After reading the telegram sent by the division headquarters, the little fat man was in a complicated mood because he would have been punished if he did not break through according to the scheduled plan this time, but given that he killed all the officers of the Japanese First Brigade Command, the punishment was also exempted, but there was no reward at the same time.

When the little fat man thought, there would be no reward, there would be no punishment anyway.

There was no punishment, but the telegram asked him to send 20,000 yuan to the ocean. If he didn't send it, just talk about the Jinsui Army giving him a full silver weapon and equipment.

This tone of speaking was no one except the brigade commander Chen. Before he knew it, the little fat man wrote a note to the brigade commander Chen on his small notebook.

Twenty thousand oceans are not a small amount, they are enough for him to expand two rows. The most important thing is that he only has 20,000 oceans left in his hands. If all of them are handed over, the next year will be difficult.

But the first level of official position is to crush people to death. Now I am just a deputy company-level guard captain. I don’t know how much worse it is than the division commander?

This order cannot be disobeyed, so the money must be paid, but it can be changed.

The little fat man had seized some gold and silver, as well as precious jewelry, which were valuable goods. Not to mention 20,000 yuan, but 40,000 yuan, it was all very hot. It was just like these things were placed in his hands. It would be great to send them at this time!

"Successful wind!"

Thinking of this, he shouted outside, and then a gentle soldier with a polite and muffled gun on his back walked in.

Cheng Feng, the No. 1 staff officer of the Guard, was laughed at by cadres at all levels as the "Chief of Staff". He usually takes care of trivial matters, such as he shares the task of Uncle Song's money management.

"What is the captain?"

"You immediately sort out all the gold nuggets, silver nuggets, gold rings and bracelets we seized before, and then clarify their value for them and hand them over to the division headquarters.

Remember, the value must exceed 20,000 oceans. If it is not enough, use the ocean to make up for it. You must not lose it!"

The property handed over must be more than less, and as for the reasons, there is no need to explain it in detail.

The commander wiped his butt clean, and he couldn't let his hands get dirty, right? It would be great if everyone cares for each other.

Cheng Feng didn't understand what was going on, but he still thought it would be better for him to do it. The boss was angry from time to time and wanted to hit people. He didn't know how to fight a bayonet, and he could only get beaten in front of the boss.

The money problem seems to be solved, and now only the wrong thing is left. He originally had more than 500 troops, but now more than half of the casualties are in the hospital, and there are less than 200 troops in his hands.

There were also great casualties in the direction of Wushan Town, but Li Feng gave priority to replenishing their large number of recruits, and there was no major difficulty yet.

However, the artillery platoon has been in silence for several months recently. Because all the artillery shells were exhausted, Xu Qiang has only left to beat the wall except cursing his mother in the past few days.

So poor!

The little fat man couldn't say much about this matter. He was full of shells consumed by the Japanese, so he had to fight.

Huangshui Town and Dafeng Township were once again captured by him. In other words, the Japanese did not gain any advantage in this raid, but instead lost a lot of troops.

The arsenal has also reopened, all the workers are ready, and many damaged guns have been sent for repair. I believe that the light and heavy weapons they have damaged will be revitalized soon.

Compared to the relaxed Eighth Route Army in Huangshui Town, the Japanese are not relaxed.

Murakamida Fumiya was killed, and an adjutant in the command center and a squadron leader led several squadron leaders were all killed.

At this moment, the first brigade lost its commander, so it would be fine if it didn't get messy.

Taro Sato stood in front of Murauda Fumi's body, and one of his arms was gone, but he still served as the squadron leader and his military rank was promoted to captain.

Originally, according to his situation, he either retired or committed suicide by separatism, but if the Japanese wanted to reorganize the third squadron, they had to have a qualified squadron leader, and Taro Sato was one of their candidates.

Moreover, in a recent sweep, an infantry squadron led by Taro Sato directly defeated a regiment of the Jinsui Army, which allowed him to firmly take the position of squadron leader.

However, the situation in front of him made him unable to believe that the commander who was once most admired, the man who brought him to this position, was lying in front of him at this moment.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe that the weapons and equipment of the Tujiao Route Army can kill Murakami."

Taro Sato shouted, his emotions a little out of control. Not only him, but also the other three squadron leaders of the First Brigade were also particularly angry, and the anger in his eyes was almost spitting out.

But the facts in front of them forced them to believe that the Tujiao Route Army has such strength.

"Sato, Murakami is already broken, please feel sorry!"

Another Nakasa also came up to persuade him, and he was unwilling to believe that this was true.

Compared to their anger, the other armored troops were a little annoyed because their two tanks and two armored vehicles were completely gone and they didn't even come back. I heard that they were killed by the Tujia Route Army as soon as possible.

The infantry are now angry, and it is obviously unwise to rush up to ask for responsibility, so they can only hold it in, and their bodies are almost injuring them.

...

The Central Army found some situations, but the information they found was not as good as they didn't know Li Feng's identity at all.

In fact, this is normal. Xiao Wen secretly ran to the Eighth Route Army with her hometown in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. Except for the division commander and brigade commander, even the Chief of Staff did not know her family situation, let alone a spy sent by the Japanese.

However, the information the Japanese found was very interesting, that is, which was about which military academy the little fat man graduated from, and the information content made them amazed.

The information the Japanese inquired was as follows:

Li Feng, whose hometown is unknown, is about twenty-five years old. He first graduated from the Nanjing Army Military Academy, and then went to the Berlin Military Academy in Germany to study abroad. During this period, he studied at the West Point Military Academy in the United States and the North Su Fulongzhi Military Academy...

This information made the Japanese confused. What kind of person could attend so many schools at the same time!

In the end, the Japanese came to a conclusion that Li Feng was likely to be a military genius.

Little did they know that this was just a pit dug by the little fat man on purpose. He had never been to any of those schools. He even made up his own information and files. He didn't know why the division commanders and the others hid so tightly that the Japanese spies believed it immediately after they got it, and they had no doubt about the authenticity of the information at all.

I don’t know if the Japanese will vomit three liters of blood after they know the truth?
Chapter completed!