Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

When a family is in trouble, all directions support.

Qiao Lin was also moved by their friendship among neighbors, but as he listened, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. Together with the villagers, they thought that he set fire to their houses.

"Folks, stop, let me explain, we did set the fire, but we are not like little devils, we burn whatever we see, the fire is set on the road outside the courtyard, and there is nothing wrong with your house .”

Qiao Lin quickly interrupted the villagers and explained the truth to them.

Although the fire was set as a last resort, it was only set on the premise of ensuring the safety of the villagers' property.

"Comrade Eighth Route Army, you mean my house is fine?"

Er Zhuzi grabbed Qiao Lin's hand and asked in surprise.

"The house is definitely fine, and the courtyard walls are all in good condition, but the little devil kicked the gate and broke the kang, so it needs to be repaired. In addition, the firewood for the fire was also moved from the yards in front of me. Your loss."

Qiao Lin was a little embarrassed. In order to light the fire, he had moved almost all the firewood piled up in the yards of the surrounding houses.

"A little firewood is nothing. If you run out, cut it again. Comrades of the Eighth Route Army, I thank you and I kowtow to you."

As Er Zhuzi said, he was about to kneel down and kowtow to Qiao Lin to express his gratitude.

"Brother, this can't be forced. This is what we should do. There is nothing to be grateful for. Our Eighth Route Army is the people's army. How can the folks not stand up when they are in trouble? Needless to say thank you."

Qiao Lin hurriedly supported the second pillar, preventing him from kneeling down.

"Folks, listen to this. This is the army of our common people. If we are in trouble, they will come forward and save hundreds of us. I will not thank you. I have made up my mind, and I will let my son be the Eighth Route Army when I turn around. Hit the little devil."

Hu Yougui said with great emotion.

"Yes, I'll go too!"

"Let my man go too!"

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The villagers began to respond one after another.

In fact, ordinary people are very simple. They know better than anyone else who is really good to them.

"Speaking of this, I'm also a little surprised. A while ago, the Independence Regiment recruited soldiers. Why didn't anyone in Qiaozhuang apply for it? Now every village has a militia team, and Qiaozhuang doesn't seem to have one either."

Qiao Lin asked a little strangely. Now is the period of the Anti-Japanese War. Every village is connected to each other. Every village has troops stationed there. Even if there is no Eighth Route Army, a militia will be formed.

But Qiao Zhuang seems to be a special case, nothing.

As long as there is a team, the little devil will not let the villagers of the whole village be held hostage so easily.

"Oh, comrades of the Eighth Route Army, if you talk about this, blame me!"

Hu Yougui sighed again, with shame on his face.

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"Comrade Eighth Route Army, we, Qiaozhuang, are not locals. Our ancestors fled here more than 100 years ago..."

Through Hu Yougui's narration, Qiao Lin finally figured out what was going on.

It turns out that compared with other villages in this area, Qiaozhuang is really a special case.

The history of Qiaozhuang is not long, only about 100 years.

At that time, the ancestors of these villagers left their hometowns and headed north in order to escape. Many people died along the way.

At that time, it was still a wasteland, and everyone decided to stay here after discussing it. Through the efforts of several generations, the current Qiaozhuang was gradually formed.

Houses were built and land was reclaimed.

Unlike the surrounding large villages with thousands or even thousands of people, Qiaozhuang is a small village with less than one hundred households and three hundred people.

Because the ancestral home is not here, and the region and customs are different in Jishang, they don't have much contact with the surrounding villages, and their lives are completely self-sufficient.

Even the married men and women are from the same village. After a long time, Qiaozhuang has become like an isolated island. Although it is not isolated from the world, it is almost like a hermit in the mountains.

Strictly speaking, these villagers are actually related to each other, which is a bit of a family style.

The news is blocked, and the ideology is relatively feudal, especially the ancestors experienced the catastrophe of fleeing and saw too many things about life and death, so they established a rule:

Don't steal from people when you are hungry, and don't fight when you are suffering.

Don't steal when you are hungry, it is to abide by the bottom line of human morality, not to do bad things and not to harm others.

The purpose of not fighting is to continue the incense of the village. After all, fighting will kill people. Their ancestors were afraid that their descendants would be involved in the war, so they cut off the roots they had left behind.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this rule. Survival is everyone's right.

At the beginning of the Anti-Japanese War, the Eighth Route Army also sent cadres to Qiaozhuang to do work and proposed to station troops here.

But after discussing with the villagers, Hu Yougui still refused.

At that time, they didn't know what kind of army the Eighth Route Army was. They were worried that once troops were stationed in the village, they would allow their subordinates to run rampant in the village like the previous warlords did.

Later, the Independence Regiment also sent people to publicize the conscription, but Qiaozhuang had a small population, and he was reluctant to let all the young and middle-aged go to the army to go to the battlefield, so no one signed up. mean.

All in all, Qiao Zhuang just wanted not to be involved in the war, and he didn't want to get angry.

As a result, there are neither garrisons nor militia armed here.

