On the first day of the festival before the New Year, the empty scene outside Zhangzhuang was really lively, with all kinds of people passing by and the sound was noisy.

Chen Hong walked around the market and said happily: "I didn't expect so many people to come to the market, which means that the publicity work in our district is still very good."

A staff member next to him nodded, echoed a few words, and reminded him: "At the district committee, Secretary Shi told me to be careful of enemy spies. I think there must be some of them."

The lack of materials is certain. The base area also welcomes serious small vendors to come. On the one hand, they solve the actual needs of the masses, on the other hand, they can also obtain some strategic materials, and on the other hand, they also have their own intelligence personnel to cover up the communication and send messages.

Of course, various measures to prevent rape and special forces are also indispensable, but even so, it is not a rare thing to sneak into spies and enemies.

When we go back and forth, the intelligence and counter-intelligence wars have never stopped. Both the enemy and us attach great importance to this. We all want to use this to find the opponent's weaknesses in order to carry out effective strikes.

Chen Hong pondered for a moment and said, "Even if there is, we cannot inspect and arrest too strictly, which will destroy the peaceful atmosphere after the anti-sweeping and scare away other vendors."

The staff looked at Chen Hong and waited for him to make an idea. Although it made sense, they couldn't do nothing and let the enemy spies come and go freely!

"Didn't the guerrillas send people? Then mobilize the militias in the village to step up the board at the intersection outside." Chen Hong looked confident and almost shook the goose feather fan. "At the time of the gathering, he only sent some militias to maintain order. This is called tight outside and loose inside."

The staff blinked and nodded repeatedly. Look at others, they have read books. How good is this brain? The whole term is also good, tight on the outside and loose on the inside!

After arranging the work, Chen Hong came to a mattress outside the Daji. This was a resting place for militiamen and managers to maintain order.

After a while, Wei Chuner brought his two younger brothers over, and both of them carried baskets of marble sticks on their backs.

Wei Chuner stopped in front of the mattress and instructed her two younger brothers, "Go to the market to sell it. It is best to exchange for some food. Don't worry about the more you sell, and don't quarrel with others."

The two boys agreed and left with baskets on their backs.

Wei Chuner lifted the cotton curtain and entered the mattress. Seeing Chen Hong sitting inside, she greeted her with a smile.

"Sit down and take a break." Chen Hong was always very enthusiastic about lesbians, so he asked Wei Chuner to sit next to the stove and poured her a bowl of hot water.

"I think there's nothing wrong with the duty." Wei Chuner stood at her feet and said, "It's all for business, and disputes are inevitable, but who dares to come here to make trouble?"

Chen Hong shook his head and said seriously: "Thoughts affect actions, and we cannot relax in this regard. Although the sweep is over, can the enemy give up? I think it is for sure if it is sent to reconnaissance and spy."

Wei Chuner thought for a while and said, "Secretary Chen is right, it's because I relaxed my vigilance."

Chen Hong nodded as a pretentious person and said, "It is necessary to maintain vigilance for a long time. Whether it is guerrillas, militias, or even ordinary people, we must tighten this string."

Wei Chuner nodded and remembered it with sincerity. He felt that Secretary Chen was young, knowledgeable, and had high awareness. It was really admirable.

Chen Hong noticed that Wei Chuner had a leather belt and a bullet box on it, and couldn't help but be curious.

As for militia, they are usually dressed by the people, and they may have bullet belts with cloth seams, but they are rarely dressed like this.

"It looks heroic and cool with a belt on your skin!" Chen Hong teased: "In the militia, I have compared everyone else!"

Wei Chuner smiled embarrassedly and said, "This is what Damei sent me. She passed by the village the night before yesterday. She was busy going home and didn't come to the village to see me."

The handsome and unique woman immediately appeared in Chen Hong's mind. She pursed her lips and said with a smile: "So she has returned to Wangjiawa! I thought she was in Chencun and was having the New Year with the guerrillas!"

"She is here, of course she has to go back to celebrate the New Year!" Wei Chuner smiled and said, "I will go to the market for a walk later. If there are acquaintances from Wangjiawa, let them tell Damei, come to my house to sit or go to the market for a walk."

Chen Hong smiled and said, "You two have a good relationship. She brings you something and asks her to come to your house as a guest."

Wei Chuner said: "Juzi is better with Damei. Of course, her and I are not bad either."

