"Okay." The adjutant nodded, and then said: "Commissioner, you asked us to investigate why the devils are looking for those Dings, and we haven't found out yet, but last night we intercepted the telegram from the devils, which said to stop searching, but I don't know if it's true or not?" ”

"Oh?" Commissar Jiang frowned and said, "Whether it's true or not, we must find out why the devil uses these tripods." ”

Then, he said to himself: "There are dozens of them in my house, but I don't know what's the use?" ”

"Yes." The adjutant nodded again, and then reminded: "Commissar Jiang, the plane is ready, when will you leave?" ”

Because Nanjing was surrounded on all sides by devil troops, and it was about to become a battlefield, CPPCC National Committee member Chiang convened a meeting of officers at and above the rank of major general last night to make arrangements for the War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, and decided to leave by plane this morning.

"Good. You send another telegram to Director Dai, and ask them to inquire and keep an eye on it, so that they can find the man named Long as soon as possible. ”

As soon as Director Dai received the secret order from Commissar Chiang, he immediately called someone to investigate, and the following replies all said that there was no such person in the military command. However, he did not truthfully report to Committee member Chiang, but said that it might be someone from the sub-station under the military command. That's for another story.

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When Zhao Zilong woke up in the morning, he felt that his body had recovered very well and he was more energetic than before.

He couldn't have imagined that he had slept for an afternoon and a night, but after such a long time of pranayama and recuperation, all the small wounds on his body had basically healed, and the wounds on his thighs had also begun to heal, as long as he didn't get any more water in the future, it was basically no big problem.

Zhao Zilong drilled out of the cave and found that the sky was obscured by clouds and became gloomy.

Looking at what he was wearing, he made the devil military uniform into a camouflage suit, and he couldn't tell that it was the original.

Zhao Zilong found another fish nearby, but when he was about to barbecue, he sensed a group of people coming in the distance, so he hurriedly hid.

From a distance, the group of people were all wearing khaki military uniforms and steel helmets, and they didn't need binoculars, he knew that they were all devil troops.

Zhao Zilong took out his binoculars and saw that the leader was a devil officer riding a tall horse.

He couldn't help but clench his fists, if only there was a rifle at this time, he would definitely shoot that devil.

However, when Zhao Zilong looked at this team again, and he couldn't see the tail for a long time, and it was estimated that it was a team, he had to sigh lightly and give up that idea.

That's right, even if he had a rifle and could shoot this group of devils, but the hills where he was hiding now were only three or four kilometers in size. If you off the devils, it's not fun.

Zhao Zilong could only endure it, and kept hiding there without moving.

This devil team seemed to be in a hurry, they all passed by in a hurry and did not stop.

After the devils left, Zhao Zilong sensed the surroundings, and he found that there seemed to be a group of devil troops in the southeast. He thought about it, and quietly followed a field path in the middle of the two groups of devil troops.

After Zhao Zilong walked a few kilometers, the two devil troops moved to the west and north respectively, so he directly gave up tracking and walked towards the south.

He walked along the wilderness to a high ground and looked at the mountains in the distance.

He remembered that the map marked that this place should be Fangcun Mountain, and it was also the outermost defense line of the Nationalist Army in Nanjing.

However, Zhao Zilong saw that the position had been shattered by artillery shells.

He wanted to see if there were any neutral rifles, but he saw bullet casings and shrapnel all over the ground.

After sighing, Zhao Zilong had no choice but to continue on his way.

After walking another two kilometers, when he noticed that there seemed to be a figure in the crooked cotton field on his right, he quietly lurked over.

As soon as he approached, he saw the bodies of more than a dozen national soldiers, whose wounds had been stabbed with bayonets.

Each of them had more than a dozen knife wounds on their bodies, and the blood on the wounds had not yet dried, indicating that those devils had not gone far.

Damn little devil!

Zhao Zilong suddenly became angry.

He looked around a little more and found that more than a dozen Zhongzheng rifles that had fallen to the ground had been broken, and none of them were good.

Before frowning, he saw a corpse with a rifle pressed underneath.

He walked over and gently removed the body, finding it a young soldier with a pained expression.

And under him was a new Neutral rifle.

Zhao Zilong picked it up and checked it, and found that it was in good condition, but unfortunately there were no bullets.

Zhao Zilong looked for those national-soldiers, but the backpacks were empty, thinking that they left after running out of ammunition and food, and they were killed when they encountered devils in the cotton field.

"Compatriots, I'll kill a few devils to avenge you!"

After burying the dozen or so national armies, Zhao Zilong said silently. With a gun, he immediately wanted to avenge the dead National-Army.

Looking at the traces left by the devil brigade on the ground, Zhao Zilong quickened his pace to catch up.

After walking five kilometers, he saw a team of devils in front of him from a distance. Judging by it, there are about two hundred people, and it should be a squadron of devils.

This squadron of devils walked on the main road, swaggering, and it seemed that it was the direction to Yuhuatai.

Zhao Zilong hurriedly ran up quietly from the left, five or six hundred meters away from the devil.

These devils didn't stop all the way, they hurried non-stop, they walked in a hurry, but the artillery team and baggage team behind were hard, and they gradually distanced themselves from the troops in front.

Zhao Zilong originally wanted to snipe the devil officer in the distance, but when he saw the troops behind him pulling four cannons, he suddenly changed his mind.

The last few times he has been bombarded by the devil's artillery, and he has suffered enough from the artillery, so he has a special hatred for the devil's artillery team.

But how to destroy, destroy these cannons? He couldn't think of a way for a while.

It should be noon, the clouds have dispersed, and the sun has come out, and the sun is more violent.

Zhao Zilong followed quietly, sweating all the time, but he didn't slow down.

When the devil artillery squad and the baggage squad came to a forest, they actually stopped.

"Good opportunity." Seeing this, Zhao Zilong suddenly raised his eyebrows, and his heart was happy.

If these devils keep moving forward, he can't get closer. Now that the devils have stopped, and they are still in the woods, and it seems that they want to rest here, then he has a way.

Zhao Zilong hid quietly in a bush, he picked up the monoculars and watched the movements of the devils in the woods.

The devils pulled four cannons and some wooden boxes to a shady place outside the woods, and then they also went into the woods in twos and threes, and ate something, drank some water, or talked with each other.

The other group of devils also put their baggage on the edge of the woods and entered it.