The night darkened, but the courtyard of the Liu family in Xiaowangzhuang was full of people and noisy.

In the courtyard of the Liu family, the lights were bright, the banquet had already been set up, and the Liu family's nursing home was bringing fragrant dishes from the kitchen to the table.

The nearly 200 officers and men of the guerrillas who had retreated to Xiaowangzhuang were chased by the devils and the puppet army, and they were covered in rags and dirt, and they had been grumbling with hunger since the morning.

Now in the face of so many good wines and good dishes, where can I still take care of my own image, as soon as the dishes are served, I devoured them, and it looks like I haven't eaten for a few days.

As a matter of fact, although the officers and men of the Third Guerrilla Detachment were stationed in Qinghe Town to fight the devils, after all, the devils were powerful, and their scope of activity was around Qinghe Town, and they were behind enemy lines, so the supply was insufficient, and the officers and men at the grassroots level were also living very hard.

Now Liu Liang, the rich man of the land, is slaughtering pigs and chickens to entertain them, and in the face of these good wine and meat, the gluttonous worms in their stomachs are hooked, and they roll up their sleeves one by one to eat, and they eat with their mouths full of oil.

The brothers set up a table in the courtyard and ate meat and drank a lot of wine, but in the living room, the dishes were more delicate, and Liu Liang personally accompanied Zhang Liechen to eat them.

Although Zhang Liechen was injured and wanted to rest, in the face of Liu Liang's courteous hospitality to them, he still gave face and sat at the table.

Seeing that his subordinates were eating and drinking in the courtyard without the image of a soldier, Zhang Liechen was also a little embarrassed, although they were majestic on the surface, but after all, they were fighting guerrillas in the occupied areas behind enemy lines, and they were not as good as being in the regular army.

"These brothers of mine are rude people and insulting Sven, and I ask Liu Baochang not to be surprised."

Liu Liang is the rich owner of Xiaowangzhuang, and he also made an identity as a security chief at the beginning.

"Where does Chief Zhang say, the bosses are all bold people, but they make the old man quite admired, since he came to my Liu family, then he must eat and drink well, let me do the friendship of the landlord."

Although Liu Liang was full of smiles and beautiful words, his heart was painful, in order to entertain Zhang Liechen and them, he killed pigs and chickens, so how much food did he have to eat to grow up.

But thinking that he stabilized Zhang Liechen and his guerrilla officers and soldiers, and waited until the devils came to wipe them out, and when the time came, he would make meritorious contributions, and he, the chief of the guard, might be able to be promoted to the mayor of Qinghe Town, even if he paid some chicken, duck and fish, it was worth it.

"Come on, sir, eat vegetables and eat vegetables, it's just that the food in our countryside is vulgar, and the chiefs take care of it." Liu Liang warmly greeted the platoon commanders of the guerrillas for dinner.

"Baochang Liu, where is it, we are uninvited, you have entertained us so warmly, and when we recapture Qinghe Town, we must thank you well."

Zhang Liechen and the others were also hungry, and after some politeness, they also moved their chopsticks to eat.

Liu Liang warmly greeted Zhang Liechen and them for dinner, but his eyes kept looking out of the door, thinking why the Japanese hadn't come yet.

Liu Liang can be regarded as willing to spend the capital, the chicken, duck and fish meat are all fully prepared, and a jar of good wine has also been taken out.

"Come, bosses, drink and drink." Under Liu Liang's instructions, the family and the nursing home also followed the toast.

The officers and men of the guerrillas lost the battle this time and sacrificed many brothers, and at this moment they did not refuse to drink from those who came, drinking big bowls and bowls, and venting their grievances with wine.

Zhang Liechen saw that the brothers were all red from drinking, and they were shaking when they walked, and he also felt that something was wrong, but every time he wanted to speak, he was attracted by Liu Liang's words.

And Liu Liang also had his own little calculation, if he drunk the officers and men of these guerrillas, if he tied them up before the Japanese came, and did not have to do it with the Japanese, then his own credit would be greater.

