Zheng Yingqi had a long dream.

In the dream, Gao Cheng smiled at him and said, "Boy, don't pretend to be dead. Can you, Zheng Yingqi, be knocked down so simply?"

Xu Sanduo said: "Yingqi, wake up quickly, how can you fall asleep?"

Yuan Lang said: "Are you tired? If you are tired, you quit. Anyway, this job is not something that people can do, you can quit."

Wu Zhe said: "Aren't it just a few Japanese devils? We dreamed of fighting Japanese devils. You kid can fight Japanese devils now. Remember to bring our one with you."

In the end, Qin Feng's laughing face occupied the entire dream: "Instructor, you have changed the plot. I think you can do better!"

Then Qin Feng's face was torn apart, and a pile of hideous Japanese occupied the entire dream. Killing unfolded in the dream, and piles of people fell into the dream, with many people and many warriors...

In the end, these corpses turned into dazzling white bones, but in a blink of an eye, many familiar faces appeared from the bones, their faces were covered in blood, and they kept roaring...

They will never retreat until they die.

"Company Commander! Kill the Japanese!"

"Company Commander, the Japanese are here! We're here!"

"Company Commander, you said... can we beat the Japanese?"

The noisy sound kept ringing throughout the dream. Zheng Yingqi, who could not speak, suddenly shouted: "Wait for me! Wait for me to fight the Japanese together!"

...

In the cave, a group of people looked at the comatose with sometimes ferocious, sometimes sad, and sometimes cold. Someone said, "He...has he been possessed by evil?"

"Fuck, how could the Eighth Route Army get infected with these dirty things? Even if it is dirty things, it is our own dirty things. How could they get infected with the Eighth Route Army?" An old man stopped drinking.

The speaker muttered in a low voice: "Third uncle, but when you look at him, you clearly look like you are possessed by evil spirits."

"Then..." The tough old man hesitated and said: "Do you want to find Mr. Yin and Yang?"

The experienced young man said with a giggle and laughter: "Third uncle, don't listen to the eighth uncle's nonsense. Why are he infected with evil? It was clearly in this cold and cold weather that he had entered the water. It might be that evil wind entered his body. Let's wrap him thicker and fill him with more ginger soup."

At this moment, the coma who was watching them suddenly opened their eyes. The cold eyes were like ice that could not be melted for hundreds of years. The air suddenly became cold. The people surrounding the coma subconsciously held their breath and didn't even dare to say anything.

Maybe after seeing the people around him, the eyes of the unconscious person who woke up slowly became softer. After a long time, he asked in a sandy voice:

“Where is this?”

The voice finally broke the sudden silence here, and a young man said carefully: "This is the hiding hole in our village, are you... you Comrade Zheng?"

Speaking of which, I have to thank the young man who recognized Zheng Yingqi's identity for his fainting at the entrance of the cave. He was wearing Japanese pants and shoes. The fellow villager who blocked the door thought it was a Japanese, so he tied it up directly. Fortunately, one of the young people in the cave had met Zheng Yingqi and said that this was after the Eighth Route Army, so he avoided the misunderstanding that Zheng Yingqi was captured by his own people in a confused manner.

"Yes, I am Zheng Yingqi." Zheng Yingqi looked at the young man who was asking, and had some impression, and then showed a friendly smile and said, "Are you from Zhangbazi Village?"

The young man nodded excitedly and said, "Comrade Zheng, you have a good memory."

Zheng Yingqi smiled and said, "I remember you sneaked out to join the army, how could you forget? By the way, this time the Japanese mobilization, your Zhangbazi Village will not suffer much loss, right?"

The third uncle finally found a chance to talk to him, and he hurriedly said, "No! We have to thank our guerrillas for notifying us before the Japanese came so that we could move here in advance."

"That's good...that's good..." Zheng Yingqi breathed a sigh of relief. This time the Japanese swept the villages that had no time to transfer were extremely miserable by the Japanese. Several villages were even slaughtered by the Japanese. He was much more relaxed when he could see a village avoiding the Japanese.

Thinking of the Japanese, Zheng Yingqi immediately asked: "Old man, how long have I been in a coma?"

The third uncle grinned and said, "Young Master, you have only been sleeping for a long time. By the way, why did you do it? It's like something that comes out of the river."

