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Chapter 354, The bandit who ate the bear's heart and leopard's gall

"It's almost here, it's time to come!"

After receiving the telegram from the brigade headquarters, Li Yunlong will be able to live. If there are no accidents in the middle, the engineers and experts sent by the superior are about to arrive by now.

No, I can't wait any longer.

Li Yunlong couldn't wait any longer. He waved his whip and said to the soldiers of the cavalry company beside him, "All follow me."

He took a platoon of cavalry fighters and decided to take the initiative to meet them and search for them.

Facts have proved that Li Yunlong's decision is very correct.

Tens of miles away, they bumped into the soldiers escorting the engineer.

"Quick... Hurry up and inform the main force, we were... attacked by bandits from Heifengzhai, engineer..."

"What happened to the engineer?" Li Yunlong asked.

The soldier who reported the letter was seriously injured, hugged the horse's neck, and ran back holding his breath.

When they met Li Yunlong and the others, they sacrificed without finishing their words.

The engineer who deserves to be sent a telegram by his superiors and asked Li Yunlong to greet him in person is definitely the treasure of the entire Eighth Route Army.

What happened, alive or dead, this question cannot be answered for the time being.

Li Yunlong whipped his whip on the ground angrily: "Damn, Heifengzhai of Gou Ri, his mother is getting impatient, dare to beat me."

The surrounding soldiers were all silent, and there was a raging anger burning in their hearts.

The bandits dared to attack the Eighth Route Army, which is against the sky.

They waited silently for the commander's order to kill the bandits.

"Correspondent, let Zhang Dabiao come with a battalion, I want to flatten the Black Wind Village."

Li Yunlong's order was full of chills.

Calling the most trump card troops here to clean up a small bandit stronghold is to impress the enemy with the momentum of thunder.

Li Yunlong continued to chase forward with the cavalry warriors.

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Heifengzhai is located on the Wuji Mountain in the Taihang Mountain Range. In the late Qing Dynasty, there were bandits who once occupied the mountain as king.

It continued until the Republic of China, and the government failed to do anything to them.

The cottage has changed its head several times, and the most recent one is Xie Baoqing.

Back in time a few hours ago.

In the Juyi Hall of Heifengzhai on Wuji Mountain, there are four large characters written on the plaque - Walking on behalf of the sky.

This is done by imitating the heroes of Liangshan.

The person who sits in the top spot in the Juyi Hall is Xie Baoqing, who is not tall, black and thin.

He was born in poverty and was bullied by bullies since he was a child.

Zhang Dashan, a villager, humiliated Xie Baoqing in every possible way because he hadn't paid usury, and wanted to use his family's ancestral land to pay off the debt.

For farmers, the field is the lifeblood.

Seizing one's ancestral land is no different from the hatred of killing one's father and taking one's wife.

Facts have proved that it is very scary for honest people who are bullied to go crazy.

Xie Baoqing, carrying a butcher's knife, bloodbathed all fifteen members of Zhang Dashanran's family throughout the night, including women and children.

Then it went up the mountain and fell into the grass.

After falling into the grass, Xie Baoqing gradually won over a group of people by virtue of his excellent martial arts skills and his means of donating money.

After the previous boss was besieged and beaten to death by the government, he naturally became the boss of Heifengzhai.

And set a rule: Anyone can rob, but the poor cannot be robbed.

In this regard, the brothers in Heifengzhai believed that the poor themselves were not to be robbed, and they could gain a good reputation along the way, so they were very supportive.

Xie Baoqing glanced at the brothers in Juyi Hall, and nodded to the third leader who was the military adviser.

He stuttered a bit when he spoke, and he had to look at Zhao Tiezhu, the third master who had studied in private schools for several years.

"Brothers, the grain in the village is about to bottom out, and it won't last for ten days and a half. We have to do something big, and try to get winter reserves in one trip.

Let’s talk about it, brothers, who should we contact? "

Zhao Tiezhu's words made clear the plight of the cottage, and also emphasized the general goal.

There are a hundred or so people in Heifeng Village, and if they want to get some food to eat until next spring, at least they have to be a big landlord.

Erhu Liang, nicknamed Shanmaozi, said, "It's simple. I'll take my brothers down the mountain to find out and find a few big families to rob. I'm sure I'll have a good year."

As soon as he finished speaking, a backbone old bandit complained:
"Second master, there used to be a few big landlords in the surrounding villages. But after being robbed twice by us, they were all afraid of being robbed, and they all moved to the county town.

There are Japanese soldiers guarding the county town, we brothers can't touch our heads against stones, we can't win! "

Difficulties still have to be said up front, don't return in vain when the time comes, and the second master said that these subordinates don't work hard.

