Looking at the staff officer who took the order and left, Commander Liu comforted him: "Boss, please calm down first. In fact, in my opinion, the Independent Regiment was not wronged this time. Look!"
Commander Liu walked to the table nearby, where were items such as clothing, military shoes, helmets, gas masks, daggers and other items seized from the dead Japanese soldiers.
"Boss, look, these Japanese soldiers are very different from ordinary Japanese soldiers in terms of their military uniforms, military boots, gas masks, and daggers. Even their helmets are special. I just took a look. This kind of helmet will look good even if it is placed under the sun."
Not reflective.
Combined with the situation when the Independent Regiment fought with them, we can conclude that this is a small Japanese army that has undergone special training and has a special purpose, and the scale of this Japanese army will never be very large."
"Um!"
The deputy commander nodded: "You and I thought of going together. No matter how you say it, the Independent Regiment is a main force. No matter how bad it is, you won't be able to fight with them for a long time, but you didn't even touch a hair on the other side, but suffered casualties."
Nearly a hundred people, including the political commissar, died, which shows that this small unit is definitely the elite among the elite of the Japanese army."
"yes."
Commander Liu was a little puzzled: "For such an elite unit, they will never go out without a target every time. Is there anything worth worrying about in the poor and poor place of the Independent Regiment, unless..."
At this point, the deputy commander-in-chief and Commander Liu looked at each other and said in unison: "Our Daxia Bay!"
Both of them now understood that in the vicinity, only the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army was worthy of dispatching this unit. The Independent Regiment was just suffering an unreasonable disaster and was just blocking the attack for the headquarters.
"so close!"
The deputy commander-in-chief felt a chill on his back when he thought that his headquarters was almost attacked by the Japanese army. If his headquarters was really attacked by the Japanese army, the consequences would be really serious.
After a long while, he hummed softly: "This time the independent regiment did block a knife for us, but the removal of the regiment leader is not unfair at all. If the militia group hadn't happened to pass by, they might not even know who the attacker was."
"yes!"
Commander Liu suddenly said: "Boss, I'm afraid you don't know yet, but that militia group is the unit that sent things to Li Yunlong a few days ago. It seems that they are still very kind to our Eighth Route Army."
"Um."
The deputy commander nodded: "The medicines he sent are so precious and have saved the lives of many of our soldiers, but unfortunately there are too few. Since the regiment leader named Gao Hongming has good intentions towards us, you
Let’s see if we can…”
Mr. Liu thought for a while and slowly shook his head: "It's hard to say. According to our information, Gao Hongming was born in a large landowner family in Liantai County. Because his father was killed by the Japanese, he resolutely formed a militia.
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A few days ago, Li Yunlong led the New Regiment in a fierce battle with the Japanese Bantian Regiment in Cang Yunlong. It was Gao Hongming who led the reinforcements of the militia and destroyed its headquarters in one fell swoop, killing the regiment leader Nobutsu Sakata and seizing the regiment flag.
I also heard that Yan Xishan will hold a press conference in Kenanpo in a few days to publicly display the captured regiment flag to enhance the confidence of the people across the country in the war of resistance. I am afraid that Gao Hongming will go to Kenanpo this time.
Poe attended this press conference.
It would be very difficult to win over someone like this."
"I know it's difficult, but you have to try. What if you succeed?" The deputy commander rarely laughed and joked: "You also know that Captain Gao is a rich man. If you can win him over, it will be good for you."
The benefits to our Eighth Route Army are huge."
"That's true." Mr. Liu pondered...
At the same time, Gao Hongming, who was still on his way, sneezed several times in a row.
"Who is talking about me? Is it those two girls Xiulian and Ziying?"
After several days of traveling, Gao Hongming and the militia finally arrived at Kenanpo on the morning of March 5.
As Yan Xishan's base camp, Kenanpo's surrounding defense strength is unquestionable.
Along the way, Gao Hongming saw that positions and fortifications had been built in various dangerous terrains. The number of troops stationed there was at least the size of a division, and there were many checkpoints.
However, someone must have said hello to them a long time ago. The militiamen came all the way without being embarrassed by the garrisoned troops. After some questioning, they were allowed to go.
When they entered Kenanpo, leader Hongming was surprised. As soon as the team entered an intersection, they saw loud gongs and drums on the opposite side, and many people spontaneously came to greet him.
Not only that, Gao Hongming also found that there were many reporters with cameras mixed in the crowd. Looking at the plainly dressed people and smiling faces waiting in the aisles, he suddenly felt a heavy sense of responsibility.
"These are the people of this country. Although they are suffering, even though the iron hoofs of the Japanese invaders are still trampling on this country, people have not given up. They still love life and they are still working hard to resist!"
Although only he could hear Gao Hongming's voice, it kept echoing in his mind. At this moment, he seemed to see something called a mission.
He jumped out of the jeep and ordered: "Order everyone to get out of the car and enter Kenanpo on foot."
"yes!"
"Everyone get out of the car!"
"Crash..."
Following Gao Hongming's order, all the soldiers of the militia, except for the driver who could not leave the car, jumped out of the car and formed a line under the order of the officer.
"Everyone has... guns on their shoulders!"
"Pah...pah..."
With a neat banging sound, Mauser 98K rifles were carried on the shoulders of the soldiers one after another, and the non-commissioned officers also held their submachine guns tightly.
"Step together...walk..."
"The flag is fluttering, the horse is fluttering...get ready...sing..."
"The flag is fluttering, the horse is fluttering, the gun is on the shoulder and the knife is on the waist, the blood is like a frenzy. The flag is fluttering, the horse is fluttering, good men are good men, good men serve the country today..."
Not only did it start, but the team soon began to sing military songs together. Before long, the passionate military songs could be heard everywhere in the team that stretched for several miles.
The people who came to greet them became even more excited when they saw this scene. Some were singing hard and others were cheering loudly. When the team arrived at Kenanpo, the atmosphere reached its peak. Along with the passionate singing, reporters pressed the button from time to time.
The white smoke emitted from the camera when the shutter is opened.
Yan Xishan, who was entertaining outstanding figures from all walks of life at the headquarters, received the news and quickly led people out of the headquarters to a hillside. He happened to see a group of people from the militia group coming over and being welcomed by the people.
At this time, they happened to see the heavy military trucks and the heavy artillery behind the trucks that were following them. Many people's eyes immediately became solemn...