Wang Xuexin's situation was learned by the Japanese during their last sneak attack on the headquarters.
At that time, several members of the Japanese mainland advance team infiltrated into the Lujiagou headquarters and waited for an opportunity. Someone happened to talk about Little Northeast.
As a result, the more I listened, the more frightened I became. The "spray bombs", "steel ball mines", etc. were all developed by a person named "Xiao Dongbei".
This member of the Continental Advance Team was lucky enough to return alive, so Okamura Neiji got the information.
Originally, Neji Okamura didn't believe it.
"These equipment were actually produced by a company commander of the independent regiment?" Okamura Neiji said: "The weapons expert we have been searching for with all our efforts is actually hidden in the army!"
Yoshio Shinozuka thought for a while and said: "Your Majesty Lieutenant General, we have always wondered why the new equipment of the Eighth Route Army would be given priority to the independent regiment. If the weapons experts are from the independent regiment..."
Okamura Neji nodded after hearing this.
Although the Independent Regiment has caused a lot of trouble to the Japanese, it is not the main force and only has more than a thousand soldiers. Why should all the new equipment be used by the Independent Regiment?
They didn't understand this before, but now they have the answer.
After a moment of silence, Okamura Neiji gave the order: "Publish a reward of one hundred thousand oceans! Life or death!"
Bounties are sometimes effective for the devils.
The reason is that the Japanese have robbed a lot of silver coins from the Northeast and the people. After these silver coins were banned by Chongqing, the Japanese could not use the silver coins to plunder resources from Chongqing...
Although silver dollars are still valuable among the people and are still used, it is completely unnecessary for the devils to exchange silver dollars for things in the hands of the people.
They can use robbery, and for the people in the security area, they can also use cheaper military coupons, which are just a piece of paper.
Before that, the Japs could melt silver dollars to the international market in exchange for silver prices for supplies, but now the world has imposed an embargo on the Japs.
Therefore, silver coins are basically useless in the hands of the Japanese.
However, these wastes were still circulating among Chinese people, so the Japanese used them to offer rewards.
As the saying goes, "There must be a brave man under a heavy reward." Once these 100,000 yuan were thrown out, there was no need for the Japanese to take action. Naturally, there would be a large number of people staring at the head on Wang Xuexin's neck, both covertly and covertly.
For example, the bandits in the base area have not been wiped out.
For example, the traitors who mingled with the Eighth Route Army.
There is also the Jinsui Army, a two-gun unit in the stubborn army that is willing to do anything as long as it has money.
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Wang Xuexin doesn't feel much about this. Anyway, the dangers around him have never been less. There is no difference between one more and one less.
As soon as Wang Xuexin gave the order, the soldiers put on the uniforms of the puppet army and got into the car. Then they hid the single-shot rocket launchers and submachine guns in the ammunition boxes, and held various equipment made in Hanyang and Jin in their hands.
The puppet army prisoners assigned two soldiers to escort them back to Honggou Mountain, and Shi Sha did ideological work on them to see if they could become their own people.
This is the tradition of the Eighth Route Army, uniting all forces that can be united.
As for whether these united forces can maintain combat effectiveness on the battlefield, whether they are brave, and whether they abide by discipline, that is what the political workers have to do.
It's strange to say this. Whether the surrendered troops are puppet troops, bandits or stubborn troops, it won't take long for them to grow into a revolutionary force with strong combat effectiveness.
Of course, political workers played a role in this, but Wang Xuexin believed that what was more important was the strict discipline and belief of the Eighth Route Army.
Especially belief.
It lets everyone know that this is a force that fights for the country, the people, and the nation, and is brave enough to take the lead.
Under the influence of this atmosphere, even the weakest troops will be assimilated and become part of it.
Deng Xianfeng goes with the troops, and he can be a good guide and liaison... With him around, it is easier for the Japanese and puppet troops to believe that this team is "one of their own."
"What is our mission?" Deng Xianfeng asked the instructor sitting next to him after starting the car.
"Airport!" the instructor replied: "Capture Beixiang Airport!"
Deng Xianfeng was stunned on the spot. After a while, he turned around and asked, "Just you, a company?"
"Yes!" the instructor replied firmly: "It's just us!"
Deng Xianfeng was in disbelief: "This is impossible, Old Wu. Do you know how many Japanese and puppet soldiers there are? There are thousands of them at least!"
"Nothing is impossible!" the instructor replied with a smile: "That's why Xiaodongbei is worth 100,000 yuan!"
Deng Xianfeng opened his mouth for a long time but could not close it.
He was not afraid of death, but he thought it was suicide.
The instructor didn't know what possessed him to believe in that little Northeastern boy so much.
The sky was getting dark, and the car turned on its headlights and drove on the highway at a speed of thirty kilometers per hour in the darkness.
There are checkpoints every few miles on the road, usually with a few Japanese soldiers leading a group of puppet troops.
At this time, the Japanese troops were insufficient and they wanted to use their main force to attack Zhongtiao Mountain, so they used a combination of Japanese troops and puppet troops to protect their logistics.
Deng Xianfeng passed cigarettes and got close, and there were no dangers along the way.
Even though Deng Xianfeng is just a squad leader, he actually has quite a lot of background.
He was originally from Shanghai. Before the fall of Shanghai, he led a group of brothers to open a small casino.
When the Japanese occupied Shanghai, they killed his entire family, but he was the only one who escaped.
For the rest of the days, he was preoccupied with fighting the Japanese. So he joined the Eighth Route Army and donated all his money.
The organization considered that Deng Xianfeng had many contacts and was good at communication, so he was sent to infiltrate the puppet army to collect intelligence.
If this mission wasn't extremely important, his superiors would be reluctant to let him be exposed.
"Ahead is the Baicao River!" Deng Xianfeng raised his head towards the small river in front and said, "This is about two miles away from the puppet defense line and eight miles away from the Japanese defense line!"
The instructor honked the horn, then stretched out the signal flag and waved it back, and the few cars behind immediately separated from the convoy and drove towards the river.
"What are they going to do?" Deng Xianfeng asked.
"That gun!" the instructor replied.
"Cannon?" Deng Xianfeng looked confused: "Is it the iron pipe you carried on your back?"
"Old Deng!" the instructor replied: "Our army is different from when you left. Don't underestimate those iron pipes. They are rocket launchers that have caused heavy losses to the Japanese several times!"
Deng Xianfeng said "Oh" in disbelief. He also heard some rumors from the Japs, but the Japs said "spray into bombs", and Deng Xianfeng was not sure whether this meant the same thing.
After a pause, Deng Xianfeng asked again: "Is it the little Northeast who invented it?"
The instructor nodded sympathetically: "Who else could it be if it wasn't him? You should take a closer look when you go back. At that time, we never dreamed of such a day! Let me tell you, this little northeastern man is offering a reward of 100,000 yuan.
Less than one million oceans!"
Deng Xianfeng was speechless for a moment.
He and the instructor have been comrades for many years, and I have never seen him praise someone like this.