Bright Sword: I am Li Yunlong's old squad leader

Several huge bonfires were lit in the middle of the training ground.

Zhang Dabiao heard that Wei Dayong wanted to make a bet: "Tell me. What do you want to bet?"

"One roast chicken and two bottles of sweet potato stew."

Wang Tianyou laughed when he heard it: "Monk, you are really a playboy monk. Don't you monks abstain from alcohol and meat?"

Wei Dayong scratched his head and said, "Captain, we returned to secular life a long time ago in order to fight the Japanese invaders.

Besides, wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha sits in the heart. Eating wine and meat does not prevent me from chanting the Buddha in my heart."

"Okay, it's just a roast chicken and two bottles of sweet potato soup. Let's add some other things." Zhang Dabiao threw the hat on his head.

"Captain Zhang, what do you want to add? I, Wei Dayong, will accompany you to the end."

"Who loses? Who does the other person's laundry for a month?"

"Row……"

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Daxia Bay is 20 miles away from Yangcun.

It was late at night and the whole place was quiet except for a few dim lights in the headquarters. The villagers had already gone to bed.

The weather is getting colder day by day, and the sky is filled with thick smoke. It will probably snow in a few days.

A dark shadow walked out from nearby and headed straight for the Eighth Route Army headquarters.

The man in black was holding a large broom and was quickly sweeping the fallen leaves from the trees less than 50 meters away from the Eighth Route Army.

Soon, his actions were discovered by patrolling soldiers nearby.

"My friend, it's so late at night and it's so cold outside, why aren't you sleeping?"

"Comrade, I just moved here not long ago. There is no rice or firewood at home. I just want to sweep some leaves to burn for tomorrow's fire. The weather is getting colder.

If you want to sweep the leaves after it snows a few days later, the leaves will be wet from the accumulated snow.”

Several Eighth Route Army soldiers came over quickly and said, "Don't worry, fellow villager. Where do you live? I will bring a cart of wheat straw to your house tomorrow, and you won't have to sweep these leaves anymore."

After hearing this, the man in black shook his head and said, "You soldiers are too tired from training. I don't want to cause you any trouble. I can just sweep the leaves and take them back myself."

You soldiers should go about your business and stop worrying about an old man like me."

The soldiers chatted for a few more sentences and felt that they could not convince the old man, so they continued to patrol.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the agreed time was getting closer and closer.

The old man swept up a pile of leaves.

At this moment, the old man could vaguely hear the sound of airplane engines.

He smiled with satisfaction, took out a box of matches and prepared to light the pile of leaves.

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The four bombers and two fighter planes in the air relied on maps and compasses and headed straight for the Eighth Route Army's Daxiawan headquarters.

The escort fighter pilots were flying while looking forward with binoculars, searching for a lit bonfire.

It was pitch black below and I couldn't see anything clearly.

The fighter jet's flying altitude had dropped to three thousand meters, but it was still pitch black below, with nothing in sight.

"Bagayalu, what on earth are the enemy's intelligence personnel doing?"

We have three minutes to reach the Eighth Route Army Headquarters in Daxiawan. If there is no bonfire, we will have to go back."

"Keep your eyes open and look carefully, and make sure you find a lit bonfire."

These little Japs used lights to transmit signals. They used lights to type in Morse code.

Suddenly, a Japanese pilot was surprised to find that he saw a flashlight shining into the sky.

The light of the flashlight was extremely clear in the dark night, and the light of the flashlight was three long and two short.

This was the code they had agreed upon before.

All the Japanese pilots were extremely excited when they saw the three long and two short secret codes.

Just at this moment, they saw a huge bonfire burning in the direction of Yangcun.

This group of Japanese devils were in disarray again.

The direction from which the flashlight came was still more than ten miles away from Yangcun.

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Soon, the old man in black clothes near the headquarters swept the leaves together and set them on fire.

After lighting it, the old man poured gasoline on it and ran away.

The flames doused in gasoline shot up to a height of seven or eight meters.

When the soldiers patrolling nearby saw it, they immediately rushed over.

The old man who was sweeping the leaves before had long since disappeared.

"Oh no, something must be happening. Listen, what's that in the sky?" Soldier Li Dazhuang roared. The flames were mixed with a strong smell of gasoline.

"The sound of the Japanese planes.

There are enemy agents providing bombing guidance to the Japanese planes, put out the fire quickly."

When the soldiers heard this, they immediately took off their clothes and started hitting the burning leaves.

"It's on fire, it's on fire, there are enemy agents setting fire, folks hurry up and bring water to put out the fire."

"Wang Xiaohu, quickly notify the leaders at the headquarters and have them move as soon as possible."

"Others quickly put out the fire."

"It's on fire, folks, hurry out to put it out."

"It's on fire, come out and put it out quickly."

As everyone shouted loudly, more and more villagers jumped out of bed.

The villagers rushed over quickly with buckets of water.

They poured buckets of cold water on the raging flames.

Bang, bang, bang...several gunshots were heard.

The enemy agents hiding in the dark fired at the crowd. Their goal was very clear, which was to hold out for two or three minutes and provide guidance for their bombers.

Within these two or three minutes, we must not let the local people put out the fire.

After a few gunshots, several civilians fell to the ground.

The crowd was instantly in chaos, and Wang Xiaohu and his men quickly fought back.

Dense bullets were fired at the Japanese intelligence officer, who quickly retreated.

Four or five soldiers quickly surrounded them from both sides.

What the Japanese enemy spies did not expect was that although several civilians fell, the rest of the people quickly calmed down and once again devoted themselves to extinguishing the fire.

Li Dazhuang ran into the headquarters compound panting.

“My dear leaders, something terrible has happened.

The Japanese enemy agents have lit a bonfire outside the headquarters compound, and the Japanese bombers are coming."

The deputy commander who was standing next to the battle map put down his magnifying glass after hearing this: "Why panic? It's just a few planes. What's the big deal? Just put out the fire outside."

Division Commander Liu quickly persuaded the deputy commander-in-chief: "Boss, let's take shelter first. After all, the Japanese bombs are blind."

The flames outside were put out in less than a minute.

The enemy spy who set the fire was also shot to death.

Everything around fell into darkness.

The plane, which had been guided to the target just now, lost its target in an instant.