Anti-Japanese War Korean Crazy

Han Feng said: "Since we met, it is fate, we can go and pay them a visit."

"Will there be a conflict?" Xu Zilin asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, since these White Russians will appear here, they will naturally be persecuted by the Japanese puppet army. If they have a common enemy, they are friends.

It's just that these guys don't recognize the Soviet regime very much, and we will try to mention this as little as possible when we run into it.

The only problem is the language barrier, it would be great if we have someone who can speak Russian, or they have someone who can speak Chinese. "

To everyone's surprise, Zhao Yeming stood up at this time and said: "The leader's judgment should not be wrong. We had dealings with the Soviets during the Anti-Japanese War. I know a Maozi, I learned Russian from him for a few days, and I can speak a few words.”

"Talent!" The monk exclaimed.

Han Feng said: "Old Xu, please take care of the camp. Monk Old Dong, take two companies with you. Let's go meet these white Russian refugees. Old Zhao, you will be an interpreter for everyone."

"Yes."

The team set off quickly.

Under the absolute disparity in strength, if one side remains friendly, conflicts will naturally not easily occur. Han Feng understands this very well.

Under the guidance of Scud, the men and horses of the two companies arrived at the hidden cave very quickly.

Si Yan'er and several other commando brothers were still waiting in place, and they were overjoyed to see Han Feng and his party, "Regimental Commander, you are finally here."

"How is the situation?" Han Feng looked not far away through the gaps in the branches. The entrance of the cave was blocked by some branches, and it was very quiet outside.

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"Head, we have been staring here. Occasionally, a few people will come out of the cave, and their faces seem to be different. The cave seems to be quite big, and there is still smoke coming out of it from time to time. As for how many people are inside, we don't know. " Four eyes said.

Han Feng said: "You can't enter rashly, Lao Zhao, let's just stand here and shout! Monk, Lao Dong, you pull the teams of the two companies apart, and put your guns in your hands. Just be careful not to point the guns up. People."

"Yes."

"Hey, third brother, isn't this what we call courtesy first and soldiers later?" the monk said cheerfully.

"It's not entirely true, but it has some meaning, Lao Zhao, please speak up!"

"Yes, it's just the leader, what are you calling?" Zhao Yeming asked.

Han Feng said: "Call it casually. The general meaning is that Han Feng, the head of the Far East Regiment of the Anti-Japanese Federation, came to pay a special visit to the Belarusian people. It's almost enough."

"Yes."

Zhao Yeming shouted towards the entrance of the cave. Although his Russian was not very fluent, the general meaning was passed on: "Hello, Belarusian friends in the cave, we are the team of the Anti-Japanese Far East Regiment, and our leader is here to Come to pay a visit to you, and please come out to meet me."

The sound fell, and soon four or five men came out of the cave, all of them looked alert, holding a rifle of a style that the monk and others had never seen before, and confronted Han Feng and his party at a distance.

At this time, Han Feng's advance arrangements worked. A few young men saw two rows of people around them, all of them holding guns, and there were hundreds of them at a glance.

His face was terrified at that time, and he was still yelling into the cave, "Enemy, there are enemies, the Japanese are coming."

Zhao Yeming was so frightened that he said quickly, "My friend, don't misunderstand, we are Chinese, we are Chinese, and we are Chinese soldiers who specialize in killing Japanese."

"Are you Chinese?" The burly White Russian man in the lead was obviously stunned for a moment, and the hostility in his eyes suddenly dissipated when he heard Zhao Yeming say this.

"The information is wrong, don't panic, it's the Chinese soldiers." The Belarusian leader said to the cave again.

Zhao Yeming pointed to Han Feng and said, "This is our regiment leader. It was our sentinel who happened to find you hunting bears and found your residence. After our regiment leader heard about it, he specially brought the soldiers Come to meet you."

"So that's the case, buddy, hello." The white Russian said.

"Head, he greets you!"

"Old Zhao, you ask him how many people are still in the cave, please come out and meet with them!"

"Yes."

After Zhao Yeming translated, the Belarusian leader yelled into the cave, and the Belarusians in the cave began to file out one by one.

Soon, to the astonishment of Han Feng and others, nearly a hundred people came out of the cave. There were many strong men, and there were also children, women and children.

There was still bright red blood dripping from the mouth of one child, and it was unknown if he gnawed on uncooked meat or something.

Han Feng could tell that the faces of these White Russian refugees were extremely lacking in nutrition.

Also, there are not many sources of food in this icy and snowy place. Occasionally hunting a bear may be one of the few sources of food for these people.

At this time, nothing is more effective than the grace of practical actions.

Han Feng and the others all carried dry food for a few days.

"Brothers, bring some of the dry food cakes you can eat to these White Russian friends."

After dozens of catties of bread were delivered, the eyes of the Belarusians who had been hungry for a long time turned green. It is estimated that the bear they hunted before had not had time to be roasted.

One by one, they hit the snow on the ground, randomly grabbed a few handfuls into their mouths, and started to gobble it up.

The Belarusian leader didn't lose his composure, put his right hand on his left shoulder, and bowed 45 degrees to Han Feng to express his gratitude.

After the food was finished, these people's stomachs were full, and they looked at Han Feng and the others one by one, basically without any vigilance, but with a lot of gratitude.

In the subsequent conversation, the leader of Belarus said that he and others have not eaten food for many days since they fled here, and this bear was hunted with great difficulty, and it would not last long at all.

Han Feng asked why these people appeared here, and the leader of Belarus said that he and others were hunted down by the Japanese puppet army, and had no choice but to escape to this deep mountain.

Asked about the weapon in his hand, it turned out to be a Russian-made automatic rifle.

Ask about plans.

The leader of Belarus was very shrewd, he quickly shook his head, expressing that he and his compatriots did not want to fight, and would rather hide in this mountain.

"Old Zhao, tell them that I am willing to invite them to our camp as guests and have a warm meal."

In this way, when they came, the teams of the two companies brought nearly a hundred Belarusian refugees with them when they returned.

On the way, the monk whispered in Dong Chenghai's ear, "The third brother probably has his eyes on the automatic rifles in these old men's hands."

Dong Chenghai nodded sympathetically.

After returning to the camp, it really was a good reception, and Han Feng even had a drink with the White Russian leader.

"According to the current situation, how long will the bear be enough for you to last?"

The head of Bairus had a lot of alcohol, he looked at the monk in a daze, he took a jin of baijiu in a few breaths, and he seemed to be a normal person in a daze.

"To tell you the truth, the bear saved enough to feed us for a week, and within that week we had to find new food.