Yangjiagou's militia self-defense captain and sentry bolt hid behind the barren grass of the mound, and looked into the distance with his hands on his eyes, and the bolt's legs trembled like chaff.

"Don't tremble, look at your ......"

Seeing that the sentry bolt was shaking violently, the militia captain couldn't help but turn his head and stare at the bolt and scolded, in fact, he was also scared in his heart.

Although he was the captain of the militia, he was an honest farmer before he was the captain of the militia, and the Northern Jiangsu Corps fired a gun, and he has only fired two bullets until now.

The little devil who infiltrated was so evil that he didn't blink an eye, just like those legendary ghosts, not to mention that the villagers were afraid, he, the militia captain, was also afraid, and he couldn't sleep all night these days.

The bolt was reprimanded, although he forced his body not to tremble, but his eyes looked at the figures on the path that were getting closer and closer, and he was nervous enough to hear his pounding heartbeat.

The path leading to Yangjiagou walked along the ridge in a zigzag, and the group of people who walked towards Yangjiagou did not have the slightest intention of evading it, and directly carried a gun and swaggered over.

After only a few moments, the small black dots that they saw at first became clear, and the group of people talked and laughed, treating this place as if it was their own backyard, without any guard.

"It doesn't seem to be a devil, it's someone from our guerrilla army."

Looking at this group of people from afar, carrying 79 rifles on their backs and wearing neat gray cotton uniforms, the guerrilla leader's hanging heart was mostly relaxed.

When the sentry bolt heard this, he also poked out half of his head from behind a puff of barren grass to take a look, and sure enough, the people who came, whether they were wearing clothes or carrying guns, did not look like devils, and the devils' military uniforms were yellow dog skins, and they all recognized them.

"They're still carrying machine guns."

The bolt pointed to the machine gun on the shoulders of the group of people walking in front of him, full of envy, these regular troops are different, more than a grade higher than the militia in their village in terms of treatment and weapons.

"Eighty percent are here to encircle and suppress the small army of devils." The militia captain judged.

At this moment, more than a dozen young men with various weapons rushed over from the village, and the mist was rising from their mouths.

Yangjiagou's militia team has a total of more than 10 people, five 79 rifles, and most of them still hold cold ice weapons such as red tassel guns in their hands, which can only give themselves courage, and if they want to kill the enemy, they may have been shot and fell before they rushed to the enemy.

"It's not a devil, it's our guerrilla army."

Seeing the militia in the village rushing towards him as if he were facing a great enemy, the tension on the face of the militia captain had subsided.

"You go back quickly, let everyone not go out and hide, and go back to the village, it's our own team that comes over, hurry up and boil water for cooking."

The militia captain gave an order to the militiamen who were gasping for breath, and then straightened his clothes and greeted the team with a smile.

The unit also stopped when they saw the militia captain, and one of them, who looked like an officer, came up alone.

"This is Yangjiagou, right?"

The officer walked up to the militia captain and stopped, and as he spoke, he took out a box of cigarettes from his bosom, took out one and handed it to the militia captain.

"Yes, sir, this is Yangjiagou, and the contemptible person is the militia captain of Yangjiagou, surnamed Zhang."

The militia captain took the cigarette handed by the officer with sincere fear and replied respectfully.

The officer glanced at a tiled house in the col, lit a cigarette for himself, and said, "We are here from the head of the realm, and I heard that a group of devils has been attacking nearby recently, do you know the situation?"

Hearing what the officer said, the militia captain was already sure that this was the guerrilla unit that had come to help them encircle and suppress the small devil unit that had recently caused panic in the people, and he immediately became enthusiastic.

"I know, I know, I attacked Fan Jiawei two days ago, and many people died, but fortunately, my joint defense militia self-defense force rushed to support in time, otherwise Fan Jiawei would have suffered." The militia captain said with palpitations.

"Can you tell us more about the situation, where is the devil going?" The officer asked very seriously.

"They ran away after the attack, and now we don't know where they're hiding."

When the officer heard this, he frowned.

The militia captain looked at the silent smoking officer, and warmly invited: "The commanders have definitely not eaten when they come from afar, it is better to go to the village to eat, and then stay first, and it is not too late to go over when they find the devil."

In fact, the militia captain also has his own careful thoughts, since the guerrillas are coming, they have to be allowed to stay in the village, and with them here, their hearts are much more steady.

The officer pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's fine, then it's a lot of disturbance."

The militia captain waved his hand and said, "Where, you are here to help us fight devils, and we should thank you."

The militia captain led the way, and the team of more than 100 people entered the village in a mighty way, which immediately made the village, which was originally only a hundred people, lively.

Because of the strict military discipline and because Yang Ling said that fighting guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines is like building a house and laying a solid foundation, the relationship between the army and the people is very harmonious, and the troops are very loved by the local people.

Now seeing the arrival of the officers and soldiers of the Northern Jiangsu Corps, although the villagers who had a false alarm were also living in dire straits, they still took out the best things to entertain these officers and soldiers who came from afar.

The troops rested and wandered around the village, and the villagers were busy cooking and preparing for their treats.

"How many people are in the militia joint defense team in your villages? Who is in command in peacetime, and how do you assemble? ”

This officer dragged the militia captain to ask some strange questions, but after all, he was here to help them fight devils, and the militia captain also answered all questions.

"Sir, didn't you say that you only came here in two days, why did you arrive today?"

The militia captain was also puzzled, he received a notification that the guerrillas were coming, but he did not expect that the front foot received the notice, and the back foot they arrived.

"Oh, the military situation is like fire, this little devil is killing people and setting fires everywhere here, how can we sit still, and we rushed over without stopping when we received the order." The officer also snorted and replied with a smile.

"That's right, it's good that you're here, and the little devils won't dare to be arrogant."

The militia captain had always been worried, but now when he saw the guerrillas coming, his hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

Soon, the village was ready to entertain the guerrilla officers and soldiers who had come to their aid.

However, when the officers and men of these guerrilla units saw the food served by the villagers, their faces immediately turned black.

"I said, Captain Zhang, we came all the way to help you fight devils, and you will use this thing to entertain our hard-working brothers?"

"Or did you hide the good stuff and leave it for the devils to eat?"

The officer of this guerrilla unit looked at the food on the table with a somewhat gloomy face.

"No, absolutely not." In the face of the big hat that was buttoned down, the militia captain and the village chief hurriedly denied it.

"This ...... I didn't know you came so quickly, and the preparation was a bit hasty, so please bear with me. The militia captain didn't expect the chief to suddenly turn his face and stammered to try to explain.

"Wait, treat a fart, brothers pin their heads to the waistband of their trousers, this meal doesn't even have a meat, what about monkeys?!" The officer, who had been kind just now, suddenly turned his face and raised his hand to overturn the table.

Outside, the tables were overturned, and the dishes and the food cooked by the villagers were shattered.

"Sir, sir, let's do it again, do it again." The militia captain was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.