It was already dark, and all the bandits and prisoners were gathered in the mountain village. As for the registration and identification at the back, it was the affairs of the instructor and local staff, and the instructor was still on the top of the mountain.

Li Yuan can't say hatred for these bandits who do evil, but he will never like them. After all, they are all Chinese and can't even be shot.

In the afternoon, a soldier was killed, and two other soldiers were seriously injured. All the others were denied. More than 20 guerrillas in Langxi were killed. All of them were shot by bandits while pursuing bandits. Wang Shanhe also denied the lottery. Although the bandits had poor shooting skills, there were many people, as many guns were fired, there were naturally more bullets, and casualties were inevitable.

Li Yuan and Company Commander Zhao have arranged to bury the sacred soldiers and recorded their deeds.

There are four ways to deal with bandits in the organization: one, educate them on their thoughts and force them to confess their information. Two, recruit surrenders and encourage those who are conscious to join the Eighth Route Army. Three, those who are unwilling to join the Eighth Route Army but have a good attitude will be sent home to farm. Four, those who are stubborn and commit unforgivable crimes on the old surname will be sentenced to death.

Lao Luo soon received the news that the bandits were scattered, but according to the news from the inside, a group of bandits went up the mountain. This requires reminding the instructor who is still on the mountain to pay attention.

Information from all over the country was constantly gathering. The biggest information was that the Japanese did not station here after they invaded Langxi, and they retreated back to Wuhu with their power.

The soldiers were left secretly whistles from all directions of the mountain village, and vanguards were placed. Five miles away, underground comrades in Langxi were collecting intelligence.

After dinner, the soldiers he brought died. Li Yuan was in a bad mood. He thought that there were still a group of bandits who could not solve the problem, so he was going up the mountain to replace the instructor. The instructors and the political comrades who had to do the trial of "Power of War".

Wang Xiaoer, who came back with Lao Luo, failed to shoot a shot today. He was so depressed that he wanted to follow Li Yuan up the mountain.

Lao Luo wanted to interrogate and identify the bandits, and he had no time to pay attention to this boy, which was annoying.

After asking for Li Yuan's opinion, the boy agreed to follow Li Yuan up the mountain, and arranged a soldier who was familiar with the road to lead the way.

Li Yuan liked this kid a little, smart, and followed Lao Luo, and the instructor was also literate.

Li Yuan led a row of two, four soldiers in four rows, and only these four soldiers were not injured during the afternoon attack.

On the way up the mountain, Li Yuan asked Wang Xiaoer about it.

The soldier who led the way was not very old, and his name was Feng Jie. This one was quite generous. He knew that the afternoon battle was basically commanded by the soldiers brought by Li Yuan, so he was naturally convinced by Li Yuan. He also said everything about Li Yuan's question and told Li Yuan in very detailed details.

Wang Xiaoer's full name is Wang Hongjun. His name is a bit of a reactionary taboo. It is not very useful to the outside world on weekdays. After all, he used to be in the Kuomintang-controlled area. He is thirteen years old this year, and his nickname is Wang Xiaoer. His parents are both old Red Army soldiers.

My father was the commander of the Red Army. When the reactionaries encircled Guangde Qingxi in three years, they were captured by the reactionaries and died heroically. My mother was informed by the traitor while leading the guerrillas and the reactionaries. Wang Xiaoer also had an older sister. The organization sent his sister to northern Shaanxi very early. Wang Xiaoer was too young at that time and planned to send her over to her. When he was eight years old, a comrade in the organization took him with him when he was going to northern Shaanxi. As a result, the boy ran back alone on the way, saying that he wanted to take revenge and fight after he came back.

He got out of trouble and tried his best to try his best. No one could take him away. He stayed in the guerrillas like this. Instructor, Lao Luo taught him to read. He made trouble all day long, digging bird nests, and stealing bullets from the company leader. After stealing bullets, he added five more to the soldiers and changed guns. His shooting skills were better than many new soldiers, and he would not make big mistakes, but he was smart, but he was too young. Seeing that he loved to study, the company commander and the instructor were motivated and looked like his father, and he was open and honest.

