The country is broken

The security area cleaning work of the [-]th District Team is based on the order issued by the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army to organize troops from all over the country to attack the enemy's stronghold.

On March 25, the Luzhong Military Region of the Eighth Route Army launched the third crusade against the Wu Culture Department of the Puppet Army.On April [-], the Taihang Military Region of the Eighth Route Army launched the Battle of Shuilin.On May [-], troops from the South Shandong Military Region successively launched attacks on Rong Ziheng's headquarters of the puppet army, severely injuring the puppet troops who were willing to be Japanese lackeys, and isolated the main force of the Japanese army.

The Japanese army, which had been stunned by a series of combined fist-style continuous military operations by the CCP troops, had not yet reacted. After the significant results achieved in the spring attack, the troops of the Shandong Military Region of the Eighth Route Army pursued the victory and launched the summer offensive.

The active military operations in the various base areas directly resulted in the expansion of the base areas. The originally unconnected base areas broke the blockade of the Japanese army's lock net posts and became connected one after another.In the Shandong Military Region, the Qinghe and Hebei-Shandong Border Regions were merged to become the Bohai Navy Region, and Southern Hebei and Hebei-Shandong-Yu merged to form the new Hebei-Shandong-Henan Military Region. The scope of activities and influence of the main force of the corresponding [-]th Division gradually increased.

A mere small island country, which is trying to dominate Asia and intends to challenge the world's major powers, its own innate inadequacy has become the fatal factor in the failure of Japan's East Asia co-prosperity, and its military strength has exceeded the critical value that the national economy can bear , Occupied areas endured repeated resistance, resource plundering encountered endless destruction, and Japan's production capacity was almost a hundred times worse than before the war. [

Just when the Japanese army base camp was forced to launch another southern invasion campaign in a state of desperation, trying to support the war with war and directly plunder the finished product resources, a small group of troops, under the cover of the CCP’s underground transportation line, quietly entered the granary that was most valued by both the enemy and us in North China. , Hebei area!

The connection of the cage policy has been broken. During the farming season, the crops are almost extremely vulnerable to the fire of war, and even a single fire can burn the entire sorghum field.The Japanese were also reluctant to fight to the death, and established a large area of ​​​​inhabited areas in the central Hebei region. The Japanese and puppet troops in the stronghold could only hold back their wits and let the local guerrillas and armed forces do whatever they wanted.

"Harry, look quickly!~ Those civilians are waving to us!~" The bridge of the nose is high, the pupils are blue, the waves are hot, and the hair is blond.A tall woman dressed in the clothes of ordinary Chinese people was excitedly and curiously following the procession along the field ridges among the sorghum fields.

"I saw it! I saw it! The people in the district are not afraid of life at all!~Miluni, do you want to go and say hello to them, they won't shoot us with bows and arrows like the Indians!~I promise!" Also in the team was a Huaiwu foreigner who was nearly two meters tall, with shrunken hair and a high nose bridge, and kept aiming at the camera hanging on his chest, as if preparing to capture some shots.

"Haha! ~Harry, you can really joke! This is China, not an Indian settlement in the Andes! ~You are still the same as Murdoch, you have to read more books about China before you come here. What a wonderful country!" A stout red-haired man next to the foreigner named Harry had an expression of ignorance, but his eyes couldn't hide the look of curiosity.Just like Chinese people looking at dioramas, they have an urge to study everything about new things in foreign countries.

"Civilian?! Cut?!" The English translator in the middle of the team chuckled secretly. Just you guys with red hair and green eyes who look like monsters, ordinary people are not scared away yet? !The people standing in the field were all guerrilla comrades who had been arranged to touch the dead man's head in advance.

The three foreigners in the team really saw everything new! ~The translators and guides in the team are all in English, so we can only slow down the speed so that the three foreign guests can see enough while walking.

"Why is there no war here! ~ Hey! How do these crops grow? They like to seduce people so much. Will there be bugs! ~" The Chinese woman in a semi-western-style short skirt was also holding a camera, with a bitter face, while As she walked, she complained in her heart that the sorghum stalks on the side of the road always wanted to hook her skirt, which made her always carefully pull out the sorghum branches and leaves stretching across the ridges of the field.

