"Nani?"

Ryoichi Yamamoto's good color collapsed in an instant.

He had just said that at this rate of casualties, if half a squad is lost in one day, then six months later, the eight brigades of the 69th Division will be lost.

As soon as the result was finished, the transport team of the Xiji stronghold came to a collective jade fragment again.

The transport team in the Xiji stronghold has half a squad of troops.

That is to say, the loss of troops today has reached a squad!

At this rate, in less than three months, the strength of the 69th Division will be completely lost!

"Yaga Yaru!" Inoue said with a look of annoyance, "I originally thought that by forming a rapid strike team, I could reverse the passive situation in the northwest of Jin. ”

"Now it seems that it is too optimistic."

"The Eighth Route Army is far more cunning and fierce than we imagined."

"They didn't attack the strongholds, but they targeted the convoys of the various strongholds!"

"And the shots were so fierce that almost none of the transport teams could last more than an hour, so that the rapid strike team didn't have time to rush to help."

Speaking of this, Inoue Sadawei said to Yamamoto Ryoichi again: "Yamamoto-kun, it can't go on like this, we must continue to innovate our tactics to ensure the safety of all transport teams!" ”

Yamamoto Ryoyo: "Division Commander, maybe we can learn from Cao Cao." ”

"Cao Cao?" Inoue Sadawei said with a blank face, "What do you learn from him?" ”

"Learn from his real-world strategy." Ryo Yamamoto, "The real is virtual, and the virtual is real." ”

"Hmm." Hearing this, Inoue's expression moved slightly, and he immediately fell into deep thought.

……

Taigu County, Shanxi, Caojiaji.

The dusty Wang Yan appeared at the entrance of the village with Wei Dayong and Duan Peng.

Wang Yan fanned the wind with his clothes, turned around and asked Duan Peng, "Duan Peng, have you inquired clearly?" ”

"I've inquired about it all." Duan Peng said, "Pan Renjia, the commander of the 1st Battalion and 1st Company of the 1st Regiment of the 8th Mixed Brigade of the Puppet Army, is in this Caojiaji, and the one at the end of the village is. ”

"And Pan Ren has been at home these days."

"Because his wife has been sick recently."

"That's good." Wang Yan nodded and said, "Let's go." ”

At that moment, Wang Yan and the three of them pretended to be merchants who collected tobacco leaves, and walked into Cao's family set in a grand manner.

In the middle, he also pretended to look at the tobacco leaves of two families, and refused to accept them because of the quality of the tobacco leaves.

Soon asked about Pan Ren's house, Duan Peng stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Is there anyone?" Is there anyone in there? ”

"Who? Don't knock. A voice came out of the door scolding, "Still knocking? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu killed you for a shitty day? ”

The door opened, and a puppet soldier walked out in a rage.

Duan Peng asked with a smile on his face, "Boss, do you have any tobacco leaves?" ”

"Roll on, we don't have any tobacco here!" The puppet army said impatiently.

In the next second, the puppet army's expression froze, and the whole person froze in place.

Because the muzzle of a twenty-shot box cannon had already pressed against his left and right waists.

"Don't, don't." The puppet army hurriedly raised his hands and said incoherently, "Spare your life." ”

Duan Peng walked into the gate with a shell gun against the puppet army, and Wang Yan and Wei Dayong also followed and closed the door.

At this time, a lazy voice came from the West House: "Kuroko, who the fuck knocked on the door?" ”

Duan Peng took a gun, and the puppet army hurriedly said, "Big brother, it's a tobacco collector." ”

"Tobacco dealers?" The lazy voice didn't breathe, "How many times is this?" Day by day, is it really so profitable to sell tobacco leaves to the northwest of Shanxi? ”

Before the words fell, Wang Yan and Wei Dayong slammed into the window.

After landing on the ground, the two of them turned over and sat up again, and they saw the situation in the house clearly.

I saw a puppet army officer sitting on a chair, looking at Wang Yan and the two in a daze.

Obviously, in the face of this sudden scene, the puppet army officer was a little unable to react.

This officer is naturally Pan Ren, the company commander of the 1st Battalion and 1st Company of the 1st Regiment of the 8th Mixed Brigade of the puppet army.

After two seconds, Pan Ren finally woke up like a dream, and hurriedly reached out to his waist to pull out the gun.

But it was too late, Wang Yan and Wei Dayong's two shell guns had already pressed against his waist and eyes, one left and one right.

Pan Ren didn't dare to move, slowly raised his hand and said: "Eighth master, we have something to say, don't use knives and guns, if you go crazy, it will be terrible, and people will die." ”

At this time, a woman's voice came from the East House: "Ah Ren, what's wrong?" ”

"Mother, it's okay." Pan Ren hurriedly replied loudly, "My son accidentally smashed the door just now, and I will call Carpenter Li to come and repair it tomorrow." ”

"It's really a filial son." Wang Yan said suddenly.

Pan Ren's eyes immediately turned cold, and he said, "Listen, you can do whatever you want to me, but if you dare to be rude to my mother, I will make you regret being a person." ”

"Just you?" Wei Dayong grabbed Pan Ren's shoulders and suddenly exerted force with both hands.

Wei Dayong's knuckles instantly turned white, making a gurgling sound.

Although Wei Dayong is not like Sun Ming who has practiced eagle claw skills, this grasping power is also very terrifying.

Beads of sweat instantly appeared on Pan Ren's forehead, but this guy gritted his teeth and refused to say a word.

Wang Yan waved his hand, Wei Dayong let go of his hand, and Pan Rencai let out a long sigh of relief, and his back was actually soaked in just a moment.

Wang Yan said: "You don't inquire, when did our Eighth Route Army harm the people?" ”

Pan Ren immediately fell silent, he really hadn't heard of any bad deeds of the Eighth Route Army, and the people of the Three Jin Dynasty would give a thumbs up when they talked about the Eighth Route Army, including his wife.

Wang Yan asked again: "However, how do you know that we are the Eighth Route Army?" ”

"I've seen you, the night Taiyuan was lost." Pan Ren said in a low voice, "I also know that you are the living Hades who made the Japanese smell and change, but I never told the Japanese. ”

Wang Yan smiled and said, "Why don't you tell the Japanese?" ”

"It's no good." Pan Ren said abruptly, "Why do you say it? ”

"To be a person and do things, you can't just consider whether there are benefits or not." Wang Yan said, "I believe you have already seen that Japanese devils are like grasshoppers after autumn, and they can't bounce in China for a few days." ”

"For your mother, you should also think about the way back."

Pan Ren's head immediately drooped, and his eyes flickered.

"You can't make up your mind for a while, can you?" Wang Yan said, "This is actually human nature. ”

"Eighth Master Mingjian." Pan Ren hurriedly said, "If I am alone, I will vote for the eight roads, but I still have an old lady at home, and her health is not good, if I vote for the eight roads, can the devil let her go?" ”

"Actually, you don't have to go to us." Wang Yan said with a smile, "I have a better idea, you can continue to stay in the 8th Mixed Brigade, and we can also help you become a battalion commander or even a regiment commander." ”