Ye Xuefeng entered the tiger's den alone and impressed Hashimoto Takayoshi with his fearless spirit. All the Japanese troops in the North Thailand surrendered. Seeing the white flag rising above the artillery tower, Wu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, put down his telescope, and ordered the troops to enter the city.

Three thousand Japanese surrendered soldiers gathered on the playground. The officers handed over their swords and the soldiers piled up weapons into a hill. The Eighth Route Army soldiers were guarding around to prevent some people from failing and jumping over the wall. But strangely, so many Japanese soldiers had guns and cannons, and they had ammunition and food. With one word from the Emperor, they really surrendered, and no one wanted to resist.

Seeing the former invaders dejected, the Eighth Route Army soldiers were filled with joy. When the people of Beitai heard the Japanese surrender, they rushed to the streets and jumped and jumped. The sound of firecrackers came one after another, which was even more lively than the New Year.

The Japanese expatriates who were superior in the past were all huddled at home, and the door was closed and they dared not come out. The Imperial Army surrendered, and their protective umbrellas were gone, fearing that the angry Chinese would tear them to pieces.

The puppet soldiers were in panic. Although they had expected this day, they did not expect that the Eighth Route Army would come to accept the Eighth Route Army. Their private relationship with the Eighth Route Army was not very good. Seeing that the disaster was coming, the officials took the opportunity to escape with their gold, silver and treasure wife. The soldiers threw away their guns, stripped off their military uniforms, and ran away. There was also the unwilling master who wanted to go out of the city to be bandits, but was beaten to death by the Eighth Route Army in a burst of gunfire and they were all killed on the streets.

Hashimoto Takayoshi finally met his legendary old opponent, Wu Changqing, commander of the Eighth Route Army. The Chinese team was strong and powerful, with a large number of people. Even if they really did it, the Japanese army might not be able to win.

"Commander, I want to say a few words to the soldiers, is that OK?" Hashimoto Takayoshi said.

"Please give me a favor." Wu Changqing's expression was serious, polite and concise.

Takao Hashimoto stepped onto the stage and said in great pain: "Soldiers, Japan surrendered, we have defeated, and we are enemies of the whole world. We cannot win. I hope everyone can go home safely and reunite with their wives and children..."

With a "pop", Hashimoto was shot in the thigh and fell to the ground on the spot.

The Japanese army on the playground was in an uproar, but the discipline was still there, and everyone was lying down and no one ran around. The Eighth Route Army soldiers who were in charge of the alert quickly locked the person who shot and stopped him.

Wu Changqing's face turned pale, and asked the health team to treat Hashimoto's injuries and asked Ye Xuefeng to deal with this emergency seriously.

The murderer was Cheng Shuanzhu. He sneaked into the city and ambushed on the roof. He hit Hashimoto Takayoshi five hundred meters away. When he was about to fire the second shot, a stinky boy delayed the big deal and was caught by the patrol team. He did not resist and was tied up calmly.

Ye Xuefeng interrogated Shuanzhu. He first asked someone to untie the rope, handed him a glass of water, and asked him: "Shuanzhu, it was your gun."

"It's me."

"Dog Damn is very accurate in fighting, and he can shoot even a mile away. He is worthy of being from the spy company."

"Political Commissar Ye, my shooting skills are not learned from the spy company, but from hunting in the mountains."

Ye Xuefeng smiled and said, "Shunzhu, if the Japanese surrender, they will be captured. Our Eighth Route Army will not launch a prisoner. Do you know?"

Shuan Zhu said, "I know, but I am not the Eighth Route Army anymore. I want to avenge my father, my uncle, and hundreds of villagers in our village."

Ye Xuefeng said: "I know the Chengjiazhai tragedy. I wish I could kill Hashimoto, but discipline and policies do not allow me to do this, and I do not allow you to destroy the overall situation. If you kill Hashimoto, you will be injustice in the Eighth Route Army. Do you understand?"

Shuanzhu thought for a while and said, "I understand."

Ye Xuefeng said: "Okay, you go."

Shuanzhu wondered: "You do not cure my sin."

Ye Xuefeng said: "What are you guilty of? It's just that this shot was not the right time. Don't worry, Hashimoto can't escape justice. He is a war criminal, and we want to judge him."

The correspondent came in and reported: "Political Commissar, the anti-Japanese rescue has arrived, the commander asked you to go there immediately."

Ye Xuefeng's heart sank. What should come is coming. He patted Shuanzhu on the shoulder: "If the battle is not over yet, if you want to join the Eighth Route Army, you are welcome at any time."

After saying that, he put on his military cap and hurried to the temporary command post. The Japanese flag on the wall had just been pulled off, and the room still maintained its original appearance. Wooden floors, tatamis, screens, Wu Changqing stood in front of the map and thoughtfully.

"Lao Wu, the Kuomintang is coming very quickly." Ye Xuefeng walked in.

Wu Changqing smiled brightly and said, "It's better to come quickly than to come quickly. After all, they are one step late. I have already prepared the troops for battle and will accompany them all in the soft and hard."

Outside the city, the troops of a brigade of the Anti-Japanese Rescue were murderous and eyeing them, and the mortars and heavy machine guns had been set up. The troops were squatting in the field to eat canned food. After a full meal, they rushed into the city and snatched their own things.

Chen Shou was so angry that he smoked. He walked around, stepped on the cigar under his feet, and cursed: "The Eighth Route Army is really not particular. Isn't this a smuggling? No, I have to talk to them, Shuangxi, go in and tell them, withdraw quickly, or you will start fighting."

Shuangxi is now the colonel brigade commander and the general who fought against Japan and rescued **. He personally took the horse and entered the city in a jeep. He found Wu Changqing and Ye Xuefeng to negotiate, asked them to withdraw, and handed over the weapons and equipment of the prisoners and the Japanese army.

