Before Ye Zhengjun returned to the turret, he took a bucket of clean water from the well in Yang Village and brought it back to the turret, after all, if the wound is not cleaned, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no sequelae. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Back in the turret, Yulan saw that the left side of the other party's face seemed to have an extra mouth, so she quickly took the bucket and dipped the gauze in water to help him clean his wound.

The cold water flowed down his face, and this pain reminded Ye Zhengjun of the soldiers who died in this battle, and also made the joy that had just germinated from the victory disappear in an instant.

The devil is still doing evil in China, the people are still in the midst of water and heat, the victory of a local battle is just early, it is still early to be happy, Ye Zhengjun, who calmed down, secretly reminded himself in his heart.

"Why do you still have a stiff face after all the battles, what do you think?" Yulan has been with Ye Zhengjun for so long, and some of the other party's habits have long been memorized, seeing this, she asked.

"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about whether we will be promoted to another level after this battle."

Of course, Ye Zhengjun would not say what he thought in his heart, now is the time for the soldiers to taste the taste of the wine called victory, if these words are said and spread, it will be too demoralizing, so he casually snorted.

Yulan is a smart woman, knowing that if she really wants to be an official with the other party's ability, she will go up sooner or later, and she can't think about it deliberately, which is too inconsistent with her usual style.

Seeing that Ye Zhengjun didn't want to say it, she followed the words, smiled slightly, and said casually, "Yo, it's only been a few days since you became an official fan?" ”

Yulan is smart.

Is Ye Zhengjun stupid?

Certainly not stupid.

The smile of knowing and the smile of pretending to be very different from the two, Ye Zhengjun was also well-informed before he crossed, and all kinds of people don't say that they recognize everything, and it is no problem to recognize seven or eight points.

He could see at a glance that the other party's smile was by no means the kind that came from the heart, but reluctantly, bitterly, helplessly, and lonely, and he couldn't help but wonder "What's going on, wasn't I quite happy just now?" ”

A rookie is a rookie, even if Ye Zhengjun can lead the pioneer company to create a small and broad miracle, but in terms of feelings, this junior brother is different from the experienced.

In this case, a veteran of the love field is a person with a little experience in love, and the logic is clear.

immediately understood that the reason why the other party had such emotions was because he saw through his lies, felt that he didn't tell the truth to himself, didn't treat her as his own, and said too much, and he might even feel that whatever he said before the war to give birth to a child might be perfunctory.

"I'll have to get food for the warriors, and you can wash the rest yourself." Just when Ye Zhengjun was wondering, Yulan stuffed the gauze in his hand to the other party, quickly turned around and walked away.

"What the hell is going on?" Battalion Commander Ye held gauze in his hand, and watched Yulan walk out of the back of the turret in a daze, and muttered to himself with a confused expression.

"You elm pimple!" As soon as Yulan left, Yun Xiu on the side couldn't stand it, came up and poked the other party's head with his finger, and after scolding, he raised his legs and walked out of the turret.

"Why am I an elm pimple?" Ye Zhengjun, who didn't know what was going on, covered the painful place where he was poked, and shouted unconvinced.

"Alas, with such a wooden thing on the stall, Sister Yulan's life is also bitter." The latter listened to the words coming from behind him, stood at the door of the turret with his feet, shook his head and said in a volume that the other party could hear.

"Tell me what it means." Ye Zhengjun saw that he had let the other party call it a thing, and shouted unhappily.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Seeing this, Yun Xiu quickly left the turret after dropping this sentence lightly.

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"What the hell is it all about?" After the second daughter left, Ye Zhengjun, who really couldn't figure out why he had become an elm pimple, sighed deeply, and couldn't help but think of the sentence that the ancestor said that only villains and women are difficult to raise.

"Brother Jun, I brought my brothers back." As soon as he sighed, Huzi, who came to recover his life, walked into the turret.

