"I'm a good guy, so many good guys."

Faced with mortars, anti-aircraft guns, Type 92 infantry guns, 2A7 main battle tanks and other majestic weapons that set off in full gear, Hu Xingwang was dumbfounded, and thought he was dreaming.

When did the equipment of the Eighth Route Army become so good?

Not to mention the entire northwest of Shanxi, even if it is placed in the whole of China, there is no team that can be as good as the new group.

"Hahaha, this time you can rest assured." Yang Ming laughed when he saw this, patted Hu Xingwang's shoulder, and signaled him to come back to his senses.

"Don't worry, don't talk about the headquarters of the little devil wing in our regiment, even if it is directly into the base camp of Sakura Country, it will be no problem."

As they spoke, they came to a stop about five or six miles away from the wing headquarters.

It's too close to walk any further.

"Strange, why is the little devil so quiet? We're all right under his nose, why don't we react at all? ”

Ding Wei ordered the soldiers to take their positions according to the plan, the artillery company entered the designated position, and several majestic steel beasts waited quietly behind the position, waiting to play.

When digging trenches, Yang Ming used binoculars to observe the outermost defense of the headquarters, and the headquarters of the first wing of Yuncheng was in a pillbox surrounded by four turrets and high walls, and there were alert machine gun teams guarding the bright and dark places, and the garrison was very strict.

"Don't take it lightly, these little devils must not be holding back good things." The commissar is a very cautious person.

Busy for so long, the fighters have not yet eaten. Some time ago, the materials exchanged were almost eaten, so Yang Ming exchanged some more.

This time, in addition to canned bread and milk, there is also self-heating rice for individual combat.

The soldiers used to endure hardships, but since Li Yunlong took over the new regiment, the situation has improved, usually there are millet, sweet potatoes, corn or something, and when they intercept the troops transporting supplies by the devils, they can occasionally eat a canned stew in a big pot.

Where is it like now, canned food, and today there is self-heating rice for individual soldiers, one serving per person, and the main dish is braised pork.

"Commander, give me a quick beating, I'm not dreaming, am I? This guy is 10,000 times better than the Chinese New Year. The little warrior said, hehe smirked, looking at Yang Ming's gaze with adoration.

"Eat more incense, it's not enough, save your strength for a while and kill a few more little devils!" Yang Ming laughed.

The aroma of self-heating rice soon drifted into the bunker with the wind, causing the little devil who was munching on the compressed biscuits inside to drool, and suddenly even the canned food at hand felt unfragrant.

Inside the bunker, on the side of the Japanese wing headquarters-

"Report to Your Excellency, Wing Commander, eight kilometers away from our army, there is a team of eight roads, it seems that it should be a new regiment that has eliminated Captain Kojima."

"What! How fast it came?! Matsushima Kaede was shocked, are these eight roads crazy? A battle has just ended, and they don't say that they are recuperating, and this combat power is too terrifying.

He also wondered about another thing, for a while the special teams he sent out said that they had not found a team to transport supplies for the new regiment.

There are dozens of people, not to mention weapons every day, food consumption is a big item.

At this moment, a fragrant smell of meat suddenly entered his nostrils, "What is so fragrant?" As he spoke, Matsushima Kaede's stomach growled.

"Yaga, why don't you offer such a good thing! Do you want to keep it to yourself? Matsushima Kaede was upset.

"No, Your Excellency Wing Commander, the aroma came from the Eighth Road." The subordinates hurriedly explained.

What?

How can it be!

Matsushima Kaede was incredulous, and after confirming with his subordinates, he hurriedly came to the turret and snatched the binoculars from the drooling soldiers.

What caught my eye was the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were feasting.

"Baga Ya Road! When will this group of dragon pigs be able to eat such a good meal! Oshima, let people check if they intercepted the materials airdropped by our Great Japanese Empire. ”

"I've checked, but there's no such report."

Oshima saw that Matsushima Kaede was on fire, and he didn't dare to say when their supplies were so fragrant.

"Oshima, has the application to the military department been approved?"

"Matsushima-kun, are you sure you want to report like this? In case someone from the military department knows the truth, your political enemies will definitely take the opportunity to deal with you. ”

As early as yesterday, Matsushima Kaede had already applied to the Army Operations Command of the North China Command for the transfer of the latest Type 77 bomber developed in China.

The reason was the final elimination of the 386 Brigade of the Eighth Route Army.

In fact, he was worried that with their current strength, it would be difficult to deal with the new regiment of the Eighth Route Army, and he did not want to admit that he was a little afraid that he would repeat the mistakes of the Third Wing.

"As long as we wipe out the new regiment, the 386th Brigade will not be a piece of cake. When the time comes, the commander of the Western Palace will definitely not blame me, but will greatly reward us. ”

Although the new regiment is very fierce, he did not pay attention to the 386 brigade, an army that can only escape, what is there to worry about.

"Your Excellency Matsushima, the headquarters has called back."

"Great! Immediately call Nobuyoshi Ichiro at Pucheng Airport and ask his flying team to leave immediately. ”

"Old Yang, what do you want?"

"Commander, I took a look at the terrain, if this group of little devils shrinks into the bunker and doesn't come out, it's really a bit difficult to do." It's not that you can't take it, it's just that it will take a bit of effort.

It's not easy to take it, and the direct Type 92 artillery group + main battle tank firepower covered bombardment is guaranteed to blow them all to ashes.

"You want to use this station?" Ding Wei was a person with rich combat experience, and as soon as Yang Ming said it, he thought of what he meant.

Yang Ming nodded, "The brigade headquarters arranged for our new regiment to pull a defensive line in the poplar forest to intercept the little devils, just to form a net with the independent regiment next door, the 211 regiment and other three regiments to protect the brigade headquarters and the arsenal." ”

There is no shelter in the poplar forest position, so in the short term, they can't sleep in the wilderness all the time. Dagu Town is even worse, there are too many people, and it is too easy to get into spies.

Speaking of which, the spy hasn't been found out yet, and I don't know if there have been any deaths in these battles.

Yang Ming's thinking diverged.

"You think very well, then let's not wait for dark, wait and start attacking, and strive to win the Japanese wing command before dawn the next day."

After a pause, Ding Wei asked: "Our signal corps has just contacted the brigade headquarters, Lao Yang, do you have anything to say?" ”

"How's it going on the Brigadier's side?" Yang Ming said with concern.

"Everything is fine, but the Japanese troops on several sides have been biting on the ground, trying to rush to the defense line to the original coordinates of the brigade headquarters."

"Hasn't the arsenal been transferred yet?" That's slow, isn't it? It's really grinding.

"This is the largest sunrise arsenal of the Eighth Route Army in Jinzhong, and there are too many equipment in it, and half of it has not been transferred."

"They better hurry up, I heard that the independent regiment ......" Although Yang Ming didn't say it, Ding Wei also knew what he wanted to say.

"Lao Yang, you can just say this to me, don't say it in front of others, after all, it is our comrade."

"Tsk, I don't have the strength to deserve it."