Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Two days later, in the Loyalty Hall of Heiyun Village.

Here gathered "all kinds" of small leaders, and Xie Baoqing sat in the center of the hall with a big horse and a golden sword, on both sides of him were the unhappy Shanmaozi and the calm Gao Jianwu.

Originally, this hall for bandits to hold meetings, drink and gather was called the Juyi Hall.

According to the words of the master at that time, the Juyi Hall was based on righteousness, and Ju was just a verb. This name was given to declare that the essence of Heiyun Village was that everyone was together by righteousness.

But the prestige of the Loyalty Hall went up all of a sudden, telling everyone present that their village was based on loyalty to the country. And although the word Ju was removed, it did not affect the expression.

Today, Xie Baoqing held a banquet here. In addition to helping his two brothers resolve the conflict, he also wanted to announce a major event to his minions.

That is, from today, the strategic direction of Heiyun Village will be completely changed, from the former bandit mountain to an armed organization that will soon be amnestyed by the Eighth Route Army.

After everyone came together, the big boss stood up with a smile on his face and looked at everyone and said:

"Brothers of Heiyun Village! From today on, we are the Eighth Route Army! Maybe someone will ask me why I have to wrong myself, but what I want to say is that people should have a long-term vision."

"Although we have to abide by the rules when we are in the Eighth Route Army, we can still rob! It's just that we rob the Japanese! We are doing things "by order" and can say goodbye to the days of fear!"

"If any brother is unwilling to go with me, I can give you a resettlement fee. After all, even if I become an Eighth Route Army, I am still your big brother!"

It must be said that Xie Baoqing's rhetoric is still quite good. Although he has not been educated, he is very good at winning people's hearts.

These bandits, whose hands are stained with the blood of ordinary people, heard that their big brother was going to take the village to join the Eighth Route Army, and only a few of them were ready to go down the mountain because of fear.

Those bandits who took the resettlement fee and were ready to leave ran away in shame with their tails between their legs amid the cheers and boos of the rest of the people.

The current scene made Xie Baoqing very satisfied. Only one in ten people were unwilling to follow him. This number was much better than expected.

The bandit leader waved his hand, and several of his confidants came in carrying something that looked like a plaque.

Under the expectant eyes of the minions, Xie Baoqing lifted the red cloth on the plaque. The big characters on it were the First Independent Battalion of the Independent Regiment.

"Do you see this sign? I will let the brothers hang it on the mountain gate in a while! Let Li Zhengwei see our sincerity."

"By the way, let me emphasize one more thing! In the future, the brothers should change this title to comrade!"

"If anyone lets me know that he is still barking, I will drag him out to feed the dogs!"

Looking at Xie Baoqing's commanding look, Gao Jianwu felt that he was about to have a split personality. If this was in a safe place, he would have to laugh heartily.

But now he is inside the enemy, and he can only keep telling himself in his heart. People who have received professional training will not laugh out loud, and they have to hold back even if they can't help it.

Feeling that the atmosphere is almost right now, Gao Jianwu stood up from his seat.

He pushed his arms forward to make them parallel to the ground, spread his fingers and rotated 180 degrees with his wrists, perfectly replicating Lao Xing's signature move, signaling his brothers to keep quiet.

When everyone's eyes were focused on Gao Jianwu, he picked up a bowl of wine and said to everyone:

"Comrades should know that there was some unpleasantness between my second brother and me a few days ago, which destroyed our unity. I'm here to toast everyone and apologize to everyone."

Then Gao Jianwu picked up another bowl of wine and looked at Shanmaozi, who also picked up the wine bowl and stood up at Xie Baoqing's signal.

"Second brother! I was wrong about what happened that day. From now on, we will be the Eighth Route Army. We can't let outsiders laugh at us when we go to the new forces."

"Today, as your younger brother, I apologize to you. I, Gao Jianwu, swear! After today, if I have any conflicts with you, my brother, I will chop off two fingers to apologize to you."

Looking at the man in front of him who exuded the aura of a cuckold, Shanmaozi, who had no culture, felt a surge of blood igniting his whole body, and he even forgot that the other party should drink the bowl of wine first.

"It's too formal for a brother to say this. I, as the elder brother, am also wrong. I'll drink this bowl of wine first!"

Xie Baoqing looked at the two "brothers" who were as close as brothers, and he also stood up with a glass of wine. Today, the double happiness made the boss, who used to be very polite, almost lose his personality.

The boss drank the wine in the glass in one breath and threw the bowl to the ground.

"Comrades! Let's not stop drinking today! No one can go back standing!"

The atmosphere of the party reached a climax in an instant. Everyone present, regardless of seniority, looked for someone to drink with. Gao Jianwu became the target of concentrated fire, and there were three circles of people in front of him.

The third boss, who had only joined for a few months, won the loyalty of all the minions at this moment.

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It was 10:30 that night, and the moon was dark and the wind was high.

The area near the Loyalty Hall of Heiyun Village seemed to have just experienced a big battle. There were "corpses" everywhere, and the whole place was filled with the stench of vomit.

