The country is broken

Digging fortifications in winter is a very troublesome thing. If the soil is wet, you only need to dig it up with a shovel. However, the frozen soil that has been soaked in snow water is like reinforced concrete. Going down, only a few ice chips burst out, leaving only a white mark. "

First company commander Kang Yang wiped off his hot sweat, glanced at the surrounding soldiers who were digging together, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Hurry up! Be careful, don't scratch your hands!"

The ice in the winter is icy and sharp. Yesterday, several children were chasing and playing. One of the children accidentally slipped his foot and fell on the big horse. As a result, his chin hit the ice and immediately cut a bloody hole. , as if there was a small mouth on the chin, the child was stunned, wiped the blood on his hand, and cried out in fright, and immediately the adults next to him were sent to the health team for six or seven stitches.This also reminds other people that ice balls are sharper than knives. Even so, people are still accidentally scratched by ice cubes every day.

Some were too difficult to dig, so the soldiers laid firewood on the ground and burned the solid ice on the ground, so that it was easier to dig some.

In order to strengthen those fortifications, the twelfth district team also adopted a special method. The shelter walls of the trenches and bunkers were not only piled up with mud, but also poured with warm water continuously, forming layers of ice. The speed of ice is much faster than that of cold water. The thicker and thicker ice is like armor. If you hit it, there is no chance of penetrating it. It flies directly, and the grenade can only explode a few layers of ice. The high temperature makes the ice layer stronger than steel. [

This tricky method of building fortifications can only be used in the severe cold of northern winter.

More than a dozen large pots were burned in the fortification area, not only to provide hot water for the construction of the fortifications, but also to boil hot radish and beef soup to replenish the strength of the soldiers who rested. Radishes have the reputation of small ginseng, and beef is even more resistant to hunger , both of which are good products against the cold.

It also means that food can be improved during wartime.Although the battle was extremely hard, the soldiers and civilians who participated in the labor were full of joy in their hearts, and it was almost as good as a young year if they had a bite to eat.

Ayumi Sasaki, the squadron leader of the Japanese army in Li County, has been busy training his soldiers for the past few days. In order to enable these soldiers to achieve outstanding results in the recent raids, Sasaki ordered the comfort station to be closed and the soldiers were not allowed to leave the camp. The soldiers who usually cause trouble everywhere take care of themselves and devote themselves to training to maintain their combat effectiveness.

The battlefield is the fastest way to get promoted in the army. Although the soldiers under him are not very elite, Sasaki, who only wants to accumulate military achievements, does not feel at ease as a mediocre security squadron leader in a small county. Most of the Japanese soldiers in one of the teams under him were refugees recruited from Manchuria, Japan, and Taiwan. They were only drilled by professional instructors during the recruitment, and they were only slightly stronger than the puppet soldiers in the other two teams. .

In the base areas where guerrillas and armed forces roamed around and on the edge of the security area, Squadron Leader Sasaki never forgot to train a team that could protect itself.

Under the heavy code, he did not forget to win people's hearts.On weekdays, he turned a blind eye to those soldiers who harmed the village.

Renqiu county captain Ono Erxiong led more than 3000 troops into the [-]th district team base to sweep the battle report, almost following Ono's report.It was directly communicated to the counties, and Squadron Leader Sasaki was always ready to take a share of the pie. Usually, the dozen or so guerrillas with small fish and shrimps had seven or eight guns, which he did not pay attention to. However, the [-]th District Team of the Eighth Route Army But a big fish, if he made any contribution in the battle to encircle and suppress the [-]th district team, he, the squadron leader's epaulettes, will be the team leader on an equal footing with Ono Erxiong. Beauty has beauty.It is much better to have good wine and good wine than to live in this unsafe and unsafe Lixian County. When the war is over, you can go home.

Squadron leaders from several other counties shared the same thoughts as Zuo Zuo. The life of the local security forces is not easy at all. The supplies are completely self-organized, relying on the limelight of the imperial army to threaten the nearby maintenance clubs. Supplies are only for food and clothing, and soldiers sometimes rely on going out to grab something to make up for oil and water.Those comfort women are old people who have been ravaged for a long time. Even so, they have to be given a number by their superiors to have a chance. The little soldiers can only stare blankly. The monthly salary alone is not enough to sit on a tatami mat and drink a glass of sake. .

All the units of the Japanese and puppet army are preparing their troops to mobilize their horses and horses, preparing to make fish in troubled waters, and wait for the order from their superiors to follow Erxiong Ono to reap some benefits.

In the middle of the night, the telephone poles stand bare beside the road, and the telephone wires that were originally hung on the poles have long since disappeared.

The sound of horseshoes approaching from far away, one person and one horse galloped across the road, and the four horseshoes studded with hooves splashed snow powder.

