under fire

To develop a base and gain a foothold on the plains, you must first have food.

Secondly, it is necessary to obtain more extensive military and economic intelligence.

When fighting guerrilla warfare, the intelligence agent's task was as simple as understanding the Japanese and puppet army's numbers, arms, weapons, time and direction of operations, etc.

After the large force entered the plains, the situation between the enemy and us changed greatly, and higher requirements were placed on collecting intelligence on the enemy.

One of the tasks assigned to Su Qing by his superiors was to improve the intelligence system along the canal after entering the plain.

Su Qing is very busy. She needs to contact the couriers and liaison officers on the list given to her by her superiors one by one.

So far, the couriers and liaison officers we have seen have almost never received any professional training.

Most of them are descended from ordinary farmers, and many of them cannot even read or write, let alone have the ability to collect intelligence.

But she was not discouraged. Her intuition told her that it was precisely because they did not have any characteristics of intelligence agents that they could hide better in this land and not be discovered by the enemy.

They could not even imagine sending people to infiltrate the enemy's interior and lay in ambush for a long time, and deploying radio operators and translators to collect and transmit advanced intelligence.

As for cracking the enemy's radio codes, that is still a theory.

Now we can only start from the basics.

Apart from spies who have infiltrated the enemy's interior, most intelligence is obtained through sight and hearing.

This group of young people from the peninsula, arranged by their superiors, were temporarily dispersed to the homes of couriers and liaison officers in the name of seeking refuge with relatives.

Let these young people record basic information, and let the couriers act as scouts to conduct statistical analysis on the names, personality traits, and activity patterns of the commanders of the garrisons and village offices in the surrounding areas.

Through the extreme molecular visits developed by the couriers to visit villages and households, they could gain a detailed understanding of the positions of each village chief (security chief) and their interpersonal relationships, such as statistics on whether there were people in the family who had become puppet soldiers, joined the national army, or even joined local militia-like armed forces.

As for how many people are in each family, how many acres of land they cultivate, and how many sheep and chickens they raise, she feels it is necessary to understand and confirm.

So many people died from the severe drought last year. Based on her own experience, she thought it was necessary to investigate the matter thoroughly.

Now she has people on her hands. Although the Peninsula intelligence officers assigned to her by her superiors are not capable of intelligence work, they are well-educated. They live with experienced old intelligence officers, and it is not too difficult to transform the original simple point-to-point single-line contact into a fast and efficient comprehensive intelligence network.

Three figures hurriedly approached a village.

Under the big locust tree at the edge of the drying field, an old man with wrinkles on his face saw Old Man Wang coming over panting, and pointed at the young men behind him and asked, "Who are these two young men?"

"Captain Zhou and the other two are my uncle's grandsons, named Jin Xicheng and Jin Dongcheng. Their families were in trouble, so they came to me for help."

"Do you have a good citizen certificate?"

"Of course we have it." Old Man Wang took out his brand new certificate of good conduct and shook it, then he came close to Chief Zhou and asked in a low voice, "Chief Zhou, I heard that Mr. Qian's family was attacked by bandits. Would you like us to help harvest their sorghum fields?"

"Old Wang, you asked your two nephews to come to our village to get money and take over the sorghum fields of the Pi family?"

"The hundreds of acres of irrigated land they own have yielded good harvests, and their family has been robbed by bandits. If we don't get some of the sorghum back, it will sooner or later be divided up by the county bosses."

Chief Zhou frowned and said, "That's fine, but I want 50% of the grain. Also, tell them to keep their mouths shut."

"Okay, don't worry." Old Man Wang turned his head to look at Jin Dongcheng's clean face following behind him and gave him a wink.

Jin Dongcheng was a little nervous. It was the first time he was away from his familiar team. He lowered his voice and said, "Hello, Uncle Zhou," imitating what Father Wang had taught him along the way.

He didn't dare to talk too much, as it would take him a while to master the local accent.

"Old Zhou, I'll go back and settle my two nephews first." Old Man Wang looked up at the sun in the sky and smiled at Chief Zhou: "How much land can you give us?"

"Two acres for each family!" Chief Zhou hesitated for a moment and said, "Since your family has a new child, I will give you three acres."