When everyone in the Liu family's compound was drinking enthusiastically, a Liu family took over the guerrilla officers and soldiers who were guarding the courtyard outside the village and rushed into the house in some panic.

"Master, master, there is a group of soldiers ...... outside"

The words of the nursing home made Liu Liang's conscience happy, and he secretly said in his heart that the Japanese had finally come, and when he was about to get up and go out, the people outside had already arrived at the door.

"Huh?" Seeing the people who appeared outside the gate, Liu Liang, who had just stood up, was also stunned, isn't this Japanese?

And Zhang Liechen, who was a little drunk, also found the people coming, and when he saw them wearing the uniforms of the revolutionary army, he was also stunned, and his brain did not react.

Liu kindly asked the guerrilla officers and soldiers to go to the courtyard to drink wine and eat meat, and even the sentry asked the family to help guard the courtyard.

Yang Ling and the others entered Zhuangzi almost unimpeded, and when they arrived at the Liu family's compound, they looked at the people who were drunk and crooked, and they were a little annoyed in their hearts.

On the way over, they saw that a large number of puppet soldiers had rushed over, but these people were still drinking and eating meat here.

There is no sense of vigilance and discipline at all, no wonder they lost the battle in Qinghe Town.

"It's all dying, and you're still eating and drinking here, it's really Yaxing." Yang Ling sneered strangely.

At this moment, the guerrilla officers and soldiers in the courtyard also discovered Yang Ling and their murderous people, and they all wanted to touch their guns, and found that their guns were gone.

"Hey, where's Lao Tzu's gun?"

"Who took Lao Tzu's gun away."

These drunken guerrilla officers and soldiers looked around for guns, but they could find them there, and they had already been quietly taken aside by the Liu family's family members while they were drinking.

Zhang Liechen and the others also sensed that something was wrong, and while putting his hand on the pistol on his waist, he asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

"Who am I?" Yang Ling snorted coldly and stepped forward and said, "Contemptible Yang Ling, the new leader of the Third Guerrilla Detachment, Colonel."

Hearing Yang Ling speak, Zhang Liechen finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he was not an enemy.

"Do you have a certificate?" Although Zhang Liechen believed a little, he still wanted to ask more.

"Huzi, show him the letter of appointment-" Yang Ling commanded, and Huzi took the letter of appointment and handed it to Zhang Liechen.

After Zhang Liechen confirmed the doubt, he raised his hand and saluted Yang Ling: "Chief Yang, forgive me for being injured in my humble duties and can't get up ......."

When Liu Liang heard that Yang Ling was the new detachment leader, his heart was also hot, if he wiped them out, wouldn't he make a lot of money, but he still couldn't show it.

"It turned out to be Chief Yang, disrespectful and disrespectful, please take a seat," Liu Liang warmly invited Yang Ling and them to sit down.

"Butler, make arrangements, let the kitchen hurry up and make more wine and food, Chief Yang, they must be hungry after a long journey."

"Howler!" The butler said that he was leaving.

"Who dares to move!"

Before the butler could take a step, Wang Huzi viciously put the muzzle of the gun on the butler's chest, so frightened that the butler broke out in a cold sweat.

"Chief Yang, ...... are you" Seeing Wang Huzi pulling out a gun, Zhang Liechen also didn't understand.

"A large number of puppet troops are rushing here, do you think I still have the heart to eat and drink?" Yang Ling sneered and said, "I'm afraid that if you eat and eat, you will become a ghost under the gun."

"There's a puppet army coming?!" When Zhang Liechen heard this, the wine was half sober.

"Absolutely."

"Chief Yang, you don't know the situation when you first arrive, the enemy is strong, let's move quickly, otherwise we won't be able to leave if we are surrounded."

Zhang Liechen and the others were really frightened by the fierce fire in the morning, and when they heard that the enemy was coming, they subconsciously wanted to run.