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October has already entered autumn, but the trees in Shandong Province are still full of green. Although the temperature has dropped, it is still a little hot at noon.
Dust is flying on the road, and there are still unharvested corn standing there dryly in the fields. Villages are scattered like stars at night. Wherever the trees are lush and lush, that must be the village. On this great plain formed by the alluvial deposits of the Yellow and Huaihe rivers, the population is relatively dense. This is in sharp contrast to when Zhang Xian came from the Yellow River floodplain area. However, those people who wanted to be at ease stayed far away. As soon as they saw the soldiers crossing the border, they ran away without knowing where they were. The only ones left in the village were some old people who could not live for a few years.
Zhang Xian was very disappointed. He led the 32nd Regiment all the way east from Heze. Although he never disturbed the people, the people here still avoided them as if they were tigers. He just wanted to ask a question. Even if you don't ask about the situation or explore the way, these people always treat them with suspicion and even hostility. Therefore, if he was in a hurry, Zhang Xian would rather go around the village than go in and make others unhappy.
The 32nd Regiment once again became the vanguard of the 11th Division, followed by the 31st Regiment and the 11th Brigade Headquarters and directly affiliated troops. Wu Hua, the leader of the 31st Regiment, caught up from behind at this time. He was ordered by the brigade commander Yang Tao to come and discuss with Zhang Xian where to station at night and how the two regiments could coordinate the vigilance in this area. , anywhere may be attacked by communist troops who don¡¯t know where to come from.
Zhang Xian parked the jeep on the side of the road. The soldiers around him did not stop and were still heading east. He picked up the map and looked at it carefully, pointed to a place and said to Wu Hua: "Here, we will go to Mazhuang today!"
Wu Hua was stunned for a moment and asked him: "Mazhuang? Zhang Xian, are you too careful? We have only walked a few miles. Mazhuang is just ahead. We will be there in half an hour at most!"
Zhang Xian smiled and said to him: "Old Wu, don't forget, we are in a jointly occupied area. I have sent out a plainclothes reconnaissance team. They reported back that the area around Mazhuang is safe, and there are still people in the area ahead. During reconnaissance. Although we move slowly, we can minimize the danger!"
Wu Hua also looked at the map and said, "I think we can go a little further. We can reach Liulin anyway!"
Zhang Xian shook his head and told him: "The scouts from Liulin haven't come back yet, I can't take this risk!"
Wu Hua sighed and said: "Okay, then I'll listen to you." After saying that, he looked at the map again, then pointed at this area with a smile and said: "Haha, look at this poor place, and It¡¯s part dragon and part phoenix, so it¡¯s a nice name!¡±
Zhang Xian was stunned for a moment and asked: "What did you say?"
Wu Hua pointed to a place name and said: "Look, there is a Dragon Collection here, not far away, and there is a Zhang Feng Collection here. Isn't this a dragon and a phoenix?"
After he said this, Zhang Xian couldn't help but laugh.
The two chatted for a few more words, and then Wu Hua turned around. Zhang Xian turned around and looked at his troops passing by. At this time, the third battalion was approaching. Battalion Commander Sha Changhai came on horseback. He pointed, and Sha Changhai immediately jumped off his horse and ran to his side, asking: " Leader, what's the matter?"
Zhang Xian waved his hand and said: "It's nothing, I just want to chat with you, take my car!"
Sha Changhai nodded, but did not look flattered.
The jeep started driving again, and Zhang Xian asked the battalion commander beside him: "Lao Sha, are you transferred from the 18th Brigade?"
"yes!"
"You are also from the 17th phase of Huangpu. Are you from the same phase as me?" Zhang Xian asked.
Sha Changhai smiled awkwardly and said: "Yes, I'm from the Wuhan branch. Although I'm in the same class as you, I don't have as much ability as Tuanzuo. Tuanzuo is already a major general, and I am a major!" "
Zhang Xian also smiled and said: "I heard someone say that your combat ability is quite good. I heard that you saved Huang Xinyuan's life during the Battle of Changde, so he found someone to transfer you to the third level. The Twelve Regiments are here, right?"
Sha Changhai nodded and told him honestly: "Huang Xinyuan is also from the Wuhan branch. He is three realms higher than me. He and I are fellow villagers, so of course he will take care of me!"
"It seems that you are still very much in love with Huang Xinyuan!" Zhang Xian said with some displeasure.
Sha Changhai was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and said seriously: "Tuanzuo, I know that you have always been very suspicious of me because of Huang Xinyuan, but I can tell you that he is him and I am me! Although Huang Xinyuan backs ???This unit has the discipline of the Eighth Route Army! "
Zhang Xian burst out laughing, and Xiong Sanwa next to him once again disliked hearing it and said angrily: "How can the Eighth Route Army compare with our National Army? They just know how to hide behind and grab ready-made goods. I have never seen them fight. After several battles, we waited for the Japanese to be defeated and grabbed the territory faster than anyone else."
Seeing Xiong Sanwa looking so dissatisfied and angry, Uncle Ma fell silent again.
Zhang Xian stopped laughing and asked the old man again: "Uncle, have you ever seen an officer of the Eighth Route Army?"
Uncle Ma glanced at him and asked him, "Are you a regiment leader?"
Zhang Xian nodded: "Yes!"
Uncle Ma said disdainfully: "Not to mention a regiment commander, I have seen even the biggest leader of their Eighth Route Army!"
"Bragging!" Xiong Sanwa didn't believe it either.
"I'm not bragging!" the old man said seriously: "Two days ago, their leader stayed at our house. There were two people, one wearing glasses and the other a short man. I heard all the people shouting Call them chiefs. By the way, that short man speaks Sichuan dialect just like you. Are you from Sichuan too?"
Zhang Xian was stunned for a moment, and without waiting for Xiong Sanwa's reply, he quickly asked: "Oh? The chief you mentioned lived in your house two days ago?"
"Of course! If I'm bragging, I won't be named Ma!" The old man patted his chest.
"Then where did they go?"
Hearing Zhang Xian¡¯s question, Uncle Ma immediately became alert, shook his head and told him: ¡°I don¡¯t know!¡±
Zhang Xian was a little disappointed. Don't think about it. The leader wearing glasses must be Liu Bocheng, and the short man speaking Sichuan dialect must be Deng Xiaoping. They were still here two days ago. So, Liu and Deng's headquarters have always been in Heze. The area is not far away at all, so what will be their target?
Just when Zhang Xian was thinking wildly, he heard a clear gunshot suddenly coming from the entrance of the village. Both he and Xiong Sanwa were stunned. Without waiting for Zhang Xian's order, Xiong Sanwa rushed out of the house first. Zhang Xian quickly said goodbye to the old man Ma and followed him out of the yard. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com