Seeing this, the former immediately pulled the other party and asked, "Huzi, do you say I'm an elm pimple?" ”

What, as soon as the words fell, Huzi was stunned, and immediately, his bloodstained face put on an incredible look, and said, "Brother Jun, how can you be an elm pimple, this elm pimple can lead us to win the battle, and you can make five or six types of this gun." ”

Well, well, it's still my big brother Huzi who speaks reliably, Ye Zhengjun looked at Huzi with a smile of admiration like a surging river, nodded, patted the other party's shoulder smugly, and said, "Come on, let's go eat." ”

"Okay, Brother Jun." Huzi was ordered to turn around and leave immediately.

After Huzi left, Battalion Commander Ye Da, who was in a good mood, washed the wound with his feelings, walked briskly up to the officer floor on the second floor, and came to the radio station that was not damaged by the grenade.

He felt that since the 100-regiment battle could be started in advance, there was an opportunity to change the history of the eight-year war of aggression against China.

At this time in 1938, it was the critical period of the Battle of Xuzhou, in the original history, at the beginning of 38 years, the Japanese army retreated without a fight in Han Fuyu, who had 80,000 mercenaries, occupied Jinan, Tai'an, Qufu and other places, and launched a fierce attack on Xuzhou, where the door was opened.

Li Zongren, commander of the Fifth Theater, finally withdrew from Xuzhou after several months of fierce fighting with the Japanese troops from Shanxi, Nanjing, and Shandong, and the Japanese army opened the door to the south, all the way to Guangzhou and Fujian.

But today, if the operation goes well, the devil transportation line on the Shanxi side will immediately be paralyzed under Mr. Peng's leap forward operation.

At this time, if the chairman of the Chongqing Committee can seize the fighter plane to get some troops to go up, and then order the Jin army on the Shanxi side to support along the Jinpu railway, then it is really difficult to say whether this battle will develop like the original history.

Xuzhou is not lost, and the devil's North China and Central China cannot be connected, so this war of aggression against China is still not like that, and it has to be talked about separately.

With the intention of changing history, Ye Zhengjun sat on a stool in front of the radio station and took a telegram.

The first telegram, still respecting Sugiyama Yuan and Yamashita Fengwen of the Japanese North China Front, was mainly disgusting and stumbling on each other, and the telegram even made a fuss about the comparison of the military strength of the two sides.

Some people may say, isn't this brainless, what are you going to provoke the other side when you have this little bit of strength left, in case the Japanese army in anger sends troops again, won't this battle be fought in vain?

But this is what Ye Zhengjun wants, you know, not long ago in the battles of Xinkou and Taiyuan, the Japanese army beat up the two divisions of the Central Army, which are known as the aces of the national army.

Thinking in reverse, the Japanese commander who does not know the situation will believe that the strength of the army is really only a company of 100 people as mentioned above, so the more this happens, the other party will think that the content of the telegram is false and has traps.

After getting the first telegram, Ye Zhengjun immediately took the second copy.

This is for Chairman Chiang, and it reads, "I would like to inform Chairman Chongqing that my name is Ye Zhengjun, and I am a member of the Eighth Group Army, and today I led the vanguard company to kill a wing and occupy the transportation line of the Japanese army in Shanxi.

By the way, my Eighth Route Army has killed so many devils, you have to take care of this equipment and food, you can't just let the horses run and not give the horses enough grass, I don't want to be too high-paid, rice, white flour, pork, beef, just give a hundred tons, and pull ten carts of Chinese and Czech goods.

After the second copy was filmed, Ye Zhengjun was speechless, and he couldn't get enough of the third copy.

The general content is the same as the second part, and I also want to reach out and ask for equipment and food, so I won't repeat it.

After shooting the telegram, Ye Zhengjun turned around and went downstairs to find something to eat, after all, after a night of fighting, everyone will be hungry.

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Just when Ye Zhengjun was having dinner with the soldiers of the Pioneer Company, Mr. Peng, Ye Yichang and others, who set off from Huoling Village with their troops after dawn, also marched halfway.

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