Hearing what Captain Zhou said, Old Man Wang smiled and walked into the village with Jin Dongcheng and Jin Xicheng.

Captain Su said that intelligence work should be done more carefully and reported in the form of documents.

Jin Dongcheng, a weak scholar with good education, is perfect for this job. He is determined to hand over his superior to his comrades for protection.

There will be no mistakes.

As for Captain Zhou taking 50%, it is actually not excessive.

After all, those tenants who rented the land and worked hard to earn it had to hand over 80% of it!

Seeing the two people walking away, Zhou Baozhang frowned and said, "Xiao, I always feel that there is something wrong with those two people surnamed Jin!"

"There are no such things as right people these days." The young man next to Chief Zhou shook his head: "I've heard from Old Man Wang before that he has a distant relative."

"Old Wang is undoubtedly an Eighth Route Army soldier. Go to the city immediately to find your second brother and report the news."

Outside the village. Monkey turned around and whispered, "Pu Laosan, from now on, you will go to the cracks in the rocks at the drying yard at the entrance of the village to get information at midnight every day!"

"Yes." Park Laosan responded immediately.

"To the next village!"

Monkey led people to escort this group of young people.

The new intelligence network is different from previous intelligence lines in that they can communicate with each other.

Although there is a disadvantage of being wiped out by the enemy, Su Qing is not worried at all.

The reason is very simple. After the Eighth Route Army entered the plains in large numbers, hundreds of armed work teams were immediately spread across the vast plains.

One of the key tasks of the armed working group is to crack down on the detective teams organized by the Japanese devils.

At least, we have to beat those traitors in the detective team. For a long time in the future, we dare not leave the city easily.

Cut off the enemy's arms and blind their eyes.

Time passes quietly.

Two figures were crouching on the edge of a green tent beside the main road outside the county town.

The gray-clothed man in charge of observation kept looking up into the distance.

The sun is about to set.

When the last ray of sunset light is about to disappear.

At the end of the road between the green tents, there was a metallic creaking sound.

Soon, the shadows of more than a dozen people riding bicycles appeared faintly.

"Here it comes!" It was the observer who spoke.

"Woof quack. quack." The other person next to him quickly imitated the bird's call.

Repeated three times.

Deep in the green gauze tent.

After dark, twelve figures quickly gathered together while preparing to cook over a fire.

"Count!"

"One, two, thirty!"

"Ten people were supposed to be here, and ten people actually showed up!"

Soon, a figure emerged from the green tent. "Report to the squad leader. The scouts have found the target. There was one dog barking and two crows cawing. They are all black dogs from the investigation team. There are twelve of them in total. It's just enough for us to fight."

The squad leader standing at the front of the team waved his hand: "Get in line, check your equipment."

The assembled team quickly took their rifles off their shoulders, pulled the bolt to check the bullets in the magazine, and then tightened the noose around the grenade on their chests.

Finally, he reached out and pressed the bullet box hanging on the Japanese belt around his waist.

"Go!" With the squad leader's excited command, the team quickly blended into the green tent.

The soldier walking at the end kept looking back at the thick smoke in the green tent behind him, and whispered to the soldier in front of him: "Almost all the Black Dogs in the detective team use box guns. Do you think we can get one this time?"

"Hey, there are fourteen people in our class, you probably can't do it"

"Maybe there are some traitors in the detective team who use dual guns." The soldier behind him took a few steps forward and asked again: "Brother, why go to so much trouble to capture the detective team alive? Can't you just kill them directly?"

"There is sorghum all over the land in this area. Catch these traitors to help us harvest the grain."

"Why? Can't we harvest it ourselves?" the soldier asked puzzled.

"You are such a blockhead. We have rules and cannot take anything from the people."

"I see. What you mean is that the detective team goes to the landlords' houses to collect grain, and then we rob them?"

"Bah, calling you a pig is not wrong. Think about it, Director Su is very conscious, how could he possibly give such an order!"

"I really don't understand."

"We wrote IOUs and let these traitors who are familiar with the local situation act as middlemen to borrow grain from the landlords." (End of this chapter)