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During the Red Army period, Zeng Quangao only served as a platoon commander and basically had no experience in dealing with prisoners.

What's more, after fighting with the devil for so long, Zeng Quan has never seen the devil captive. And these devils were seriously wounded and could not move, and did not really surrender to the independent regiment.

After hesitating for nearly a minute, Zeng Quan had no solution, and finally kicked the ball directly to the head of the regiment Wang Ping through the radio.

"The regiment commander, the political commissar, the chief of staff urgently telegraphed, there is a tricky matter that you need to solve?" Xu Guang, the commander of the communications platoon, reported with a frown as soon as he walked to the two of them.

"Tricky? Could it be that there is a problem with Lao Zeng's attack on the stronghold? No, there aren't many devils left in the stronghold, and he still has two infantry guns in his hand, even if he smashes it with cannonballs, he can smash the stronghold open! Wang Ping asked rhetorically with a frown.

"No, it's a wounded soldier! The chief of staff found more than fifty seriously wounded in the stronghold on the street, most of the wounded could not move, and the chief of staff did not know what to do with them! Xu Guang hurriedly replied.

"It's not easy, send a telegram back to the chief of staff immediately!" Wang Ping made a decision without thinking about it.

"What would the Japanese do if they ran into our seriously wounded on the battlefield? What the Japanese army did at that time will do now, a tooth for a tooth! ”

Xu Guang was just about to leave, and Cheng Xiao, who understood it, immediately retorted.

"No, you can't give this order, the regiment commander will make a mistake!"

"Those devils are seriously wounded who are defenseless and have no strength to fight back, what is the difference between killing them and slaughtering them at this time. If you let the above know, you will definitely not be able to escape the charge of slaughtering prisoners, after all, we have a policy of preferential treatment of prisoners! ”

"What do you say we should do, Commissar?" Wang Ping asked rhetorically with a frown.

"Take them all back and cause injuries, not to mention whether Lao Zeng has the ability to bring them back to the station. Even if I brought them back to the station, I didn't agree to use the precious medicine on them. After all, many of our wounded soldiers don't have medicine, and if they want to use them, they should first use them for our own soldiers! ”

Seeing that Cheng Xiao didn't speak, Wang Ping continued to analyze: "If you don't take them away and leave them to the devils, in my opinion, it will be a tiger returning to the mountain!" ”

"Now they are seriously wounded, but we all understand that once the seriously wounded recover, they are veterans, veterans with rich combat experience. The devil uses these dozens of veterans to expand a squadron or even a brigade at will. When the time comes, they will kill our warriors and slaughter our people! ”

Although his face had become very gloomy, Cheng Xiao still shook his head and replied: "Regiment leader, we must not touch the prisoner policy, whoever touches it will have a problem!" ”

"I also want to kill these devils who do all kinds of evil, but policy is policy!"

"Bastard!" Wang Ping scolded angrily.

Then he thought about it for a full minute before deciding: "Then let them go, but whether they can survive in the end is up to fate!" ”

"Call back to the Chief of Staff, regardless of the seriously wounded, but the captured medicines and captured devil doctors and nurses must all be brought back, and they can't be given to the devils at all. Also, ask the chief of staff to leave a letter to the devil and tell the devil. ”

"Our Eighth Route Army will not kill the seriously wounded, and if they encounter the wounded of our Eighth Route Army in the future, they must also stay where they are and cannot slaughter them. Otherwise, our independent regiment will definitely not show mercy when it encounters their seriously wounded in the future! ”

"This one can be!" Cheng Xiao affirmed.

On the street base, as soon as Wang Ping called back, Zeng Quan ordered: "Just do what the regiment commander and political commissar say, no matter what they are, whether they can survive or not is left to fate!" ”

Zhou Zhengyang replied very unhappily: "Then they will be cheaper!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a cry full of excitement came!

"Chief of Staff, Company Commander, we found the devil's material warehouse, which is full of food and ammunition, as well as a lot of weapons. Rich, we are rich! ”

"What about the cannon, did you find the cannon!" Zeng Quan was most concerned about the two infantry guns left by the devil in the stronghold, staring at the platoon commander who had just rushed over and asked.

"Intact, right at the door of the warehouse, still wearing a cannon jacket. It must be that the devil's artillery is not enough, and they all went out with the main force, and then they didn't move! The platoon commander replied immediately.

"Let's go, go over and have a look!" Zeng Quan replied excitedly, a pair of eyes can be regarded as anticipation.

After all, it was a supply warehouse for more than 1,500 puppet troops, and its scale was no smaller than the warehouse in the west of the city that Wang Ping took in Laiyuan City.

When he entered the warehouse, the first thing Zeng Quan saw was bags of grain, including rice and white flour, swept over the same, and 100,000 catties must be indispensable!

"This is the food supply of the puppet army for more than 1,000 days for nearly a month, it seems that the devil's plot to establish this stronghold on the street is not small! However, now it's all cheaper for us! ”

"Chief of Staff, the important thing is still to come!" The platoon commander immediately said.

"Here are canned food, at least two hundred boxes, and I guess the devils have hoarded them according to a month's supply."

"In addition, there are a lot of medicines, bedding and other materials, and there are also a lot of piles!"

"At the back are weapons and ammunition, the weapons are all new and unopened, all in boxes, and there is gun oil!"

"All kinds of ammunition are sorted and piled together one by one, which is enough for 1,500 days of puppet army to fight for twenty days without supplies from the outside world!"

Zeng Quan didn't say a word, and went up to pry open a few boxes.

A strong smell of gun oil came directly to the face, and five careful three-eight large lids were very neatly placed in the box, with straw underneath.

"This is a rifle, a total of twenty boxes and a hundred pieces!"

"There are crooked handles, five boxes of five, plus a heavy machine gun that has been assembled, a mortar, and all the rest is ammunition."

"There are infantry artillery shells, mortar shells, grenades, grenades, and all kinds of bullets, devils, pseudo-military, all of them!"

"Rich, really rich!" Zeng Quan exclaimed very excitedly.

"Company Commander Zhou, immediately organize people to forcibly transport materials, and nothing can be left."

"The cart seized from the stronghold is definitely not enough, take the silver dollar and buy it in the town on the street, there must be one in the town! Fight to get everything away before dawn! ”

Looking at these harvests, Zhou Zhengyang is happier than anyone else, because the biggest credit in this is his own.

Without thinking about it, he promised: "Please rest assured, Chief of Staff, I will do it immediately!" ”

Although the Japanese soldiers in the stronghold on the street had a radio station, they were taken out by the captain to chase and kill Yan Song.

Therefore, the main force of the devils, which was more than ten kilometers away, did not know that the stronghold had been broken by the Eighth Route Army.

Although the Japanese troops in Laiyuan City heard the sound of gunfire, they were all in the calculation of the independent regiment for a day today, and before there was conclusive evidence, Ono did not dare to transfer troops based on the sound of gunfire alone!