After a moment of waiting, another team of more than ten people ran over from the other side of the ditch.
There was no introduction or any communication at all, and Zhao Jinge motioned for them to change clothes. The leader, Lao Zhang, glanced at Wei Ran and simply led the soldiers to take off their rags and coats and put on the thick cotton clothes supported by the puppet soldiers.
Taking this opportunity, Wei Ran also looked at their weapons and equipment.
In general, the equipment of about 25 or 6 people in these two squads is pretty good. There are three Czech-made machine guns and two machine guns. Every other soldier has some There is a spear.
Some of these guns are Type 38 or older Golden Hook rifles, as well as Mosin-Nagant and Dragoon rifles from Maozi, and a few Ma Sihuan.
But without exception, the butts of these guns are nailed with a piece of iron or copper sheet as big as a palm. On these metal sheets, you can still see pitted and bumpy marks.
Wei Ran knew that this was because most of the grenades used by these anti-union fighters were seized from the Japanese.
But most of the Japs' grenades had to be knocked before they were used, but the Anti-League soldiers did not have Japs' steel helmets, nor did they have braided boots with hard heels.
It’s snowy in the winter and muddy in the summer. To make the grenade explode, the most realistic way is to knock it on the butt of the gun. That piece of iron is just for the grenade. One of the symbols of a warrior.
In addition, each of them also has one or two grenades on their waists. Several of them had various pistols on their waists, and each of them also carried a large blade on his back.
When the next group of people also changed their clothes, Wei Ran gave in and said, "Thank you, please load all the weapons and equipment in the Temple of Wealth into the truck."
"Brother Wei, what are you doing?"
"We worked together to defeat the Japs. Our three brothers didn't put in much effort, and we didn't use so many things."
Wei Ran said and pointed to the weapons in Hegouzi, "There are still some there, load them all into the car."
After a slight hesitation, Zhao Jinge waved his hand. The weapons behind him had just been replaced. The soldiers in new clothes immediately entered the yard with joy and picked up all the remaining weapons and equipment.
At the same time, soldiers from another squad who had just arrived also rushed into Hegouzi and brought back the weapons of the puppet soldiers one after another.
"You guys"
Wei Ran took out the box cannon under the cover of his clothes and gestured at the puppet soldiers, "Don't be idle, all of you who are wearing clothes, put the Temple of Fortune The roof of the house was ripped open, and there were still many dead people inside. They were all dug out." Hearing this, the puppet soldiers did not dare to delay, and rushed in swarmly to start removing bricks and tiles.
No need to be reminded at all. The three remaining fighters with Czech-made anti-union fighters also mounted machine guns on the earth wall and took on the role of supervision.
"You guys can make do with these ragsPut it on. "
Wei Ran waved to the remaining dozen or so naked puppet soldiers, pointed at the clothes taken off by the anti-union fighters and said.
At this time, These puppet soldiers without clothes were shivering from the cold, so they couldn't care less about anything else. They immediately rushed over in a swarm, put on tattered clothes in a hurry, and took the initiative to help dig up the Temple of Wealth—— They had just taken off the thick cotton shoes they had just received a few days ago, and now they just wanted to wear a pair of Japanese leather shoes. Although they were far less lightweight than cotton shoes, they would not freeze to death in this icy and snowy environment. No?
With the busy work of the forty and fifty puppet soldiers, the collapsed roof of the Temple of Wealth was dug up, and the nearly cooked corpses were roughly pulled out.
p>Taking this opportunity, Zhao Jinyu also listened to his elder brother's ear and told what Wei Ran had done with him and Hu Bazhi.
Wei Ran didn't care about that, just now. He has been counting. 18 Japs were brought back from the minefield he created, and 25 Japs were just brought out from the yard.
The first two grenades in the Temple of Fortune were injured. Six Japanese soldiers and four puppet soldiers were killed after being burned with gasoline and hit by a roof.
In addition, there was also a second lieutenant whose buttocks were burned black after being blown open, as well as the ones before. The unlucky guy riding a white horse as a target.