Gao Jianwu slowly got up from the ground. He looked at the drunken bandits around him and showed a satisfied smile. He took out two packs of cigarettes from his pocket and opened the unmarked pack.

Then he gathered some relatively clean food from the table and took these things to the mountain gate of Heiyun Village. There are still a dozen minions standing guard there, serving as the final warning here.

The bandits who were still on duty showed grateful expressions when they saw Gao Jianwu visiting the class with food. If they were NPCs in the game, their favorability would definitely be +1.

"Comrades, thank you for your hard work. I brought you some midnight snacks. Although you can't drink, let's all eat something."

He distributed the food in his hand to the bandits present one by one, and also gave each smoker a cigarette. For these dry cigarette smokers, Japanese cigarettes are something they may not even have during the Chinese New Year.

There are not even cigarette butts these days, so there is no chance to pick them up.

After only five minutes, these minions all fell to the ground. Especially those who smoke and spit, they are like dead pigs.

It's a well-known fact that you can't trust anything handed to you by the head agent. In order to be kind to every "brother", there is sweat medicine in both cigarettes and food.

As the saying goes, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the eventuality. These Mongolian sweat medicines are Shanmaozi's private possession, and only the victim knows how effective they are.

Gao Jianwu, who was as steady as an old dog, pulled out the dagger from his waist, covered the mouths of the bandits and cut their throats one by one. The blood soon spread all over the ground.

After finishing this, the agent leader clapped his hands, wiped his dagger with the dead man's clothes, and then came to the mountain gate of Heiyun Village.

Gao Jianwu, who had not encountered any problems from the first day undercover until now, felt a little bit pained at this time.

This door has become extremely thick after many reinforcements. Even if there is nothing behind the door, it usually takes three people to work together to open it.

Even he couldn't do anything. It was like a weasel biting a turtle and he couldn't eat it, not to mention he drank a lot today. In the end, Gao Jianwu used all his strength to open the door just a small crack.

After doing all this, he collapsed behind the door. Just as he was about to rest, he suddenly heard a rustling sound.

The agent leader, who has always been on the line between life and death, knew immediately that someone was coming, and there were quite a few of them.

For Lian Tateshan, the commando captain of the independent regiment, today's operation went as smoothly as a dream.

When the two hundred of them first arrived at Heiyun Village, they could still see a dozen patrolling bandits on the wall. But before they could discuss countermeasures, those people suddenly disappeared.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, no one showed up. Based on what the team leader said, they guessed that it was the internal agent who had exerted his strength.

Just when everyone was about to act according to the original plan, a soldier suddenly heard someone speaking. Because his voice was a little low, he thought he was a comrade.

But after looking around for a week, he couldn't find the source of the sound. He immediately reported the incident to Lian Lishan, who was about to go up the wall.

Everyone followed the sound carefully and found a hand stretched out from the door of the cottage.

"Are you a comrade from the Independent Regiment? Help me, help me, I'm trapped!"

After the soldiers carefully pushed the door open, they saw a somewhat careless man smelling of alcohol. The man reluctantly saluted and said:

"I am Gao Jianwu from the intelligence department of the 386th Brigade. All the bandits in Heiyun Village are drunk now."

"But I suggest that you divide a few people into the back mountain to guard him. Based on my understanding of Xie Baoqing, he may escape from the back mountain."

Lian Lishan returned a military salute and sent a squad of soldiers to the back mountain to intercept them according to the other party's instructions.

The soldiers followed Gao Jianwu silently towards the Zhongyi Hall, but at this moment, a minion woke up and was about to go to the toilet, and bumped into them.

Seeing that the man was heavily armed and wearing the uniform of the Eighth Route Army, the bandit immediately shouted and warned his brothers who were like dead pigs.

Upon seeing this, Lian Lishan immediately ordered a strong attack. After killing the short-lived ghost with one shot, the soldiers launched a collective charge. The distance of more than 200 meters passed in an instant, and even if the bandits discovered that they were being attacked, they would not be able to react.

And because they were here to attend the banquet today, most of them did not carry weapons. This sporadic resistance had very limited effect, and only one soldier was hit in the thigh.

Soon all the bandits present were captured. They squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands like eggplants beaten by frost. Until now, many people still haven't realized what happened and don't understand why they were beaten by friendly forces.

Poor Xie Baoqing was immersed in beautiful fantasy one second, and fell back to tragic reality the next second.

Seeing familiar faces in the Eighth Route Army, he rushed over like crazy, but was soon knocked to the ground by two soldiers.

"You traitor! How dare you betray me! Did you lead the Eighth Route Army here?"

Gao Jianwu was originally a little embarrassed because his arm was caught in the door.

But after hearing Xie Baoqing's voice, he straightened his silk jacket and adjusted the hat he got from somewhere.

Then he walked out of the crowd with a cigarette in his mouth. He didn't look like a good person.

"It's me!"

Captain, don't shoot!