Under the lead-gray sky, the streets of Qinghe Town were sparsely populated by pedestrians, and the cold wind swirled across the streets, making a loud noise from discarded newspapers.

In the years of war and chaos, the former prosperous Qinghe Town also showed some signs of dilapidation, and the horse team merchants had not been here for a long time.

The roads are not very smooth, the rogues, the routs, the bandits are elusive, there are often some road robberies, and murder and goods often happen.

The Chongqing government is beyond the reach of the fallen areas, and the devil soldiers control the towns, but they can't control the countryside, and they are also powerless, so that many places have become anarchy.

There are several grain stores in the town, although the cloth village and the money village are open, but few people frequent, and the only lively place in the town is the Yingchun Tower, where the devils and the puppet army are frequent visitors.

But today, the Yeye foyer of the Yingchun Building is cold, and the devils and puppet soldiers who used to drink and play money have left the town early in the morning, and the people who stayed behind are also like great enemies.

"What's wrong with this today, there's no one?" Looking at the deserted streets, there is a woman who sells meat for a living with melancholy on her face.

In these chaotic years, men can't survive, let alone these helpless women, so they are forced to do meat business, and in order to survive, they can't care so much.

"I heard that there was a fight on Yu Zhuang's side, and my good friend was called away early in the morning." A woman who knew the inside story said with a smoke ring in her mouth.

"There are a lot of soldiers stationed in Yu Zhuang, who dares to hit Yu Zhuang's attention after eating a leopard?" Someone asked in surprise.

Someone looked left and right, lowered his voice and said: "I heard that it was a guerrilla in the area of Xiaowangzhuang, and I didn't know why I went to Yuzhuang in the south, I'm afraid I also wanted to get some food and money to survive this winter." ”

"I heard that the devils went to a lot of reinforcements, and the guerrillas are afraid that this time they will steal chickens and rice."

"That's not necessarily, the last time they went to encircle and suppress Xiaowangzhuang, didn't they come back in disgrace?"

"Don't say it, how did this Captain Zhang become developed, it has only been a few months since he was driven out of Qinghe Town, and he has made the devil lose the battle again and again, why didn't he find out that he was so powerful before."

"What do you know, I heard that the guerrillas are no longer under the control of Zhang Liechen, what is their name Yang Ling."

"No wonder, I beat the little devil to the ground several times, I see, maybe our Qinghe Town will change the sky again......"

"Shhhh

The old bustard in from the Yingchun Building walked in from outside, and when he heard the women's discussions, his face turned pale with fright, and he looked left and right, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you have nothing to do, go back to me and stay, and then chew the root of your tongue, be careful that I don't give you food." The old bustard warned with a serious face.

The gossiping women also kept silent, looked at the empty street, and felt that there would be no guests today, so they returned to their respective houses in a boring manner.

The old bustard watched as several women returned to the house, and then walked to the backyard step by step, where a middle-aged man was already waiting.

"Did you buy the medicine back?" The middle-aged man asked.

After taking out a packet of medicine from his arms and handing it to the middle-aged man, the bustard asked puzzledly, "What do you want so many mouse pills for?" ”

The man was about to put his hands and feet into his pocket, and replied perfunctorily: "Of course it's poisonous rats, there are many rats in the kitchen, and a lot of food has been stolen." ”

The bustard didn't doubt it much, because he was a good friend, he was doing chores in the devil's camp, and he was responsible for cooking for the devil on weekdays.

"Okay, I'll go first, and I'm going back to cook for the imperial army." After walking a few steps, the man turned back and added, "Don't go out today if you have nothing to do, I'll come back to you in the evening." ”

"Don't gamble, if you lose again, my mother won't have the money to buy things for you." The bustard muttered dissatisfiedly.

The middle-aged man answered, left through the back door, walked through the alley, and went straight to the devil's camp.

At this moment, there are not many troops left in the devil's camp, most of them have left the town to reinforce Yu Zhuang, and only half of the squadron remains in the town.

Soon the middle-aged man arrived at the gate of the devil's camp, and there were still dense craters in the walls, which had been left by the guerrilla attack a week earlier.

The devil's sentinel knew the middle-aged man and quickly let him in, and the middle-aged man went straight to the kitchen.

"Wang San, what the hell are you doing?" As soon as the middle-aged man arrived at the door of the courtyard of the kitchen, he was met by the kitchen manager.

"The old lady in the family is sick......"

Wang San wanted to explain, but before he finished speaking, the steward interrupted him with a straight face.

"Damn, don't you fool Lao Tzu, but someone saw it and entered the Spring Festival Building last night."

The lie was exposed, and Wang San was also stunned and didn't know what to say.

The steward looked at Wang San's mouth and made a smacking voice: "I didn't expect it, you kid is quite good at enjoying it, and you will find Sister Yao." ”

"Isn't this a bad mood after losing money...... Wang San was also full of frustration.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care if you're in a good mood or not, I told you, you left your post without permission, and this month's salary is gone." The steward made a decision directly.

"Steward Zhang, don't, I still count on that money to live." Wang San immediately pleaded with a bitter face.

The steward put his hands behind his back, looked at Wang San coldly, and urged: "Hurry up and work for Lao Tzu, and if you grind again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will deduct next month's salary for you?" ”

Looking at the smug steward, Wang San had a sad face, and had to help carry the food out of the kitchen and prepare to send it to the devils outside.

"You're really, if you're looking for Sister Yao, let's look for Sister Yao, don't you have to come back early, look at it's almost noon now, yes, it's been a month for nothing."

Another handyman also sighed when he saw Wang San's sad face.

Their relative in charge is the puppet army battalion commander Zhang Lezi in Qinghe Town, so he is also showing off his might, and they can't fight these hard and miscellaneous labors, so they can only swallow their anger many times.

However, these miscellaneous servants were recruited by the devils to help with the work, and the devils helped to establish the Greater East Asia Co-prosperity Circle in order to show that they had helped to establish the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere, so they still gave them some wages, after all, the wool is out of the sheep, and the devils are actually not at a loss.

The current policy of the devils is to use all kinds of means to win over the people in the areas they control as much as possible to win over and win support in order to obtain money and food, and as for the people on the side controlled by the Chinese army, they mainly burn, kill, and loot in order to destroy the foundation of the Chinese army.

Soon, the handymen pushed carts and delivered the food and soup prepared in the kitchen to the various outposts on duty of the devils and puppet army in Qinghe Town.

Wang San took advantage of people's inattention and quietly poured the rat poison he got into several wooden barrels filled with hot soup, preparing to give a big gift to the devils.