The country is broken

Under the leadership of two experienced political experts, Teacher He and Instructor Ding, the struggle between the 12th District Team and Yiguandao began to undergo subtle changes. Be wary of reports from cult organizations and mobilize the entire subregion to carry out political propaganda struggles.

The 12th district team no longer used earnest dissuasion. With the in-depth development of popular science knowledge display activities and cultural literacy classes, many people learned a lot of useful things unknowingly after arousing their curiosity. "Knowledge is power" as a self-encouraging song sings. The people who have been affected by the policy of obscuring the people are easily taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives. After studying cultural courses, many people gradually began to understand the reasons for the formation of things that they could not understand before. Lightning is not caused by thunder gods and lightning mother gods, but a natural phenomenon that can be followed. There are reasonable scientific explanations for rain and dew condensation, and snow and ice.

As soon as it gets dark every day, the cultural classes in the five villages in the base area are often crowded with curious villagers. Listening to cultural classes has almost become an important part of the leisure life of quite a few villagers after work. Chatting is a breeding ground for troubles. Sufficient life made it difficult for Yiguandao to recruit disciples. It seemed that the villagers no longer easily followed the masters, and had their own opinions in their hearts overnight.

The health team of the 12th district team was established by two lesbians, Lin Xinyu and Chen Jiayao, and recruited more than a dozen experienced native doctors from the base area. Afflicted villagers.

Lin Xinyu, who came from the regular health team of the Eighth Route Army, had participated in the medical training courses originally set up by Bethune and other experts in traditional Chinese and Western medicine. Military doctors have always been experienced experts who know how to treat injuries quickly and effectively with the simplest methods. It is easy to be restricted by the hardware conditions and environment, and those doctors who are born in the local doctor are also qualified, and they can create conditions without conditions. [

Although the medical equipment that Lin Xinyu brought to the 12th district team was not complete, it did not affect the performance of the health team. A large number of proven traditional Chinese medicines were used.Still can solve quite a lot of patients.

The quick and effective treatment of patients is like recreating life-saving grace. The people are grateful to Lin Xinyu from the bottom of their hearts. The common people are the most real group of people. They will treat whoever is good to them. Lin Xinyu Health Team Becoming the most popular team in the base area, even if Yiguandao's congregation came to seek medical treatment, Lin Xinyu and the others treated them equally.Anyone who came was not rejected, even the Yiguandao masters who had always disliked the 12th district team did not dare to trouble the health team with little combat effectiveness.

The villagers of Huaiyazi Village, one of the twelve major villages in the 12th district team base area, returned to the village scatteredly from the fields with hoes and cattle after the sun set. The chimneys in the village seemed to agree It seemed that the smoke from the cooking was rising all over the place, and the green smoke of firewood cast a layer of haze on the whole village. The women in the village were setting up their dinner, waiting for the man who had been working outside for a day, Goudan, Mao Mao and the like. Shouts calling out the nicknames of the children in the family came one after another.

The dinner of the country people is very simple, especially in these war years, most people have acquired the habit of eating quickly.After a tiring day, the villagers finished their meal with three or three strokes. After a short rest, they walked out of the courtyard in twos and threes, and started the rare entertainment after idle work. Except for a few people who went directly to bed, other villagers chose to chat with each other and do some small things. For casual work, some villagers rushed to the neighboring villages to listen to cultural lessons given by the Eighth Route Army, and some went to the Taoist altar of Yiguandao to worship and chant scriptures to cultivate their morality.

At the east end of Huaiyazi Village, there is a dilapidated farmhouse courtyard next to a big pagoda tree, which represents the symbol of the village. Compared with other village households who are openly open, the gate of the courtyard is still closed, but it is revealed from the lattice. There is a glimmer of light coming out of the ground, indicating that the owner of the house is still at home and has not fallen asleep.

Several black shadows approached the courtyard very sneakily, and suddenly several villagers walked by under the locust tree with lanterns, and these black shadows quickly hid in the shadow of the surrounding courtyard walls, waiting for those few After the villagers walked away.Walking out of the shadow again, he quietly turned over the low wall and entered the yard.

Tuk Tuk! ~

"Who?!" The people in the room exclaimed.

"Qi Laogen! It's me! Yang Hu!" He leaned against a person outside the door and lowered his voice, "There are also Li Guaizi from Erzhang Village."

There were rustling voices and footsteps in the house, and the door creaked open, with a thin monkey face poking out, looking left and right, the door was opened wider, "Master Tiger, no one is following you!" .come on in!"

Several people at the door of the house quickly entered the house, and the door was tightly closed again.

