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Chapter 378, the original agreement
"I promised you to enter the county seat openly, and now it is. The gatekeepers are all members of our new second regiment."

Yuan Lang remembered what he had said when he first arrived, and drove the captured car early in the morning to pick up Wang Xia.

By the way, Li Ying was also drawn in.

The soldiers on guard at the gate of the city stopped the car, saw Yuan Lang was driving, and hurriedly saluted and said, "Consultant Yuan."

"you are back?"

The squad leader who greeted him was very familiar and must be one of his own. The name Yuan Lang couldn't remember clearly, so he just smiled and said: "Pick up two people, it seems that there are no people coming in and out today!"

"Common people dare not go to the streets, and we are all our own people who go in and out, so it's easy."

The squad leader replied respectfully, beckoning the people below to let them go.

When the car drove into the county town, it was much less bumpy than the smooth road outside.

"Consultant, what is your position?"

Wang Xia, who was sitting in the back row, asked curiously. She had never heard of such a position in the army.

And it doesn't seem to make sense for an investigation officer to discuss the battle plan with the commander of the sub-military region.

She already had doubts about Yuan Lang's identity.

Yuan Lang explained casually: "This is a special position. You can understand that if you have something to ask me, I can be idle if you don't have anything to do."

Seeing that Wang Xia was still asking, he skillfully changed the subject: "Don't talk about me, talk about you, when was the last time you entered the county, and was it so deserted?"

The deserted streets of the county town gradually merged with the impression in my memory.

Xu Ying withdrew her gaze from the window, and chirped, "It's been a long time, the last time I came here was in , and I haven't been to the county since the Japanese came.

It's all right now, you have driven the Japanese away, and I will no longer be afraid of being captured by the Japanese soldiers when I come to the county. "

Beauty is a scarce resource, but if you don't have the ability to protect the resource, you will be watched by hungry wolves.

Yuan Lang also understood Xu Ying's parents' worries. If she dared to come when the Japanese were standing in the county seat, it would be like stuffing meat into the wolf's mouth.

"What about you?"

Wang Xia looked out the window: "It's been more than a year, and I haven't revealed my identity at that time."

It was also because the traitor who was captured had handed over the list of personnel organized by the district committee.

Although the traitor got the punishment he deserved in the end, everything can't go back.

Ma Ming has always been Wang Xia's assistant. He works diligently and plays a great role in the organization of the district committee.

His betrayal and betrayal directly led to the arrest of seven comrades, which caused extremely bad influence.

Emotionally speaking, Wang Xia found it difficult to accept for a while.

But it was the truth and she had to accept it.

"I'll take you to the field hospital first."

Yuan Lang drove to the original barracks of the Japanese army.

A block of houses was marked out there, and the medical teams of the sub-military regions moved in, which became a field hospital for wounded soldiers.

The seven rescued underground party members also received treatment there.

When the car arrived at the gate, Yuan Lang sent Wang Xia in, but he didn't go in himself.

He had seen too many dead people on the battlefield, and he didn't want to see living people suffer.Especially the painful cries of the wounded, it gave me a headache after listening too much.

As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, Yuan Lang continued to wander around the county town with people in his car.

In addition to the propaganda team posting Anmin notices and brushing slogans, there are soldiers lined up on the streets.

The entire county was empty without any common people, like a military camp.

But Yuan Lang already had experience with this.

He knew that the common people were carefully observing the outside world through the cracks in the windows and doors.

Many stores are closed on the surface, but they can actually be knocked open.

"Tell me where you want to go."

Before Xu Ying could reply, Monk Wei, who was sitting in the co-pilot, showed his big white teeth with a smile: "The food in the stomach has been digested, let's find a restaurant and have a good meal."

As a foodie, Yuan Lang had already been numb by Monk Wei, so he pretended he didn't hear, and just urged Xu Ying.

"I'm hungry too, Brother Yuan, you are hungry too." Xu Ying was very understanding and followed Monk Wei's words to make a request.

The donkey meat restaurant yesterday was so fiercely fought by the Japanese, the shopkeeper took the compensation and hid somewhere.

Yuan Lang found a restaurant that seemed to be of decent size, and asked Monk Wei to knock on the door.

"Hey, open the door. If you don't open the door again, I will smash the door."

Monk Wei even had the guts to do things that violated discipline just to eat.

Xu Ying was confused by looking at it. Could it be that the Eighth Route Army is also like that?

"Monk, you boy, be more polite, and be careful that the political commissar finds out and cleans you up."

