Devil's Army

The Japanese and puppet troops on the path were completely defenseless, still walking swaggeringly, still imagining that this time would be just like the last time: a chicken in the left hand and a duck in the right hand. Who knew that the first company was already preparing to send them back home.

When the Japanese and puppet army's food-stealing teams all entered the ambush circle of the first company, the company commander aimed at the sergeant of the Japanese food-stealing team.

After a gunshot, the sergeant of the Japanese looting team returned home. The gunshots of other team members followed. In less than ten minutes, the entire Japanese and puppet army looting team was defeated.

A company commander ordered the soldiers to go forward and clean up the battlefield. They took off the Japanese uniforms, shoes and hats and took them away.

This was a common method used by the army to clean up the battlefield. When the Japanese soldiers in Fengtian saw this method, they immediately knew that this team of Japanese soldiers had encountered a devil's army.

Two days later, a village in Qingyuan Manchu Autonomous County, where Gray Wolf was in charge, was also robbed by the Japanese grain-grabbing team when they were harvesting grain. Fortunately, Gray Wolf and his team were well prepared and sent troops to attack in time, driving away the Japanese, so the villagers did not suffer any losses.

After the battle, Gray Wolf called Leng Feng and said:

"We can't just passively wait for the devils to come and steal our food. We should take the initiative and lead the war to the devil's Japanese-occupied areas."

"Then how do you plan to bring the war to the Japanese-occupied areas?" Leng Feng asked.

"We went beyond our jurisdiction to the Japanese-occupied areas to collect the food harvested by the villagers, and then distributed their food to them regularly, so that the Japanese could not steal their food. When we encountered the Japanese, we fought in their Japanese-occupied areas."

"This method is feasible, but you must pay attention to the tone, manner and approach when talking to the people. Don't mess up the relationship between the military and the people. The relationship between the military and the people here is better. I will do a pilot project here first." Leng Feng said.

"Okay, I'll wait for your opinion." After Gray Wolf finished speaking, Leng Feng hung up the phone.

The next morning, Leng Feng and the guards led the land reform team members and the soldiers of the first battalion to the village in the Japanese-occupied area closest to Deshengtai.

Leng Feng asked the soldiers to help the villagers collect food. With the help of the soldiers, the villagers quickly collected all the food.

But what puzzled the villagers was that the soldiers did not allow the villagers to take away the grain they had collected, but put it all in an open space and recorded the weight of the grain collected by each household.

After completing these tasks, Yu, the team leader in charge of the land reform in Deshengtai, asked the villagers: "Fellow villagers, do the Japanese want you to pay military rations every year? How much military rations do you want to pay?"

The people were whispering, some said they wanted to pay 50% of the harvest, and some said they wanted to pay 60%.

"What will happen if you don't hand it over?" Team Leader Yu continued to ask.

"How dare we not hand it over when they have guns? If we don't, they will just kill us." An old man responded loudly.

"Oh, right. So the food is stored here with you just to wait for the Japanese to come and grab it. Starting this year, the food will be stored in our First Army's warehouse. We will return your food to you on a weekly or monthly basis. We will only take 30% of the harvest from each of your households as our military rations, and you can keep 70%."

Upon hearing this, the people started to make a fuss. After all, if they had food in their hands, they would have no worries, but if they left the food with others, they would feel uneasy.

Leng Feng watched from the side the whole time without interrupting. If Team Leader Yu couldn't handle this matter well, then he should go home and farm.

"What if we want to sell our food or exchange it for something else?" asked an ordinary citizen.

"You can sell this food or exchange it for something else. Because it is your food, you have the right to deal with it. You put it in our First Army's warehouse because you are afraid that it will be robbed by the Japanese."

At this time, Leng Feng, who was looking at the registration book, found that one family had collected very little food, less than half of the other families. However, the householder's information showed that there were five people. Even if they did not pay the military rations, this amount of food was not enough for the family to eat.

Leng Feng called the village chief and asked what was going on with this family?

The village chief looked at the name and said, "Oh, it's Hu Erdi's family. Her husband was a member of the Anti-Japanese United Army, but was killed by the Japanese last year. She is sick and can't do heavy work. Her two children are still young. Her father-in-law offended a few Japanese ronin while working in Fengtian and had his legs broken. Her mother-in-law has also gone blind this year because of years of sadness and tears. The burden of the family falls on her. It's so difficult."

After listening to the village chief, Leng Feng stopped everyone and announced in public: Hu Erdi's family does not have to pay military rations due to special circumstances. If she has difficulties, she can apply for subsidies from the First Army. She can also work in the factory at the base.

At this time, some people were not happy. They started to make a fuss: "Everyone else pays military rations, why can she not pay? And she can still work in the factory?"

Leng Feng said word by word: "Because her husband died fighting the Japanese invaders!"

Hu Erdi sat in the corner and didn't join in the fun.

Because she knew that no matter how much military rations they paid, their family would not have enough to eat, so she had to find a way to find food. Unexpectedly, the man in front of her directly told her not to pay military rations and even to ask them for help.

At that moment, she felt that her husband's sacrifice was worth it.