I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

At two o'clock in the morning, the team bypassed the Japanese blockade and entered a fishing village called Guancaowang in Lanshantou. There were more than 300 households in the village, most of whom were fishermen. The Second Battalion of Huangshan River had established a good mass base here.

Several special forces members from the Second Battalion led their team to visit people door to door, with a maximum of two people in each household. Chen Feng and a special forces member from the Second Battalion finally moved into a fisherman's home at the east end of the village.

A fisherman with a haggard face was waiting. He welcomed the special forces member named Shao Dongliang and Chen Feng into the house and said gratefully:

"The meal will be ready soon. Come in and warm up. Thank you. Thank you for coming to fight the Japanese devils. If we don't go to sea, we really will have no way to survive."

"Uncle, it's what I should do. You don't have to be polite."

The fisherman was a little embarrassed. He took two steps towards the oil lamp, looked at Chen Feng and said with a smile:

"Young man, don't call me grandpa, just call me uncle. My daughter is a few years younger than you."

Only then did Chen Feng see the fisherman's face clearly. He lived by the sea and his face looked weathered from the sea breeze, but he did not look very old.

"Uncle, you are too polite. We came here after having a meal and we are not hungry."

"That won't do. Captain Huang has given us all the money. We can't just take the money and not provide us with food. Girl, are the noodles ready?"

A female voice came from another room:

"Dad, wait a moment, we just came down."

Chen Feng put down his backpack and sat at the table to chat with the fishermen. These fishermen had a hard time. There was no shortage of fish and shrimp in the sea at that time, but transportation was a big problem. They could only catch them and dry them. Fish and shrimp were not valuable, so they could only maintain a basic standard of living by working hard.

"Young man, our entire village is very grateful to Captain Huang. If not for him, we wouldn't have enough food to eat, and we would have to make fish soup all day long, but we really couldn't finish it"!

"How is it now? Is there enough food?"

"We accumulated some supplies some time ago, but the Japanese came and blocked the roads, so we can't transport them out. We have no choice but to eat up all the food. Now we are not allowed to go to the sea. If this continues, we will starve in less than a month."

As we were chatting, a girl pushed the door open with her elbow and came in, holding a hood with three bowls of hot noodles on it.

"Dad, the noodles are ready. Eh? Why are there only two of us?"

"Put it down! You should eat a bowl too. Don't eat tomorrow morning and sleep a little longer."

The girl put down the noodles, Chen Feng reached out to take them, and the girl smiled gently.

"Don't move, it's hot. Have you ever tried Halal noodles? I dug some Halal noodles when I went to the beach yesterday."

Chen Feng took the chopsticks handed to him by the girl.

"I haven't eaten it, but it smells delicious. Don't the Japanese forbid us from going to the sea?"

"We didn't allow fishing boats to go out to sea. We bombarded them when we saw them. We went to the southern beach to dig. The Japanese couldn't see us. We just watched the warships turn around and ran away. There was no danger."

The three of them started eating noodles, and the fisherman smiled and introduced them to Chen Feng:

"My daughter, Daya."

The girl was obviously dissatisfied and muttered something while eating noodles. The fisherman quickly changed his words.

"My daughter, whose real name is Liang Aihua, has loved picking flowers and weaving hairbands since she was a child."

Chen Feng lowered his head to eat noodles, feeling that she was not as pretty as Daya. By the way, he also brought some rations with him.

Seeing Chen Feng stand up and rummage through his backpack, Liang Aihua was a little curious. Chen Feng took out two cans of beef, opened them and gave one box each to the fisherman father and daughter.

"Try it, the canned beef seized from the Japanese devils."

"You can't do that. You can't do that. This thing is expensive."

Liang Aihua swallowed her saliva, obviously very interested in the canned beef.

"Eat it! It's all opened. If you don't eat it, it will go bad tomorrow. We eat it every day and we're tired of it. If you don't believe me, ask Xiao Shao."

Shao Dongliang nodded quickly:

"Uncle Liang, you're welcome, Captain! Our team members give these to you, eat them quickly!"

"Thank you so much, Daya, thank you brother."

Liang Aihua pouted again, but still couldn't resist the temptation of canned beef.

"Thank you, big brother. I'll try it."

We agreed to try it, and after taking a bite I fell in love with the taste, so I gave the noodles directly to my dad.

After dinner, Liang Aihua took the two of them to another room. There were two rooms, Liang Aihua in one room and Chen Feng in another. Old Liang said he was not sleepy as he had slept all day, so he went to the straw shed to boil water.

After much pushing and shoving, Lao Liang finally slept on the floor in Chen Feng's room, which made Chen Feng feel embarrassed and he refused to move with him.

After sleeping until ten o'clock in the morning, Chen Feng said goodbye to Lao Liang and went out alone to check the warship.

Following the route Shao Dongliang mentioned, we headed east along the beach. After walking for more than two miles, we saw a turning point. The sea was empty, with no warships or fishing boats. A group of women and children were digging something barefoot on the beach. At this season, the sea water was still icy cold, and I didn't know how they could endure such coldness.

"Big brother, what's your name?"

Daya was also in the team digging for Hala, and when she saw Chen Feng coming over, she greeted him warmly.

"I can't tell you my name, they all call me Lengqiang, just call me Brother Lengqiang."

Daya suddenly pulled off her headscarf, revealing her black hair and beautiful face.

"Captain Cold Gun, is it really you?"

Chen Feng nodded. The lighting was dim last night and he could only see that Daya had big eyes and was pretty. He did not expect her face to be smooth and delicate, which was obviously different from the rough complexion of the girls on the beach blown by the sea breeze.

When Daya saw Chen Feng nod, she instantly panicked and ran away with Chen Feng.

"Run, the Japanese warships may come at any time. You are a hero and a high-ranking official, and it is too dangerous here."

"Daya, let go, it's okay, I'm here to detect the Japanese warships."

Daya let go of her hand, ran back to the beach quickly, picked up her bamboo basket, ran back quickly to find her shoes, and without caring about the sand on her feet, she put on her shoes and pulled Chen Feng away.

"Come with me, I know a place. It's safe there and you can see the Japanese warships clearly."

Chen Feng had no choice but to run along with Daya. Daya took Chen Feng to the top of a small hill, took off her shoes, and started to knock the sand out of the rocks.

"The mountain to the west is called Aye Mountain, and this is the Dongliangzi of Aye Mountain. Look at the seashore, can you see it clearly from here? It was too dangerous there just now. The Japanese often use binoculars to look at the seashore. If any of them recognize you, it will be troublesome."

Chen Feng took out a telescope from his arms and looked into the sea. The view was much better than before.

"You have a telescope too!"

Daya blushed suddenly. Captain Lengqiang was older than Platoon Leader Shao and Battalion Commander Huang, so how could he not have a telescope?

"Can you lend it to me to have a look?"

Chen Feng adjusted the focus and handed it to Daya who had put on her shoes.

"Just look around. You have a mission tonight. I'll leave it to you when I leave. Be careful and don't let the Japanese find you."

"I dare not take it, it's too expensive."