Shanmaozi felt that his face was refuted, and he stared at him viciously: "Fart, the Japanese, the Central Army and the Jinsui Army, which force I didn't grab?
If you are old and timid, go down the mountain and be a good citizen for the Japanese, don't be a motherfucker here. "

The reprimanded old bandit secretly gritted his teeth but dared not refute.

Did he know that the second boss was cruel and evil, maybe he would shoot him behind the back, and no one would reason for him when he died.

"Second brother, I'll leave this matter to you. You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, go and take a few brothers down the mountain to have a look, pay attention to the eight roads, he, he, they are very powerful..."

Shanmaozi was really anxious by the boss's stuttering, so he rushed to say: "Boss, I understand, the poor bastards on the Eighth Road have nothing to talk about, and you can't get a few bucks if you rob them."

Xie Baoqing nodded in agreement, Balu was poorer than them, and it was nothing if he robbed them.

Rather than making enemies out of thin air by robbing the eight routes, it is better to let them go, make a good relationship and leave a way out.

After agreeing on a plan, Shanmaozi called a dozen brothers and went down the mountain to find out the news.

On the way, a well-informed subordinate said: "We used to rob the supplies of various companies, but now the Central Army on the other side of Zhongtiao Mountain has been cleaned up by the Japanese, and the Eighth Route Army has occupied that land.

With one family missing, now we can only attack the Jinsui Army, or the idea of ​​the Japanese.

Second master, shall we first visit the Jinsui army? "

The th Regiment of the Jinsui Army is just to the west of Heifengzhai, a little far away.

The east is all Japanese territory.

Ordinary bandits are still very afraid of the Japanese. After all, the Japanese are strong and strong, and they defeated the government forces such as the Central Army and the Jinsui Army.

If they are really determined to deal with the bandits, there is really no way out.

Shanmaozi is not afraid of that, "If you look far away, your brain is broken."

Take a few brothers into the city to find out if there is a large Japanese food delivery team passing by recently. If we want to do it, we will do it. "

Shan Maozi's name is Liang Erhu, and that's not for nothing, because he is a real tiger!

If you want to do it, you can do it with big votes. Are you really afraid that the Japanese will attack the cottage?
The little leader who was called was feeling sad for a while, but when the second leader spoke, he could only follow suit.

He sent his clever men to investigate the news, and Shanmaozi took the rest of the people to guard the mountain road where they often rob.

As the second master of the cottage, Shanmaozi is so good at showing his face that he has been targeted by the Japanese for a long time.

The Japanese wanted his head, and Shanmaozi knew how to do it, so he stopped going to the city to be cool.

When he had free time, he guarded the mountain road, robbed passers-by, and spent two money to drink and eat meat, which was considered chic.

"Second master, someone is here."

With a reminder from his subordinates, Shanmaozi, who was basking in the sun with squinted eyes, immediately became sober.

He straightened his hat and squinted his eyes to look into the distance. There were six people, two carts, and a fast horse.

At least two donkeys and one horse can be snatched, which is definitely a fat sheep!

In the past, I might not have gained anything if I stayed here for a day, but today I came to business after a while.

Shanmaozi was so excited, "Hurry up and hide."

It was Zhang Jiming and his group who pretended to be merchants and walked on the road.

The county government in the border area of ​​the Eighth Route Army produced fake certificates of good citizens for them, and the squad leader who led the team would come and throw money along the way.

Passed smoothly the checkpoint set by the Japanese Imperial Association Army.

"Squad Leader Wang, we should be there soon."

Zhang Jiming sat on the cart with a very ugly expression on his face.He is very uncomfortable with long-distance travel.

But the road was not safe, and they didn't dare to stop frequently to rest. Zhang Jiming could only bear with it, hoping to reach the destination sooner.

Wang Zhaochun, the squad leader who led the team, rode on a horse and looked at the surrounding environment vigilantly.

Hearing the escort's question, he replied: "Hurry up, it's not far away, we will definitely be there before tonight."

Zhang Jiming nodded, this is good news.

The road was so potholed that it was difficult to walk, and his buttocks were numb from sitting on the cart.

"parking."

Wang Zhaochun, who was on the horse, suddenly waved his hand to signal to stop, and looked into the distance with sharp eyes: "Where is the sacred brother on the mountain?"

After being called to find out their whereabouts, a few bandits simply stopped hiding, jumped out from behind the stone, and raised their guns to aim at the group of them.

"Brothers are from Heifengzhai. I planted this tree and opened this road. If you want to live here, you can buy road money."

The leader who spoke was holding a box cannon in his hand, and looked up and down Wang Zhaochun who was riding a horse: "I don't think my brother is an ordinary person, he should know the rules."

"I know, I know the rules."

Being ridden on the head by bandits, Wang Zhaochun secretly resented.