"Miss Jasmine, this is not the back garden of the Ta Kung Pao office, maybe it will become a battlefield in the blink of an eye!" a man with a civilized stick in his hand, oily hair, and a jungle adventure suit The skinny man answered the female reporter's complaints pretending to be very serious.

"Editor Wen, look at what you said, is it possible that the back garden of the Central Daily will also become a battlefield at any time?!" Seeing the skinny man, the Chinese woman named Jasmine had a neither salty nor pale face, obviously The skinny man was not very impressive.

"That's not what you said. Although the reporters of our Central Daily did not fight the enemy with their hands on the battlefield, they went through life and death, turning the battlefield into the back garden of our Central Daily." The ridicule played by the female reporter on the topic was relieved, and the editor of the Central Daily who was able to enter this team is not just a free-for-all.

Pointing to the female reporter in the team who occasionally made tit-for-tat remarks with the skinny editor of Central Daily, a young military worker behind the team who was responsible for the protection task whispered to the older military worker next to him: : "That girl's name is Jasmine, what a lovely name! She looks like a flower."

"Shh!~" The older martial arts team member immediately gestured to the younger martial arts team member, pointing behind them is impolite, and then observed that the people in front of the team did not have any abnormal reactions, so they used a lower The voice said: "That's a reporter. What he said was not his real name, but a pseudonym, which is specially used to deceive people. Even if he said something wrong, no one would know who it was, and the three foreign devils in front of him were also reporters. , Playing with a pen, posting articles to newspapers, you can get wages and support your family. First, you don’t have to work hard, and second, you don’t have to go to the ground to plan food, and you don’t get cold or sun.

"Oh!~It's really good to be a reporter! It's not like us who work desperately to fill our stomachs, travel around mountains and rivers, and show off the ink in our stomachs. They are much better than us peasants. Look at their white and tender skin, which is better than ours. Miss Ru in the village wants to be shuiling." The young martial arts team member's eyes lit up, and he said with envy: "I will learn more culture in the future. I will also be a reporter in the future, Uncle Hu, what do you think?" The editor is bigger than the reporter!"

"This, this, I don't know, it's probably the same size! ~ Seeing that Jasmine, who is a reporter, didn't give that editor a good look!" The older martial arts team member rubbed his head, he was more knowledgeable than the young , but doesn't necessarily know everything.

"No. This time the superior asked us to protect them all the way here, just to let them see the situation of the Anti-Japanese War in our base area. I heard that there will be big people coming in the future! By the way, kid, you have to keep it secret, don't mess with people Say!" The older martial arts team member suddenly realized that he was talking too much, and hurriedly said to the young martial arts team member beside him with a straight face.

"Yes, yes, yes!~" The young martial arts team member immediately nodded seriously.

In this team, five Chinese and foreign journalists, under the protection of more than a dozen elite fighters from the martial arts team, passed through the enemy's blockade and continued to move into the base area of ​​the [-]th district team.

There are still many crops that are the staple food of the people in the farmlands of the villages.In addition to traditional crops such as sorghum, corn, wheat and buckwheat.The [-]th district team also introduced high-yield crops such as new varieties of potatoes, American sweet corn, and sweet potatoes from abroad. [

"Stop moving forward!"

"stop!~"

The guide in front of the team stopped suddenly, and the interpreter behind him also issued a warning to the three foreign reporters.

The team that was chatting and laughing just now immediately fell silent, and the three foreigners lost their previous laughing and joking, and their faces became serious. Although they were told about possible emergencies before departure, when they really encountered accidents, My heart is like being crushed by a huge rock, which will crush my fragile heart at any time.

The warm wind in early summer blows through the newly entered cornfields, and the cornfields cover the hilly area, blowing like waves. Except for the birds flying by in the sky from time to time, the crop fields are peaceful .

"What's going on?!" The three foreign reporters, Harry, Melone and Murdoch, looked nervous. Once the gun was fired, it doesn't matter whether you are a reporter from the United States of America or which newspaper you are, no matter which side the soldiers are. When they met each other, they were enemies fighting each other for life and death, and there was no mercy at all.

