Zhang Yunfei and the deputy commander-in-chief also walked over at this time, less than three or four hundred meters away from the Japanese. Zhang Yunfei and others looked at the more than two hundred Japanese surrounded by the soldiers, and everyone smiled.

Now, the number of the Eighth Route Army is at least three times that of the Japanese. In addition, there are 20 special forces members and more than 30 guard platoon soldiers holding AK-47 assault rifles.

On the battlefield now, the battle continues, and the number of Japanese devils is still decreasing. Now, the fierce firepower of the ak-47 assault rifle has played a crucial role. The Japanese devils surrounded by all sides are basically beaten to the point of being unable to raise their heads.

In an area where the area is not very large, the only remaining Japanese soldiers were still resisting relying on a few large stones and some trees, but the Japanese were obviously at a disadvantage. Some Japanese soldiers who fought back were shot by the headshots by special forces in the distance before they fired a few shots.

When Zhang Yunfei saw the situation on the battlefield, he said happily: "Mr. Peng, it seems that it will not take long. The little ghosts will be wiped out by us."

The deputy commander-in-chief also saw the situation on the battlefield clearly and said with a smile: "This time, the Japanese came to our Taihang Mountains to sweep the countryside and were wiped out by us. That's what they deserve."

More than ten minutes later, the gunshots on the battlefield became increasingly sparse, and many Eighth Route Army soldiers surrounded them, and the remaining Japanese were immediately shot and killed by the soldiers.

After the battle, the Eighth Route Army soldiers began to clean the battlefield. A small Japanese infantry brigade was wiped out. There was still a lot of equipment on the ground. On the battlefield, there were Japanese corpses and scattered guns everywhere.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers collected the guns and ammunition scattered on the ground one by one, without even letting go of the shells. All the items on the Japanese were taken off, and even the cotton clothes and pants on the Japanese were stripped off.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers who cleaned the battlefield all looked very happy. Many soldiers, carrying several Type 38 rifles on their shoulders, all seemed proud and proud when walking.

Especially those soldiers who seized the Japanese machine guns, carrying the crooked machine gun with an excited look on their faces. One soldier also fiddled with the crooked machine gun he seized with great joy.

Next to a Japanese 92 heavy machine gun, three or five Eighth Route Army soldiers were surrounded. They looked left and touched the right, and many soldiers were still praising their mouths. Obviously, everyone was very happy to see this spoil.

The few people watched for a long time, and finally, a platoon leader of the Eighth Route Army saw that everyone was going to continue cleaning the battlefield. So he said loudly: "Comrades, don't look at it, hurry up and carry it away. This machine gun will be ours in the future."

A squad leader of the Eighth Route Army next to him said in disbelief: "Platform Commander, we will really be in the platoon of this machine gun in the future."

The platoon leader hesitated for a moment and said loudly: "Comrades, I will ask the battalion commander for a while and try to keep this machine gun in our platoon."

"Okay! That's great." Many Eighth Route Army soldiers next to them cheered.

On the Japanese Artillery Staff, the Japanese who fell all over the ground also had a strong smell of blood in the air, but this did not affect the soldiers cleaning the battlefield. Battalion Commander Han personally led more than 20 soldiers to clean the Japanese Artillery Staff.

Several soldiers were dragging the Japanese corpses away and putting them not far away. More soldiers were looking at the six mortars and boxes of shells with their eyes shining.

An Eighth Route Army soldier gently touched the barrel of a cannon, stretched his head, and looked inside at the mouth of the barrel, with a look of joy.

The soldier looked at it for a while and said happily: "Battery Commander, our battalion also has mortars this time. If the Japanese dare to come to our arsenal again to sweep the wares next time, we can also use these mortars to bombard them."

Battalion Commander Han also sighed in his heart, now that his battalion also has mortars. Although these mortars may not be equipped with their own guard battalions, they will be equipped with at least two or three doors.

Battalion Commander Han’s idea is completely correct. Now, all regiments on the battlefield in North China are relatively short of mortars. These six mortars may only be equipped with this guard battalion. The remaining mortars will be transported to the battlefield in North China and sent to the troops who urgently need these mortars.

Zhang Yunfei, deputy commander-in-chief, and dozens of people were also patrolling the battlefield. Zhang Yunfei was also very happy to see the Eighth Route Army soldiers coming to sweep the battlefield happily.

Especially when seeing some Eighth Route Army soldiers holding seized crooked machine guns and grenade launchers, Zhang Yunfei was filled with feelings.

When Zhang Yunfei and others arrived at the Japanese artillery position, the soldiers had just moved all the Japanese's bodies away, and the blood on the ground was still clearly visible. Several soldiers were sorting out boxes of artillery shells.

When everyone saw Zhang Yunfei, Deputy Commander-in-Chief and others arrive, they immediately stopped the work at hand, saluted together, and shouted loudly: "Hello, Chief!"

