On March 17, 1942, Zhao Ruohua, an officer of the Security Department of the Lunan Military Region, led 15 soldiers, each carrying a 20-shot barge gun, disguised as a farmer who picked onions and bought vegetables, and quietly came to the market in Shagou (now Shagou Town, Xuecheng District, Zaozhuang City).
According to the secret report of the insider, above the Shagou assembly that day, there would be seven spies lurking in the meantime, waiting for the opportunity to collect military intelligence.
Zhao Ruohua after liberation
That morning, Zhao Ruohua and his comrades, using various breaking tactics, identified the lurking spies from the crowd in the bazaar, and then quietly approached each other, held a gun to the opponent's waist, escorted the other party to a remote place in the market, and strangled them one by one.
On top of the big set, without firing a shot, seven spies were cleverly executed.
After completing the task of hoeing rape, Zhao Ruohua and the others then divided into four groups and rushed back to the Lunan Military Region Security Office station in batches.
Everyone was walking on the road, and suddenly a man dressed in gray came, Zhao Ruohua thought that the other party was just an ordinary passerby passing through here, clinker thought, but heard Liu Zili behind him whispered "heh".
"It's not good, the person in front is a spy, he seems to know me." Liu Zili took two quick steps and approached Zhao Ruohua and whispered.
As soon as the words fell, I saw the man in front of him, and after hesitantly walking a few steps slowly, he turned around sharply, and ran away.
At this time, the distance between the two sides was relatively far, and everyone could not catch up for a while, and Zhao Ruohua was worried that once this person escaped, it would be difficult to catch up, so he moved wisely, and shouted in the direction of the person:
"Run what! It must be eight ways, hurry up! ”
What did he shout out this time, but he was dumbfounded by the agents who were originally determined to escape, what happened? Could it be that these people are their own?
Originally, this person also felt that in the group of people on the opposite side, he looked like a guerrilla he knew before, which was not very accurate, but now he heard the other party shouting to "catch the eighth road!" Suddenly the fox became suspicious, and he couldn't help but slow down his steps, and when he turned back, Zhao Ruohua and the others had already caught up.
"Brothers, brothers, don't, don't get me wrong!" The agent stopped, waved his hand, and took out a box of Japanese-made "Xuguang brand" cigarettes from his pocket, and hurriedly dispersed it to Zhao Ruohua and others with a smile on his face. "It's all my own! Come, please smoke. ”
Zhao Ruohua deliberately straightened his face, waved his hand to block the other party's cigarette, and asked sharply:
"What part are you?"
The agent quickly replied:
"The brother is from the Lincheng Police Department."
Zhao Ruohua listened, frowned, and then muttered with a big grin:
"Lincheng Police Station? Lincheng is a precinct! I said, I've never seen you in the Zaozhuang Police Station! ”
When the agent on the other side heard Zhao Ruohua's tone, he thought more and more that this person was not small, and then nodded and smiled:
"Yes, yes, I'm from the Lincheng Branch, I just said that I slipped my mouth, don't laugh."
Zhao Ruohua smiled, and then nodded to Liu Zili, who had already circled behind the special agent, and the other party took out a pistol and reached behind the special agent.
"You know what we do now, right?" Zhao Ruohua looked at the other party and said with a smile.
Behind him was pressed against the cold barrel of the gun, the agent's body suddenly froze, and then he grinned with difficulty and forced a smile:
"Own people, you are from the detective team? No, it's from the spy team, no, no! The man was obviously a little flustered, "You are big, big prince..."
Seeing the other party's messy look, Zhao Ruohua stretched out his hand and snatched the short gun from the opponent's waist, and then said sharply:
"What nonsense, we are the Eighth Route Army!"
When the special agent heard that Zhao Ruohua and they turned out to be the Eighth Route Army, his face suddenly turned pale, "Oops", his body was soft, and he was about to collapse to the ground, and two team members next to him had already gone up and turned his arms back, and then took out the hemp rope and tied the other party firmly.
Everyone then escorted the person back to the station, and on the way, Zhao Ruohua asked the other party where he planned to go, but he didn't expect that his question would unexpectedly ask a result.
The stuggling agent had obviously given up any resistance, and he honestly answered Zhao Ruohua's question:
"No, Shagou Jiji, I originally planned to go to Shagou Ji to knock on a few eyeless vendors, take money to buy a gift, and send ... Send a friend. ”
Zhao Ruohua hesitated when he heard the other party's words, and asked after him:
"Friends? Which is your friend? What does he do? Why are you giving him a gift? Honestly! ”
Zhao Ruohua's series of questions, like a shuttle gun, one after another, made the agent in front of him a little breathless, he looked at Zhao Ruohua, and had to explain it one by one.
