"Report, the devil suddenly stopped attacking, and the whole line retreated 20 miles."

Wuhan will be the headquarters of the Warring States Army, and the signal corps will report to Li Zongren.

"Huh? What kind of tricks is this playing, devil! ”

Hearing the news of the devil's retreat, Li Zongren looked puzzled, he thought that the devil's retreat was likely to lure them to take the initiative to attack, so they were ambushed halfway.

"Commander, what do we do now?" Bai Chongxi next to him asked.

"Send someone to scout it immediately, and then we'll talk about it then." Li Zongren said.

"What the commander said is reasonable, the situation is unclear now, and we must not rush to send troops." Bai Chongxi also agreed with Li Zongren's decision.

But Chen Jinghui, who is in the spring at the moment, is not as casual as Li Zongren, and the devil retreats, which means that their previous ideas are likely to come true, which is not a good thing for him at present.

"Commander, the devil's retreat is likely to be coming at us." Zhang Erzhu, the commander of the first division, said.

"Army Commander, what Division Commander Zhang said makes sense, the devils suddenly retreated on all fronts, and they must have been stimulated by us to take down Xianchun and Luo Tian." Bian Guo said.

"You're right, nine times out of ten, the devils are coming at us. Next, we have to discuss how to deal with it. Chen Jinghui said.

"Commander, I suggest you send a telegram to Commander Chiang, asking him to send troops to support us." A staff officer said.

"Yes, army commander, at present, our troops are a little small, and it is very difficult to win against so many devils. It would be better if Commander-in-Chief Chiang could send troops to contain some of the troops and relieve our pressure. The first division commander said.

"Well, what you said is very reasonable, and it is certain to ask Commander Chiang for help. But...... Let's not hope for him, it's better to figure it out for ourselves. Chen Jinghui said.

"Commander, I think of something, do you remember the batch of arms we hijacked in Jiujiang before?" Li Dali, who had already rushed back, said.

"You mean ......"

As soon as Li Dali mentioned it, the first division commander immediately thought of what he was talking about. But this thing is so good that it will cause international outrage.

"I know what you're talking about, this thing is too dangerous, it's better not to use it as a last resort." Chen Jinghui said.

"Oh, then I didn't say it." Li Dali lowered his head and said depressedly.

"Okay, you'll go and think about it now, and we'll continue to discuss it tomorrow."

Seeing that there was no result for a while, Chen Jinghui disbanded everyone, and then sat there alone and continued to think.

"Vigorously, you wait a minute."

At the moment when Li Dali walked out of the door, Chen Jinghui stopped him.

"Commander, what's the matter?" Li Dali asked.

"You do this, you go ......"

Chen Jinghui came to him with his ear attached to him and whispered some words, and Li Dali, who listened to it, looked at Chen Jinghui with wide eyes.

"What kind of expression do you have, don't you do it quickly!" Chen Jinghui urged.

"Well, oh, right away." Li Dali was startled by Chen Jinghui, and then immediately turned around and left the headquarters.

And at this moment in Nanjing, the Wuhan Battle Headquarters of the Japanese Army, there are also some people sitting and discussing.

"Your Excellency Commander, what do you mean is to stop the attack on Wuhan, transfer the troops over to kill the Flying Fox who occupied Xianchun and Luotian, and then continue to attack Wuhan at the right time." said the chief of staff.

"Well, that's what I mean, let's see how." Okamura nodded in confirmation.

"Your Excellency Commander, what if we stop attacking Wuhan and the base camp is to blame?" A lieutenant general asked.

"And Your Excellency, Commander, if the troops in Chongqing across the river attack us from behind, then we will not be attacked by the enemy at that time." Another lieutenant general said.

"Well, you're right, that's our biggest problem right now. If we come back to deal with the flying fox with a backhand, and the troops in Chongqing will stab us from behind, and then we will be really in trouble. Okamura Ninji said.

"Then find a way to keep the troops on the Chongqing side still, so that there is no way." Said a major general.

"What do you think, tell me about it." Okamura Ninji said.

"Your Excellency, Commander, you should know that the troops in Chongqing are made up of many warlords, and Chiang's Central Army is only a part. And these warlords, many of them only recognize money and not people. The major general said.

"What you mean is that it's not right to bribe those miscellaneous cards in Chongqing, so that they will not move after the war." Okamura asked.

"Yes, Your Excellency, and I already have a candidate here." The Major General stood up and said.

"That's good, I'll leave this matter to you. But I give you time troops, you only have a week, and in a week, I will start the battle against the flying fox. Okamura Ninji said.

