guard platoon was withdrawn during the reorganization, leaving only a few guards. Therefore, the task of sightseeing could only be given to the idle ninth squad.
Knowing that the ninth squad would go out on a mission the next day, the kitchen team prepared dry food for them the night before. Hu Yi asked them to prepare three days' worth of food for each person, which puzzled the kitchen team. They traveled more than fifty miles and could return in one day at most. Why did they bring so much food? They were puzzled, but they did not hesitate to prepare three days' worth of food. This was a habit Hu Yi developed on the battlefield. Unexpected situations could happen at any time, and it was not pleasant to be hungry. Therefore, whenever there was a chance, the veterans were willing to collect more food just in case. They escaped from Wuming Village because they were hungry in a hurry, and ended up killing Mr. Song. Hu Yi blamed himself for this afterwards, and he must not be careless in the future.
It was still dark and everyone in Class 9 got up. Luo Fugui wanted to stay in bed a little longer, but Xiao Hongying, who was very excited about the chance to go on a mission, splashed cold water on his face. He had no choice but to get up cursing at her and didn't even bother to wash his face.
After being beaten and tortured by Hu Yi that day, Liu Jianqiang also left the Second Company and moved into the Ninth Class. Since the sacrifice of the Ninth Company, he has been lonely, like a lonely ghost. Although he had always been reluctant to join the chaotic small group of the Ninth Class, Hu Yi's cruelty made him feel like a leaf returning to its roots. Although Liu Jianqiang is now more silent than before, he no longer feels lonely and does not have to bask in the sun alone, which makes him feel fulfilled. Originally, he only disliked Hu Yi, but now he has to add another feeling, becoming both disgusted and afraid. He did not dare to complain, both because he was afraid and because he could see that Hu Yi really did not care about the title of this grass-roots squad leader. Perhaps, this devil did not even care about this military uniform.
Hu Yi carried the Type 38 rifle, with a 60-round magazine on his back and a 30-round magazine on his side. Together with the five rounds in the chamber, there were 95 Type 65 rounds of ammunition, and eight Type 97 hand grenades in his bag. Luo Fugui carried a machine gun, and not counting the ones in the magazine, he had 200 Type 792 rounds in his bag. In addition to his own rations, he also had Xiao Hongying and Su Qing's rations.
After Hu Yi had finished getting himself ready, he found a torn oil-paper umbrella in the house, tied it up with a rope, and slung it over Luo Fugui's back.
"Boss Hu, you, what are you doing? You have to bring this thing? How can it rain at this time of year? Besides, even if it rains, do you have the nerve to let us all get wet?" Luo Fugui stared with his eyes wide open, complaining in confusion.
"Don't be so long-winded. It would be best if it doesn't rain. If it rains, your second task is to hold an umbrella for Secretary Su."
Hu Yi's words made Luo Fugui speechless. Damn it, I have really become a mule. Not only do I have to carry things all the time, but I also have to serve people. What's the difference between this and working as a porter at a landlord's house? Of course, he didn't understand Hu Yi's thoughts. He just thought that Hu Yi wanted to flatter Su.
Little Hongying on the side understood what was said, blinked her eyes, and said sourly: "What about me? What should I do?"
Hu Yi glanced at the little girl who was deliberately making trouble: "If you are a soldier, then you can get wet with me. If you are a little kid, then this umbrella belongs to you."
"I..." The little girl was trapped by Hu Yi's shameless multiple-choice question: "Then I'll just get wet."
Hu Yi waved his hand and said, "Okay, it's almost done, get ready to go." He accidentally saw Liu Jianqiang staring at the fully armed Ma Liang, envious and dazed. He hadn't noticed that Runny Nose was probably still carrying an empty Hanyang rifle these days, so he said to Xiao Hongying, "Girl, take out four more wooden-handled grenades and two rows of Type 792 bullets."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Hongying ran into the inner room and came out after a while. She handed the things to Hu Yi and said, "Didn't you say that I didn't need to bring any more?"
Hu Yi didn't answer, but handed four grenades and ten bullets to Liu Jianqiang, and then was the first to leave the house.
Only ten bullets were given to Liu Jianqiang because Hu Yi wanted to save more Type 792 bullets for use in machine guns.
When Xiao Hongying passed by Liu Jianqiang, she clenched her fists, pouted her nose, and added to Liu Jianqiang: "Just pretend you know nothing. You can be as rich as Ma Liang in the future. Otherwise, hehe..."
When Su Qing walked out of the dormitory of the medical team, five figures of different heights from Class 9 were already waiting outside the door, fully armed and standing in the hazy morning light with high spirits. She originally wanted to say hello to the little girl, but the narrow and deep eyes made her give up the idea. She set out in silence, facing the morning light and heading towards the dawn.