After such calculations, there are 50 Japanese soldiers, which is just enough for a small team. In other words, not only did they capture a group of puppet soldiers, but they also captured them all. Destroying a Japanese team
This seems to be a classic example of defeating more with less, but in fact, Wei Ran knows that this is just a calculated fluke. Without those two successes. The explosion burned a piece of Mrs. Tang, and even if the "God of Wealth" hadn't taken action and shot the leader of the Japanese team to death, this battle would have injured many people.
"Brother Wei! This is for you! "
Just as he was looking at the corpse of the Japanese captain, Zhao Jinyu also handed over a Nine Dragons belt and a horse card player, "The ones I just found in Hegouzi are puppet soldiers. A team leader, look! So many bullets. ”
“Just give me some bullets”
Wei Ran waved his hand. He knew how difficult it was for these anti-alliance fighters, especially how precious bullets were.
"My brother asked you to hold it! "Zhao Jinyu insisted.
"Brother Wei, just take it."
Zhao Jinge also came over at this time and said, "I just picked up three Spanish drums (Ass). Terra 902) and three luzi, and three Kowloon belts. You and Brother Hu can each have a Kowloon belt, otherwise we wouldn’t have the nerve to ask for so many xiangzi. ”
After a moment’s hesitation, Wei Ran took over the heavy bullet bag. It was different from the one Hu Bazhi had just ripped off from the unlucky guy on horseback. This Kowloon belt had 12 bullet bags. Inside, half of them are filled with two 10-round magazines, which is 120 rounds of ammunition.
The rest.Three of the six bullet belts contained spare bullets for horse brand luzi, but the last three contained silver dollars, Japanese tickets, cigarettes and lighters.
In this era, for those who have guns in their hands, especially box cannons, the combination of "a gun to protect the box" is popular.
In other words, wearing this Kowloon belt and wearing a box gun in a wooden gun case is handsome and domineering, but it cannot cope with emergencies. At this time, you need to stay away from Kowloon. In the belt, you can pull out the gun and fire it at any time to deal with emergencies.
It’s just that his situation is special and he doesn’t need another blowjob.
Thinking of this, he thought for a while and said, "I will accept Kowloon, and I will accept the bullets and cigarettes, but I don't want the paper sticks, lighters, and the money.
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I’m not used to using the stick, I have my own lighter, and I probably won’t be able to spend the money.”
As he said that, he had turned the handle of the gun upside down, holding the barrel of the gun to flick it. The child was handed to Zhao Jinge.
After a slight hesitation, Zhao Jinge nodded and happily took the luzi.
Seeing this, Wei Ran then took out the spare bullets that matched the gun, and handed them to the other party along with the lighter produced by the Japanese and the money and belongings.
"Brother Wei cannot suffer a loss"
As Zhao Jinge said, he took out six Mauser pistol bullets from the Kowloon belt on his body, and handed them to him with a sincere expression. Come back.
After a slight hesitation, Wei Ran finally accepted the other party's kindness.
This is a necessary process to deepen the friendship and trust between the two parties before he takes out the letter and reveals his identity.
As for why he didn't rush to take out the letter, it was naturally because there were still those puppet troops that had not been dealt with.
When Wei Ran took off his dog-skin coat and put on the Kowloon Belt, Zhao Jinge also put away the musket and asked, "I heard from Jin Yu just now that you can use the Japs' throws." Cartridge?"
"Can use it?" Wei Ran nodded.
"You will have the opportunity to teach us later"
Zhao Jinge looked at the grenade that Wei Ran had just placed by the wall and the two Japanese soldiers filled with grenades. Backpack said.
"No problem"
Wei Ran took off the grenade he just took off his shoulder and handed it to the other party, "These two grenades and all the ammunition, It was originally intended to be given to you."
"All given to us?"
Zhao Jinge didn't expect Wei Ran to be so generous, so he reacted quickly and said quickly. , "Wei is in charge of the plate, what's going on?"
"I'm not a bloke who takes up the mountain"
Wei Ran smiled and waved his hand, putting on his dog-skin coat again. He smiled and said, "I don't even know how to say such slang."
