Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

Chapter 218: Enter the village quietly, don’t shoot.

Looking at the Eighth Route Army gathering in Xingjiazhuang, Chu Yunfei was a little surprised.

"Brother Yunlong, how many people are there in your group?"

"Hey, not many, not many, only about 6 battalions!"

Li Yunlong said proudly: "There are 900 people in one battalion, and six battalions are no more, no less, exactly people."

"If we add the guerrillas, district squads, and other local forces, the number would be over 10,000."

"My darling."

Chu Yunfei was secretly amazed. He thought that his regiment of more than 5,000 people was already powerful enough, but he didn't expect that Li Yunlong was not much inferior to him.

"I didn't expect that Brother Yunlong's new group would have so many people. It's really amazing!"

"Do not misunderstand!"

Li Yunlong waved his hand and said, "The army can expand so quickly, thanks to my political commissar."

"political commissar?"

Chu Yunfei asked in surprise: "Brother Zhao?"

"Yes."

Li Yunlong nodded: "Our Political Commissar Zhao has strong political work capabilities. My regiment has been able to develop so quickly, thanks to him."

"Really!"

Chu Yunfei looked at Zhao Gang standing aside and asked, "I wonder what method did Brother Zhao use to make the people willingly join the New Group?"

"Haha, Brother Chu, you're too polite."

Zhao Gang smiled slightly: "In fact, without me, the speed of the new regiment's expansion will not be much slower."

After saying this, he thought for a moment and said, "If there is any way, it is just to treat the people with sincerity, and the people will naturally support you and join your army."

"Haha, Brother Zhao is right."

Chu Yunfei smiled awkwardly and didn't respond.

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Li Yunlong quickly tried to smooth things over.

"That's right, it's getting late, let's go!"

Knowing how the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army recruited soldiers, Adjutant Sun Ming also echoed it.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Li Yunlong brought Chu Yunfei to a small mountain village.

"This is the nearest village to the Xiaowangzhuang stronghold. Their first target will be here."

"There is no shelter on three sides here, and there is only a small hill behind the village. It is not easy to ambush!"

Chu Yunfei raised the telescope, looked at the surrounding environment and frowned.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

Li Yunlong smiled evilly and said, "I will have people evacuate all the people to the mountains later, and then we will send some people to guard the village..."

As Li Yunlong finished his plan in a low voice, Chu Yunfei laughed and said, "Brother Yunlong, your plan is a bit unethical!"

"Haha, what's the moral point of beating up the Japs?"

Li Yunlong smiled and waved his hand: "It's decided, Zhang Dabiao!"

"To!"

Zhang Dabiao ran over.

"Go, move your first battalion into the village."

"Hey."

Chu Yunfei waved his hand to interrupt Li Yunlong's order: "Add my first battalion as well!"

"Row."

Li Yunlong glanced at Chu Yunfei and nodded: "Go and evacuate the civilians. The First Battalion and the First Battalion of the 358th Regiment will move into Xiaohuang Village together."

"Yes."

Zhang Dabiao saluted, ran into the village and began to evacuate the people.

Chu Yunfei sighed as he saw that in less than an hour, the villagers were already heading towards the back mountain with bags of all sizes.

"It seems that the Eighth Route Army has a good relationship with the people. It's not a lie!"

"Haha, of course."

Li Yunlong smiled proudly.

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At seven o'clock in the evening, everything was quiet. There were only a few candles and some noises in Xiaohuang Village.

Suddenly, some rustling noises were heard, and a group of Japanese soldiers and the Imperial Army appeared outside Xiaohuang Village.

"Lieutenant Chuntian, Xiaohuang Village is just ahead."

A company commander of the Imperial Army pointed at a small mountain village not far away and whispered.

"Yoshi."

Lieutenant Chuntian nodded, grabbed the company commander's shoulder and whispered instructions.

"Huang Sang, you guys, go into the village quietly, don't shoot, drive those Chinese people here."

"Yours, understand?"

"understand."

Huang Liming nodded ingratiatingly: "Drive everyone out and let the ladies search first, I understand!"

"Yoshi, Huang Sang, yours, a great and good citizen."

Lieutenant Chuntian gave a thumbs up and praised him.

"Hey, Lieutenant Springfield, shall I lead our men into the village now?"

Huang Liming, who was praised, felt as refreshed as if he had eaten a popsicle in the dog days of summer, and quickly took the initiative to speak.

"Go!"

Lieutenant Haruta waved.

Huang Liming then led a group of imperial troops into the village with torches.

"Something's wrong, Captain!"

Looking at the dark scene around him, Deputy Company Commander Yang San said worriedly: "There are no dogs barking here!"

“When we entered the village before, the dogs would have already barked.”

"What nonsense! Who can afford to keep a dog at this time of year?"

Huang Liming waved his hand impatiently: "Everyone, disperse, form groups of three, go into the house and drive these peasants out."

After saying that, Huang Liming took two of his confidants and walked towards the only brick house in the village.

With a "bang", the door was pushed open and Huang Liming and his men walked in swaggeringly.

The next moment, a shotgun was pressed to his head.

"Hello, Boss!"

In the darkness, Zhang Dabiao held up a shotgun, showing his big white teeth and smiled.

"Forehead......"

Looking at the five or six strong men with guns in the yard, Huang Liming immediately had a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

"Don't shoot, there are emperors outside. No, there are devils outside. If you shoot, you will attract them."

"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, we are the Eighth Route Army!"

Zhang Dabiao first emphasized his identity and then asked, "Tell me, how many devils are there outside?"

"It turned out to be Master Eight!"

Huang Liming said without hesitation: "There are 54 Japanese soldiers outside, led by a lieutenant."

"There are three light machine guns, six grenade launchers, and the rest are Type 38 rifles."

"You must be honest."

Zhang Dabiao put away the shotgun, and several soldiers stepped forward to confiscated the guns of the three Imperial Army soldiers and then tied them up with ropes.

Huang Liming was pushed out of the yard. Only then did he realize that the people he brought in had their guns confiscated and were tied up.

"Captain Zhang, what should we do next?"

Qian Bojun, the first battalion commander of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, looked at Zhang Dabiao and asked.

"The regiment commander said that if the devils are few, we will take them down according to the plan. There are only more than fifty people outside. We will act according to the plan."

Zhang Dabiao said lightly.

"Row."

Qian Bojun compared the number of people on both sides and nodded.

"Come here, have a good talk with these imperial army soldiers, so they don't lose their composure later."

After getting their consent, Zhang Dabiao asked his soldiers to have a good talk with these Imperial Army soldiers.

After making sure that these people didn't have the energy to speak, he led the troops out.