"I'm sorry, we have accepted it." Wu Changqing said.

"The Supreme Authority ordered the 18th Army and the newly formed Fourth Army to stand on time. Who told you to go on an unauthorized manner? You are disobeying, do you know." Shuangxi asked fiercely.

Ye Xuefeng said: "We are in charge of the Eighth Route Army headquarters and accept surrenders nearby. Beitai has always been the scope of our army's activities. We come first. Your army always pays attention to coming first and then coming."

Shuangxi said: "You tell me to come first and then arrive. Okay, let me tell you that Beitai was built by our Commander-in-Chief Chen himself, and this city belongs to us."

Ye Xuefeng sneered: "Bei Thailand was built by working people brick by brick, and it has nothing to do with the specific person."

Shuangxi said: "If you don't leave, you are just going to start a fight."

Wu Changqing said, "I will listen to you."

Shuangxi turned his head and left, furious. When he passed by the playground, he saw the Eighth Route Army artillery fiddling with spoils. It was more than a dozen Type 92 infantry cannons. He thought it was not good. The combat effectiveness of the Jiangbei Column has always been good. With sufficient Japanese equipment, this battle may not be won.

When he came back to report to Chen Shou, the scouts also heard about the information from the Eighth Route Army. This time, the entire Jiangbei Column was dispatched, and the county brigade, district brigade, armed forces brigade, etc. had more than 10,000 people, which had an absolute advantage.

"This battle is not easy to fight. Send a telegram and ask the commander-in-chief." Chen Shou said dejectedly.

...

In Jiangnan, the anti-Japanese and rescue forces were marching among the fields. The team was winding for several miles, like a long snake. Chen Qilin stood on the hill wearing an American military shirt, looking at the troops with a telescope, full of confidence, suddenly a motorcycle rushed over, and the communications soldier reported: "The 89th Army blocked the road ahead and refused to let us go."

The 89th Army was the unit of the Third War Zone. The commander of the army, Gu Zhutong, was a beloved general under Gu Zhutong. He had little relationship with the fight against Japan and rescue. He had been fighting for territory many times, but this time he became a roadblock. Chen Qilin was furious and immediately took a team of guards to negotiate.

The other party was ready to go, digging trenches, erecting machine guns, and an artillery regiment behind them, clearly posing as a big battle.

Qu Guangwu and Chen Qilin are alumni of the Whampoa Military Academy, but they were only one year lower. At this time, they smiled and said, "I don't know if Brother Qilin is here, I'm sorry. That wind blows you."

Chen Qilin sneered: "You are polite to the District Commander. You are here to put so many soldiers here, isn't it just to guard against me?"

Qu Guangwudao: "Where is it, our headquarters is stationed here, and we are ordered by the Supreme Government to prevent the New Fourth Army from accepting the enemy and puppets."

Chen Qilin said: "Our army is not the New Fourth Army. What are you going to stop us?"

Qu Guangwuqi said: "Why is the anti-Japanese rescue in this way? Chief Gu clearly had a telegram, and all local armed forces were stationed on the spot, so they were not allowed to act without authorization?"

As he said that, he took out Gu Zhutong's handwriting and showed it with serene satisfaction.

Chen Qilin was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He also graduated from Huangpu and became a miscellaneous army.

"Anti-Japanese rescue is a pilot program for the US aid. How can the Sino-US coalition forces be local armed? Open your eyes and see if there are such local armed forces?" Chen Qilin shouted at his guard.

His guards drove four jeeps, all wearing khaki uniforms and high-tube military boots, steel helmets, carbines and submachine guns, chewing gums in their mouths, and looked American. On the other hand, the brothers of the 89th Army were still in coarse uniforms, canvas bullet belts, leggings and cloth shoes, and formal rifles, with pale face and thin skin, and uneven military appearance.

Qu Guangwu smiled and said, "Brother Qilin, to put it bluntly, aren't you just trying to rush to accept the provincial capital? Sorry, brother, I have given the order from the top and no one is allowed to go there. The soldiers regard obeying the order as their duty, and it is useless to say anything. Either you call the telegram now and ask the principal to order in person, or you bring troops to attack, brother, I will accompany you to the end."

Speaking of this, Chen Qilin had to leave. Several jeeps drove away with smoke and dust. Qu Guangwu sneered: "You are a bit inferior to me."

The staff officer stepped forward and said, "Staff, they won't really fight, brothers can't stand it."

Qu Guangwu said: "He dares to fight here, and Chief Gu sued the commissioner, removed his post and punished him."

The staff members laughed.

Qu Guangwu looked at the south and thought to himself, I wonder if my elder brother would arrive at the provincial capital now.

His elder brother, Qu Guangyan, was appointed by the Supreme Authority in Jiangdong. He was now rushing to the provincial capital with a battalion, accepting surrender before everyone, confiscating Japanese weapons and arms, reorganizing puppet troops, and establishing a regime.

Outside the capital of Jiangdong Province, the convoy was moving. Qu Guangyan sat in the car and looked at the scenery outside, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's been more than ten years, and it's a lot of changes."

"Dad, this time I'm taking over Jiangdong, I'm a great achievement." Qu Guangyan's son Qu Jinbao was wearing a major uniform and sat majestic on the side. He was wearing a military uniform in a hot day, but he was covered with sweat on his fat head.

"Well, that's natural." Qu Guangyanzhi was so proud that he narrowed his eyes. Scenes from fifteen years ago came to his heart. Chen Zikun, I'm back.

A roar came from above, and several transport planes flew past low, and the blue sky and white sun on the wings were very eye-catching.

"Dad, plane." Qu Jinbao was very strange and shouted at the sky.

Qu Guangyan wondered who would be on the plane,

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