Immediately rode my horse out of the city and came to the helicopter.

Enter the cabin.

start up.

take off.

Enter the city slowly.

Then slowly landed on the square.

This time, many people were finally alarmed.

But the roar of the helicopter engine shocked everyone.

Oh my God!

What is this?

He can still fly? He is so powerful!

No wonder the Eighth Route Army was able to easily occupy Fuyang.

It turns out there is such a powerful weapon.

Well, a little bolder person finally rushed out.

"Don't have conditions?"

"Don't have any conditions. But each person can only receive one bag. You can't receive more."

"Then give me a bag."

"Carry it yourself!"

After a few simple questions and answers, someone moved away a bag of flour.

Soon there will be a second, third, and fourth...

Gradually, the number of people is increasing.

Start queuing.

The people behind gradually became anxious.

But don’t get to yourself, the flour will be gone!

I regret secretly. Why don’t I be faster? If there is really nothing behind, wouldn’t it be...

I saw that others had white flour, but I didn’t.

What do you think it feels like?

"Ding Dong!"

"The plot character Zhao Gang shot and killed a Japanese invaders from close range..."

The message prompt comes again.

Yang Yue finally couldn't sit still.

Something happened to Zhao Gang.

It must be in danger.

He must have been surrounded and intercepted by a large number of Japanese invaders.

Otherwise, the information cannot be so dense.

Gradually, I began to feel uneasy.

Gradually, I became a little impatient.

What happened to those ordinary people? They were slow to go?

Do you want love?

Don't get over it!

"quick!"

"quick!"

"If it's too late, it's gone!"

"quick!"

Yang Yue roared angrily.

The crowd finally accelerated the collection.

Soon, thousands of bags of flour were distributed, and all the crowd retreated.

However, not many ordinary people were willing to communicate with the Eighth Route Army. It seemed that they were still a little scared in their hearts. They were still worried that the enemy would come back to take revenge.

You can ask for flour, but you are absolutely unwilling to join the Tujiao Route Army.

Unless you point a gun at my head...

"These guys!"

"Awareness is so low!"

Zhou Qing said angrily.

The other soldiers agreed deeply.

After removing so much flour, we still treat us as enemies.

"Have you finished sending it?"

"It's almost done."

"Okay! Stop the work!"

Yang Yue gave an anxious order.

But I received several messages in a row.

They are all related to Zhao Gang. He has killed twenty-seven Japanese invaders in a row.

This is a very huge number.

You know, Zhao Gang is the political commissar of the Xinyi Brigade!

The New First Brigade has more than 10,000 people, with 122mm and 155mm howitzers!

There are also a large number of individual air defense missiles!

And the bazooka.

There are also a large number of sniper rifles.

What kind of enemy can make Zhao Gang fall into danger?

I can't figure it out.

Yang Yue suddenly sensed that an acquaintance was approaching. It was Zhou Chenglin.

He tried hard to retract his anxious thoughts and found that Zhou Chenglin had arrived outside the city. More than 30 staff members were following him, some in military uniforms and some in casual clothes.

They came on foot. They felt like they had walked a long way, so they looked very tired.

Yang Yue rode his horse out of the city and expressed his warm welcome.

stand at attention.

salute.

Zhou Chenglin returned the favor with a solemn expression.

"Comrade Yang Yue." He said slowly, "You have made great contributions again."

"Where are you from?" Yang Yue asked curiously.

"I came from the Central Plains Military Region." Zhou Chenglin said slowly, "I want to mobilize the masses in this area and do mass work. I heard on the way that you have arrived in Fuyang, so I rushed over."

"You are here just right." Yang Yue immediately became the boss, "I'll leave Fuyang to you."

I felt relieved, the other party came too timely.

The surrounding areas of Fuyang are not under the jurisdiction of the Huainan Military Region.

It's best to hand over it.

"Comrade Yang Yue, I'll ask you something."

"You ask."

"Did Zhou Chilin sacrifice?"

"Secretary Zhou?"

"Zhou Chilin."
To be continued...