In an unknown mountainous area in the southeast of Yangyang, four or five hundred people wearing the uniforms of the Eighth Route Army were hiding under trees to rest, or they were hiding from something.

"Regiment commander, it's been figured out that it is the Central Army that is fighting with the devils, and there are quite a few of them, there should be about three regiments!

And there are a lot of devils, there should be two brigades of infantry alone, and there are planes in the sky, and listening to this artillery, in addition to mortars, the artillery of the little devils is definitely not less than one artillery squadron, and all of them are fucking infantry guns, and even mountain artillery! ”

A sharp scout quietly reported to a big man wearing a steel helmet on his head, his eyes slightly squinted, and his face full of stubble and smoking a cigarette, he was Xie Feng, the commander of the third regiment.

They have been out of contact with the division headquarters for four or five days, but fortunately they have not completely lost their way, but there are too many devils, and there are always planes flying in the sky, and it is difficult to walk in broad daylight.

He had also been strafed by an aircraft once before, if it weren't for the timely concealment, and the number of devils' planes was not large, it was estimated that he would have left 200 people in his entire regiment.

"Has the radio been repaired?" Xie Feng asked impatiently.

"It's repaired, but the battery is dead, and we don't have a spare battery, so the radio station doesn't work!"

"Damn, I would have brought a few more spare batteries if I knew it, and now TND is running around like a headless fly, and I can't find the division headquarters, I can't find the brigade headquarters, and I can't even find a brother unit."

"Regiment commander, it's not like you can't find the brother troops, there really is one near us!"

"Who?" The third regiment leader's eyes widened and he threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground.

"Li Huan, you forgot, Li Huan's guerrillas are still stationed in Chen Village!"

"Oh yes, how did I forget about this little bastard?

I heard that the batch of guns sent by the wet cloth before was related to this little brat, and the division commander told me that we should all thank him!

It just so happens that the youngest can get money and food, so let's go to him first to replenish the supplies! ”

The commander of the third regiment made a wishful thinking, and the political commissar on the side was lying on the stretcher and asked:

"Isn't it good to always go to fight the autumn breeze?"

"Commissar, you're awake!" Seeing that the political commissar woke up, the third regiment commander was overjoyed, and hurriedly touched his forehead with his hand and found that it was still very hot.

"How?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that my brain is a little heavy, and my body can't move!" The political commissar of the Third Regiment replied a little confused, but it was already a blessing that people could wake up.

He had been hit in the abdomen by shrapnel during the battle three days earlier, and although he had pulled out large chunks of the short film with his own fingers, the wound was still in danger of festering, and if he did not seek medical attention in time, he would still die.

"Political commissar, don't worry, we will be in Chen Village soon, Li Huan's little kid is the young master of a rich man's family, he must have medicine in his hand, and you will be fine when you get to him!"

"Hehe, Li Huan's kid is not good at talking, you often fight the autumn wind, beware that he really beats you, haha...... Ahem...... "The political commissar of the Third Regiment wanted to laugh when he thought of Li Huan, but since he arrived, it should be fine."

"Commissar, don't worry, isn't it just a little kid? I still don't believe I can't fight him! ”

Half a day later, Li Huan originally wanted to find the way down the third regiment, but he didn't expect that less than two hours after he sent Zheng Xiong and Niu Ergeng out, the people from the third regiment actually came to the door themselves.

"Hello the third regiment leader!" Li Huan hurriedly welcomed people in, and when he saw the length of the line behind him, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

In the past, there were more than 1,000 people in the three regiments, but now it seems that there are at most 500, and there are many wounded people who support each other, and this casualty is really a bit big.

"Don't look, I have a battalion that didn't break through with us, and the rest are all here!"

"The casualties are too great!" While Li Huan brought the people inside, he asked the district team and logistics personnel to hurry up to deal with the wounded.

"Who said it wasn't, Lao Tzu was about to break through, who knew that he suddenly had a few planes in the sky, and then directly killed and injured me more than two companies, who do you say I should reason with?"

The third regiment commander also felt that he was unlucky, took off his steel helmet, and sat casually at a table and drank a large bowl of tea before he quieted down.

"Devil plane?" Li Huan also felt strange, in fact, in recent days, he had also seen planes with devils flying in the sky, but he didn't know who these planes were hitting.

"Don't ask so much, help me see the wounded in our regiment first, and then get us some food, our dry food has almost eaten, and we are almost hungry with our chests and backs!

In addition, my political commissar is seriously injured now, don't you kid know how to have surgery, hurry up and help me take a look! ”

"Don't worry, we have more professional doctors here, and your political commissar will be fine!"

Subsequently, Li Huan asked people to make a lot of wowotou and steamed buns, and even got some luncheon meat, and took out some of the horse meat that was marinated last time, and then got some light salt water, and finally got the three groups of people.

After eating the last piece of luncheon meat, the third head licked the oil on his hand with great satisfaction, and then said:

"Li Huan, you kid follow me, come to me to keep it as a company commander, what do you have to do as a guerrilla leader?"

"Captain Xie, you said that if our head knew that you were blatantly digging into the wall like this, would he use a machete to find you desperately?"

"Uh......" Xie Feng, who was drinking water when he heard this, choked, he understood Liu Fang's personality, and even Wang Yunlong didn't dare to dig into his corner casually.

It can be seen that although Liu Fang looks very amiable on the surface, he can't stop the division commander if he really starts a rush.

"Okay, no matter how good you are, you are still a guerrilla leader, but you are a little younger, and it is a matter of time before you are promoted!"

"In addition, I am going to live with you in the last few days, of course I will not live in vain, I will give you some things you want!"

"What?"

"Iron King Eight!"

"What? Did you drive away my tank? Li Hua was very angry when he thought that his tank was gone, these bastards secretly drove away his tank, and when he heard that it was broken, he felt distressed.

"What is your tank, did your Iron King break the people who are clearly the fifth division? What does it have to do with Lao Tzu? ”

The third regiment commander rolled his eyes angrily, and he was also a little depressed in his heart, why did they have to hand over their tanks to the Fifth Division, just because they came early?

"Then what are you talking about?" Li Huan once again had a question mark on his head.

"Hehe, you don't know, in fact, when I came to you, I had already found out the devils around here!

The Japanese army is fighting against the Central Army, I found a lone tank convoy, a total of three Iron King Eight, although the guards probably have a squad, but there is no support around, as long as we fight well, we can still grab the tank! ”

"Damn, didn't you tell me the good news earlier?" Li Huan also scolded angrily, he really wanted to get another tank.

At this moment, the voice of the system came again:

"Ding, side quest - stealing camp!

Mission content: Sneak attack the devil's tank detachment with the three regiments, and ask to capture at least one Japanese tank!

Reward: Points x668!

Penalty for failure: Chen Village becomes a bombing area! ”