Jasmine, a reporter from Ta Kung Pao, turned pale. As the Chinese newspaper that knows Japan best, she has long been aware of the ferocity of the Japanese. It is terrible that she was not shot to death.Instead, he was humiliated to death by Japanese soldiers.The editor of JoongAng Daily is also trembling slightly, and he is also unlucky, but he usually likes to say a few tough words, so he was selected to participate in this joint secret interview operation between Chinese and American journalists.

"Look over there!~" The guide in front of the team suddenly pointed to the hills more than 500 meters to the right. A white flag with a red sun was swaying among the corn on the low slope. It seemed that many people were marching.

After a while, a group of soldiers appeared in the sight of the guide and the others, as if they were on patrol.

"It's the Japanese!~ Hurry up, get down!~" The guide was shocked to find that it was actually a group of Japanese soldiers, and there seemed to be puppet troops behind them.

Just as he and the reporters lowered their bodies in a panic and took advantage of the corn crops to hide, the inexperienced reporters came across a few corn plants, and the unusually shaking corn stalks did not escape the sight of the Japanese and puppet soldiers. The Japanese and puppet soldiers who were blowing the grass, as if they were facing a big enemy, immediately scattered in all directions with strange screams, and opened a skirmish line to encircle them.

Boom! ~ The gun is the guts of a person, and the corn stalks burst when they were shot. The two female reporters who followed the escort team of the martial arts team and hid in the cornfield disregarded thousands of warnings not to speak freely when they set off. He screamed again and again in fright, completely exposing the truth that there were people in the cornfield.

"Oops! ~Quick retreat, quick retreat!~" The captain of the martial arts team of the escort team patted his head and complained with a very ugly face. He was about to reach the base of the [-]th district team. However, they were unlucky, and when they encountered an enemy patrol team, the two women screamed like pigs.

A group of people fled desperately from the corn field in a hurry. The corn stalks were no more than the reed stalks after autumn. The stalks pierced the branches and the leaves pierced the leaves. If it weren't for the guides and translators in the team, they would have been extremely fast during the run. Responsible for constantly sounding reminders to prevent other people from scurrying around like headless flies with their heads covered and falling behind. Of course, the price of speaking out is that the enemy's sons are chasing the nearby corn and jumping straight.

Hearing the panicked screams of the women in the cornfield, the Japanese soldiers immediately howled excitedly. The three-year-old soldier and the sow Sai Diaochan said, "Flower Girl! ~ Hahaha! ~" "Missy, Missy! ~" The Japanese soldiers in the encirclement of the skirmish line screamed strangely, chasing even more urgently.

"Who is it?!" The team leader Nakamura Ken, who didn't scream along with his subordinates, was a little strange. Seeing the other party turn around and run away, he knew that the persimmon was soft and easy to pinch, and immediately ordered the security team leader next to him: "You guys Yes, follow up quickly, if you let one go, your first one will die."

Even with the same military rank, the Japanese army is generally higher than the puppet soldiers. It can be regarded as a direct division of combat power and race. In some public security areas, there is a rule that a Japanese soldier can order three puppet troops. The same mission, The squad leader of the security team also had to obey the orders of the Japanese squad leader.

The two Japanese and puppet army squads chased after the martial arts team and the reporters like ghosts lingering. A dozen martial arts team members faced more than 100 Japanese and puppet soldiers. , but the few reporters in the team have become a hindrance. It doesn't matter if the two foreign male reporters are at least men. Westerners are also born strong. The reporter ran with his arms, but the editor of the Central Daily News was terrified like a puddle of mud. He was dragged away by two military workers, one on the left and one on the other, like a dead dog. The raised jade rod went straight to his crotch, and Editor Wen didn't know whether it was pain or fear on his dejected expression.

Almost half of the military workers escorting the reporters were cut off, and they fired repeatedly with the shell guns in their hands. However, in the terrain of corn, the lethality of short guns is obviously not as good as that of rifles. Although the corn stalks are weak, they can't hold much. Also affects the range of the pistol.

"Keep up! Keep up, don't pull down!~" The military workers who are used to shuttling on the battlefield during battles tried their best to pull the reporters to keep up with them. There was a muffled groan from being shot, and they insisted on getting shot, they were not willing to scream out in pain to reveal their position.