It turned out that the object of this special agent's gift was named Wang Fufa, and this person was going to get married in his hometown in Beiyu Village (now Beiyu Village, Xuecheng District, Zaozhuang City) that day, and invited many traitors, spies, and puppet military leaders to his house to drink happy wine.
The spy in front of him, recently because of the tight gambling hand, thought of going to Shagou Ji to blackmail vendors to collect money and gifts, but he did not expect to meet Zhao Ruohua and them.
"Wang Fufa?" When Zhao Ruohua heard this name, he clenched his fingertips, this name is too familiar to him.
The hoeing team received reports several times and went to arrest this person, but they were always escaped by the other party and pounced. At this time, hearing that Wang Fufa was going to get married tonight, Zhao Ruohua suddenly realized that this was a great opportunity to get rid of this person.
After returning to the station, Zhao Ruohua reported to Captain Liu Jinshan what he had learned, and at ten o'clock that night, Zhao Ruohua led a dozen guerrillas and quietly touched Beiyu Village, near Wang Fufa's yard.
At this time, the banquet had not yet been dispersed, and several tables were set up in the hall and west room. There were three tables in the hall, and more than twenty plainclothes agents at the table were guessing and drinking; Inside the Westinghouse, more than a dozen puppet soldiers with long guns on their backs were toasting and drinking.
Zhao Ruohua nodded to everyone behind him, and then flashed into the courtyard with two team members, while the others quickly occupied advantageous positions outside the courtyard, ready to deal with what would happen later.
Zhao Ruohua took two team members, avoided the hall house, and went straight to the east house, which was lit up and decorated with the appearance of a new house. After opening the door, without seeing the groom official, Zhao Ruohua and others quietly covered the door, taking advantage of the noise in the courtyard, and touched a few places, but they had never seen Wang Fufa.
That's weird! Zhao Ruohua couldn't help but worry, did he run away again? Otherwise, on the wedding night, how could the groom not be at home!
Although Zhao Ruohua and the others were anxious, they still silently looked around the courtyard, and when a few of them came to the door of the south house next to the entrance hall, Zhao Ruohua's eyes couldn't help shrinking.
Wang Fufa!
I saw that under the dim wind lamp, Wang Fufa and a middle-aged man were drinking and chatting in the house.
Zhao Ruohua glanced at the two team members beside him, and then pointed out, "It's him!" ”
The two team members swooped over and pressed Wang Fufa down at once, and just when Zhao Ruohua thought that he was stable, Leng Buding heard a breaking wind in his ears.
Zhao Ruohua subconsciously hid to the side, and Yu Guang glimpsed that the middle-aged man who had been drinking with Wang Fufa before did not know where to draw a machete and slashed it over, the blade grazed Zhao Ruohua's side, and slashed to the ground on the side.
Zhao Ruohua broke out in a cold sweat, immediately pulled out a gun, aimed it at the middle-aged man, fired three shots in a row, and killed him on the spot.
As soon as the gun sounded, the entire courtyard exploded, and the traitors and puppet soldiers of the hall house and the west house rushed out with guns, but they did not expect that there were people shouting outside the house, on the walls of the courtyard, and everywhere in the courtyard:
"Don't move, no one is allowed to move!"
In the panic, I don't know how many people are outside, and a group of Japanese puppet spies and puppet troops look at each other and raise their guns.
At this time, Zhao Ruohua and others escorted Wang Fufa out, and Zhao Ruohua announced loudly in front of everyone:
"Listen, we are the hoeing brigade of the Lunan Military Region, and we were ordered to arrest this heinous agent today. This time, we are not going to carry more people, but if any of you want to be hoeed together, you may as well come out and compete. ”
The muzzle of the gun in Zhao Ruohua's hand swept around the group of enemy troops in front of him, and everyone on the opposite side changed color.
"If you want to live a few more days, don't hurry back to the house and hide, don't touch the gun outside!" Zhao Ruohua raised his gun again, pretending to be calm.
As soon as the words fell, the spies and puppet soldiers in front of them immediately retreated into the house, and in the blink of an eye, only Zhao Ruohua and others were left in the courtyard.
Subsequently, Zhao Ruohua and the others escorted Wang Fufa and calmly left Beiyu and returned safely to the station.
In those blazing years, there were countless grassroots heroes who rose up in the shadows, but eventually disappeared into the long river of history. Although these stories hidden in the long river of history, although little known, are still an indispensable corner of the magnificent picture of the people's war in those years.
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Reference: "Zaozhuang Cultural and Historical Materials"