There is a joke that he would steal without bullets, and he would only steal the company commander, but he never stole other people's, nor did he steal anything else. The bullets were missing, so the company commander didn't know, but the company commander didn't explain that every time the bullets disappeared, he would ask the instructor to arrest him, put him in a confinement, and study... This kid was really good. He dug a hole in the roof of the confinement room. At night, he went back to the company to sleep in the shops, and in the morning, he went back to the confinement room, climbed trees and walls faster than anyone else.

Feng Jie roughly talked about Wang Xiaoer's situation and paused: "But everyone in our company likes him."

Li Yuan felt a little funny and was in a better mood. This kid is good, it’s just a piece of material. Unfortunately, the country’s education is not good, otherwise he would be a good seedling who studied and served in the army. That day he threw a snake into his house, which was not as simple as Feng Jie said.

Seeing Li Yuan smiling, Feng Jie thought Li Yuan didn't believe it, and added: "What I said is absolutely true. Don't underestimate him. The gun is not accurate. Lao Luo will not let him go to the battlefield today, but he is just a little naughty, but he absolutely has no malice."

Li Yuan looked at Wang Xiaoer who was in front of him with the vanguard, and felt more and more that this kid was a little interesting.

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It was already late at night, and the mountain breeze gently brushed across the bamboo forest on the top of the mountain, with a hint of coolness, floating with the unique fragrance in the bamboo forest.

A torch flickered in the mountain breeze, followed by a tired team, moving from the bamboo forest to the south toward the top of the mountain to the north.

The bandits walked for a day and staggered their pace. The mountain road was not as easy as flat ground. The leaders were not allowed to put two more torches. Some bandits brought dry food to each other and evenly dealt with their roaring belly, moving towards the mountain in the bamboo forest.

The guerrilla vanguards who had discovered that the bandits had not disturbed the bandits' march. They were two miles away from the top of the mountain. Several guerrilla soldiers entered the bamboo forest next to the road and prepared to wrap the bandits around. A soldier returned to the top of the mountain to deliver a letter.

It was almost approaching the top of the mountain. The bandit leader asked the leader to extinguish the torch. A group of people continued to move towards the top of the mountain in the dark. Not long after walking, they turned a corner and found that there was still a fire on the top of the mountain. In the dark night, they finally had a goal. The tired bandits finally recovered a little strength. The bandit leader accelerated their pace in the low shouts.

Looking at the fire on the top of the mountain from afar, there was no one next to the fire. Maybe the guerrillas burned fire to illuminate the surroundings to prevent sneak attacks. The little bandit leader was secretly proud: Such a stupid guerrilla team, if you burned fire to illuminate the road, I wouldn't walk, I would go around the forest. I'll piss you off to death!

The bandits are indeed not stupid. They still have a long snake formation after hiking through the forest, one by one. There is no way. There is no more roads here. The forest on the top of the mountain is dense. I can find this road because there is a direct descendant of the bandits in this group of bandits who are the leader of the bandits Zhang Laojiu. They often come here and are familiar with the paths.

More than 30 people quietly advanced in the bamboo forest and soon advanced from the bamboo forest to the bamboo forest next to the fire, but no one was found. The fire was burning a little big, and the thickest wood was almost as thick as the thighs. It was probably possible to burn for a whole night. It had reached the top of the mountain and you could hear the sounds in the village, as if someone was drinking a celebration wine.

The bandits were stunned. Could it be that the boss and the second boss had already taken the copycat? But why didn’t you send someone to notify us? Just leave a pile of fire to show us the way?

Seeing that there was no one on the top of the mountain, the bandits began to come out of the bamboo forest and leaned against the fire. It was still a little cold. The mountain wind blew the flames in one direction. The bandits put their guns on their shoulders and began to surround the fire, forming a formation surrounding three quads and one. The bandits did not notice that there seemed to be more than ten people in their team.

The little bandit leader found a place to sit down at the closest fire. Although it was raining, the place was dried. It was just too close to the fire. He pulled off the hat on his head in the cold weather, loosened the two cloth buckles, and was about to ask the Zhang Laojiu's direct descendant to go to the village to report a letter and make some drinks.
Chapter completed!