Little Japan, without a leader, is like a headless fly, scurrying around on the battlefield. Occasionally, one or two undetermined little Japan was killed by the red-eyed warriors.

With the cooperation of everyone, the battle soon ended.

"Deputy head of the regiment, there are two little devils who ran away from his grandmother! I'm going to chase! ”

"Don't chase it, our ancestors have an old saying, 'Poor people don't chase'." Yang Ming stopped Zhang Dabiao, who was red-eyed.

"Besides, just let these two little minions go to the ventilating news, let the other party's commander know how powerful we are, and let them throw a mouse trap, and don't dare to do it easily."

Zhang Dabiao thought about it, but he was a little unwilling, his deputy battalion commander was killed by a cold gun, and he hated it.

"Let the brothers clean up the battlefield first, and collect all the guns that should be replenished, grenades, grenades, mortars, etc., which can be used."

Yang Ming was not like this, he thought in his heart, comforting the depressed Zhang Dabiao, "Don't worry, let's give this group of bitches a big gift in a while." ”

Zhang Dabiao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he didn't even shout for a while, "Lao Yang, do you have an idea?" ”

Yang Ming didn't care, smiled mysteriously, and walked towards Ding Wei, the head of the regiment who was resting on the side.

Ding Wei didn't close his eyes for two whole days, and as soon as the tense battle ended, the tense chord in his heart finally relaxed a little, and he felt sleepy as soon as he sat down.

"Lao Yang, let the head of the regiment rest for a while, let's talk about something here." When the political commissar saw Yang Ming coming, he knew that something must be wrong with him, so he hurriedly walked over lightly, stopped Yang Ming, and said in a low voice.

Yang Ming nodded and pointed to the open space that the soldiers had just cleaned up not far away.

The bodies of the Japanese soldiers were all carried together by the soldiers and burned all in one place. It is impossible to bury it, and I was tired after two days and one night of fighting, and I dug a pit for little Japan? They deserve it too.

The soldiers who died in the Eighth Route Army were buried on the spot.

Although they had just won the battle, their sacrifice this time was too great, and everyone was a little depressed for a while.

"Political commissar, I thought about taking this opportunity, let's go all out and directly take the wing command." If they don't strike while the iron is hot and quickly deal with this group of small Japan, they will definitely have to send reinforcements.

When the time comes, the two forces will be twisted together, and it will definitely be difficult to deal with.

"Instead of waiting for the enemy to attack, let's take the initiative. This group of little Japan would never have thought that we would fight them as soon as we finished fighting. ”

The political commissar pondered for a moment, "No, Comrade Yang Ming, I know that your proposal is good, and I also know that with our current firepower equipment, it will definitely be no problem to destroy the command of the enemy wing." ”

"But look at ...... Look at our comrades, they are too tired and need to rest. ”

Yang Ming's gaze swept in the direction pointed by the political commissar, and his tired faces came into view.

"Warriors are not steel, they are people." The commissar said.

Yang Ming looked distressed.

Victory or defeat in a war is not a happy thing. Although they were victorious, they lost more than a dozen brothers in this war of annihilation.

Now the new regiment has less than seventy men who can fight.

"I'm sorry commissar, but I didn't think about it."

"As far as I know, there is a battalion of puppet troops in Dagu Town, and it would be a good thing if it could fill our regiment."

Yang Ming opened the "thermal imaging visual map" on the system layout, and on the coordinates of Dagu Town, the green dots representing human beings were densely packed.

Unfortunately, the map is now only two-level, and after upgrading to level four, the map can be labeled to show units below the village level.

Which place is the people's home, which place belongs to the barracks, etc., will be clearly marked.

The political commissar also knew about this, and when they came to the poplar forest on the side of Dagu Town to pull a defensive line, they learned about the situation in the vicinity in advance.

"This group of puppet soldiers usually burns, kills, loots, and does all kinds of evil, Lao Yang, are you sure they can obediently follow your ideas?"

The commissars, however, were not optimistic about this kind of thing.

A person's good or bad is usually not seen, but it can be most evident when he meets someone who is weaker than him.

The puppet army said something good, and the people called them "two dogs", "traitors" or "little Japanese lackeys", "traitors", and nodded at the invaders, what kind of good things could they be.

Usually, with the support of Japanese soldiers, they prey on the common people, and when they rushed Japan to fight with the Chinese army, they also turned their guns to fight the Chinese.

It's even more hateful than Little Japan!

"Try it, I'm sure they will make the right choice between obedience and death."

Moreover, even if he does not move this group of two dogs, I believe that Little Japan will use them to fight the Chinese.

"Okay, you look at the people in the group, I only have one request, whether it is successful or not, all of you must return safely." The commissar said solemnly.

"Don't worry."

Yang Ming asked Zhao Ergou and the other 9 soldiers to follow him, and the others stayed behind to garrison the Yanglin position.

Zhang Dabiao originally wanted to follow, but Yang Ming disagreed.

"If you follow me again, who will protect the head of the regiment and the political commissar? The guards are gone, and there are only two people left, are you relieved or am I relieved? ”

Zhang Dabiao had no choice but to give up.

"Brother Zhang, I will tell you in private."

Before leaving, Yang Ming pretended to tell Zhang Dabiao how to arrange the soldiers to defend the position, and took the opportunity to lower his voice and said: "During this time, you must always stay by the side of the regiment commander, this is an order." No matter who asks you to do something, you must never leave the regimental commander's side, and you must protect the regimental commander. ”

"Yes, deputy head of the regiment, please rest assured, I, Zhang Dabiao, risked my life, and I will never let anyone hurt the head of the regiment!"

Although Yang Ming didn't say it explicitly, Zhang Dabiao is smart, although he is impatient, he is also a coarse and fine person, and there must be a reason why Yang Ming said this.

Coupled with the matter of the artillery company, he guessed seven or eight points as soon as he turned around.

"Deputy regiment, let me go in to find out the situation first."

Under the cover of night, Yang Ming and his party set off quickly.

Several of them were good at individual combat quality, and they didn't send a single message along the way, and soon arrived at the hillside not far from Dagu Town, hiding their figures.

"Don't worry, let's find a villager to inquire about the situation first." Yang Ming kept driving the "thermal imaging visual map" along the way, looking at the four small green dots not far away.

Yang Ming asked Zhao Ergou to take the two soldiers to this person's house, and Zhao Ergou set off without hesitation, although he didn't know how Yang Ming was sure that there was someone there.

After a while, Zhao Ergou and the three of them came back.

"it, these animals are not things!" When they came back, their faces were very bad and they looked angry.

Zhao Ergou gritted his teeth, "Deputy head of the regiment, you don't know how hateful this group of animals is!" ”

"What's going on?" Yang Ming asked.

"The commander of the puppet army battalion stationed in Dagu Town is called Wan Shoucai, and this animal really deserves this name."

"Not only do the people in the town who do business hand over half of their daily income, but they also ask each of the people here to offer a young woman, but in three days they will return a corpse, scarred, and it is said that she was tortured to death." Although he was angry, Zhao Ergou, who should have inquired, was not down at all.