Rebirth: I am in Jin-Cha-Ji

"Political Commissar, this is Baldy Pan."

By this time, Baldy Pan had been beaten and was covered in wounds.

This wasn't the guerrillas who were beating him, it was the Songjiazhuang Village Guard. If Wang Qiuyun hadn't stepped forward, Baldy Pan would have been beaten to death on the spot. Wei Hongjun looked at Baldy Pan. He was nicknamed Baldy, but he wasn't actually bald. He didn't know where the nickname came from.

Baldy Pan was about thirty-five or thirty-six years old. Although he was a bandit, he had a dignified appearance.

Looking at Baldy Pan, Wei Hongjun was very surprised. He was reminded of the skit where he saw the line "You, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, have become a traitor." Baldy Pan was a good-looking man, about 1.75 meters tall, and he didn't look like a bandit at all.

It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.

Wei Hongjun couldn't help but say, "Pan Baldy, you're a real man, why don't you do anything else but become a bandit? Being a bandit and stealing money is understandable, but robbing houses, killing people and stealing women is simply a disgrace to your parents."

"Hmph, the victors are kings and the losers are bandits, what's there to say? There are no good people in this world. I'm a bandit, killing people and robbing women. Which of those officials doesn't do the same thing? If they can do it, why can't I?"

Baldy Pan didn't care.

Wang Qiuyun came over and said, "What's the point of talking to a bandit like this who kills and burns people? Take him back and publicly try him and execute him."

"Ah."

Wei Hongjun nodded.

Wang Qiuyun waved his hand and said, "Everyone take it away."

Four hundred prisoners were taken.

Of course, half of them were not bandits, but they still had to be taken away. Only after they were taken away and interrogated could a judgment be made. Wei Hongjun looked at Wang Qiuyun and said, "How is the seizure?"

"Pan Baldy is quite capable, and the bandits have quite a bit of stuff. They've stockpiled a lot of weapons, ammunition, and food. This battle won't be a loss."

Chapter 042 Taking Root in Songjiazhuang

The guerrilla army and the Songjiazhuang village defense team, carrying prisoners and spoils, marched towards Songjiazhuang in a mighty procession. By the time they arrived at Songjiazhuang, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening. Countless torches lit the main road to Songjiazhuang.

Old Master Song came to Wei Hongjun on crutches.

He said excitedly: "Was Baldy Pan really destroyed?"

"Don't worry, old man. We have completely wiped out Pan Baldy's bandits, and we have also captured Pan Baldy."

"Caught, caught?"

"Grandpa, we've captured Baldy Pan. We're keeping him under guard, so he won't be able to escape."

Song Laowu came over and spoke excitedly to Old Master Song.

After hearing this, Old Master Song's hands trembled. He suddenly bowed to Wei Hongjun and said with a trembling voice, "I, I thank Political Commissar Wei and the guerrilla army. You are my benefactors and the benefactors of Songjiazhuang."

"Oh, old man, you are embarrassing me."

Wei Hongjun immediately stepped forward to support Old Master Song.

But Old Master Song shook his head and said, "No, this is all as I should do. Even asking me to kowtow to you is as I should do."

It was only at this time that Wei Hongjun realized that Old Master Song was in tears.

No one could understand what Old Master Song was feeling right now. He had many children and grandchildren throughout his life, but his family was entirely male. He had six children, five boys and one girl. He raised all five sons, but his daughter died young.

When it came to the grandchildren's generation, all the children born were grandsons. It was not until the eldest granddaughter was born that there were female descendants in the family.

It can be said that she grew up being completely spoiled by Old Master Song.

Among all his descendants, he doted on this granddaughter the most. He was afraid she would melt in his mouth, but she was harmed by Pan Tuzi and committed suicide. Old Master Song had always been very strong despite his age, but this blow caused his body to collapse rapidly.

That's the granddaughter I've spoiled since she was a child.

