Zhang Liechen also told the truth, once the devil puppet army entered the village, it would be a commotion.

If the people don't take the initiative to take out some things and gather them together to satisfy them, otherwise when they smash open the door and enter the house, there may not be even a single hair left.

Living in the occupied areas, the people were already short of food and clothing, and not only had to pay rent, but also had to take out things from time to time to reward the various troops under different banners who came to the village.

In such a situation of not having enough food and clothing, let alone patriotism, I am afraid that it would be thankful not to hate the troops who came to the village.

Yang Ling originally thought that these people were sincerely treating them, but there were so many twists and turns, but they were actually reluctant, but they were just helpless.

In the future, its third guerrilla detachment will operate in this area, and it will have to rely on these people to provide information and help fight devils.

If you accept these things now, wouldn't it be no different from those puppet soldiers who have plucked their feathers, and they will burn high incense without provoking the people behind their backs, and it will be even more difficult to get their sincere help.

"Beard, stop!"

Yang Ling thought of this floor, and immediately stopped Wang Huzi, and they continued to move things into the house.

Wang Huzi was also full of doubts: "Tuanzao, that's it?"

Yang Ling didn't explain, and ordered: "Let the brothers go door to door to return the things sent by the villagers, we are a team of devils."

"Don't, Chief Yang, these are all sent by the people in the village on their own initiative, let's not want it in vain, instead of letting them give it to the devil puppet army at that time, it is better to let us eat and drink well and fight the devil."

Hearing that Yang Ling wanted Wang Huzi to return these things sent over, Zhang Liechen was the first to be anxious, in his opinion, there was no need at all.

"Deputy Captain Zhang, I also saw it along the way just now, the houses in the village are all dilapidated, and the villagers are not rich, you see that there are so many chickens and ducks sent over, they will be sad in the future."

Zhang Liechen didn't care: "We don't care what we do, it's not what we want them to send, they send it themselves, how can there be any reason to return it."

Seeing Zhang Liechen's stubborn look, Yang Ling didn't bother to explain.

Fighting guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines is not just as simple as eliminating a few devils and puppet armies, the most important thing is to rely on the people in the occupied areas and mobilize them to fight devils together.

When everyone moves and is united with the enemy, no matter how fierce the little devil is, he will fall into the mire.

Previously, Zhang Liechen's third detachment of nearly 1,000 people seemed to be strong, but they could not get the support of the people, in fact, they were a lone army, and after losing the battle, some people immediately fell into the well and were ready to betray them, and they were ready to take them to ask for merit and reward.

If they had received the support of the people, the situation would definitely be different, at least they would have gotten the information before the devil came, not that the devil found out at the door of Qinghe Town.

Moreover, after losing the battle, the common people were afraid of being retaliated against by the devils, so they did not dare to take in the lone stragglers of the guerrilla detachment, but many people took the initiative to provide information to the devils, resulting in heavy losses for them.

And now what Yang Ling needs to do is to turn the situation around, the people can help the devils under the threat of the devil's bayonet, then they can also really win the support of the people through a series of actions, and win the people back over.

Compared with the bayonet threat of the devil soldiers, Yang Ling believes that as long as they are sincerely good to the people, the people will definitely support them to fight the devils, after all, they are all Chinese, otherwise they will not be able to gain a foothold in this area.

Although Wang Huzi didn't understand Yang Ling's intentions, after all, he was also a veteran who followed Yang Ling, and he had always carried out Yang Ling's orders to the letter.

"Don't be stunned, take the things, and we'll go back." Wang Huzi quickly shouted.

"In addition to sending these things back, the grain seized from the Liu family's warehouse will also be sent to each family with 20 catties."

Yang Ling is now willing to win the support of the people for their Third Guerrilla Detachment.

There are dozens of people in Xiaowangzhuang, and each family sends 20 catties of grain, and Zhang Liechen's heart is distressed when he thinks of sending so much, this is simply a blind toss.

But now Yang Ling is the commander of the third detachment, and he, the deputy detachment leader who has just lost the battle, has no right to speak, so he can only rest because he is injured, and he goes into the house to sulk with the support of people.

The brothers took out all the chicken and duck meat that had just been brought into the yard, and then, under the leadership of Wang Huzi, they knocked on the doors one by one with some grain.

The king's beard knocked on the door so loudly that the people who had just sent things home were suddenly startled and worried.

"In charge, they shouldn't be afraid that there are fewer things to send."

Hearing the clattering of the wooden door outside, the women in the house turned white with fright.

The thin man also hurriedly said, "You go to the bed first, someone hides, I'll go out and have a look."

"Master, be careful, give them everything you want, there are still two catties of rice in the rice tank, we are hungry for a few days, and we are used to ...... anyway"

"I know, you go and hide first." The thin man also had a dignified face, lit the lamp, and went out.

"Open the door, open the door, have you slept?" They shouted outside the door.

"Coming, coming, boss." The lean man pulled the wooden deadbolt and opened the door.

Looking at the brothers outside holding torches and carrying things, the thin man was also stunned, and then nodded and said, "Bosses, you are ......"

"Oh, it's nothing, what you just sent here." Wang Huzi asked.

Although he didn't know what was going on, the thin man still answered honestly: "Two fat ducks...... Boss, it's not enough, we still have some millet in the rice tank, I'll go and get it for you. ”

"Don't, don't," Wang Huzi hurriedly said: "We have an order from the regiment, saying that we are a team of devils, not a puppet army that plucks the feathers of geese, so we will send you something back."

Wang Huzi waved behind him, and a brother with two fat ducks in his hand stepped forward and stuffed the fat ducks into the hands of the thin man: "Are these two?"

"Yes, yes......" The thin man hasn't reacted yet, can he get back what he dared to give away? The sun came out in the west.

"Leave twenty catties of rice for their family." The king's beard commanded.

Another brother brought two ten pounds of rice to the thin man.

"Boss, boss, we can't ......" The thin man reacted and hurriedly waved his hand.

"Take it, this is a little bit of our Chief Yang's heart, please take it, take it back and hide it, and keep it for a few full meals."

"This, this is so good." Seeing the bulging rice bag, the thin man's eyes were a little moist, when had he ever encountered such a team.

Wang Huzi and they returned things door to door, and sent out some grain from Liu's family, so that the people of Xiaowangzhuang were grateful to them.

Taking advantage of Wang Huzi's efforts to return the things, Yang Ling was not idle, and found Liang Xiaoshan, a guerrilla who was familiar with the local situation, and asked if there was any nearby place far away from Qinghe Town and with complicated terrain, and was ready to find a place to settle down again.

Qinghe Town, such an important town?