The heavens start from Changjin Lake

Chapter 292
They can't stay in this area for too long, the wind will be stronger in the afternoon, so they have to take advantage of the noon time to pass through this area that looks like the Gobi Desert.

The strong wind swept the sand and slapped them on their bodies, not including this area. Most of the entire Jizhong Plain has such dust, so people living here must wrap their heads with towels, otherwise they will go out for a walk One circle, the hair is full of sand, such hair is very difficult to wash.

After all, there is no shampoo or conditioner in this era.

It took a lot of time to pass through this windy sand area. When they came out of the windy sand area, the three of them were covered in dirt. Although this road was difficult, it also had advantages, that is, they would not meet Japanese devils, and Japanese devils would not Coming to the windy and sandy area with such a harsh environment, it can also be seen that the old village chief has worked hard in choosing the road to the district.

Passing through the windy and sandy area, the gust of wind remained undiminished. After walking for more than ten minutes, I could vaguely see the outline of a village.

The old village head looked up and said, "Li Zhuang is right ahead, and I haven't been here for a long time. I don't know how Li Zhuang is doing now."

Sanbao said: "This side is relatively close to the sandstorm area, and the possibility of Japanese devils coming is not high."

The old village head nodded: "The population of Lizhuang is not large, only a few hundred people. It is close to the sandstorm area, and the crops grow less, so many people have left."

Where the two of them couldn't see, Xia Yuan turned on Hawkeye. In such a flat plain, the skill of Hawkeye can exert a super effect, and can see extremely far away. With the blessing of Hawkeye, Li Zhuang's The situation appeared in Xia Yuan's eyes.

A village with no people moving around is a bit weird.

But Xia Yuan saw a different scene. After activating the eagle eye skill, Li Zhuang's almost dilapidated image appeared in his eyes. Cracks appeared on the walls of some houses, and the ground was covered with Weeds, window paper has long been torn by the wind, broken wood is covered with dust, the doors of some houses are open, the doors of some houses have fallen to the ground, and some houses have no doors at all.

The War of Resistance Against Japan, the War of Liberation, the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, the Sino-Indian conflict, and the Sino-Vietnamese conflict, I don’t know how much I have gone through, and I don’t know how many people have sacrificed to get a happy and beautiful life now. Is such a sacrifice worth it?After all, those who sacrificed did not even enjoy a day of happy life, but they used their young lives to fight for a peaceful and peaceful society for the younger generations.

After leaving Lizhuang, I walked for more than two hours. The sun was hanging high above my head. Even if I wrapped my head in a towel, I could still feel a dry and hot breath, and the water in my body was also losing rapidly. Crossing the plain, under a lonely big tree on the road, the old village head asked the two to stop to rest and drink some water along the way.

And barren villages like this one can be seen everywhere throughout the anti-Japanese era.

Xia Yuan said: "Living in the enemy-occupied area, it is basically impossible to live a stable life. Resist, and die faster. If you don't resist, you will die slowly."

The old village head said: "At this time, everyone should be having lunch, so go in and have a look."

Heifengkou gun tower is a very important stronghold of devils, backed by Heifeng Town, the construction of Heifengkou gun tower is also unprecedented.

Under such circumstances, not to mention Lizhuang, other villages would find it difficult to survive. It was a correct choice for Lizhuang to flee westward collectively.

The old village head came from the era of the feudal landlord class. He knows how valuable it is to be the master of the land divided by the people. Naturally, he does not want the current life to be destroyed by the Japanese devils. If he can use his own hands to protect the current Life, no one would want to live the previous life.

I don’t know if it’s worth it for people in the future, even Xia Yuan doesn’t know if it’s worth it. Their current peaceful life is based on the flesh and blood of martyrs, but this kind of life still makes some people feel dissatisfied and Some people feel pain.

Don't talk about human figures, even a ghost can't be seen, the whole Lizhuang is very dilapidated.

"Come on, keep going."

