wind in the dark night

Chapter 228 Escape
Qi Yue described the campaign plan in detail.

Du Juan picked up the phone and dialed a number: "Is this Songpu Store? My last name is Du. I have ordered a piece of Ruifuxiang fabric from you. I am at home now. Can you deliver it to my door?"

"Sure, but it'll cost you an extra fifty cents."

The person on the phone was Sun Dongping, the owner of Songpu Store.

"no problem."

"Tell me the address."

"No. 306 Xinmin Street. Come in from the alleyway near Xu's Shaoguo and it's the third door."

"Okay, I'll send someone over right away."

The call was immediately hung up.

Qi Yue knew that Du Juan had passed the campaign plan to the Loyal and Patriotic Army in the mountains through his subordinate Sun Dongping of Songpu Store. Judging from the content of the phone call, it was obvious that they had made preparations long ago.

……

Half an hour later.

There was a knock on the door outside the house.

Qi Yue got up and went into the bedroom.

Dujuan came to the door and asked, "Who is it?"

"Delivery."

It was Wei Liang's voice outside the door.

Du Juan opened the door: "Please come in."

Wei Liang walked into the house carrying a long package, looked around, and asked in a low voice, "Is there anyone else home?"

Du Juan hesitated for a moment: "No one else."

Wei Liang asked: "Have you got the information?"

"Tomorrow morning at five o'clock, the Japanese and puppet troops will divide into three groups to encircle Maoer Mountain, with a total of 1,500 people, both light and heavy machine guns, two Type 92 infantry guns, and six grenade launcher groups. The details are all here."

Du Juan handed Wei Liang a paper roll.

Wei Liang sighed and said, "It's quite a big battle."

Du Juan said: "So, inform the people on the mountain not to engage the enemy head-on, and to move immediately. There can be no delay for even a minute!"

"okay, I get it."

Wei Liang put the package on the table.

Du Juan opened her wallet and took out a stack of banknotes: "This is money for the fabric."

Wei Liang put the money in his pocket and walked a few steps: "Sister, you have to take care of yourself."

Du Juan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Let's go quickly and be careful on the road."

Wei Liang nodded, opened the door and walked out.

"Come out, he's gone."

Dujuan sat down and opened the package.

Qi Yue came out of the bedroom and took a look at the cloth inside the package: "I just heard Wei Liang call you sister, are you brother and sister?"

Du Juan smiled slightly: "You are confused. My last name is Du and his last name is Wei. How can we be siblings? It's just a casual name. Hey, help me take a look. Does this piece of material look good?"

Qi Yue touched the fabric and said, "It must be from Ruifuxiang. Why did you buy so much?"

Du Juan said, "I will make one for myself, two for Xiaoyu, and one for you."

Qi Yue laughed dumbly: "Make one for me? How can a man wear this kind of material?"

Du Juan said gently: "The one I made for you was for you to give to Miss Bai. Qi Yue, you have to understand that women need to be coaxed."

"It's hard to coax her this time."

Qi Yue sighed.

Du Juan asked: "What happened?"

"There's a little misunderstanding. Where's Xiaoyu?"

"Oh, he said he was going to meet up with fellow villagers."

"Will you come back tonight?"

"I'm not coming back. I'm staying at my fellow villager's house. Her fellow villager lives in Xiangfang, and it's quite far to go back and forth. There's no need to go back and forth."

Du Juan looked in the mirror and took off her earrings.

Qi Yue thought for a moment and asked, "Have you seen it?"

"Who?"

"Xiaoyu's fellow villager."

"I've seen him. He's about my age, looks honest, and doesn't talk much."

"Male and female?"

Du Juan rolled her eyes at Qi Yue in the mirror and said in a feigned anger, "Of course it's a girl. If it was a boy, how could Xiaoyu live in her house? Besides, I wouldn't agree to it."

"You really care about Xiaoyu."

"I don't know why, but I just feel sorry for her."

"Her pity may all be fake."

"I know……"

"Cuckoo."

"Ok?"

"You are a good person."

"Generally speaking, good things don't happen to good people."

Du Juan said lightly.

...In the backyard of Songpu Store, Wei Liang threw a pigeon into the sky. The pigeon circled twice and flapped its wings to fly towards Maoer Mountain.

"Fortunately, the intelligence was timely."

Sun Dongping on the side breathed a sigh of relief.

The contents of the autumn expedition plan were tied to the pigeon.

……

at this time.

Tiger Village Camp.

Li Wenbiao is having dinner.

A bowl of roe deer stew with potatoes, a can of beans, and a small bottle of whiskey.

Canned food and whiskey are part of the U.S. aid to China. It can be said that they have gone through numerous hardships to get here. There is no other way. Once the supply is cut off, the morale of the army will be in chaos.

