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Chapter 851 Guerrillas enter the village

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    Just when Zhao Xiuhong was using her brain, Mashiko Shigeo, who was opposite her, was also pondering over and over again.

    This is a good opportunity.

    He doesn't believe in internal support, because any internal support is unreliable. Each of his subordinates has been carefully cultivated, and one less will make him feel distressed. He must ensure the safety of his own people to the greatest extent.

    If you want to find out the reality of the arsenal, then it is a good choice to go in with the transporting team.

    In the beginning, it might be enough to just pretend to be ordinary people who are transporting, but later on, it became more and more strict. Every ordinary people's team was led by a special person, and the spies of the devils couldn't get in at all.

    The Eighth Route Army is capable of stirring up wind and clouds behind the devils. The Eighth Route Army's greatest support is the common people. When the Eighth Route Army has the common people, it is like fish in water.

    So many weapons and equipment, as long as they enter the mountains, they will disappear instantly.

    How did the Eighth Route Army do it?  Naturally, these ordinary people came to work as porters. No matter how many supplies there were, the mobilized masses would willingly carry them for the Eighth Route Army. So many rails were carried to the arsenal in this way.

    Thinking of this, a murderous look appeared in his eyes.

    Hmph, we are using them now, so we have to put on a friendly face, and when we decide to do something, we will not leave any of them behind!  These two beautiful girls, tsk tsk, must not be let go.  The cold light in his eyes flickered, and then he smiled again.

    "That would be great. Our guerrilla unit belongs to other units. Therefore, we have relatively little contact with the local Eighth Route Army headquarters. We didn't have the opportunity to go to the military factory. If we can visit it once, then  But it¡¯s just seeing the big scene.¡±

    His words are all explanations. After all, they are guerrillas, not regular troops. Moreover, although they forged a lot of documents, the relevant departments of the Eighth Route Army will never give them proof.  All kinds of interfaces are well thought out.

    Anyway, they can¡¯t eat hot tofu in a hurry. If they want to attack the military factories of the Eighth Route Army, they must not only fight, but also successfully withdraw after the fight is over.  They can only do it when Zhong Na is wiped out, otherwise, the cavalry of the Eighth Route Army will chase and kill them everywhere in the mountains, just thinking about it is scary enough.

    A group of people were walking in the mountains, chatting constantly, as if they were as close as a family. At this time, Zhao Xiuhong also began to think carefully, seeing more and more flaws, feeling faintly worried, and faintly  with excitement.

    Finally, when it was dark, a group of people entered a small mountain village named Zhaojiayu, and the village suddenly became lively.

    "The guerrillas are here? Okay, okay, come and live in the village. Our fighters will all be arranged to go to the villagers' homes." Zhao Fangyuan, the village chief, is familiar with the road: "The captain will live in my house."  alright!"

    "Then don't bother me any more!" Mashiko Shigeo said, and then waved to the people behind him: "What are you all doing, hurry up and fetch water for the folks!"

    The relationship between the Eighth Route Army guerrillas and the common people is deep, and they are the soldiers of the common people. Therefore, after seeing the Eighth Route Army guerrillas coming, all the villagers warmly welcomed them and invited them to live in their homes.  Well, the Eighth Route Army guerrillas can't live in vain, they also have to do work for the common people, and the most common job is to carry water.

    In this era, there is no running water. There are one or two wells in a village. Every day, domestic water has to be picked from the wells, so it is all hard work.

    As long as the Eighth Route Army guerrillas live in the villagers' homes, the water tanks are full every day.

    The guerrillas behind them dispersed, and under the leadership of the villagers, they headed towards the homes of the villagers. Then, soon, they picked up buckets in the dark, even if the common people dissuaded them, that would not work.

    Looking at the young men one by one, the eyes of the common people were full of joy, but this army did not know how to do it, and none of them had a tall head, all of them were short.

    Poor children, they must be hungry.

    "This piece of cloth, let's put it in the Women's Federation." Zhao Xiuhong said to Shigeo Masuko, "Come on, give it to me."

    "No, I'll carry it over for you." Mashiko Shigeo said.

    "This is not very good. We, the Women's Federation, are all lesbians. You men, it's better to stay far away." Zhao Xiuhong said.

     As soon as these words came out, Mashiko Shigeo couldn't hold on any longer. At this time, Zhao Fangyuan took him to live in his own house again, so he could only put the cloth into Zhao Xiuhong's hands.

    Zhao Xiuhong and Zhao Xiuqin strode towards the direction of the Women's Federation. When they easily opened the door and walked in, Zhao Xiuqin sat on a chair within a few steps, panting heavily.

    Along the way, Zhao Xiuqin was really worried, gasping for breath, while stroking her chest, her face turned pale.

    There were occasional sounds of carrying water outside, so neither of them dared to raise the volume, so they could only get together and communicate with voices that could only be listened to.

    "Cousin, these people have problems!" Zhao Xiuqin looked at her sister: "They are devils!"

    "Shhh, once they know that their whereabouts have been uncovered, then the whole village will probably be massacred." Zhao Xiuhong said.

    Putting the whole village in danger made Zhao Xiuhong very nervous, but there was no way, it would be better than letting these little devils go to the arsenal to wreak havoc, right?  Now, the little devil has been temporarily settled in Zhaojiayu, and he can still maintain this friendly illusion.

    "I'm going to report the letter?" Zhao Xiuqin continued: "I have fast legs. If I run all night, I will definitely be able to run back to the county."

    "No, it's too dangerous at night, and if there are no accidents, the little devil will definitely set up sentries outside the village. We can't startle the snake." Zhao Xiuqin said: "Tomorrow, you can leave freely."

    Walk openly?  Zhao Xiuhong was a little suspicious.

    "Aren't we going to transport supplies for the Eighth Route Army? There must be someone in charge of contact." Zhao Xiuqin said: "Tomorrow, you go openly."

    Zhao Xiuhong shook her head: "Cousin, why don't you go?"

    Whoever stays will be more dangerous. After all, who knows when the little devil will go crazy, especially if someone finds out to report the letter, the village may be slaughtered at any time. Therefore, at this time, Zhao Xiuhong wants to leave hope to Zhao Xiuqin.

    "My sister is more experienced than you, try to stabilize the devil." Zhao Xiuqin said: "That's the deal." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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