Miyagi Hideki flicked his whip against the cold wind, kept urging the horse under his crotch to slow down, and looked around nervously, cursing his communication team Captain Tanaka from the bottom of his heart. He even sent him out to deliver letters. Didn't he know that at night, this area is full of guerrillas and armed forces? ?

Since [-], the Japanese army has almost sent people to rebuild it dozens of times, but it still cannot withstand the destruction of the guerrillas and armed forces. It is lucky to be able to make phone calls seven or eight days a month, but it is almost impossible to avoid phone tapping.

Recently, the Eighth Route Army has used some means. The channel of the telegraph station has been frequently interfered with. It is impossible to distinguish the signal from the noise. The communication between the main strongholds has become more and more difficult. In order to avoid being monitored and leaking information, many important orders have to rely on Human transmission.

"Baga! Baga! Baga!" Miyagi Hideki urged the horse anxiously, the snow on the road made the horse's hooves slip from time to time, which frightened him into a cold sweat, and he tried his best to control his shaking body.

Miyagi Hideki suddenly felt a pain in his jaw, and then it seemed that the world was spinning. When he opened his eyes again, he saw that he was already lying on the snow, and several people in white cloaks suddenly appeared in his sight Walking towards him, he opened his mouth to shout, but there was no sound, as if he had left his body, a sense of drowsiness that he had never felt before surged up uncontrollably, black mist appeared in front of his eyes, and it became thicker and thicker until into total darkness.

The horse, which lost its rider, rushed tens of meters away, then gradually slowed down, yelped, turned around in place, and scratched the ground. It really didn't understand why the rider on its back suddenly disappeared. As a military horse , not running around after losing control is a basic skill.

"Xiao Chen, Xiao Li, well done!" Ma Yucheng, the deputy company commander of the third company who walked from the side of the road to the side of the Japanese signal corps, gave a thumbs up to the two soldiers on both sides of the road who were busy collecting wires. [

In the dark night, the metal telephone wires received from the telephone poles volley across both sides of the road, which is different from a deadly throat-cutting knife for a galloping rider on a horse. The body of the Japanese signal soldier lying on the ground and getting cold is the most Good proof.

"It's not that Deputy Company Commander Ma has a good command!" The two soldiers smiled modestly.

Ma Yucheng picked up the cowhide document bag on Hideki Miyagi's body, reached in and searched, and found several envelopes stamped with wax paint. He frowned, turned his head and shouted to the side: "Old Yang! Come here!" !"

"Come here!" An old man in his 50s walked over tremblingly with a stick.

"Come on! Look! Seal of wax!" Ma Yucheng didn't rush to open the envelope, but first handed a few letters to Lao Yang who came over.

Old Yang took out a gold-rimmed presbyopic glasses from his bosom, and said, "Let me see!" The soldier next to him cleverly shone the light of the flashlight, and three or four flashlights shone on Old Yang's hand. envelope.

Old Yang squinted his eyes, carefully looked at the appearance of several letters in his hand, flipped through them several times, and nodded, "No problem, leave it to me."

The horses in the distance were brought back, and the body of the Japanese signal soldier was dragged to the side of the road. His clothes were stripped off, and a soldier of his stature took the stripped clothes and put them on himself.

A few soldiers nearby set up a guard point, and the rest of the soldiers stood against the wall to shield Old Yang from the wind. The two young men beside Old Yang were dragging several large suitcases that had been opened, and pressed the old man. According to Yang Tou's instruction, take out the tools in the box to Old Yang Tou from time to time.

A few flashlights and a horse lantern illuminate the old Yangtou. Don’t look at this old Yangtou who walks with a wooden stick. He must be skillful with his hands. He used fire medium to heat a tool, and it melted lightly. After removing the sealant from the envelope and taking out the letter inside, Ma Yucheng glanced at it and sneered. The Japanese still couldn't hold back and wanted to attack the [-]th district team.

According to Ma Yucheng's dictation, according to the handwriting on the letter, he slowly traced the same letter whose handwriting was difficult to distinguish, folded it exactly according to the original copy, took out a piece of talc, and followed the note. The engraved wax seal was carved out, and then I found some wax to adjust the color, melted some on the talc seal, and re-sealed the wax seal on the envelope, and the repair was exactly the same as the original.

"It's really good workmanship!" Ma Yucheng exclaimed after receiving the modified envelope without any abnormalities.Sanlian has the most strange people in the [-]th district team. This old Yangtou is a master craftsman who was found from the old Liulichang in Beiping. The counterfeiting work is absolutely first-class. He is an old artist who is good at fine craftsmanship. Observation He is particularly meticulous and has a good memory. He is considered an old-timer when it comes to imitation work. When the Japanese captured Beiping, Lao Yang forged a passport and took his family back to his hometown in Hejian. The people from the team came to the door, and without further ado, Old Yang took the guy at the bottom of the box directly into the craft department of the third company, and worked with some skilled experts to do some difficult work.