Yuan Lang reprimanded, took out two oceans and stuffed them in through the crack of the door: "I am paid for eating, but if you lock the door and take my money for nothing, then you have to ask me if my gun agrees." .”

Throw out carrots first, and then set up big sticks, commonly known as one-handed carrots and one-handed big stick. The simplest method is also the most effective.

Soon, the door of the restaurant opened.

The shopkeeper welcomed them in, wiped his sweat, poured hot tea and asked them what to eat.

"Roasted chicken, roasted duck, pork knuckle, big fish and meat for twelve dishes, whatever you have."

Monk Wei unceremoniously ordered a table, all he wanted to eat.

"According to what he said. Use all the ingredients in your restaurant, make as many as you have, and send them to the original gendarmerie headquarters in a while."

Yuan Lang took out a stack of silver dollars and placed them on the table.

Yesterday, four rich families were established, and he made a fortune just by recovering the deposit. He has a lot of fish and meat, and he can't let the brothers who are fighting together go hungry.

It was the first time that the shopkeeper saw such arrogance holding a gun, and his eyes lit up when he saw Qian, but he didn't dare to fool people.

"Sir, you have given too much. If we use all our ingredients, we can't spend so much money."

"Then knock on the doors of all the restaurants around you and work together."

"But... how many tables do you want?" asked the shopkeeper.

Yuan Lang thought it was quite interesting, so he asked the monk, "How many people do we have?"

The monk was stuffing fried peanuts into his mouth, and his mouth was bulging: "There are more than 1 people, ten people per table, one thousand tables."

The shopkeeper's legs trembled in fright, and he almost didn't fall.

A thousand tables, it would be better to kill him directly, even if he ordered all the restaurants in the city, he couldn't do it.

Xu Ying also asked in surprise: "You actually have more than 1 people?"

She thought there was really only one regiment, 2000 people.

"There are more than 1 people, but not all of them came to this county."

Yuan Lang replied with a smile, turned his head to see the trembling shopkeeper, and threw a bag of silver dollars on the table.
"You go and call everyone. Prepare all the chickens, ducks, fish, cattle, pigs and sheep, and send them to the gendarmerie in a lively manner. Also, let the cook cook what we eat first."

The shopkeeper seemed to be pardoned, and wiped the cold sweat off his brow: "Dele, I'll do it right away."

Yuan Lang: "Monk, you go there and tell Chief of Staff Yu that the common people dare to say that the Eighth Route Army liberated the county and sent some food and drink. Tell him not to accept it."

"Oh."

The monk didn't think about the reason, but worried that he ran too slowly and would miss dinner when he came back.

He put the whole plate of peanuts in his pocket, ejected and started, and galloped directly to the headquarters.

This guy, if there is an Olympic Games and food and drink are served at the finish line, he will definitely win the sprint championship.

Yuan Lang picked up the teacup, and suddenly found Xu Ying staring at him, "Why, is there something dirty on my face?"

"No, I'm just curious, why did you do this?" Xu Ying didn't understand, but Yuan Lang wanted to say that the villagers thanked the Eighth Route Army for what he bought with his own money.

What exactly is this for?
Yuan Lang took a sip of tea, "I want to hear it, then I'll tell you."

He knew that Xu Ying might not understand, but it would be nice to have someone who could listen.

In fact, he did this on a temporary basis, and the reason is a long story.

Bullets have no eyes, and the killing of war will release the bestiality in a person's heart.

In the wars from ancient times to the present, it has never been heard that there are a few armies that are the divisions of benevolence and righteousness.

Most of them are no different from bandits, and even more barbaric, they won't seal the city for three days, massacres and robberies abound.

Not to mention far away, the capital of the Republic of China was hustled like that by the Japanese.

More recently, when the Japanese came, they never gave money for shopping.

High taxes, and grabbing some food at every turn, women, make the common people choked up.

When the Central Army was there, it was no better than the Japanese, they were all the same stuff.

So never mind that the reputation of the Eighth Route Army sounded good in the past, who knows if it is the same as those two?

Ordinary people dare not gamble with their wealth and lives.

There is no fatal situation, they are all hiding in the house and are not going to come out, they are all ready to see the situation.

Yuan Lang drove around the city for a long time to figure it out, relying on the propaganda team to print slogans, to sell melons and boast to Wang Po, the efficiency is actually very slow, and the common people can't believe it.

After all, when the Japanese and the Central Army came, they all said they were good!

But the result?

