When the villagers followed Liu Gen to the place where the Japanese and puppet soldiers died, and saw the Japanese and puppet soldiers killed by Liu Gen, the villagers did not have much fear. In such troubled times, the villagers had already seen too many

Death, many people can't help but kick them when they look at these dead Japanese and puppet soldiers.

When these Japanese and puppet soldiers were alive, the villagers had little courage to resist. They were not trained and had no weapons in their hands. There was no way to fight against the Japanese. Now that these Japanese and puppet soldiers have been killed, the villagers will not fight.

I don't feel relieved even with one kick.

Liu Gen watched all this and did not stop the villagers' behavior. He understood why the villagers did what they did.

"Folks, you should all remember how much food these devils and puppet troops have stolen. I hope you won't take more, just take your own share. I will supervise everyone here, and I hope everyone can cooperate." Liu Gen looked at the scene.

The fellow villagers looked extremely serious.

In order to prevent someone from taking too much food, Liu Gen could only explain to these folks in advance that food is very important these days. Liu Gen didn’t know what these folks were thinking, but as long as he was here, he would not let this happen.

things happen.

The villagers have no objections. They have no other ideas. As long as they can get their own food rations back, they have no extravagant demands for more food. These villagers all know the importance of food and understand it.

If you take too much food, others will not have enough food.

Liu Gen looked at these very cooperative villagers and felt a little emotional in his heart. The villagers were really nice and very simple. At this time, they didn't have much other thoughts.

Twenty minutes later, the villagers all got their own grains. The grains in their hands were not much, but the obvious joy could still be seen on their faces. For these villagers, the grains in their hands had already made them happy.

They are very satisfied. With this food, their lives will be better in the future, at least they will not be reduced to eating tree bark.

"Folks, these Japanese and puppet troops were killed by our Eighth Route Army troops. The Japanese will definitely come to search. You don't have to hide it, otherwise they are likely to vent their anger on you."

"When everyone goes back, I hope you will hide these rations so that they will not be discovered by the Japanese again." Liu Gen said to the villagers.

Liu Gen wanted these villagers to leave the village directly, but if they left the village, where could they go? Besides, Liu Gen also knew that even if he wanted to ask these villagers to leave the village, they would not be willing to leave.

For these villagers, the village is their roots. Chinese people value the land and their hometown the most. Unless there is really no other way, the villagers will not leave at all.

"Little comrade, don't worry, we will hide these rations when we go back."

"This time it was also because the Japs came suddenly, and we were not fully prepared. We will pay attention to this next time, and this will not happen easily again." The old village chief stood up and said confidently. The Japs are not familiar with their village.

The old village chief believed that as long as the villagers hid the rations well, it would be impossible for the Japanese to find them.

"Old village chief, you better not be careless. The devils have guns in their hands. No matter how well you hide them, there is nothing you can do if they use their guns."

"Old existence, if possible, I still hope that everyone can leave the village, either go into the mountains, or find our Eighth Route Army troops and go deep into the anti-Japanese base area, where it is safer. To be honest, your village is far away from the Japanese

The stronghold is too close, and the threat from the Japs to everyone is too great." Liu Gen said seriously.

The old village chief fell silent. He looked at the villagers around him. He could see that the villagers were also a little silent. He knew that Liu Gen was right, but he felt a little reluctant to leave his existence. The old village chief was not reluctant.

He knew how vicious the Japanese were, but for an old man like him, even if he died, he would die in the village. If he really left, the old village chief didn't know if it would be possible to return to the village.

"Little comrade, I understand your worries, but I am old and don't want to leave the village."

"When I go back, I will tell the young people in the village to leave the village. It's okay for us old guys to stay. If the young people can leave, we will let them go." Finally, the old village chief said.

Liu Gen nodded. He believed that the old village chief understood how abominable the Japanese and puppet troops were. It was difficult to leave the village, but only by walking out of the village could one's own safety be guaranteed to the greatest extent. In the anti-Japanese base areas, as in

There are many old people like the old village chief who are unwilling to leave the village. Liu Gen can understand the old village chief's situation.