"I don't know about other armies, but our Eighth Route Army isn't that bad, and it's not an old warlord. There is no such thing as a forced conscription by Latin strong men. That's a violation of discipline. Joining the army is voluntary, and we won't force it."

Qiao Lin took the opportunity to publicize the discipline of the Eighth Route Army.

"Yeah, I can see it through this incident. The little devil is ambitious and wants to occupy our country. How can there be a good thing in this world? We don't cause trouble, but disaster will come to us."

Hu Yougui shook his head, feeling quite helpless.

"So now the whole country has set off a wave of national resistance. Only when everyone unites and works together to drive out the little devils can the lives of the people be stabilized. But don't worry, our Eighth Route Army has troops stationed nearby. As long as you If there is a need, there is no second word, and we will definitely do our best."

What Qiao Lin said was a bit like the chief's speech. As a security guard, he directly made a promise to the villagers in Qiaozhuang on behalf of the Eighth Route Army.

"We were selfish in the past, Comrade Eighth Route Army, you are right. Only when everyone is united can the invaders be driven away. We are also part of this country. There is no reason for others to fight. We wait to sit back and enjoy the benefits. Yes, you saved our village this time, but there is no guarantee when the little devil will come next time. If he enters the village, he will kill people. I think the rules of the ancestors have to be changed. Foreign enemies invade and cannot hide , Only by standing up and resisting can there be hope."

Hu Yougui quoted an original sentence from the working group of the Eighth Route Army.

"Master, you are very enlightened!"

Qiao Lin gave a thumbs up. If the people of the whole country have such awareness, how long will the little devil be able to run amok?

"Speaking of joining the army, comrades of the Eighth Route Army, I would like to ask, can our village also form a militia? If there is a militia, next time the little devils dare to come, we can eliminate them by ourselves."

It is estimated that being kidnapped by the little devil has cast a shadow on Hu Yougui's heart. He desperately hopes that Qiao Zhuang will become stronger quickly and will no longer be bullied.

"Master, it's not that simple to form a militia. Manpower, weapons, training, there are many hard conditions. I can't explain a few words clearly."

Qiao Lin scratched his head. This question is a bit complicated. There are many factors involved. He has no experience in this field, so he didn't know where to start.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he happened to see the faint light of dawn on the horizon.

It's dawn!

Remembering the agreement with Brigadier Chen, Qiao Lin stood up abruptly.

"Folks, I have other tasks, so I have to leave quickly, but don't worry, our people will come to help you deal with follow-up matters soon. The situation in the village is a bit complicated. You'd better stay in the wheat field Stay here, wait for our people to clean up the inside before you go back."

Qiao Lin briefly explained to the villagers, and hurried away under the eyes of everyone.

"Listen everyone, Comrade Eighth Route Army said, let's stay here for now, maybe there is something in the village that we can't see, so don't leave casually, everyone, we can have a good time together Take care."

Hu Yougui began to perform the duties of the village head and asked the villagers to stay in the wheat field.

Although the little devil also let them stay on the wheat field, the feeling now is completely different from that then.

There are no guns pointed at them, no constant punching and kicking, no need to worry about killing people, it is much easier.

It's just that the scattered corpses on the wheat field looked scary, and the villagers all turned their faces away in unison.

"It's six o'clock, and it's almost dawn."

Brigadier Chen took out his pocket watch, glanced at it, and said to himself.

There were six gunshots in a row before, and then there was no more movement. It seemed that the time agreed with Qiao Lin was approaching.

Brigadier Chen was looking forward to what the result would be, but also a little apprehensive.

After leaving the wheat field, Qiao Lin threw off his legs and ran wildly. He was so busy talking to the villagers that he almost forgot to meet Brigadier Chen. If there was a delay, something might go wrong.

The distance of five kilometers was only a matter of minutes for Qiao Lin who was running at full speed. After a while, he was not far from the meeting place agreed with Brigadier Chen.

He slowed down, and he shouldn't be too high-profile. What if Brigadier Chen knew that he could run so fast and asked him to do errands and deliver letters.

"Brigade Commander, someone is coming."

Zhao Dabao raised his hand as he spoke, and the soldiers of the guard regiment immediately entered into a fighting state.

"Several people?"

Brigadier Chen asked anxiously.

"One."

Zhao Dabao stared at the running figure and said

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one person!

This number made Brigadier Chen's blood start to boil.

There is only one person, and that should be Qiao Lin. He can come back within the specified time, which shows that the operation was successful!

Brigadier Chen couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, so he wanted to get up to greet him.

"Brigade Commander, the identity of the visitor has not been confirmed yet, so you cannot go out."

Zhao Dabao was loyal and obeyed, and pushed Brigadier Chen back.

Brigadier Chen was held tightly, unable to move.

"Stop, who are you?"

The two suddenly jumped up from the ground, stopped Qiao Lin, pointed their guns at him and asked.

The sky was half-bright at this time, and the vision was very blurred. The two soldiers didn't recognize for a while that it was Qiao Lin who came here with them yesterday.

"I am the guard of the head of the independent regiment, I want to see the brigade commander!"