"I accidentally fell into the river." Zheng Yingqi explained with a smile, then looked at the thick quilt wrapped in her body, and said sincerely: "Thank you for saving me. If it weren't for you, I would have to explain here this time."

"If that's the case, you Eighth Route Army fight the Japanese and save you, that's right!" The third uncle couldn't even open his eyes.

Perhaps for this old man, being able to save an Eighth Route Army to fight the Japanese was to contribute to the war of resistance.

Zheng Yingqi moved his body and said, "Old man, I'm going to bother you this time. I have to leave." He lifted the quilt and saw that he was hiding naked in the quilt, and said to the young man who recognized him before, "Little brother, please bring my clothes over."

The third uncle stretched out his old arm and pressed Zheng Yingqi and said, "You, don't worry about staying here with us. When the Japanese left, then look for your troops. Now there are soldiers in chaos and there are Japanese everywhere, which is not safe! Don't worry about food. Our Zhangbazi Village is not the only way to eat in one bite of your Eighth Route Army!"

This is the most precious military-civilian relationship of this era, and it is also the greatest support and love for the Eighth Route Army by these simple and unpretentious people.

Zheng Yingqi was moved, but when he remembered the troops who were still in Xinzhuang, he could only refuse the old man's kindness. He said, "Old man, our troops are in Xinzhuang. I have to go over and take a look. The people in Xinzhuang have not been transferred. How can I, a soldier, hide here?"

"But...but you're so vain. If you do this, don't say you're fighting the Japanese, you're going to have to work hard, right?"

Zheng Yingqi deliberately showed off his muscles and said with a smile: "Old man, look at my body, how can I feel weak?"

Seeing that Zheng Yingqi was determined to leave, the old man could only signal someone to bring a set of clothes. As for Zheng Yingqi's clothes, they were so wet that they were not dry yet.

But he didn't expect a sloppy woman to send a bag over and send it to the third uncle, who handed it over to Zheng Yingqi. When he opened it, he was stunned.

Very new set of clothes, cotton coats, cotton pants, and outer trousers.

"New?" Zheng Yingqi looked at the brand new clothes and hurriedly said, "Old man, I can't bear to leave this."

"This was done by Erni for Dazhuang. I promised to let Dazhuang put on and marry her before the New Year, but in the middle of the year, Dazhuang..." The old man sighed silently and said, "Dazhuang has no blessings. He was caught by the Japanese and was killed by the Japanese when he ran away."

"Old man, this...I can't wear it even more!"

"Child, listen to my old long-winded words," the third uncle continued, "Where is Erni, a man is strong, saying that she is a Dazhuang person in her life and a Dazhuang ghost in her life. Now she serves Dazhuang's mother. The two women live together. This clothes are useless. You wear it to fight the Japanese. This is worthy of the crime that Erni suffered!"

Zheng Yingqi looked at the clothes and refused again. He said seriously: "Old man, don't worry, I won't be sorry for this clothes. I have nothing to do with it now. When this anti-sweeping is over, I will thank you again."

After Zheng Yingqi finished packing, he bid farewell to the fellow villagers in Zhangbazi Village. He left the cave where they hid with the dry food they had given to him and rushed to Xinzhuang, more than 40 miles away. He never expected that this farewell would be a farewell forever. He would never be able to repay the life-saving grace and the love of giving clothes in this village in his life!

...

Xinzhuang.

Li Yunlong was talking nonsense with a bunch of soldiers. Some soldiers smiled and wanted Li Yunlong to tell the story of the Red Army, but Li Yunlong deliberately said with an airs: "The storyteller tells a story, but it all costs tea and water. Do you want to hear it? OK, kill a few more Japanese devils, I will give you three days and three nights!"

"Really?" the soldiers didn't believe it.

"I, Li Yunlong, spit and a nail, can I still lie to you? When the Japanese come later, I will deal with these Japanese who don't know how to be rich. After cleaning up the Japanese, I will tell you three days and three nights!"

As he was talking, the cruising cavalry platoon soldiers ran back to report: "Captain! The Japanese are here! It is a cavalry team, and they should be the vanguard!"

"Caval team?" Li Yunlong was happy and patted his legs and said, "The opportunity to get rich is here! I have hidden it, let the Japanese rush into the village! Let's wrap them up!"