As he was talking, two or three militiamen on duty came. They were half-soldiers and half-people, and their discipline was not so strict and their concept of time was not so strong.

Chen Hong felt that it was not good to talk about Shen Chen, so he got up and called Wei Chuner and another militia. Under the guise of patrol, he went out to the market.

At the festival, Wei Chuner actually saw a man from Wang Family Wa, asking him to send a message to ask Damei and Juzi to come to her house to play.

Chen Hong also felt relieved and felt that he would almost see Damei tomorrow. Thinking of the girl's appearance and behavior, he was really looking forward to it and eagerly.

When I happened to pass by a small street stall, Chen Hong's eyes narrowed and he saw a few goods.

After walking at the market for a while, Chen Hong sent Wei Chuner and the militia away, and returned to the street stall.

The small vendor wore three tile hats, who were twenty-seven or eight years old, was very strong, had a dark and red face, and was full of smiles, looking honest and honest.

Seeing Chen Hong stopping in front of the stall, he quickly introduced the goods with a smile, "At first glance, you are a big cadre who has seen the world and has the eyesight. I am rare in these goods, and I can't buy them even in the county."

Chen Hong felt that the vendor was right. He had only seen these goods in big cities and almost forgot them. He didn't expect that there would be some sold here.

Unfortunately, this vendor doesn’t seem to know how to do business. If you sell these things in rural markets, you probably can’t open them and no one comes to buy them.

Chen Hong said lightly: "You are really rare, but they are old. I don't know how many years have you been suppressed."

The vendor grinned and smiled bitterly, "You are right. There are chaos in the army. Who has the spare money to buy these? It can fill your stomach, whether it is food or bean cakes, sell them quickly."

Chen Hong estimated the money in his pocket, pointed to the soap and asked, "How much does this cost?"

The vendor's eyes turned around and said with a smile: "If someone else buys it, I will never sell it if I don't have a dollar. But if you want to buy it, I'll give you a half discount."

Chen Hong hesitated that the money he had on him was enough to buy, but he still wanted to buy two pairs of socks, so the money was a little tight.

The small vendor observed Chen Hong's expression and knew that he wanted to buy it, so he took the soap and handed it over and said generously: "Okay, you can give me 2 cents. Today, if you don't make money, just to make friends, please take care of this ground in the future."

Chen Hong pretended to give in, then took it and put it in his pocket, and took out the money to the vendor.

"Sir, if you want to buy something else, I'll bring it to you another day." The vendor said attentively: "Don't look at the small business I do, there are still some ways. Even if it is not available on the market, I can find a way to get it."

Chen Hong thought for a while and asked in a low voice: "Where are Western medicines, can you do it too?"

The small vendor immediately turned his face and said, "You, you are killing me! The Japanese are so nervous about that thing." After pausing, he changed his mind, "But if it's a little bit, you can buy it, it's expensive!"

Chen Hong thought this vendor was very useful. Western medicine was the most lacking in the base area. If he could get it, wouldn’t he have made great contributions?

Thinking of this, Chen Hong told the vendor his name, hoping that he would make some contributions to the anti-Japanese base and not be afraid of danger to get Western medicine.

The vendor had a bitter face and nodded. Although he was embarrassed and forced, he agreed to Chen Hong and would find a way to bring Western medicine to the base in the future.

Chen Hong was satisfied and felt that this matter was the best of both worlds, both individually and collectively benefiting. However, he did not notice that when he left, the vendor looked at his back.

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The afterglow of winter dusk quickly disappeared, the road and woods in the distance sank into the darkness, and the moonless sky covered with cold stars seemed to sigh faintly.

Aunt Wang, who was standing under the tree at the head of the village, sighed deeply, rubbed her sore eyes, and staggered towards the village with her legs that were stiff and stiff.

"Old sister-in-law, I didn't guard Damei and Juzi!" Sun Hongshan and Aunt Wang walked across from each other, anxious, but they still pressed, "You go home, don't worry. These two girls may be rushing back!"

Aunt Wang smiled forcibly and said, "I'm not worried about Damei following me. Even the Japanese can fight, but are you afraid of wild beasts? Maybe these two girls and the old man are together! Look, don't stand stupidly outside, just wait at home."

Sun Hongshan nodded and said, "It's okay, I'm still idle after dinner. I'll go back after a while."

That's it, after Aunt Wang left, Sun Hongshan stayed at the village for a long time before returning disappointed.