"Brother I don't know Wei"
"I'll tell you my origin later"
Wei Ran waved his hand and pointed at the puppet soldiers not far away who were sitting in a row again, as well as hisThe Japanese lying in a row next to us asked, "Brother Zhao, what are you going to do with these puppet soldiers?"
After asking this question, the puppet soldiers immediately looked at Zhao Jinge and accompanied him in fear. Smiling face, fearing that this person would send them to see the King of Hell with a tight mouth.
"As Brother Wei just said, Chinese people don't fight Chinese people."
Zhao Jinge paused and said, "How about letting them go back? Most of these people are also He came from a poor family."
"Alright"
Wei Ran nodded happily, and then said before the faces of the puppet soldiers showed joy, "Come here one by one. Me."
After saying that, Wei Ran took out the pen from the metal book under the cover of his clothes, took out a stack of letters from a Japanese backpack, and walked towards the backyard of the Temple of Wealth.
"Can I follow?" Zhao Jinge asked curiously.
"Come on"
Wei Ran nodded happily and asked a frightened puppet soldier to follow him in.
"What's your name?" Wei Ran asked, sitting on the remaining threshold.
"Liu Tiezhu," the puppet soldier with a clear nose on his face replied quickly.
"Where is your home? What are your parents' names? Do you have a wife and children?"
Wei Ran shook the letter in his hand and said, "I'll think about it after I think about it. I'll give it to you later." Ask others, if you dare to tell half a lie, just stay and pay tribute to the God of Wealth." Hearing this, Liu Tiezhu panicked, and finally answered Wei Ran honestly. question.
"Do you know those puppet soldiers outside?" Wei Ran continued to ask.
"I know you." Li Tiezhu nodded quickly.
"Who are the two who have the best relationship?"
"Zhang Mazihe"
"Da Ming'er"
"Zhang Dianwen "And Li Dayong"
"Where are they from? What are their parents, wife and children's names?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.
As soon as this question was asked, the sweat on Li Tiezhu’s face started to fall.
"Hurry up" Wei Ran asked without raising his head.
Swallowing with difficulty, Li Tiezhu answered the question truthfully with a sad face.
"The one riding the white horse is your captain?" Wei Ran asked an unimportant question while writing and drawing, but did not notice the strange expressions on the faces of Zhao Jinge and Li Tiezhu.
"I have a question for you," Zhao Jinge reminded.
"It's not"
Li Tiezhu came back to his senses and replied with a bit of contempt and disgust, "It is the second Japanese from Chaoshan, and he is also the Japanese translator. He is also a person who trades his life for wealth. "Brother Zhao, please take him back and kneel in another place, and then call Zhang Dianwen in." Wei Ran raised his head with a smile. , only to find that Zhao Jinge was giving him a thumbs up.
"I'll go right away"
As Zhao Jinge said, he had already recruitedLi Tiezhu, who was shouting and looking panicked, walked back around. Wei Ran also took the opportunity to take out his camera bag, took out the letter proving his identity and stuffed it into his arms.
After he collected the camera bag, Zhao Jinge also called Zhang Dianwen over and started the cross-examination again.
He asked all the nearly 50 puppet soldiers with great care and patience. When Wei Ran returned to the door of the Temple of Wealth, all the trophies had been packed into the carts in different categories. Even The first mule he killed with a landmine had been disemboweled, skinned and loaded onto a sledge.
Not only that, Hu Bazhi even found many of the clips they had bought before, and brought back four or five frozen pheasants.
Looking at the anti-union fighters watching the excitement in the distance, Wei Ran once again took out his camera under the cover of his clothes, shook it at the ashen-looking puppet soldiers, and said, "There is still one last step left. You can go back."
Waiting until these people smiled, Wei Ran said with a smile, "Brother Zhao, give each of them a bayonet."
Hearing this, Zhao Jinge immediately waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately took out the bayonets that had just been captured and counted from the sledge, and gave one to each of these puppet soldiers.
"I'll take a group photo of you later."
