"Yamada-kun, when did you get to Sasaki United?"

"Just a week ago, the battles on our side were hard to fight, so I bribed my Shangguan and asked him to transfer me to you garrison troops. I heard that you can bully people."

When the Japanese A heard Yamada's words, they almost spit out old blood. They were able to bully people in the past.

It’s not possible now. I’ve been bullied recently, so I’m embarrassed to write letters to myself all night long.

I don’t know what to say after writing the letter. Could it be that I said in my heart that I was beaten every day? And I don’t have the strength to fight back?

Yamada must have been wrong this time. The Eighth Route Army is now in a strong position. She almost killed one of their squadrons the day before yesterday. Now there is only the soft persimmon left of the Jinsui Army. In the past few days, they seem to have retreated again. This is not possible. If they retreat, the Sasaki United team's face will be really unstoppable.

The Japanese also needed a group of people to highlight them. Since neither the Central Army nor the Eighth Route Army could do it, they could only be the pussy-like Jinsui Army.

The Jinsui army who knew this news was so scared that they almost pissed their pants. They were famous double-gun soldiers in this world. They could bully the common people with a gun, but if they really wanted to fight with the Japanese, their combat effectiveness might not be stronger than the puppet army, and they were even worse than the puppet army.

Now more than 300 Japanese are coming towards them. This is a huge group of forces, with only two squadrons, which is more than enough to wipe out the Shanxi-Sui Army.

So the Jinsui Army ran away without any courage. This incident happened to make Mo Xinran know, so he naturally had to make a mark on his laptop.

She has been looking for Xiao Wen these days. Although there is a Xiao Wen in the town, she is not sure that the person is not her, even though the two look very similar.

I have asked Li Feng, but the fat man insisted on saying that the person in the town was Xiao Wen and did not reveal any secrets.

This made Mo Xinran very distressed. A few days ago, the m newspaper was sold in Shanghai. These editors also sent telegrams to urge her to make some good reports!

This is quite embarrassing. Apart from the pain of the Japanese fighting the past few days, it seems that there is no outstanding record.

Li Feng naturally could not tell her about the entire annihilation of the third group of the Japanese devils in the Special High School. Even if he had to say it, it would have to take a while, after all, it involved confidential content.

But Mo Xinran didn't give up, held the notebook and ran to Li Feng staggeringly.

"Li Feng, can you let me go to the front line to interview the soldiers?"

"no!"

This is a joke. The front line is fighting very fiercely now, and it is cold and the problem is that it is cold. You have to find a pit to nest. Such a delicate reporter has been frozen in the past!

So the fat man refused without thinking.

"But I really need some reports to inspire people recently. I believe you know that the war in the south is tight. Although it seems to be a good fight, our losses are huge."

The losses in the Battle of Changsha were indeed very large, because the Japanese were struggling with heavy troops there, and it was not that easy to win this battle.

A good news is too important for the Chinese nation. It can inspire people at this most critical moment and make everyone believe that they can win the battle.

The Japanese are not scary. What I am afraid of is the fear and confusion in people's hearts. Once a person loses his fighting spirit, the consequences will be very scary.

But the responsibility of the war correspondent is to inspire people, otherwise she should take off her skin.

"Okay, since you want to interview something, I will interview you next, but I can't tell you some things, and I hope you understand."

In Mo Xinran's doubt, the little fat man was about to bring people into the Japanese Taiyuan City. Of course, he did not attack in large quantities, but sneaked in and killed some people.

This news made Mo Xinran particularly excited, as if he knew something amazing.

The little fat man took his people to Taiyuan City at night. The old lady still had no news. In order to investigate the information, five outstanding intelligence personnel had been exposed, and one of them died.

Li Feng felt particularly guilty and guilt, and sacrificed other people's lives to save his relatives, which was not what he wanted.

"Leave this matter to us first. If you have any, do it. We can do the information here."

This is what the man who limped his stomach while walking. He had just run out of the Japanese. Even though there was still blood at the corner of his mouth, his expression was still firm.

In the end, the man fell on the eagle's shoulder. Several intelligence officers on the side were particularly sad and angry, and lost another outstanding employee.

Even so, it failed to undermine the confidence of these intelligence personnel, but instead made them more motivated and seemed to fight to the end with the Japanese.

This is our intelligence personnel, and underground workers are very respectable, because they not only have to face the enemy's guard against them, but also have their own spiritual torture.

Ordinary people cannot do this job, and they will easily have psychological problems.

Taiyuan City was very bloody that night. The fat man directly took the people to take action and killed many Japanese officers.

Finally, he fought with a group of people. These people were very strong, either in the special high school class or the special operation team of the intelligence department. Even so, Li Feng was still fighting a path out of his blood.

The next day, the Japanese were not very calm. A battle report appeared on their lieutenant general's desk. The lieutenant general slowly opened the battle report, and his eyelids couldn't hold back when he saw the first page.

"Nani? What happened last night? Why did the losses be so heavy?"

The Lieutenant General of the Japanese was almost furious because the contents of the war report made him unable to believe...

"The fourth group of the special high school class, the fifth group suffered heavy damage, the eleventh group and the tenth group were killed, and one major general, five middle-level masters, twelve and minor masters were killed, and countless lieutenants..."

"Report to General, you don't know who the other party is. The field combat capability is extremely outstanding, even compared to Nakamura Jun. I suspect that the other party is likely to be the first group of Siberian tigers in the intelligence department of the Eighth Route Army."

The colonel in front of him looked particularly angry because most of the dead Japanese officers were under his command, which means that his troops are now like a mess of sand because there is no officer to command them at all.

"Impossible. The first group of the Intelligence Department of the Eighth Route Army of Turkishou is not in Shanxi at all. The other party must have another identity. Go down and check it immediately."

"Hi!"

The Japanese colonel nodded heavily, and he also wanted to know who broke into Taiyuan City and killed all directions.

Just as she was about to walk out of the door, the Japanese Lieutenant General couldn't help but ask again:
Chapter completed!