A layer of straw mats was once again covered on the inner lattice, blocking out a little bit of light. The messy room was full of dust. There were some worn-out and soiled agricultural tools piled up by the walls, and a few stripped farm tools were scattered on the small table on the top of the kang. There is a small oil lamp in the center of the clay bowl covered with grease, and the bean-sized flame dances from time to time, reflecting the light and darkness in the room.

However, the four people who entered the room did not show any disgust because of the mess in the room, they tightly surrounded the small square table on the top of the kang and talked in a low voice.

"This damn 12th district team is watching us so closely that we can't even find a place to discuss it." Dressed like an ordinary villager, the well-built man is obviously not used to the rough clothes, shaking from time to time Back, he is Yang Hu, the younger brother of Yang Bao, a black-hearted fisherman in Baiyangdian. His brother Yang Bao was caught and shot by the newly established Yanling Squad because of his serious crimes in Yurou Township. , did not allow the Yan Ling team to catch the evidence that he planned to harm the fishermen behind his brother Yang Bao, but also lost the seized wealth and the thugs who relied on him. Positive appearance, since Yiguandao entered the base area and developed off-line, he hit it off with the great immortals of Yiguandao. People who know him privately call him Smiling Tiger, and he likes this title very much.

"This is the territory of the 12th district team. Can you be careful? I said earlier that you can't be as public as Fuyun. This is not the territory of the Japanese. How can anyone set up a dojo in their old den? The Eighth Route Army won't join us. That's a weird thing." Qi Laogen, the owner of the house with a thin monkey face, was full of unwillingness. He was originally a lazy idler in Wei Yazi Village, and he was almost thirty and hadn't been able to talk about it. Housewife, he fled when the Japanese came, and he didn't have the courage to follow the Eighth Route. He was usually sneaky and was not welcomed by the villagers.

Once, the master of Yiguandao opened an altar in the village. When the work was over, the master of Yiguandao had a chat with Qi Laogen intentionally. Somewhat flattered, Qi Laogen worshiped under the master's door gratefully. The master treated him very well. , there is still one or two silver dollar pocket money every month, and as long as Qi Laogen checks the movements of the 12th district team from time to time and tells the masters in the altar, or helps to bring some "little things" to other people and other trivial things, Maybe it's because Qi Laogen is still reliable in his work, and he is also shrewd and cautious. The brothers in Yiguandao occasionally reveal that there is Japanese support behind Yiguandao in their usual words, and Qi Laogen doesn't take it seriously. Being able to survive is a blessing, who cares who does things for whom.

Qi Laogen's home naturally became a secret stronghold of Yiguandao, and usually Yiguandao held altars everywhere and rarely came to Huaiyazi Village, in order to cover this stronghold.

A thick, fleshy man showed his yellow teeth, and said viciously: "Recently, the 12th district team has been ignoring us less and less. Are we doing something big and giving the 12th district team some color?" Look, it's better to blow up their battalion headquarters, or kill a few Eighth Route cadres to make an example to others."

"Don't mind! Fifth Master Ma, you still have to calm down. The Eighth Route Army didn't dare to move us directly because they haven't caught us. If you keep making such a fuss, the Eighth Route Army will have an excuse to use force directly with us. If we lose our face, our life will be even more difficult." A tall young man dressed like a peddler turned pale when he heard this, and scolded the horse lunatic in his heart for not only looking for death, but also for bringing them into trouble, while talking I have tried my best to persuade you. [

The 12th district team is the most powerful eight-way team in Hebei. Even the Japanese dare not face it head-on. If it weren't for the insightful elders of the Yiguandao Seven-Star Altar who used the common people as shields, how would they dare to hold the guns behind them? The 12th district team faced each other.

"Now those untouchables are not so easy to fool after listening to the class held by Eighth Road. We have to find a way to get back the situation." Yang Hu sighed. He didn't expect that in just half a month, the 12 district The team was freed from the predicament of disagreement and contradictions among the people.

"Brother Yang is right! We were leading the 12th district team by the nose before, but now the 12th district team is leading us by the nose. I think we should pour some dirty water on the 12th district team, hum! Look at them How can a fire in the backyard cause trouble for us?" Li Guaizi, who had been sitting silently by the side, suddenly spoke.

"Old Guai, you and Smiling Tiger are the ones who have the most heart and soul here. If you say how to pour dirty water on them, my fifth master will do what you want. It's all up to you." Upon hearing Li Laoguai's words, Ma Wuye immediately regained his energy. He's the kind of ruthless guy who likes to be vicious.

"We don't have guns in our hands, but the Japanese do. Didn't the Japanese think of a way to enter the base area of ​​the 12th district team to sweep it? Let's play a game of leading the wolves into the house for the 12th district team first, and there will be a little bit of disaster to punish the eighth team. There are so many tricks!" Li Guaizi used to be a human trafficker, and he has seen a little bit of the world from all over the world, and he is full of bad ideas for harming people.