I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

There were eighty silver dollars and three small yellow croakers in the wooden box found from the kang well. Xiao Qingshan also hid two hundred silver dollars. Chen Feng didn't want to keep it all for himself. First, there were so many people around, and it was inevitable that some people would be jealous and the news would leak out easily. Second, everyone had made a hard trip, and although they didn't contribute, he still had to count on everyone to bury the body. It was impossible for Chen Feng to bury the body by himself carrying the iron box. It would damage the image of a master.

Call everyone over and divide the money first. Only when the money is divided can there be motivation. Seeing that everyone has gathered around, even the five women have squeezed to one side, Chen Feng patted the iron box he was sitting on, pointed to the open wooden box, and said to Zhang Liang:

My share is under my buttocks. I have picked up all the guns and dollars. It is not easy for brothers to come here. There are three small yellow croakers in the wooden box, worth 80 dollars. I also hid 200 dollars in the haystack next to the wellhead at Xiaoqingshan. Give them to the brothers! In addition, help bury the bodies to prevent plague from spreading nearby.

When everyone heard this, they felt that Chen Feng was very generous. No matter how much they took, the money allocated to everyone was worth more than 400 oceans. It was really not a wasted trip tonight. Zhang Liang did not refuse. Chen Feng had already said it. If he refused again, he would be disregarding his brothers, which was not appropriate. He clasped his fists and thanked Chen Feng. The brothers would work harder after getting the money.

Seeing a group of people looking at him eagerly, Chen Feng asked Wang Hanqiang to divide the money here first, and then deal with the bodies. After Wang Hanqiang and a group of brothers divided the money, they dealt with the bodies in each room.

Chen Feng looked at Zhang Liang:

I have no use for the guns and ammunition, you deal with them!

Zhang Liang had already noticed a pile of guns, bullets and grenades, and looked at Chen Feng:

Even if these things are not new, they are worth one or two thousand dollars. Are you sure you want to give them to me?

Chen Feng smiled calmly, took out an iron nail, circulated his internal energy, sat there and swung it easily. The iron nail actually made a sound of breaking through the air, and with a bang, it was fixed on the tree trunk thirty meters away. He said to Zhang Liang in a relaxed manner:

Do you think that with your abilities, brothers, you will be short of weapons and ammunition in the future?

Zhang Liang understood that Chen Feng was trying to express a certain meaning. It was actually just a warning for self-protection. After all, people are greedy. If he and his group couldn't control their desires, no one could foresee what might happen.

Chen Feng finished pretending, then pointed at the five women and said to Zhang Liang:

They are all poor people. I can't take care of them here. I gave each of them a few dollars. If it's convenient for you, Brother Zhang, please ask the caravan to take them to Linyi City and let them settle down there! Women who have been in bandit dens are not taken care of by their families, and they can't survive around here.

After hearing this, Zhang Liang clasped his fists towards Chen Feng. He was impressed by how thoughtful he was at such a young age.

This is an easy thing to do. You will follow the team back to my house and stay there first. There will be a caravan heading to Linyi tomorrow, so we just need to send one more car.

After that, he asked the women to go into the house and wait, saying that he and Chen Feng had something to discuss. When the women entered the bandit leader's house, Zhang Liang looked at Chen Feng with some embarrassment, and hesitated for a long time before saying:

I also made an oath with you by shaking hands. As long as you take down Daqing Mountain, I will follow you in the future. Now that you have taken down Daqing Mountain, I will keep my word. But I still want to ask you, after you have defeated the bandits nearby, what will you do next? Will you join the warlords? Or will you become the king of the mountain?

Chen Feng looked at Zhang Liang carefully:

Since Brother Zhang asked, I won't hide it from you. My target has never been a few gangsters. I'll tell you my target. If Brother Zhang is interested, then our previous oath will still be taken seriously. If Brother Zhang is not interested, then we can go our separate ways. Brother Zhang is also an old hand and should know that people with different ideals cannot work together, otherwise there will be big trouble.

Zhang Liang's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he looked at Chen Feng:

How about we write it down and learn how to borrow arrows from a straw boat?

Chen Feng was speechless. How many times had he watched the Romance of the Three Kingdoms? He nodded and agreed. Zhang Liang had a pen in his pocket. He opened the lid and shook it. He turned his back and wrote a few words on his hand. He clenched his fist and gave the pen to Chen Feng. Chen Feng took the pen and wrote two words. The two put their hands in the middle and opened them together. Although the words were different, they were very happy. With their thumbs facing up, they clasped their hands together and shook them vigorously. A burst of suppressed laughter came. This moment was frozen. The five women in the room and the servants who were carrying the corpse and digging the pit all felt very strange.

Chen Feng wrote two words on his hand: Devil.

Zhang Liang wrote three words on his hand: Japanese.

Having determined their common goal, the two felt that they had taken a big step closer. Seeing that everyone was still dealing with the corpse, Zhang Liang asked Chen Feng:

Can you tell me what the next steps are?

Chen Feng no longer concealed it and said solemnly:

The Japanese will attack Shandong at the end of this year or the beginning of next year. Han Fuqu is vulnerable and might flee at the sight of the enemy. Tengxian and Xuzhou will become the main battlefields. We do not have the power to change the overall situation, nor do we have the money to recruit a large number of soldiers. If Shandong is occupied by the Japanese, our large numbers will only be cannon fodder. We only need to build an elite team and firmly nail it there, able to attack or defend, adopt guerrilla tactics, and do everything we can to kill and injure the Japanese.

Zhang Liang looked at the direction Chen Feng pointed, which was Baodugu. He couldn't help but wonder:

It’s just a mountain. If a large number of Japanese attack with planes and artillery, can we defend it?

If we can't hold it, we will give up. Our goal is to kill the Japanese, not to defend the territory. What I meant by sticking there is that place is the center. We must make full use of the terrain characteristics of the entire Yimeng Mountain area, send out surprise troops, use special operations, and then talk about it after we form a team. The first requirement for team members is that they can adapt to long-distance raids.

Zhang Liang was very excited when he heard this. He thought that he was just going to fight the bandits and the Japanese with a few servants. He was too simple-minded. After everyone had dealt with the bodies, they assembled the team, took the spoils and set off. They tied the guns, ammunition, food and some valuable things to five carts, one pushing and one blocking in front, and went down the mountain smoothly. Wang Hanqiang wanted to carry the box for Chen Feng, but Chen Feng refused and asked Wang Hanqiang to take about 20 kilograms of ammunition to observe Wang Hanqiang's basic qualities. Seeing this, Zhang Liang also filled the empty wooden box with about 20 kilograms of ammunition, carried it on his shoulders and set off.

The team went down the mountain and headed straight for Xiaoqingshan. They found the two hundred oceans hidden by Chen Feng and were excited again. They collected all the supplies, including guns, ammunition and food. They buried more than ten bodies on the spot and went down Xiaoqingshan. They tied as much of the collected supplies as possible on the carts. The ten people were divided into groups of two and went down the mountain road, with one pushing and one pulling. The team was filled with happy smiles. Chen Feng, Zhang Liang and Wang Hanqiang walked at the back. Each of them carried a box, weighing about twenty pounds. They talked and laughed, and agreed to go to Baoduqiao together tomorrow to survey the terrain and discuss the formation of the team. When they reached the fork in the road, they asked Zhang Liang to keep the team secret and send the five women away as soon as possible. At least Chen Feng must not be exposed. Seeing that Zhang Liang agreed seriously, Chen Feng separated from the team. He had been busy all night and didn't know how worried his father was. He was also very sleepy and wanted to go home and sleep first.