Bright Sword: Japs, times have changed

Chapter 143 To be honest, we just have no way to serve our country!

After struggling for so long, the sky had already turned pale and the vision became much clearer.

Otherwise, Lin Qiang would not dare to walk over in the dark.

The mortar mounted behind him made him believe that the puppet troops in the artillery tower would not dare to act rashly.

Sure enough, the puppet army platoon leader saw what Lin Qiang and the other two were up to and immediately ordered, "Stop shooting! No one is allowed to shoot without my order. If anyone disobeys, don't blame me for inviting him to be shot!"

The men responded one after another. Even if the platoon leader was not there, they would not shoot at Lin Qiang and his men, not to mention that there were mortars waiting behind them.

The temperature difference between morning and evening is very large after the fall. In order to facilitate marching, the soldiers only wore thin military uniforms. They did not feel cold during the previous activities.

But the stop lasted so long that the soldiers were breathing into their palms.

Seeing this, Feng Deshun had no better solution, so he just ordered the soldiers to get closer together and keep each other warm.

The soldiers in charge of the mortar can only remain ready to go, as their safety is related to Lin Qiang.

Seeing that the soldier holding the artillery shell could not bear the cold, Feng Deshun replaced him himself. He did not let another soldier take over until he could no longer hold on even if he gritted his teeth.

Lin Qiang and the monk also arrived at the bottom of the artillery tower. The puppet army platoon leader was very considerate and came down to open the door to greet them: "Comrades of the Eighth Route Army, please come in."

The monk rushed into the artillery tower first and found that all the puppet soldiers were standing neatly on one side with their weapons and ammunition placed aside.

After confirming that there was no danger, the monk came out and let Lin Qiang enter the artillery tower.

"Comrades, you must be freezing! Hurry up and drink a cup of hot water to warm yourself up!"

The puppet army platoon leader was a man of business. After pouring water for Lin Qiang and the other two, he ordered, "Er Pao, Li Zi, you two take a few people and go deliver the brothers' cotton-padded clothes to the Eighth Route Army comrades outside!"

"Yes!"

"By the way, don't forget to bring hot water to warm up the comrades!"

Lin Qiang didn't say a word from beginning to end. After taking a sip of hot water, he could indeed feel a hint of warmth.

The monk felt like he was back home. He put the food into his mouth as soon as he saw it, and even handed a portion to Lin Qiang.

"Gentlemen, I brought these brothers with me just to make a living. I admit that I did rob people on the road quite a bit, but they were all traitors and lackeys. I never harmed any civilians."

The puppet army platoon leader said excitedly: "If you don't believe me, you can go to the village and ask around. If even one citizen says that we have done anything against the will of heaven and earth, I, Liu Bo, and dozens of my brothers will not waste your bullets and will find a place to shoot ourselves!"

"Wait, what's your name?"

Lin Qiang couldn't help laughing and asked.

"Liu Boyi?"

Liu Boyi!

Lin Qiang couldn't help laughing and said, "It's nothing, it's just that your parents are quite advanced in naming."

"Platoon leader, there's roast chicken!"

The monk didn't know where he found it, but he opened the oil paper, tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Lin Qiang.

"Eat it yourself."

Lin Qiang blocked it with his hand and then asked Liu Boyi, "You should know why I came here, right?"

"Yes! Of course I know!"

To be honest, Liu Boyi was hoping for luck at the beginning, trying to get away with it so that he could continue to live a pretty good life in the artillery tower.

When supplies ran out, they would ask the Japanese for them. When they were short of money, they would just stop a group of traitors and their running dogs on the road and ask for some money. Life was so comfortable.

He also thought about taking his troops to join the Eighth Route Army, and his brothers had no other objections. He did not take action for a long time. To put it bluntly, he was just greedy for temporary happiness.

"Introduce yourself."

Lin Qiang put down the water bowl and said to Liu Boyi, "I am Lin Qiang, the platoon leader of the first platoon of the third company of the first battalion of the independent regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army."

"Platoon leader?"

Hearing Liu Boyi's question, Lin Qiang smiled and asked, "Are you a little disappointed?"