"That's good."

"Folks, I'm leaving. Let's live a good life after we go back. I believe that one day we will be able to drive the Japanese back to our hometown, and then the lives of the folks will be much better." Before leaving, Liu Gen did not forget to encourage the folks.

We continue to persevere. He knows the final outcome of this war and hopes that the villagers can persevere until that time.

"Have a safe journey, little comrade."

"Little comrade, we believe your words and believe that the Eighth Route Army will definitely be able to drive the Japanese back to their hometown."

"..."

Out of the sight of the villagers, Liu Gen found the trophies he had hidden before and walked quickly towards the place where the horse was hidden. Killing these Japanese and puppet troops did not waste Liu Gen too much time. Instead, it was the post-war handling that made Liu Gen

Gen spent a lot of time, but there was nothing he could do. These were all he needed to do.

When they arrived at the place where the horses were hidden, Liu Gen put the trophies he was carrying on the horse's back. After estimating the weight, he gave up the idea of ​​continuing to ride forward. It turned out that the horse had souvenirs given by the folks from the branch factory.

, coupled with the trophies Liu Gen put on it, a hill was piled up on the horse's back. Liu Gen was worried that if he rode again, the horse would not be able to hold on to the division headquarters.

Liu Gen led the horse away. There were two pistols hanging on his waist, both of which were loaded with bullets. His return to the division headquarters would be much slower. He was very worried about what enemies he would encounter on the road. Two pistols hung on his waist.

Putting the pistol on his waist can also give Liu Gen a sense of security. If he encounters an enemy, he can launch a counterattack in the shortest possible time.

Leading the horse forward was much slower than Liu Gen riding a horse, but even so, Liu Gen's forward speed was still much faster than that of ordinary warriors. During this period, what affected Liu Gen's forward speed was not his own physical strength, but the horse's

There were too many things on his body and he couldn't move fast. This made Liu Gen need to take care of the horse's speed, which resulted in it being much slower than Liu Gen's full speed.

In the evening, Liu Gen was very close to the division headquarters. He would be able to successfully return to the division headquarters in another hour. But what made Liu Gen a little helpless was that the horse could not walk. Who would have thought that Liu Gen would not be the first to bear it.

Liu Gen was helpless about this. In order to return to the division headquarters as soon as possible, Liu Gen could only take part of the loot from the horse and carry it on his own to reduce the burden on the horse.

With Liu Gen sharing the burden, the horse felt a lot more relaxed and its speed gradually became faster.

An hour later, Liu Gen successfully returned to the division headquarters. When the patrolling soldiers saw the trophies Liu Gen was carrying, they hurriedly greeted him. The soldiers were a little confused and didn't understand why Liu Gen didn't put the trophies on his back.

As for the horse, it was only after the soldiers saw the state of the horse that they understood why Liu Gen did what he did.

The soldiers could clearly see that the horse was very tired, which made them realize that Liu Gen probably chose to return to the division headquarters without much rest on the way. Looking at Liu Gen who was in high spirits, the soldiers looked at Liu Gen.

It became strange, why Liu Gen was not tired at all? Looking at the exhausted horses, at this moment, the soldiers seemed to understand something.

"Captain Liu, this horse looks very tired. I wonder where you are going to take it?" The soldiers asked with some distress when they saw Liu Gen pulling the horse and continuing to walk towards the division headquarters.

In the Eighth Route Army, horses are precious. Even in the division headquarters, there are not many horses. For many soldiers, they rarely have the opportunity to ride horses, but this does not mean that the soldiers do not care about the situation of horses.

The horse led by Liu Gen was very tired, and the soldiers couldn't help but speak, wanting the horse to rest as soon as possible.

For these soldiers, after staying at the division headquarters for so long, this is the first time they have seen horses so tired. Even if they encounter some emergencies, this has never happened before.