"Political Commissar Wei, I'm here to make my position clear. You guerrillas will always be my friends in Songjiazhuang."

"Grandpa, we, the Eighth Route Army, are the people's own army. We are supposed to protect the people. We will kill bandits like Pan Tuzi if we see them. This is what we should do."

Seeing Old Master Song so excited, and then seeing the people in Songjiazhuang laughing and talking happily, Wei Hongjun had an idea.

There is no obstacle for the Shengxian Anti-Japanese Guerrilla Army to enter Songjiazhuang, and this place will become the Anti-Japanese Guerrilla Army's base in the future.

Songjiazhuang was Wei Hongjun's preferred location for future military headquarters. It was strategically located in the southern part of Sheng County, less than 150 miles from Yuanyuan, the area where the main force of the Jin-Cha-Ji region would operate.

There is a mountain road from Songjiazhuang that leads directly to Laiyuan. Although the road is not easy to walk on, it is also a passage.

A command center was set up in Songjiazhuang, and to the south, we could contact the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region and receive their help. Similarly, when there was a war in the Jin-Cha-Ji Military Region, we could also dispatch troops to help.

"Old Wang, the troops have been settled."

“They’ve all been settled.”

"Come, this is Old Master Song from Songjiazhuang. Old Master, he is the commander of our guerrilla army, Wang Qiuyun. This time, it was Commander Wang who commanded the extermination of Pan Tuzi."

"Commander Wang, thank you."

"Old man, you are seriously ill."

Wang Qiuyun also knew that the troops wanted to be stationed in Songjiazhuang, and that the man in front of him could not be bypassed. So he quickly said:

"Grandpa, we, the Eighth Route Army, are the people's own army. In addition to fighting the Japanese invaders, we must also eliminate these bandits who are causing trouble in the village."

"well."

Old Master Song nodded repeatedly.

He had approached the garrison at first, but they had no interest in it. Unless Songjiazhuang offered a large sum of money, which was too high. Songjiazhuang was just an ordinary village, so how could it possibly come up with that much money?

Especially when you have to take out so much money at once.

Furthermore, as the saying goes, bandits are like combs, soldiers are like combs, and these troops on the provincial borders have little control. While it's said that soldiers from their hometowns won't cause trouble in their hometowns, that's only idealistic. Sheng County, located on the edge of Shanxi, is only nominally part of the province. Normally, the higher-ups don't intervene.

Old Master Song had heard of the Eighth Route Army before, but he wasn't familiar with it. However, just because the Eighth Route Army helped him get revenge, Old Master Song had a favorable impression of the Eighth Route Army. Furthermore, Wang Qiuyun and Wei Hongjun, two Eighth Route Army officers, also left a good impression on him.

"grandfather."

"what happened?"

"Some guerrilla troops who stayed in Songjiazhuang have set up a simple temporary camp west of the village in the past few hours.

They are all going there to spend the night.”

"How can this be possible? It's so cold, and I can't bear to spend the night outside even if I light a fire."

"They said they had military discipline and couldn't disturb the civilians."

"An army of benevolence and righteousness, an army of benevolence and righteousness."

Old Master Song kept praising it.

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "By the way, I heard the guerrilla army singing a song that seemed to be about the Three Disciplines. I didn't hear it clearly. What was that song?"

"I asked about this. Political Commissar Wei said this was the Eighth Route Army's discipline, called the 'Three Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention.' When they were in Yan'an, someone made a song about this discipline."

"Three major disciplines and eight points of attention, do you know what they are?"

"I only remember a few of them. Something like 'All actions must be directed,' and another one that said 'Don't take a single needle or thread from the masses,' and 'Fair trade,' and 'Don't molest women,' and so on. That's all I remember."

"Go quickly and copy the contents of the 'Three Major Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention' for me so I can take a look."

"So where do they live?"

"Since they won't live in the villagers' homes, then we should clear out the village school and ancestral hall. They are the benefactors of Songjiazhuang. How can we let these benefactors live outside?"