Wei Ran and the other anti-alliance fighters returned to their original positions, and then said with a smile, "In order to ensure that you will not cause trouble again in the future. It's a shame for the common people, we have to put on a good-looking pose later."
After a pause, Wei Ran pointed to the corpses of the Japanese lying on the ground, "Each of us has a corpse in his arms and a bayonet. When I take pictures, I always show a smile, a happy smile. If anyone doesn’t smile or hides his face, I will kill him! ”
Just start! After a brief hesitation of less than two seconds, these puppet soldiers picked up a body that was almost frozen, and stabbed the bayonet into the Japanese's chest with ferocious expressions.
When the 40 or 50 puppet troops gathered together at the entrance of the Temple of Fortune with their "voting certificates" and tried to show smiles that were uglier than tears, Wei Ran also retreated to the edge of the river. on, pretending to press the shutter.
"Quine up and hand over all your bayonets."
Wei Ran pointed to the sledge next to him. The puppet soldiers who had been dealt with became more and more honest, and they also lined up honestly. Put the bayonet back.
"One last thing"
Wei Ran shook the letter filled with words in his hand, "What are your names, where are your homes, parents, wives and children?" Whatever the name is, it’s all here, and you all know in your heart what I asked.”
After deliberately pausing for a moment, Wei Ran continued, “In the future, if any of you work for the Japanese again, I will kill you. The photos we just took, as well as these address lists, were sent to the Japs."
After this K-style threat that transcended the times, Wei Ran pointed at Hegouzi behind him and said, " Stop wasting your time. Before the ice that I just blasted with a cannonball has frozen, I'll stab you to death.Throw all the money in and get out of here. ”
As soon as he said this, the puppet soldiers who were already covered in cold sweat looked at the stack of letters in Wei Ran’s hand with fear, and hurriedly pulled the almost frozen The Japanese corpse crawled out of the river ditch, pushed the Japanese corpse into the blasted ice, and then ran back along the river ditch without looking back.
They are now. I just want to escape quickly, and if possible, escape with my family! It’s best to escape to the pass! The farther away you are from that smiling tiger-like living king, the better! Zhu Weiran said.
“Let’s talk alone? "Wei Ran looked at each other and asked.
"Please" Zhao Jinge extended his hand to invite Wei Ran into the backyard of the Temple of Wealth.
"Brother Wei is not an ordinary person" Zhao Jinge said directly. He looked at Wei Ran and said firmly.
Ignoring the slight vigilance and deep curiosity from the other party, Wei Ran took out the chicken-feather letter that he had taken out not long ago and handed it over. Gave it to the other party.
Zhao Jinge took the envelope and was stunned when he saw the colorful feather.
“I must have found the wrong person, right? "Wei Ran asked with a smile.
After coming back to his senses, Zhao Jinge took out a pennant that was not big but very familiar to Wei Ran from his arms, unfolded it and showed it to the other party, and said solemnly , "I am Zhao Jinge, the captain of the first guerrilla team, Comrade Wei Ran, can I open this letter?" "
"Please"
Wei Ran nodded with a smile and took a big step back.
Zhao Jinge immediately opened the envelope. He took out a piece of letter paper and opened it.
But the more he looked at it, the deeper his frown became. From time to time, he would look up at Wei Ran.
After that, he took the initiative to shake hands with Wei Ran and said, "Comrade Wei Ran, you are welcome to join us, why did you take out this letter now. "
"Aren't you afraid that if you take it too early, you will also say that I have low consciousness?"
Wei Ran muttered something vaguely, then asked with a smile, "I don't know. How did you introduce me in the letter? "
"My younger brother Jinshan said that you are the brother he met when he was an auditor at Northeastern University. You also said that you can speak Russian and Japanese, and you also have some medical skills? "
Zhao Jinge said and simply handed the letter to Wei Ran.
After taking the letter and glancing at it, Wei Ran couldn't help but grin. The letter seemed to be written in It was written in Mongolian, which he couldn't understand at all. Fortunately, there was a three-inch black and white photo attached to the corner of the letter.
In the photo, he was wearing a Chinese tunic suit and a man. People of the same age who look very similar to the Zhao brothers are standing side by side on a high place. Behind them, it seems to be the Forbidden City in the capital?