"The souvenirs on this horse are the souvenirs that the villagers asked me to bring to the teachers and bosses. I need to send these souvenirs there." Liu Gen explained.

The soldiers were slightly stunned, but they did not expect that these things were going to the division commanders and bosses. Originally they thought these things were going to the cooking class. Now it seems that these things are of extremely important significance and need to be given to them.

It's up to the teachers and bosses to handle it.

"Captain Liu, let's help you carry these things. It's better to let the horse rest early. I think it is exhausted." The captain of the patrol team said.

Liu Gen hesitated, "Aren't you on patrol? Don't you need to continue patrolling?"

"Our patrol is over, and we will rotate it next. If we really need to continue patrolling, we don't dare to do such a thing." The patrol leader explained. The soldiers of the division were very serious when patrolling.

They all know clearly how much responsibility they bear on their shoulders, and their patrols determine the safety of the division.

Every time they patrol, the soldiers are very conscious. Many of them will put a dried chili pepper in their pockets. Whenever they feel sleepy, the soldiers will take out the dried chili pepper and take a bite, which will immediately make them energetic.

.Many soldiers can smell the distinct smell of chili pepper on their bodies after the patrol. For some soldiers who cannot eat spicy food, their lips will be swollen a lot after the patrol.

It was precisely because of the seriousness of the soldiers that the division did not have any problems or encounter any great dangers.

The division commander once praised the soldiers responsible for the division's security work, saying that with their presence, he could sleep well every night without having to worry about Japanese troops coming around.

For the soldiers who are responsible for protecting the division headquarters, the division commander's praise is the best reward for them. Being able to be responsible for protecting the safety of the division headquarters is an honor in the eyes of the soldiers, an honor that is enough to cost them their lives.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, comrades." Liu Gen said with a smile after knowing that these soldiers did not need to continue patrolling.

There was obvious joy on the faces of the soldiers. They quickly took the things off the horses. The weight made the soldiers a little surprised. Why did the villagers give so many souvenirs? There were also other things when they saw these things.

When they received their rifles and bullets, the soldiers became more and more puzzled. The souvenirs given by the villagers were a little too special.

"Oh, by the way, I got these weapons and ammunition from killing a group of Japanese and puppet soldiers on the road. I don't know where they need to be sent?" Only then did Liu Gen react when he saw the 38 rifles taken down by the soldiers. He almost gave up.

Forgot about the loot.

The soldiers looked at Liu Gen with some admiration. They knew the combat effectiveness of the Japanese, and even if the combat effectiveness of the puppet army was not strong, it could be seen from the number of these guns that there were many enemies. Liu Gen said it very simply, but the soldiers

He was well aware of the dangers of this kind of battle, and knew that Liu Gen was alone and without any helpers. He could easily kill so many enemies, which these soldiers could not do.

"Xiao Wang, please take two comrades to deliver these weapons and equipment to the military supply department." the patrol leader said.

"yes!"

Soon, the three comrades headed by Xiao Wang carried the trophies captured by Liu Gen and walked towards the military supplies department. There were a lot of these things, and it was difficult for one soldier to get them all. Who let Liu Gen take the Japanese and puppet troops?

Have you stripped everything off your body?

"Let's set off too. Send these local products to the division commander and the others as soon as possible so that you can rest early." Liu Gen said with a smile.

The soldiers naturally had no objections. With daily training and patrol missions, they were not relaxed every day and were somewhat tired. The soldiers were still a little excited just to be able to deliver these local products to the division commander and bosses. The division commander and the others could

I see them often, but the number of times I see the bosses is not that many.

Many soldiers looked at Liu Gen with burning eyes. They knew that if it weren't for Liu Gen, they would not have such a chance. At the same time, the soldiers also admired Liu Gen more and more, thinking that Liu Gen had killed him single-handedly.

A group of Japanese and puppet troops cannot hide their admiration for Liu Gen. It would be great if they could be as strong as Liu Gen.
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