The radio station was fooled away by the old lady, it was a high-power radio, and it was the one that Li and they used before, but the little fat man felt that the radio station of the third squadron was better, so he changed it directly.

I didn't expect the replaced radio station to fly before it was installed on the special combat team, not to mention how sad he was this time!

But at this time, he seemed to notice a trace of abnormality, and asked Uncle Song next to him in a low voice:

"Uncle, why do I feel that something is wrong? Sister, she is so close to our headquarters, if she wants to send a telegram, she can just use the radio station of our headquarters, why do you want to get a radio station by herself? ”

Song Yi smiled and didn't answer, he almost let Xiao Wen fool him before, but when the radio station reached Xiao Wen's hand, he understood everything when he saw the smile on the other party's face.

It's just that this matter is not as bad as imagined, at least this radio station is a correct decision in Xiao Wen's hands.

"Captain, don't think about it, it's definitely a good thing that the radio is in the hands of Team Leader Xiao.

Not to mention that the family is still your sister, of course, this benefit must be obtained by your own family, otherwise the soldiers will think that your elbow is turned out. ”

Li Feng didn't figure it out, but since Uncle Song said so, it means that there is no problem with the matter, and the old sister will take it, anyway, she has taken a lot of her own money, and it is not so bad.

……

This time the casualties of the combat garrison were very large, and the new and old soldiers were added together, and there were almost 500 people, but who knew that after a battle, there was a direct halving, and now there are more than 250 people left.

The rest of the people are either in the hospital or disabled for life, and Li Feng is really broken at this time.

"Damn, this time the battle damage is so big, the strength of the little devil is really strong."

Li Feng looked at the list of battle losses handed over by Uncle Song, not only did he suffer more than 200 casualties, but the most important thing was that more than 100 rifles were damaged, and one-third of the ammunition was consumed.

There were no seizures at all in Wushan Town, at most more than 100 38 Dagai, and the rest were nothing.

Unlike Li Feng, they at least grabbed the devil's airdrop, and there was more or less a squadron of ammunition for a week.

"It's not Captain, if you really talk about it, we will lose this battle!"

Uncle Song on the side was also sulking while smoking, originally they had always taken advantage of the war, who knew that this time they suffered a loss.

On the surface, it seemed that they had killed the third squadron of the devils, but in the end they gained nothing, but lost two or three hundred people.

This is the army that was finally pulled up, the little fat man felt distressed on the side for three minutes, and then he thought of Jin Suijun.

"Uncle, let's send a copy of our battle damage report to the Jin Sui army, but this number has to be changed, you say that we lost 800 people, 1,000 rifles, plus 50,000 rounds of ammunition, and we also borrowed 30,000 oceans of debt.

Okay, that's all I have to think of for the time being, you just send it to them. ”

The corners of Uncle Song's mouth couldn't help twitching, this dead fat man really dared to say it, he exaggerated the battle damage so much, but this was very in line with the captain's character.

"Captain, it's not good to do that!"

It's not so good!

However, why can't you see a bad expression on Uncle Song's face?

Odd!

"What's not so good, let's help them kill the third squadron, you go and ask them, and see which regiment in their car circle is sure to wipe out the third squadron of the devils!"

Get!

The captain knew that he had invited credit, and it seemed that he would not give up without mixing some benefits.

"Okay, I'll have something delivered in the afternoon."

……

In the afternoon, the headquarters of the XX2nd Division of the Jinsui Army.

Syllable!

"Li Feng, this is a ghost! He also lost more than 800 people and more than 1,000 guns, does he have so many people in a full battalion? ”

The division commanders of the Jin Sui Army were about to explode, but the terrible thing was that he couldn't refuse to give this money, on the contrary, he had to give it with a smile.

"Master, this Li Feng is too deceitful, can't the equipment of a full battalion satisfy his appetite before?

Now the lion opened his mouth wide and asked us for so many things, and in my opinion, we should not have seen it. ”

The chief of staff on the side said casually, but at this time, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"This money must be given!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all looked out the door, only to see a man wearing a yellow tweed military uniform, wearing white gloves, and carrying the rank of major general walking in.

"Director Wu!"

The director of the Political Department, a strange official position, is the internal response of Chairman An in the various warlords, but everyone does not dare to offend him, because everyone knows that once they offend him, they will definitely be unlucky in the end.

The chairman of the committee is worried that he will not find an opportunity to attack some miscellaneous troops, and no one wants to hit the muzzle of the gun at this time.

"I don't know what Director Wu means by this?"

The chief of staff on the side asked a little unwillingly.

"Not only do you have to give money, but you also have to give people weapons and equipment, and if it's not enough, then all these things will be left out by the commander.

As for the reason, I think you know better than me.

If the Eighth Route killed the devil's third squadron with a very small casualty price, then what will be the face of the Central Army and the Jin Sui Army in this vicinity in the future?

If you deny it, doesn't it mean that the Central Army and the Jin Sui Army are far inferior to a group of Tubalu, could it be that everyone wants to be willing to be left behind? ”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone's faces changed, and they immediately understood something.

No wonder the division commander did not oppose it from the beginning, and his feelings had already been figured out.

Once the news of the Eighth Route Army's victory in exchange for a very small casualty price spreads, where will the face of the Jin Sui Army and the Central Army go?

After that, do the people of the whole country believe in Tubalu a little more, or do they believe in them a little more?

If they can't rule the country better, how can they continue to exploit the common people?

As soon as I think about it, everything is smooth.

They must give this batch of weapons and equipment, and they must not only give it, but also give it generously and in front of everyone.

Didn't you say that your Eighth Route Army suffered more than 800 casualties? I'll give you a pension of 1,000 people.

Didn't you say that 1000 rifles were damaged? I'll give you a regiment of armament.

……

In this way, everyone will know that it is not that the combat effectiveness of the Central Army and the Jin Sui Army is not good, but that Tubalu paid a heavy price to kill the third squadron of the devil.

The faces of the Central Army and the Jin Sui Army can also look a little better, and the Eighth Route Army will not puncture the facts because of this matter.

"Give!"

This was everyone's final answer, although they were extremely reluctant, but they also had to admit that the Tu Balu named Li Feng did have two brushes, and they were expected to be unable to refuse.

In fact, this is not the case at all, you little fat people don't think about it so much at all, it's these people who speculate and camp all day long, and finally make up a lot of things in their brains.