This was taken in Jingshan Park?
Wei Ran muttered secretly, returned the letter to the other party and asked, "I do know a few words, where is Mr. Jinshan?" heHe only said in the letter that he asked me to take this letter and report to join the Anti-Japanese Alliance to fight the Japanese together, but he didn't say anything else. ”
“He went to Maozi and will not come back for a while”
Zhao Jinge explained half of it, but did not mention that his second brother Zhao Jinshan went to Maozi. What are you doing over there?
Knowing that now was not the time to ask about Zhao Jinshan’s situation, Wei Ran followed him and changed the subject, “How about keeping my relationship with Jinshan a secret? "
Hearing this, Zhao Jinge stopped and turned to look at Wei Ran strangely. There was also more confusion on his face covered with frostbite.
" Hu The Eight Finger Brothers also want to join the Anti-League."
Wei Ran also stopped and explained, "And I have never told Jin Yu about my relationship with his second brother. Now that it has been made public, I think It's better not to make it public. "
"Alright"
Zhao Jinge nodded, agreeing to Wei Ran's request.
"I don't know if it's convenient to ask, we still have How many people? "Wei Ran changed the topic again.
"Counting me, there are still 25 soldiers in our first guerrilla team."
Zhao Jinge explained as he continued to walk forward, "I am the captain and Lao Zhang is the vice-captain. We each lead a squad.
To be honest, you joined at the wrong time. Now the Japanese are focused on encircling and suppressing us. "
"It's not easy for me to come here"
Wei Ran said half jokingly and half seriously, "Now that I'm here, I have no intention of leaving. ”
Zhao Jinge just smiled and did not continue the topic.
The two of them returned to the entrance of the Temple of Fortune one after another. Zhao Jinge first took Wei Ran and Hu Ba. Zhi and Zhao Jinyu were introduced to everyone, and then Lao Zhang, who looked to be in his forties or fifties, and the anti-alliance fighters were introduced.
As expected, he was there. Li Sui'an was not seen here.
Even so, he took out Robert's camera in his arms and suggested, "We met for the first time and won a big victory. Let's take a photo together." ? ”
This proposal was immediately welcomed by all the anti-union fighters. Without any greeting, a total of 13 mule sledges were driven to the entrance of the Temple of Wealth. On the first few sledges, there were also various All kinds of trophies.
Under the command of Wei Ran, all the anti-alliance fighters, as well as Hu Bazhi and Zhao Jinyu, who had just decided to join the anti-alliance, were all sitting in groups of three or two. After getting on the mule car, Wei Ran clicked the shutter towards them.
"Captain Zhao, if I have time, why don't I take a single photo of everyone?" "Wei Ran suggested.
"That's fine! "
Zhao Jinge nodded, "That's good. No matter who dies with the Japanese, at least the family can always miss him." "
"Which of you has a razor? Can you lend me a shave? "The one who questions the entire universe with just one openingasked the anti-alliance fighter with a Jinzhou accent.
"Hey! I just saw it!" said a soldier with a Yu Province accent, who had already run to the sledge containing the Japanese backpack and started rummaging through it.
"Amazing! Today is the Chinese New Year!"
A soldier with a Sichuan accent said happily while holding up a handful of cold snow and scrubbing him hard. His face was covered with chilblains and beard, and he tried hard to look clean and tidy.
"Sir, how about I make some food for everyone?" Hu Bazhi asked, nodding and bowing.
"I'm not a commander, just call me captain."
Zhao Jinge smiled and patted Hu Bazhi on the shoulder, "Let's wait until we eat, and we'll take photos later." Find a safe place to talk about."
Hearing this, Hu Bazhi pulled the back of his head slightly and moved aside, stroking the red-eyed white horse that was hitched to the sledge.
This horse looks really beautiful, with not a few hairs on its body, and its body is much thicker than the mules that pull sledges around it, and it looks like it is particularly docile. .
"Can this horse also pull a sledge?"
Wei Ran approached curiously and asked. He could see that the young hunter seemed a little cautious.