If it weren't for the escort mission, our reconnaissance company would have cleaned up your cottage in one night.

It's a joke to make you feel awkward in front of me.

But after all, their task is to escort important people, not to conflict with people.

Don't say that you don't have a gun on your body, even if you have a gun, you can't fight.

Wang Zhaochun handed over the Japanese military ticket in his pocket and the two oceans specially given to him by the company commander before leaving to the bandits.

"Damn, you guys are riding horses and driving carts, and that's all it takes?"

That donkey is worth a few dollars, let alone this fine horse.

Wang Zhaochun endured his nausea, and explained with a smile: "Man, it's not easy these days, we came from the north.

After passing through the checkpoints of the Japanese, each checkpoint is a piece of money, and this is all the property. If you give it to the hero, you will have no money to stay in the hotel tonight. "

The other four soldiers, watching the squad leader bear the burden of humiliation and say good things to a group of bandits to apologize for being careful, felt uncomfortable.

But in order to pass the checkpoint of the Japanese, they did not take guns.

Otherwise, just these guys, you have to take a gun and bring them all down.

Zhang Jiming watched all this with a cold eye. Although he had worked in an arsenal, he only knew how to make machinery and weapons, not guns.

Facing the enemy with a gun, he has nothing to do.He could only watch the soldiers defending him deal with the enemy.

The bandit leader looked Wang Zhaochun up and down, and the war horse he was leading, a little undecided.

This is definitely not an ordinary person, either it is a nursing home of a wealthy family, or... Anyway, it is not easy to offend.

He saw the hiding place of Erdang's family.

"The guy who has done more than succeed in his affairs has more than ruined his affairs, this is not exposing me."

Shan Maozi cursed inwardly, so he stood up with a gun in his hand.

He looked at the group of people, and said bluntly: "It's such a small amount of money to send a beggar! Leave the carriages and horses, and you can go away."

Two donkeys and one horse can be worth a lot of money, enough to eat and drink for a long time.

Wang Zhaochun could see that this was the real master, "This brother who is in charge..."

Shan Maozi didn't want to listen to nonsense at all, so he fired a shot into the sky and interrupted the other party's words: "If you don't want to get out, then stay."

Wang Zhaochun's smile froze on his face. There is a saying that it is hard to explain why a scholar meets a soldier.

That's the case.

When you meet a reasonable guy, you can talk about it with your mouth, but when you meet an unreasonable guy, you can never guess when he will get angry and kill someone.

Wang Zhaochun had no other choice, and gestured to the people behind him: "Leave everything to the good guys."

The four soldiers protected Zhang Jiming and stepped aside, leaving the chariots and horses to the bandits.

Shanmaozi set his sights on Zhang Jiming, with fair skin and a pair of glasses, he looked like a gentle scholar.

These days the illiteracy rate is more than 80.00%, and those who can read books are not ordinary people.Those who can read a lot of books, the average small landlord family can't afford one.

"Wait, keep him here."

Shanmaozi pointed to Zhang Jiming, who fell in love with this fat sheep, and said to Wang Zhaochun: "Go back and raise money, 1000 yuan is one yuan less..."

He snorted twice, the meaning was self-evident.

Wang Zhaochun was taken aback for a moment, he had never expected the bandits to be so greedy.Not to mention robbing things, but also tied a meat ticket.

If he kidnaps the person, how will he explain when he goes back.

Oh, the people we escorted were kidnapped by bandits, and the bandits asked us to raise a thousand oceans to redeem them.

Not to mention that Eight Roads couldn't raise that much money for a while, even if it had so much money, it couldn't be used as life money for the bandits.

That doesn't make people laugh out loud.

Zhang Jiming was even more panicked. Although he had no experience of being kidnapped by bandits, he had heard of this matter in the Republic of China where bandits were everywhere.

The meat ticket kidnapped by the bandits is no different from a prisoner in the cellar.

If the family members don't pay the rent, they will cut off their ears and give a warning, and then they will kill with heart and soul.

Of course, Zhang Jiming believed that the Eighth Route Army would definitely save him, and no one wanted to try that kind of experience.

Wang Zhaochun turned his head and winked at the soldiers, and decided to fight these bandits.

Taking advantage of the bandits' unpreparedness, he snatched the gun from the opponent's hand, pulled the trigger and knocked down one.

Several soldiers cooperated tacitly, and the three of them neatly knocked down the two bandits who came to arrest them, and snatched the weapons from each other.

This momentary change, even the bandits did not expect it.

Shanmaozi showed his calm and fierce side at this moment, regardless of whether he would accidentally injure his subordinates, he raised his hand and fired a series of shots.

The soldier who was fighting the bandits was hit by a bullet in the chest, and blood splashed in an instant.

"Call me!"

(End of this chapter)