"No no no!"

Liu Boyi said hurriedly: "I was just very surprised."

Who doesn’t know that the Eighth Route Army had poor conditions and backward weapons and equipment?

Not to mention a platoon leader, even a battalion commander may not have mortars under his command. Even if he did, he would not waste the shells on attacking the artillery tower.

The platoon leader in front of him not only had one, but also had three mortars at once. It seemed that the artillery tower in front had been knocked down by one shot.

But Liu Bo didn't care. He was just a little surprised by Lin Qiang's identity.

"Platoon Leader Lin, to be honest, I've had the idea of joining the Eighth Route Army for a long time. Unfortunately, the only guerrillas I encountered were nearby, and they didn't know where your main force was."

Liu Boyi sincerely volunteered the reasons for his previous inaction: "Some of this may not please you, Platoon Leader Lin, but it's the truth. We brothers joined the puppet army just to have enough food to eat, but I can guarantee that we have never oppressed the people. My brothers have no objection to joining the Eighth Route Army, but as a platoon leader, I have to consider them."

"After joining the Eighth Route Army, it didn't matter whether I died on the battlefield or not. My idea was simple. As long as I could feed my brothers, that was enough."

"Platoon Leader Lin, to be honest, we've long wanted to join the Eighth Route Army, but we've had no way to serve our country."

"If there were a better choice, wouldn't brothers be willing to wear this yellow suit, bear the name of a traitor and a running dog, and be despised by the world for the rest of their lives?"

During the period after the large-scale mopping-up operation, the Eighth Route Army's troops were indeed withdrawn to the heart of the defense zone, and there were almost no main force appearances.

Since he wanted to join the Eighth Route Army, Liu Boyi really couldn't join a guerrilla force that didn't even have a regular organization. It would be better for him to continue waiting for a better opportunity in the artillery tower.

Such as now.

He deduced from the three mortars that Lin Qiang's platoon was definitely in good condition, otherwise it would be impossible for them to produce 3 mortars.

He also knew about a series of recent events, including the bombing of Ono Warehouse.

Such a team had long been known throughout the county, but many people who wanted to join it were unable to find it.

Now that there is such an opportunity in front of him, Liu Boyi naturally will not let it go.

"Monk, go and call all the brothers over."

"Yes."

Lin Qiang turned back to Liu Boyi and said, "Did you just contact the Japanese military police to request reinforcements? Call them immediately and tell them that the Eighth Route Army has withdrawn towards Anhua County."

"it is good!"

Liu Boyi personally called the gendarmerie and repeated what Lin Qiang said to the Japanese.

After hanging up the phone, Liu Boyi returned to Lin Qiang and said, "The call is over. The Japanese didn't send any reinforcements from the beginning. However, after hearing that they were retreating towards Anhua County, they asked us to block the Eighth Route Army's retreat."

"It seems that the Japanese want to unite the troops from the two counties to destroy this 'Eighth Route Army' team!"

Lin Qiang chuckled and said, "Let them eat. I hope they can eat their fill."

After Feng Deshun led the soldiers into the artillery tower, the originally spacious place suddenly became crowded, and the puppet army was squeezed to the second floor.

"Take this time to rest and continue the action in half an hour."

Hearing this, Liu Boyi arranged for his men to distribute dry food and water to the soldiers, and then came to Lin Qiang and said, "Platoon Leader Lin, what about us brothers..."

"Be prepared to retreat at any time."

Lin Qiang pondered, "At most we can capture one more artillery tower, and then the Japanese will react. By then, it's time to retreat. Since you want to join us, you should naturally follow us back."

"That's great!"

Liu Boyi was delighted at first, but then he rolled his eyes and asked tentatively, "If there are other puppet soldiers who want to join us, will you accept them, Platoon Leader?"

besides?

Lin Qiang said without any hesitation: "Of course, as long as you want to contribute to the war of resistance, I, Lin Qiang, will accept anyone who comes!"

Then he added: "Just tell me what you are saying from now on. Also, don't salute me once you leave the base."

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