In the wilderness, Zheng Yingqi, dressed in a common man, was running towards Xinzhuang.

By the river, a team of cavalry came to a re-freezing place.

Duan Peng simply clenched his fist and kept silent.

Sun Desheng looked at the river and stammered his neck and said, "God dares not accept people like Zheng Yingqi! I don't believe he will go down from here and there will be no news!"

"Look! Look along the river! You will definitely find him! You will definitely be able to!"

"Stop looking for it." Finally, Duan Peng spoke, but what he said made Sun Desheng's gaze instantly turn like a knife. Duan Peng ignored Sun Desheng, who had changed his expression and continued: "When we go to Xinzhuang, the regiment commander and others are in Xinzhuang. They are responsible for covering the people of Xinzhuang, and they may be dragged by the Japanese."

Sun Desheng gritted his teeth and said, "Look for a paragraph first."

"Company Commander Sun, let's go to Xinzhuang." Duan Peng said word by word.

"Will you die after searching for a while?" Sun Desheng yelled: "I am a cavalry, so it's not a bad road! Look for it, look for it!"

"Company Commander Sun!" Duan Peng roared.

Sun Desheng pounded his chest and started roaring like a wild beast. After venting his silence, Sun Desheng finally controlled his emotions with his rationality and said with hatred: "Go, go to Xinzhuang! Go to Xinzhuang!"

The small team of cavalry rushed forward like a sharp arrow that was about to pierce the sky, and rushed towards Xinzhuang with endless anger and evil spirit.

...

Xinzhuang.

Li Yunlong used a trick to lure the Japanese cavalry team into Xinzhuang, and with the help of the complex terrain, he kept all the cavalry team in Xinzhuang, but then the brigade of Japanese infantry arrived.

Seeing that the Japanese infantry were about to attack, Zhao Gang hurriedly found Li Yunlong and asked Li Yunlong to lead troops to block the Japanese, but Li Yunlong shook his head and said, "You can't go out anymore. The Japanese artillery is too strong. When we go out to guard, we will only be bombed."

"What should I do?"

"We just stayed in the village. Now it's still seven hours until it's dark. As long as we stay until it's dark, we will find a way to break through. It will take only two hours from here to the foot of the mountain. When we get to the mountain, we will win."

"Give up the peripheral positions?" Zhao Gang thought about Li Yunlong's order and finally said: "Okay, we are no worse than the Japanese when fighting street battles!"

After Li Yunlong's order was passed down, the troops immediately prepared in the village.

After the second platoon leader of the guard company assigned the task, he saw the monk turning over from behind alone, and couldn't help but block him and asked:

"Monkey Wei, what are you doing? After all, he is a platoon leader, why are you alone? What about the other person in your platoon?"

While checking his magazine, the monk said, "Let me scatter it around."

"Scattered? How to fight if you are scattered? Why are you making a fool of yourself?" The 2nd platoon leader became dissatisfied.

"Just look at it. Don't look at the platoon of our company commander who is biased towards Duan Peng, but our platoon was also trained by our company commander!" The monk said proudly: "We are better at street fighting than Duan Peng's people. In our company commander's words, if the Japanese dare to fight street fighting with us, it would be like being surrounded by us!"

"Encircle? There are only a few people left in your platoon? And the Japanese? Monk Wei, you are so awesome!"

"Brave?" The monk sneered: "Party Leader Qian, make a bet. If we kill less than five times the number of Japanese soldiers we have, we will lose. When we see you in the future, I will call you master every day!"

"Okay," said the second platoon leader with anger: "I'll wait for you to call me!"

Can the 2nd platoon leader not be angry? Their guard company is not weak. You Wei Dayong are just a few Miao people, and you still want to kill five times the number of enemies we have? I'm waiting for you to call you Master!

"I haven't finished speaking, why are you anxious?" said the monk thief: "If I can't get five times, I won't bully you. I just need to pick four people from your hands. Do you dare? If you don't dare, just pull it down!"

The 2nd platoon leader thought: OK, you are pretending to be stupid on weekdays, but now you still want to rob people from me to supplement you? I...

"Don't you dare? I just know that Platoon Leader Qian has no confidence in his people."
To be continued...