And in the deep mountains and forests, several people were trekking, walking on the way back to the village.

That’s right, it’s Shen Chen, Juzi, Erdan, and Uncle Wang and the villagers’ helpers he brought. It has been seven or eight hours since entering the mountain, so it’s no wonder that the family is anxious.

However, the harvest was rich, including three muntjac, two elks, five pheasants, and the prey that Mr. Wang and others took.

Who made Shen Chen accurate shooting skills? He took the energy to snipe the Japanese at a distance of hundreds of meters. Even the vigilant prey is probably difficult to prevent killers.

Juzi, Erdan can see Shen Chen's power now. Juzi is fine. She fought with Shen Chen and knew that Shen Chen's shooting skills are very good. Erdan was a little stunned and never dreamed that her sister had such skills.

Ten bullets were plundered from Shen Chen, but the chrysanthemum was not fired. Under Shen Chen's guidance, she only fired four shots, and cherished her and refused to waste them anymore.

However, her shooting skills have also improved.

Uncle Wang and his assistants had found a place to ambush their prey at night, but Shen Chen's gunshots made a good plan ruin.

Following the gunshot, Uncle Wang found out that it was these two bold girls, and they were still half-old.

I originally thought of ambushing my prey at night and returning to the village tomorrow morning, but Uncle Wang knew that his wife was worried about her daughter at home, so he had to pack up in advance and go home.

On the way back, Chen Chen walked ahead and used his night eyes and sniper to shoot a muntjac from a distance, which surprised Mr. Wang.

"Are you still happy?" Chen Chen looked at Juzi and couldn't help but curl his lips and teased: "Go home and wait for the beating!"

Kikuko still smiled happily and said indifferently: "I am my daughter, and my parents have never beat me. Of course, I have never caused trouble. This time I went back with my father, and my mother didn't say anything."

Chen Chen had nothing to say about this little cunning girl, and rolled his eyes and said, "Don't think I don't know, it's your ghost from beginning to end."

Juzi smiled and hugged Chen Chen's arm, saying, "I didn't lie to you, I just want us to be together and not be controlled by my father! She shouted at Sister Damei, are you still angry?"

Chen Chen smiled helplessly. He had known that this girl was playing tricks on her mind for a long time. He didn't expose it, and he thought it was good!

"Go to the big market tomorrow!" Kikuko said, "After shooting so much prey, don't you leave it to eat by yourself, right?"

Chen Chen was not interested in selling prey and was not short of the money. But he had already agreed to go to the big market with his uncle and aunt's family, and he told Juzi that it was nothing.

When I heard that Chen Chen and his family were going to Daji, Juzi was very happy and said, "It happened to be time to go to my aunt's house and get a pheasant. It can be regarded as filial to the elders during the Chinese New Year."

Thinking of Wei Chuner, Chen Chen felt that she might have the potential of a sniper, but she had an old mother and a young brother, so she might not be able to escape.

Chen Chen asked someone to send Wei Chuner not only the belt and bullet box, but also ten bullets, but also the hope was that Wei Chuner could have more live-fire shooting opportunities.

Chatting with Juzi, Chen Chen slowed down and waited for a while for Uncle Wang and others behind him.

When Uncle Wang and others came up, Chen Chen and Juzi replaced Uncle Wang and Erdan, and pulled the sled forward.

"Damei, you are a girl in every family, it is really not easy for you to be a guerrilla. Otherwise, you can be a militia when you return to the village." Mr. Wang liked Chen from the bottom of his heart, and he was very moved. He had to carry a gun and fight at a young age. This world is really-

Chen Chen smiled and said, "How can you come and go when you say it, and you can still choose the guerrillas and militias?"

After pausing, he continued, "Actually, it's good in the guerrillas. Everyone takes care of me, and the delicious food and drinks are tight."

Uncle Wang sighed secretly and said, "I know what you think. I do well in the guerrillas and my family can receive some preferential treatment. Just say this house, which was arranged by the district instructed the village."

Chen Chen nodded and said, "So, I have to be worthy of this preferential treatment. Someone else had just settled it, but I quit."

Uncle Wang felt that Chen Chen was really trustworthy and liked him more and more, and he could not finish his words of caring and loving care.

At around 11 o'clock in the evening, everyone climbed up a hill and looked into the distance from a high place. They could already see the lights in Wangjiawa.

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Chapter completed!