"Yes, we also have a school and an ancestral hall. The school and the ancestral hall are large, and everyone can snuggle up and stay warm. They can accommodate hundreds of people."

"Go quickly."

In fact, not all the troops rested at night.

Wei Hongjun didn't rest at all, interrogating these bandits all night long. There were so many bandits, and some of them were captured by the bandits. Even those who came down from the mountains to rob could not all be shot.

So Wei Hongjun and his team interrogated the bandits and wanted to find the most heinous bandits to shoot.

After a night of hard work and a conclusion, a public trial was held in Songjiazhuang the next day. People from a dozen surrounding villages showed up. Baldy Pan's reputation in these areas was truly terrible, and he had harmed countless people. Many of these villages had grudges against him.

So when they heard that Pan Tuzi was going to be publicly tried, everyone came to watch.

The public trial lasted for three days.

Thirty-seven notorious bandits were executed. It's safe to say that Pan Tuzi's bandits had racked up a ton of blood in the region over the years. The public trial of Pan Tuzi's bandits made the guerrilla army famous in the region, even more famous than their fight against the Japanese.

After all, for many rural areas, they have never even seen the shadow of the Japanese. How could they know whether the Japanese were cruel or not? In comparison, Pan Baldy next to him was the biggest villain.

Now that the guerrilla army has eliminated this group of bandits, in their hearts the guerrilla army is the most powerful.

As expected, the guerrilla army's conscription order was issued, and a steady stream of people signed up. Several rural defense teams even enlisted as a whole. And they all brought their weapons with them, bringing over two hundred guns to the guerrilla army. In just over a month, the guerrilla army had swelled to a thousand men, and at this stage, they had no shortage of guns.

However, as the military expanded, logistics became a major problem.

Eating, drinking, defecating and urinating are not trivial matters.

Currently, rent and interest reduction efforts are in full swing in Districts 3, 4, and 5. Wei Hongjun has set his sights on the Women's Rescue Association. Base construction absolutely requires the participation of women. The troops' future uniforms, boots, and even marching rations will all depend on the Women's Rescue Association's assistance.

Now that the situation has stabilized a little, the affairs of the Women's Rescue Association should be put on the agenda.

Chapter 043 Women's Rescue Association

"elder sister."

The establishment of the Women's Rescue Association was not easy.

The main reason was that Wei Hongjun lacked capable women cadres. While there were several female Party members and activists in Sheng County, Wei Hongjun had met them and found them unsuitable candidates for rural women's work.

Many of these local Party members were recruited by Li Shiping. They were previously female students with good propaganda skills, but not suitable for working with rural women.

Wei Hongjun prefers native rural women cadres.

Li Shiping introduced Zheng Liusao, whose original name was Zhang Qiuping. She was the rural female cadre Wei Hongjun was about to entrust with important tasks. However, Wei Hongjun was a young man, and Zhang Qiuping was only a 24-year-old widow, making direct contact difficult. As the saying goes, "A widow's door is full of gossip," and rural gossip is very serious.

Wei Hongjun may not care, but he cannot affect Zhang Qiuping's reputation.

Fortunately, some people in the guerrilla army had a close relationship with Zhang Qiuping.

Zhang Shan, the deputy captain of the special forces team, was Zhang Qiuping's younger brother. So Wei Hongjun brought Zhang Shan to find Zhang Qiuping. Zhang Qiuping was 24 years old, in the prime of her life. Furthermore, she was a student, having even attended a girls' school in Datong.

But now she looks no different from other rural women.

There's no sign that he's ever been to school in a big city.

She was wearing a bulky top, her hair tied up in a casual pile, and was gathering firewood. There were two other people beside her. One was a young girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old. Although her clothes were patched, they were very clean. The other was a boy, about fifteen or sixteen years old. His clothes were much dirtier.

"Little brother."

Zhang Qiuping looked up when she heard Zhang Shan's voice.