"Hay."

The Major General stood affirmatively agreed, and then immediately turned and left the command. His time was limited, and he had to go now.

Three days later, in a private room in a teahouse in Ezhou City, two people were talking about something. One of them was the major general from the Nanjing headquarters three days ago, and the other was a middle-aged man, wearing a traditional cheongsam, sitting with his back to the door.

"Mr. Yamamoto, what are you looking for me for?" The middle-aged man said.

"Mr. Huang, I came to you in a hurry this time to discuss a business with you." Yamamoto said.

"Oh? We are at war on both sides, what business can we talk about. The middle-aged man asked suspiciously.

"Huh...... It is precisely because of the war that there is business to talk about between us, I don't know if Mr. Huang is interested. Yamamoto said with a chuckle.

"Hmm!! Mr. Yamamoto might as well talk about it first. The middle-aged man said.

"Okay, I'll talk about it first. Compared with Mr. Huang, he already knew that a few days ago, our Imperial Japanese Army had retreated 20 miles, far away from the Wuhan battlefield. Do you want to know just why? Yamamoto said.

"Why?" The middle-aged man asked calmly.

"That's because we are ready to give up the Wuhan battlefield to deal with the flying foxes in Jiangxi." Yamamoto said.

"What does this have to do with me?" The middle-aged man asked suspiciously.

"We, General Okamura Ninji, are afraid that during our time against the Flying Fox, your department or others will attack us from behind, so we have entrusted me to discuss this matter with Mr. Huang." Yamamoto said.

"Oh? How so? The middle-aged man asked, still sitting there steadily.

"We suspect that the Flying Fox will definitely ask your Chairman Jiang for help after being attacked by us, and your Chairman Jiang will most likely ask you to send troops at that time." Yamamoto said.

"Even so, then we have no way not to, we are soldiers, and if we are soldiers, we have to carry out orders." The middle-aged man said calmly.

"But we don't want you to send troops, so the purpose of my visit this time is to discuss this time, as long as you make an offer, we will definitely not bargain." Yamamoto said.

"Oh? It depends on what you pay. The middle-aged man asked.

"As long as you promise not to send troops during our attack on Flying Fox, we will give you this price."

Yamamoto held out a hand. But the middle-aged man sat there without moving, without saying a word.

"Why, Mr. Huang thinks it's less." Yamamoto asked.

But the middle-aged man still sat there and didn't say a word, just looked at Yamamoto quietly.

"Oh well! How about we come up with this number. Yamamoto held out two hands.

"Hahaha...... Deal, I'll find an excuse not to send troops when the time comes. ”

At this time, the middle-aged man suddenly laughed, and then slapped the table and agreed.

"However, I still need Mr. Huang's help." Yamamoto said.

"Well said." The middle-aged man said.

"We hope that Mr. Huang, you will contact those division commanders near Ezhou and help us convince them. Of course, we will not let Mr. Huang work in vain, and we will pay you accordingly. Yamamoto said.

"This ......" The middle-aged man began to hesitate. After all, this is not a good thing, and the fewer people who know about it, the better.

"The deposit for this matter, after the matter is completed, we still have a lot of thanks."

Yamamoto pushed a small box in front of the middle-aged man, and then slowly opened it, and the golden light immediately shone inside, and the eyes of the middle-aged man who looked at it lit up.

"Well, I'll try my best to convince them, but I can't guarantee whether it will work out or not." The middle-aged man said as he carried the box over.

"Naturally, as long as Mr. Huang tries to convince them." Yamamoto said.

"Alright, I'll leave first. As for the thing you just said, I'll give you an answer in two days. ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he got up and left the teahouse with the box, and soon disappeared into the crowd on the street. And that Yamamoto was standing at the window, squinting all the time as the middle-aged man disappeared.

"Go and follow him and see if he has done anything for us in the past two days." Yamamoto said into the room.

But as soon as he finished speaking, two men in black tunics appeared from behind the screen of the room, and then went downstairs and followed.

For the next two days, the middle-aged man has been running around in various units, having dinner with this division commander today, drinking with which division commander in a while, or watching a play with another division commander and brigade commander. Anyway, in the past two days, he has almost visited the officers above the national army brigade of the entire Ezhou defense line.

The two Japanese spies who had been following him kept informing Yamamoto of his whereabouts, and Yamamoto was relieved to see that he was really doing things for himself.

On the morning of the third day, the middle-aged man found someone to come to the place where he had met with Yamamoto two days ago and handed an envelope to Yamamoto. As he was leaving, the man had a large box in his hand, which looked very heavy.

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