The deputy commander-in-chief said to everyone with a heartfelt pleasure: "Comrades, you are busy, don't worry about us. We'll just take a look."

After saying that, the deputy commander-in-chief said to Zhang Yunfei happily: "Comrade Yunfei, this time we have seized the equipment of a standard brigade of the Japanese, and we can equip another regiment."

The Japanese standard brigade had thousands of Type 38 rifles alone, as well as many crooked machine guns, Type 92 heavy machine guns, some grenade launchers and mortars. No wonder even the deputy commander-in-chief was quite happy.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yunfei also smiled and said, "Mr. Peng, we have seized so much equipment this time, and we must also strengthen the guard battalion of the arsenal. With the expansion of the Huangyadong arsenal, the defense force of the arsenal must be further strengthened."

After hearing Zhang Yunfei's words, the deputy commander-in-chief nodded in agreement and said happily: "Comrade Yunfei, I have this idea too. Most of the equipment seized this time is planned to leave to Battalion Commander Han's guard battalion, and only part of the seized mortars and light and heavy machine guns to support the battlefield in North China.

I am also planning to expand our guard battalion into a reinforcement regiment. With a reinforcement regiment to defend our Huangyadong Arsenal, I think it is basically enough."

Zhang Yunfei also nodded. It was basically enough to have a strengthening regiment. The hinterland of the Taihang Mountain Base is deep in the Huangyadong Arsenal. As is today, it usually happens rarely.

Today, the Japanese Mizuno brigade came here by accident. These Japanese didn’t know that there was an Eighth Route Army arsenal here. At present, the location of the arsenal is still very secret.

An hour later, the soldiers basically cleaned the battlefield. The soldiers cleaned the battlefield and returned the granules to the warehouse. Even the clothes on the Japanese corpse were basically stripped off.

Now, it is early winter, and many Eighth Route Army soldiers are still wearing single clothes. These Japanese cotton coats and cotton pants that have been stripped off can be worn by the soldiers after a little change, and many soldiers will not be frozen.

Seeing that the soldiers had cleaned the battlefield, the deputy commander-in-chief said: "Comrade Yunfei, it's getting dark now. We will go back to the guard camp's headquarters and will not go back to the headquarters today."

Zhang Yunfei looked at the sky. It was really dark. It was so dark in winter. So Zhang Yunfei said: "Mr. Peng, it doesn't matter. Then let's go to the guard regiment station today."

The guard regiment's base is not far from the canyon entrance of the Huangdong Arsenal. On a large flat ground, twenty or thirty low buildings are arranged in an orderly manner. Many of the houses are thatched huts. From a distance, people who don't know the inside story think it is a small village.

It seems that the Eighth Route Army has done a good job of hiding the hidden work. It has built a battalion into a small village. No wonder the Japanese reconnaissance plane has investigated this area many times, but no abnormalities have been found.

Under the leadership of the deputy commander-in-chief, Zhang Yunfei and others entered the base of the guard battalion and came to the battalion of the guard battalion. In fact, it was the battalion department, but it was just a relatively large house. Your facilities were relatively simple and there was not even a radio station.

Now, although Zhang Yunfei has also supported some radio stations on the Eighth Route Army, and some radio stations seized on the battlefield can only ensure that each regiment is equipped with one radio station, and many battalion-level units still do not have radio stations for the time being.

Battalion Commander Han next to him smiled embarrassedly when he saw that his battalion headquarters was simple and said to Zhang Yunfei: "Commander-in-Chief Zhang, our conditions are limited, so please forgive me."

Zhang Yunfei smiled without any mind and said, "Captain Han, it's okay, everyone is comrades, don't care too much about these things, I can get used to it right away wherever I am."

In the evening, after having a simple dinner with the soldiers in the guard camp, Zhang Yunfei exchanged views with the deputy commander-in-chief. The two had been talking for more than an hour.

A few days later, on November 22, the Eighth Route Army will launch a 100-regiment war against the Japanese on the battlefield in North China. Starting tomorrow, the deputy commander-in-chief and his party will return to the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army.

Zhang Yunfei is preparing to say goodbye to the deputy commander-in-chief tomorrow and go to Jinsha Town on the edge of the Taihang Mountains. Because of the busy military affairs, the deputy commander-in-chief cannot personally accompany Zhang Yunfei to Jinsha Town, but the deputy commander-in-chief sent Comrade Xiao Zhengguang, deputy chief of staff of the Eighth Route Army, to accompany Zhang Yunfei and his party throughout the journey.

The next day, at exactly 10 o'clock in the morning, Zhang Yunfei said goodbye to the deputy commander-in-chief. Zhang Yunfei, Deng Weiping, Liu Xing and others took 20 special forces members and soldiers from his guard company to the east together.

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