However, when these words were asked, not only Hu Bazhi, but also the other anti-alliance fighters around him and even Zhao Jinyu were stunned, followed by laughter.
"Did I say something wrong?" Wei Ran asked confused.
"It is not a horse, it is also a mule, a horse and a mule."
Hu Bazhi slapped the sledge and laughed and said, "Is it possible that Brother Wei really belongs to a landlord and a wealthy family?" Master? Why can’t you tell the difference between a mule and a horse?”
“It’s also a mule?”
Wei Ran couldn’t help but look at the other mules pulling the sledge. It’s not his fault. He couldn't tell the difference, even though he had already learned to ride a horse through a metal book, but the only few times he had interacted with horses were at Maya's house.
According to his way of distinguishing, the person pulling the cart is naturally a mule, and the person carrying people must be a horse.
What's more, this "white horse" is much stronger than the others around it. What's more, Culp and other teachers at the forestry farm didn't teach him how to distinguish between horses and horses. Mule.
"The body is a bit big."
Hu Bazhi patted the white mule's neck, "This is the first time I have seen this big, pure white mule. , This would not be welcome if it were normal."
As he spoke, he opened the mule's lips and looked at it, and said with admiration, "The side teeth have just grown, and they are only four or five years old. It’s time to put forth a lot of effort.”
Just an albino mule?
Wei Ran glanced at the animal's red eyes. Although he couldn't tell the difference between horses and mules, animals that did not often appear in his life, he also knew that in the countryside, albino animals Animals are generally not lovable.
White catBullied by other cats and deafened, white dogs have an ominous connotation in most rural areas in the north. Although this white mule may be rare, it may not be able to avoid the fate of being unpopular.
"Is this Wei Ran really a rich young man? He joined the Anti-League and brought a camera with him. Isn't this the same as bringing a monkey with him when begging for food?"
Not far away, Lao Zhang lit up He took two puffs on his pipe and pot, and said in a low voice to Zhao Jinge, "And you can't even tell the difference between a mule and a horse. Aren't you here to wrap things up?"
"This Wei Ran may not be able to tell the difference between a horse and a mule. , But he understands Maozi and Japanese, and he also has some medical skills."
Zhao Jinge, who had clearly promised to keep Wei Ran secret, took two puffs on the pipe and said in a low voice, "This is a serious cultural person. , it’s not like Jinshan’s half-full jar of water.”
“Is it higher than Jinshan’s culture?”
Lao Zhang looked at Wei Ran in surprise, “That’s Jinshan.”
p>“That’s bullshit!”
Zhao Jinge returned the pipe pot to the other party, “If it weren’t for my brother-in-law from Shanxi asking his father to help negotiate an agreement, Jinshan would have gone through two years of hard work in a church school. Haha, even if he has cultivated blessings for eight lifetimes, he can go to Northeastern University to attend?
If nothing else, just the two Maozi sentences he learned, I guess Maozi would not be able to understand even if he called his father here. Otherwise, he could write a letter to trick his classmate here?
Don’t you know that Jinshan secretly sent the letter to me to Wei Ran? He said in the letter that if he folded it, Mao Zi's classmate was asked to be the squad leader of their third guerrilla class."
"What should we do?"
Lao Zhang took a sip of the pipe and pot, feeling worried. He asked, "Do you really want Wei Ran to follow us into the deep mountains and old forests and suffer without a single meal? The Japanese have been biting us hard recently."
"How can you still do this? "He drove away?"
Zhao Jinge waved his hand and rejected the pipe pot offered by the other party, and stood up from the mule cart, "Let's go! Let's let Comrade Wei Ran take a picture of us, and we'll talk to him later." If the Japanese die together, there will be no burden at all.”
“It would be a waste if we let such a young man fall into our hands.”
Old Zhang sighed with a sigh. He couldn't bear to look at Wei Ran who was holding a camera, at Hu Bazhi who was smoothing the hair of the big white mule, and at Zhao Jinyu who was holding a Japanese lunch box and distributing shredded tobacco to the surrounding anti-alliance fighters.
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