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"Quick, move!"

"Take everything you can and don't leave anything for the little devils!"

Datong, Zhangjiakou, and even the surrounding counties, many places have been broken by the Eighth Route Army after days of hard fighting, seeing these large amounts of captured materials, Lei Ming Liu Minghui, Han Xiaolei and other regiment commanders and political commissars, one by one happy blossoms, secretly shouted in their hearts that they have made a fortune.

With so many seizures, the life of the Eighth Route Army, as well as the life of the common people in the liberated areas, will be better.

Not to mention, this time the Eighth Route Army poured out of the nest, not only seized a large amount of materials, but also recovered a large number of Japanese-occupied areas, Anyuan, Wei County, Anyang and so on, the area of the base area has expanded by one-third, and the population has increased by nearly a half!

These benefits aside, the entire strategic plan, also carried out perfectly, encirclement, reinforcements, now not only pulled out the nails, but also to the Japanese puppet army rushing to the aid of a great blow, the whole operation, so far has eliminated more than 1,500 Japanese troops, more than 4,000 puppet troops, and their own casualties, after each regiment is ventilated, the total number is only about 1,600 people, it can be said that from the strategic to the tactical, this is a perfect battle.

"Well, you guys get a few more horses, be careful, do you know what this is? This is the ore crusher, which was to be used to build a steel mill - it took so many brothers to build Datong for these things......"

"My grandfather, this is a steelmaking part, can you do it lightly? I beg you...... It's all money, an ocean of white flowers! ”

Lei Ming was shouting, directing the soldiers to carry them, and looking at these things, the folds of his face came out.

"Commander, I've counted it!"

After Liu Minghui counted all kinds of seized materials, he asked the soldiers and men to transport them away with mules and horses, and happily came over and reported to Lei Ming: "The ocean, more than 70,000, more than 1,300 guns, countless bullets, as well as grain, cotton, I can't calculate it carefully - I'm rich!" ”

"Be quiet!"

Lei Ming's eyes glared: "Less report, let's keep more, it's time for our regiment to change shotguns, and it's time to add some troops, hehehe......"

"It's a violation of discipline!"

Liu Minghui was immediately dissatisfied, this head of the regiment is good at everything, but he is too selfish, and he doesn't like it very much.

"Am I doing this for myself? I'm here for our group! Thunder said angrily.

"That's not good, you make mistakes and pull me to make mistakes together!" Liu Minghui sternly refused.

"This brainshit!"

Lei Mingqi's nose was crooked, staring at Liu Minghui, he couldn't wait to eat the other party's alive, and said in his heart that such a political commissar was really because his old Lei family ancestor didn't give himself virtue.

"Regiment commander, political commissar, something is wrong!"

The liaison officer who was guarding the radio station and liaising with all parties suddenly screamed: "Those guys from the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment are really bold!" ”

“…… Didn't you just go to the boundary of Tianjin to fight a quiet sea, what's the big deal! ”

As soon as he mentioned Lu Yuan, he was full of unconvinced, before Lu Yuan came, he was a thunder maniac who was famous for being able to fight tough battles, evil battles and strange battles, but as soon as this guy came, all the limelight was stolen by the other party, and it was strange that he could be happy.

"It's not Jinghai, it's Tianjin!"

The liaison officer said: "There was a big explosion at the Japanese headquarters in Tianjin, and according to various intelligence estimates, the tenth ** was done by Lu Yuan!" ”

"What?"

As soon as these words came out, the exclamations of Lei Ming and Liu Minghui almost broke their own throats - they bombed the Japanese army headquarters in Tianjin, is this okay?

"yes......"

The liaison officer also said with a look of surprise: "I have confirmed it three times, there should be no mistake, the underground organization around Tianjin, but the militia armed forces have comprehensively blocked and harassed the Japanese puppet army that encircled and suppressed the troops of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment, and the entire Tianjin perimeter has been turned into a pot of porridge......

"It seems that after this battle, this guy's limelight will probably be overshadowed even by our Eighth Route Army...... The surrounding people, it is estimated that they will only know their independent regiment of the Sichuan Army in the future, and they will no longer remember the regiment of my thunder madman! ”

Lei Ming looked at Liu Minghui stupidly and said, "Do you know why this is happening?" Because all of that guy's seizures were used on their own regiments, and our seizures had to be handed over to a large part - if my Lei Maniac's equipment was as good as his, I would dare to fight Jinghai, and he would be in the limelight? ”

“……”

Seeing that Luyuan's independent regiment of the Sichuan Army has developed from a few people and dozens of people in just a few months to the extent that he dared to go to the border of Tianjin to touch the ass of the Japanese army, Liu Minghui himself was also very unhappy, their regiment and Luyuan's regiment were almost neighbors - who wants to have the same toiling people in their own homes, and now everyone has built high-rise buildings to live in villas, and their own families still live in thatched huts?

"Regiment commander, I thought about it for a while, I wrote ninety percent of the seizures, and one more percent was intercepted, I think it's time for our regiment to upgrade its equipment!" Liu Minghui said.

"That's right-don't do one, don't do two, just intercept thirty percent, and report seventy percent!" Thunder and joy.

Liu Minghui rolled his eyes, this interception of Yicheng had far made him violate his principles.

"Five-in-one?"

Lei Ming shouted, but he didn't expect to get a response from his political commissar, so he turned his head and asked the liaison officer: "How can that bastard dare to blow up the little devil's headquarters?" The most important thing is that it was done - by the way, that guy didn't blow himself up, did he? ”

"I don't know...... Not long after the incident happened, the underground organization over there is still inquiring about the specific situation......"

The liaison officer said: "But with our understanding of Lu Yuan, this guy probably won't have anything to do......"

"Hey, what if this guy died?"

With such a neighbor of the Sichuan Army Independent Regiment as a mirror by his side, Lei Ming felt a lot of pressure on himself, and said with a lamented face: "Now I can understand why Zhou Yu died at a young age back then - both Shengyu and He Shengliang......"

Not only thundering, but Han Xiaolei who beat Zhangjiakou also heard the same news, and suddenly looked melancholy, saying that he was always pressed by thunder maniacs before, and now there is still one more way to this demon, this day, it is really not for people to live, this is the rhythm of the day when there will never be a future!

"Commander, the craftsmen who can burn cement have all been 'invited'!"

The political commissar trotted over and said, behind him, a large group of people dragging their children, women, men and women, and children, their faces were full of reluctance, obviously if it weren't for the guns in the hands of these eight roads, they probably wouldn't follow them if they were killed.

"Fellow villagers, don't look like this, burning cement with the Japanese in this Japanese-occupied area, where is there the joy of burning cement for us Chinese in our Liberated Areas? Don't worry, our Eighth Route Army will not treat you badly, how much salary do you get now, go to the liberated area, I will double it for you, how about it? Han Xiaolei said.

These cement craftsmen looked a little better.

Han Xiaolei's eyes began to gurgle, and he said in his heart that with these craftsmen, when he went back to build the cement factory, he must have a good talk with Lu Yuan's bastard, and secretly leave a cadre share for his own group!

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