flstandardbreds Chapter 372 Yang Ningyu's Past (Part 2)
Chapter 372 Yang Ningyu's Past (Part 2)
Yang Ningyu sorted through his past memories in his mind, and after about two minutes, he slowly spoke.
"Including this year, this is my fifth year in Bei Province. When I first came to Bei Province, I was ordered by my superiors to infiltrate Er City. At first, the plan went very smoothly."
Soon, thanks to my connection with this greedy traitorous squad leader, I managed to get a job at the police station in Ershi.
Unfortunately, I had only been undercover in the police station for three months when a transmission error put me at risk of exposure, forcing me to withdraw.
After keeping a low profile outside the city for a while, I received orders from my superiors to prepare to develop in Chunshi.
Unexpectedly, they encountered the 9th Army, which was the most active in resisting the Japanese at the time, and they were fighting with the Japanese.
I couldn't resist and took action too. Because of this incident, I was recruited by the 9th Army.
So after reporting to my old commander, I joined the 9th Army with his approval. My purpose in joining the 9th Army was to develop the 9th Army into our comrades.
However, things didn't go as planned, and in less than a year, the 9th Army was also scattered by the Japanese.
At the same time, they temporarily lost the means to contact their old leader.
At that time, I had already become a company commander in the 9th Army.
After the 9th Army was scattered, a week passed without any news from the rest of the 9th Army.
So I had no choice but to lead my 80-odd men and start guerrilla warfare against the Japanese.
The fight lasted for more than three months, but one night when we stayed overnight in a village, we were reported by a traitor in the village.
We were quickly surrounded by Japanese soldiers who had come after hearing the news.
That battle was extremely fierce; the 9th Army soldiers who escaped, including myself, numbered less than 10.
Moreover, most of them were wounded, but fortunately, on the third day of our hiding, we encountered the remaining troops of the 9th Army.
They rescued all eight of us, and the commander of this unit was a deputy regimental commander. At that time, he had more than 600 men under his command.
But the good times didn't last long; unexpectedly, a traitor appeared in the team.
During another operation involving Japanese supply trucks nearby, we were surrounded by a Japanese battalion due to a traitor's betrayal.
We were no match for them, so the deputy commander ordered a breakout.
When I finally broke through, I only had three brothers left with me.
He hid in the woods for over a month before daring to come out and gather information.
Moreover, we've run out of bullets, and it'll be hard to get food from us. So I thought I'd go to a village outside the mountains to replenish our supplies and gather some information.
As luck would have it, the village I was looking for was the infamous Longjian Village in the vicinity.
Unsurprisingly, I got reported again.
Fortunately, we were vigilant and noticed the Japanese patrol before they arrived.
Although there were many of them, the four of us managed to escape.
However, none of the three of them were in good condition, and I was stabbed in the waist.
But perhaps even God couldn't bear to see me suffer anymore, just when I thought I was about to die.
We were discovered by the former leader of Black Wind Village and brought back to the present-day Black Wind Village.
After getting to know him for a while, I discovered that the old leader was actually doing something rather unproductive as a bandit.
Instead of looting and plundering, they focused solely on relentlessly pursuing and attacking the Japanese and their collaborators.
Later, they learned the reason: the old man's entire family was burned down by the Japanese. Except for him, all his family members perished in the fire.
So I settled down and assisted the old leader in fighting the Japanese at Black Wind Stronghold.
Later, the old leader was seriously wounded during an attack on a Japanese outpost. On his deathbed, he entrusted the village to me, and I have been with it ever since.
Bai Xiumei was stunned; her expression was exactly the same as Sha Niu's.
Eyes widened.
Even Bai Xiumei didn't know whether to say Yang Ningyu was lucky or unlucky.
Having survived so many reports and Japanese encirclements, he always managed to escape death by a hair's breadth.
But every time things started to look up, they were brought back to square one.
No wonder Yang Ningyu is so cautious now, refusing to reveal his Red Party identity to Xu Jie.
After being reported by Long Jian so many times, it's time for them to be more careful.
For a moment, Bai Xiumei didn't know how to comfort Yang Ningyu, who was lost in his memories.
A brief silence fell over the hall.
Meanwhile, outside the village...
Gao Qiang divided the team of more than 50 people into 4 groups. He was leading one of the special operations teams to scout south of the village.
Qin Lan then led the silly bear to scout outwards.
At 1 a.m., Qin Lan, whose legs were almost worn thin from running around most of the mountain's foot, found nothing.
The silly bear also sneaked away when she wasn't paying attention.
This annoyed Qin Lan, so she went back the way she came and followed the silly bear's footprints.
Meanwhile, Qin Lan was secretly planning how she would deal with the ungrateful fat bear once she caught up with it.
To Qin Lan's surprise, less than five minutes later, she spotted the silly bear in the distance.
But the bear's movements were a bit strange, as if it was looking down and searching for something.
However, the easygoing Qin Lan put all of this out of her mind in less than a second.
With a burst of speed from his feet, he moved like lightning through the forest, closing the distance between himself and the silly bear.
As Qin Lan rapidly approached, the silly bear, who had been looking down and searching for something, immediately perked up its ears and twitched a few times.
Noticing the commotion behind him, Silly Bear immediately raised his bear face and looked in the direction of the sound. After discovering that the person was Qin Lan, Silly Bear immediately lowered his head and sniffed to continue searching for the source of the smell.
When Qin Lan was about 5 meters away from the silly bear, she leaped high into the air and landed on its broad back.
However, the silly bear was wearing armor, which made Qin Lan's butt hurt a little.
Qin Lan rubbed her slightly sore bottom and gently patted the bear's back.
"You big fat bear, you left without even telling me."
Meanwhile, the silly bear completely ignored Qin Lan, who was causing trouble on its back.
With an extremely serious expression, the bear-like face walked towards Black Tiger Stronghold while sniffing something.
Qin Lan also noticed that something was wrong with the silly bear, and gradually calmed down on its back.
At the same time, it began to twitch its nose, and its two cat eyes began to observe the surrounding situation.
Soon, Qin Lan discovered a half-finished human footprint under a large tree not far away.
Qin Lan's expression instantly hardened, and she jumped off the bear's back, arriving beside the large tree.
He crouched down and carefully examined the footprint.
"Judging from how fresh the footprints are, this person must have left recently."
Qin Lan muttered something to herself, then stood up again and continued searching in the direction the footprints had led.
Qin Lan soon discovered more footprints, and the direction the owner of these footprints was heading was the location of Black Tiger Stronghold.
The silly bear here is also the source of that smell in the air; it's a poorly embroidered purse.
Qin Lan held the purse, which still had the bear's saliva on it, and looked at the Japanese characters embroidered on the edge of the purse.
A chilling killing intent slowly emanated from his body as he muttered to himself.
"Looks like there really are some rats who dare to cause trouble. But you're all unlucky; your grandma has caught you red-handed. Silly bear, follow me."
After muttering to herself, Qin Lan shouted to the silly bear behind her and immediately followed the footprints on the ground into the depths of the forest.
At this time, there was a rock about 5 kilometers away from Black Tiger Village.
A group of short, strangely dressed men in black were rapidly moving into the depths of the forest.
Just then, the leader of the men in black suddenly stopped.
His hands groped around his waist.
"Where's my purse?"