For them, there is no oppression from the landlord, no regular payment of grain, and the family members can have a bite of food. This is a happy life.

Contrary to the name of the gun tower, they have no artillery at all, and the ammunition reserves in the gun tower are not too much, at least not too much for a fixed facility such as a bunker, mainly because the Eighth Route Army and guerrillas have poor weapons and equipment, and have already It is enough to deal with, and secondly, the ammunition of the Japanese army is not enough, so it needs to be supplied to the combat troops on the front line first.

Xia Yuan knows that the happiness gained with his own hands requires the sacrifice of tens of millions of people in exchange for it.

The three of them rested temporarily in Lizhuang, ate something, drank some water, rested for about ten minutes and continued to set off. Lizhuang was already empty, and there was nothing useful, and the useful things were all taken away by the villagers of Lizhuang. Take the escape.

Even if it was thrown to the side and exploded, it didn't have much power. With this level of firepower, the brick blockhouse was already a tortoise shell that they couldn't break open.

The gun tower at Heifengkou is relatively large, and it belongs to a large gun tower. The wall is a brick structure. The wall of this structure is not very strong, but it is the same as the tank for the anti-Japanese guerrillas and militias. The anti-Japanese guerrillas at this stage The only heavy firepower of the militia is the hand grenade made in the border area, but it is such a hand grenade, but its power is pitifully small. Its power is comparable to that of a large-scale fireworks in later generations. Basically, it cannot kill people, but can only cause some skin trauma.

The gun towers are different from professional fortress groups. They are not permanent fortifications made of reinforced concrete. After all, if the entire Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei and Northeast regions are built at this level, the consumption of materials and manpower will be difficult to calculate. It is basically impossible to realize under the circumstances, so the structure of the blockhouse is mostly masonry structure, except for some necessary materials, it is often built with local materials.

Nobody would!

The old village chief handed the water bottle to Sanbao, and said, "We still have to resist. A happy life is won by our own hands, not by others' charity. A life of others' charity is not a happy life."

He also did several missions. For different eras and different wars, Xia Yuan discovered that all wars were fought for a happy life. The Anti-Japanese War was to drive away the invaders, protect their homeland, and the war of liberation It is for the reunification of the motherland, the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, the Sino-Indian War, and the Sino-Vietnamese War are to defend the home and the country. Only after one war and one sacrifice can we have a happy life now.

"Then fight for it with your own hands!"

Sanbao lowered his head, and Xia Yuan's eyes were rippling. The productivity of the old society was low, the grain output was not high, and there was no systematic planting. In addition, it was located in a harsh sandstorm area, and the grain output could barely support a child. The people in the village, and now that the Japanese devils have invaded China in an all-round way, after occupying the Jizhong Plain, they are requisitioning food and mopping up. Every now and then, they will capture some strong men to build them fortresses, but few of the captured strong men can come back. There are very few of them.

A deserted village is different from a village swept up by devils. A deserted village is the result of the villagers of a village deciding to flee westward collectively due to the arrival of Japanese devils. The villages were burned down by the Japanese devils, all the people were killed, and all their property was robbed.

Along the way, the three of them, in addition to the first Li Zhuang they met, also encountered several villages, all of which fled without exception.

After getting closer, Sanbao looked at Li Zhuang's village entrance curiously, and said, "Strange, why is there no one there?"

The old village chief stretched out his hand to hold the towel wrapped in his hair, and hurried into the village with Sanbao, Xia Yuan followed behind, walking unhurriedly, he had already confirmed that there was no one in the village, and there was a high probability that he would change. It became a deserted village.

The three walked around and found a relatively complete house. Sanbao sat on the threshold, Xia Yuan leaned against the door, and the old village chief looked at the deserted village with a complicated face, and said with a slight sigh: "Li Zhuang The situation they faced was very difficult. They bordered on the windy and sandy area, and their own food production was not much. After the Japanese devils entered the Jizhong Plain, they began to collect food everywhere. There is no way out, you have to leave, you have to leave."