Li Wenbiao took a sip of whiskey and said with emotion: "Since I came to the mountains, I haven't had any foreign liquor for three or four years."

"What does the foreign wine taste like?"

Little Wuzi looked at it eagerly.

Li Wenbiao handed the bottle over: "Try it."

Xiao Wuzi waved his hands again and again: "I don't drink."

Li Wenbiao smiled and said, "If you don't know how to drink, it's best not to touch it. It's useless. By the way, are the pigeons back?"

"not yet."

“Who’s watching there?”

"Lao Luo."

"After dinner, go and change him."

"I'll go right away. What about the accountant?"

"What to do?"

"I'm asking whether or not to give him food."

Li Wenbiao frowned: "You kid, do you really think you are a bandit? Go, give him some food and water."

Xiao Wuzi agreed and walked out.

Yang Feng was locked in an empty room, and his hands and feet were tied for fear that he would escape.

Xiao Wuzi pushed the door open and put the lunch box on the square table: "Let's eat."

The lunch box contained sorghum rice and a spoonful of vegetables.

Yang Feng sat there without moving.

Xiao Wuzi said, "Why, wait for me to feed you."

Yang Feng said: "Little brother, I'm tied up, you have to untie me."

Xiao Wuzi scratched his head and said, "I'll let you go, but don't play tricks on me. I'm telling you, it's pitch black in the middle of the night, you can't run away even if you want to!"

Yang Feng sighed: "Don't worry, you all have guns, how dare I run away."

"Hmph, you know what's going on."

Xiao Wuzi squatted down, untied the rope that bound Yang Feng's hands, and let him sit on the bench.

Yang Feng picked up the chopsticks and sniffed: "What's that smell? Why is it so smelly?"

Xiao Wuzi was unhappy: "Hey, you are a person who is kind enough to give you food, but you say it stinks. Which one is stinky, sorghum rice or roe deer meat?"

Yang Feng explained, "I didn't mean the food stinks, it seems to be the smell from next door."

"There are two chickens next door, so it can have some flavor, so just make do with it."

Xiao Wuzi's expression relaxed.

Yang Feng picked up his chopsticks and started eating. While eating, he kept an eye on the movements outside. The temperature in the mountains was low. At this time, most people stayed indoors except for the sentries patrolling the periphery.

There was a thunderous snoring coming from the next room.

"This Lao Luo always goes to bed on time. I really can't do without him..."

Xiao Wuzi turned sideways and wanted to knock on the wall.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Feng suddenly attacked, grabbed a stone from the ground and smashed it hard on Xiao Wuzi's head. He was risking his life. If he couldn't get away as soon as possible, not only would Zhang Zhaolin's life be in danger, but the entire Binjiang detachment would probably be doomed.

Xiao Wuzi's eyes rolled back and he collapsed to the ground.

Yang Feng untied the rope on Xiao Wuzi's feet, then tied up Xiao Wuzi's hands and feet with ropes, stuffed rags into his mouth, threw him in a corner, and covered him with straw.

Holding Xiao Wuzi's rifle, he quietly opened the door a crack and peeked out. It was pitch black outside and he didn't see anyone passing by. He slipped out of the house and walked out along the wall.

The door of the next door suddenly opened, and a round head popped out from inside. Before the round head could react, Yang Feng hit him with the butt of his gun, knocked him to the ground, and then immediately dragged him into the house.

Yang Feng knew very well that if he wanted to escape successfully, he must not alert anyone.

The round-headed man's face was covered in blood, and his life or death was unknown.

He is the Lao Luo that Xiao Wuzi mentioned.

Yang Feng looked around. There was an oil lamp lit in the room, the back window was open, and there was a wooden cage in the corner with some animal feces in it. The stench was coming from there.

Xiao Wuzi said he raised two chickens, but they were nowhere to be seen. In fact, in order to facilitate timely transmission of information with the city, this room was specially used to raise carrier pigeons. There were people guarding it every day. If the pigeons came back, they would report to Li Wenbiao immediately.

Yang Feng couldn't care less now and had no intention of thinking about anything else. He followed the same method, tied up Round-headed Lao Luo, stuffed a rag in his mouth, then opened the door, looked outside, and left with peace of mind.

……

Five o'clock in the morning.

The Japanese and puppet army's punitive forces were divided into three groups and quietly advanced towards Maoer Mountain.

Qi Yue led a group of people from the action team and rode bicycles along a small path. According to Gao Kejian's idea, a small number of people meant a small target, and they could eliminate the enemy's secret sentries without being noticed.

If Ma Zhuang hadn't died, the mission would have been his.

(End of this chapter)