Yuan Lang spent money to do this, just for the ordinary people who are watching.

The discipline of the Eighth Route Army is not to take every needle and thread from the masses. Yuan Lang also specifically instructed that it must not be accepted there.

Yuan Lang asked Xu Ying: "You said that you don't want any delivered to your door, what will the common people in the city think?"

Xu Ying suddenly realized: "Then you will definitely think that the Eighth Route Army is a teacher of benevolence and righteousness, so you don't have to worry about it. You are too bad, you didn't spend any money, and you got things done."

She stuck out her tongue cutely, a little regretful, as if she shouldn't have said that.

Yuan Lang didn't care too much, and only explained: "I have never had the habit of getting back the money I spent. I fought hard to conquer the county town, so I have to celebrate. After the performance, the ingredients still have to be sent to the cooking class."

Only then did Xu Ying realize that she had misunderstood again, but she was even more strange.

Didn’t it mean that the Eighth Route Army was very poor?
Who the hell is Yuan Lang, why did he spend so many silver dollars so casually?
All the fields and houses of their family were sold, and they could not exchange for that bag of silver dollars.

In other words, one meal cost their family's wealth.How rich is this!
"You are rich, will you look down on me?" The girl asked timidly.

The gap between the two is really too big.

Since ancient times, marriages have always focused on being well-matched. An ugly duckling is not worthy of an eagle, and a toad should not even try to eat swan meat.

However, outsiders may have noticed Xu Ying's inner admiration, but Yuan Lang, as the person involved, did not notice it.

He said frankly: "Why do you ask that? When I make friends, I never look at whether he has money. Anyway, I don't have money."

With the various resources Yuan Lang possessed, whether it was guns and ammunition, or morphine sulfa.

If he is all about money, the four richest families in the country who are deeply involved in the Chongqing government will not be his opponents if they are tied together.

He really didn't mean any exaggeration when he said this.

Xu Ying was secretly delighted when she heard that, Big Brother Yuan would not look down on her because of her ordinary family.

Then it seems like there are no other obstacles.

"How do I hint at him next?"

Although they have never been in love, women are self-taught in this area and are very good at pondering a man's heart.

Taking the initiative to post back will only make people despise. Only when a man exudes his own charm and makes a man spend his time pursuing it, can a man cherish it.

The difficulty of pursuit depends on whether the woman likes the man.

Xu Ying wants to hint to Yuan Lang, as long as Yuan Lang expresses his liking for her and takes the initiative a little bit, Xu Ying will definitely agree with a shy face.

"Call..."

The soldier got off his horse and rushed in. Seeing Yuan Lang, he hurriedly said, "No, Advisor Yuan, something very urgent happened. The commander told you to go back immediately. There are important things to discuss."

"I'm really in a hurry, don't even have time to eat?" Yuan Lang seemed unhurried.

If you want him to be anxious, unless the Japanese are approaching the city now, but the enemy has no wings, it is obviously impossible.

The soldier who delivered the message was so anxious that he was sweating, and smiled wryly: "Consultant Yuan, don't be joking, it's really urgent. The brigade commander sent a telegram. The commander told me to come to you immediately after hearing it. Our military region can't do without you." .”

Hearing that it was the brigade commander who sent a telegram, Yuan Lang took it seriously, something big must have happened, and he had to go.

"Xu Ying, do you want to stay here, or go to the headquarters with me?"

"Can you take me with you? Then I'll go with you. The county is too strange, and I don't know where to go alone." Xu Ying hurriedly agreed.

She doesn't understand the affairs of the army, the only thing she can do is not to hold back.

On the way Yuan Lang was rushing back, the temporary command post was already busy. People kept coming in and out. The small room was filled with various voices.

Ding Wei: "Send a report to the Second Regiment and the Third Regiment, let them always pay attention to the enemy's movements, and report the situation every half an hour."

The telegrapher who was walking in a hurry: "Report, political commissar Zhao called. All combat troops have assembled, and the first-level security is implemented inside and outside. Everything in the arsenal is safe and it is working overtime for production."

As soon as the large force of the Japanese army moved, the headquarters seemed to be wound up and kept spinning. It was much busier than yesterday's attack on the county.

"Has Yuan Lang come back?"

This is the third time Li Yunlong has asked.

"I have already found out where he is, and sent someone to look for it." A staff officer replied.

"Again!"

That soldier was right, Yuan Lang was indispensable to the entire Zhongtiaoshan sub-military region.

　I didn't find it before, I posted half of it, and I just changed it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)