Maybe the thinking of people in each era is different. For example, the old village chiefs think more about protecting their village with their own hands, protecting their own food, protecting their loved ones, and protecting their families. The hard-won and very fragile happy life at the moment.

If it were him, if he was unable to defeat the Japanese devils and ensure that the villagers in the entire village could eat, he would choose to let the villagers flee. Maybe there is still a chance of survival, at least in the West It is too difficult to survive in the enemy-occupied area without being invaded by the Japanese devils.

The devil's gun towers are basically not too big, nor too high. There are four or five devil soldiers in a gun tower, and seven or eight puppet troops are responsible for the garrison. Not too fastidious.

The voice of the old village head took Xia Yuan back from his thoughts. He looked up at the plain in the distance. On the undulating plain, he could vaguely see the outlines of the villages. On the deserted ridges, people came out of their labor. Pushing a small cart, walking on the ridge of the field, along the endless plain, starting in the direction of the unknown destination.

The old village chief took a sip of water and said, "These nearby villages are all empty, and they have all fled."

But for people in the old society, their sacrifices are worthwhile, and it is naturally worthwhile to exchange one's own life for a child of one's own to live happily.

In addition to the small garrison force of some small devil turrets, larger turrets, or important turrets located in some traffic arteries, the number of garrisons will increase slightly, and the weapons and equipment will also be different.In addition to rifles and light machine guns, some are also equipped with grenades and Type 30 heavy machine guns. The total number of people is about [-] to [-]. If necessary, some garrisons can be added, and they can also be used as temporary garrison stations.

"Xia Yuan, look at the car, Sanbao, follow me in to see if there is anyone else in the village!"

The old village head remembered the road. After walking for a while, he stopped, looked around, and said, "Going forward, there will be a blockhouse built by the devil. Bypassing this blockhouse, the rest of the road will be safer. The village is Niu Lao Village, and a dozen miles across the old village is a gun tower of the devils, but it is not as big as the gun tower of Heifengkou, the old village has been abandoned, and the Japanese devils forced people to die."

Sanbao didn’t come from a feudal society, and he doesn’t have a deep understanding of being the master of his own country. After all, he has never experienced the feudal era, so he naturally can’t feel how heavy the old village chief’s words are. He is optimistic and very naive shouted:

Sanbao murmured: "Slow death."

When the three of them got closer again, apart from Xia Yuan, Sanbao and the old village head were all shocked. Sanbao put down the cart in his hand, looked at the village in disbelief, and murmured: " How could it be like this?"

Xia Yuan didn't speak, just observed, and after confirming that there was no one in Li Zhuang, and there were no devils, he felt relieved, followed the two of them, and walked towards Li Zhuang.

The old village head's ideological awareness is undoubtedly very high. After all, he joined our party and took ideological education courses. , They drove away the landlords and distributed the land to the common people, allowing the common people to own their own fertile land and grow their own farms, which was unthinkable before.

With the weapons and equipment of the militia and guerrillas, it is basically impossible to pull out the Heifengkou gun tower.

Therefore, the three of them didn't stay in Lizhuang much, and continued to set off after a simple rest. The road chosen by the old village chief bypassed the devil's stronghold and gun towers, and it was a big circle. It took a day and the road was a bit detoured, but the safety of the three of them was guaranteed.

When passing by the old village, the three of them went in to have a look. The old village had been abandoned for a longer time, and many houses had collapsed. Few of the villages living in the enemy-occupied area were good. Facing the mopping up of Heifengkou devils two or three times a day, it is simply unbearable pain.

The time when Xia Yuan came to this world was the time when the devils were sweeping the Jizhong area. The devils at Heifengkou were not sweeping Gaojia Village. He was lucky. Normally, the devils at Heifengkou They can come two or three times a day, and the people in Gaojiazhuang can be said to be in great pain.

But the War of Resistance is like this. Only by persevering, persevering, victory will belong to us.

Relying on this desire for victory, the people of Gaojiazhuang survived with difficulty.

(End of this chapter)