Kong Jie said dumbfoundedly: "You will be punished if you say so."

Zhao Gang also said: "Yes, because of inaccurate information, the army suffered major casualties. As the regiment commander, a serious warning is absolutely indispensable."

Li Yunlong said: "It's better to be punished than to be robbed by the brigade commander?"

After saying that, Li Yunlong walked to a military horse again, rubbed the wooden box on the horse's back, as if he was stroking his beloved yellow girl, and said, "These are all treasures!"

Zhao Gang and Kong Jie looked at each other and stopped talking.

Because they knew that once Li Yunlong made up his mind, even ten cows could not be pulled back.

Zhao Gang again whispered to the captured puppet soldiers and asked Li Yunlong: "Old Li, what are you going to deal with these puppet soldiers? Do you want to instigate them to join the independent group?"

"This cannot be asked." Li Yunlong shook his head flatly, "These puppet troops used to be the Kuomintang security team, and they were basically veterans, who cheated on kilns and smoked cigarettes, and they could do everything. If they entered our independent team, they would ruin the military atmosphere."

"Then let them go." Zhao Gang said, "From forward, it is the control area of ​​our independent regiment. You can't let them go further, otherwise they will turn around and report our defense deployment to the Japanese."

"Okay." Li Yunlong nodded, "Say a few words to them first before letting them go."

...

Not far away.

Ge Fugui, Pan Ren and several other platoon leaders were gathered together and whispering.

Pan Ren said while drawing circles on the ground: "Brother, why do I feel that the situation is not right? The Eighth Route Army will not plan to kill someone to silence the truth, right?"

The other two platoon leaders shivered with a chill.

Looking back, I saw several heads of the Eighth Route Army looking here, with a bad expression.

Ge Fugui's heart was also hanging, but he said, "Don't talk nonsense, the Eighth Route Army is not such a person."

"Why do you believe the Eighth Route Army? If they say they don't kill people, they won't kill people?" Pan Ren said with a sad face, "I pity my three-month-old baby and my 98-year-old mother..."

"Damn it, it's coming again!" Ge Fugui's face immediately turned dark.

At this time, one of the Eighth Route Army soldiers came over with murderous aura.

"You are Company Commander Ge, right?" The head of the Eighth Route Army walked up to Ge Fugui and said, "I am Zhao Gang, the political commissar of the Independent Regiment of the 386th Brigade of the Eighth Route Army. After verification, none of you have done anything that is harmful to the world, so you decided not to pursue it. But I warn you that if you do something that will be sorry to the people of Yangquan in the future..."

"No, absolutely not." Ge Fugui rushed to say, "We will never hurt the people!"

"Remember what you said today!" Zhao Gang said again, "Another, go back and tell Tsuda Mitake that the Kuroshima United was destroyed by our Independent Corps, and the Huting stronghold was also fought by our Independent Corps. If he wants to take revenge, he will come to us and don't harm the innocent people! Soldiers should look like soldiers."

Zhao Gang was still worried that the Japanese army would retaliate against the people in the base area.

Although he knew that it was useless to say so, he still wanted to give it a try.

Zhao Gang had never imagined that his words confuse the audio-visual.

"You must bring it to me, sir." Ge Fugui nodded repeatedly.

...

Taiyuan, the first Japanese army headquarters.

The commander of the First Army, Yoshio Shinozuka, was entertaining the North China Front Chief of Staff Miyao, who was coming to inspect the work. The captain of the special agent team, Yamamoto Ichiki, stood by and accompanied him.

"Miano Jun, this is the new Xinyang Maojian this year, please."

Yoshio Shinozuka held his hands solemnly, and Miyanodo opposite him picked up the teacup.

After taking a sip of the tea soup, Miyano Dao praised: "The tea is green and moist, and the aroma is rich. It is really rare to have good tea. There are few such precious teas in the empire."

"The great things in China are fighting, and Xinyang Maojian is just one of the leaves."

"The Chinese people are worthy of such a heaven-given land, and only the Yamato people are worthy of it."

"But it is not easy to occupy the entire China. Since the Lugoqiao Incident, the Japanese-Chinese War has lasted for four years. The resistance of the Chinese people has not weakened, but has become more intense."

"Yes, the resistance of the Chinese people is even more intense."

"Miano-kun doesn't think there is something wrong with our tactics."

"Shinozuka's words seem to be meaningful? Please give me some advice."

Yoshio Shinozuka put down the teacup and said, "A half a month ago, an encounter occurred in the Taiyue Bandit District of the Eighth Route Army. This was an insignificant battle, but the result was unexpected."

Miyano Daoichi said: "I wonder what an unexpected method is?"

Yoshio Shinozuka said: "One side participating in the war is a so-called independent regiment of the Eighth Route Army, with nearly 200 casualties, and the other side is Yamamoto's special agent team."

Speaking of this, Yoshio Shinozuka deliberately stopped.

Miyano Daoichi couldn't help asking: "How many people were injured or killed in Yamamoto's special forces?"

Yoshio Shinozuka did not answer, but turned his eyes to Yamamoto Ichiki.

Yamamoto Kazuki said, "General, no casualties in the special agent team."

"Is that true?" Miyano said in shock, "This is very rare."

Yoshio Shinozuka smiled and said, "In the Tokyo battery, a score of 200 to 0 is common, but in the Chinese battlefield, such a score is hard to see."

Miyamoto Ichi was intrigued and asked, "Shinozuka, can I see this army?"

"Of course, they have long wanted to accept the review by Miyano." Shinozuka Yoshio stood up.

Yamamoto Ichiki also walked to Miyano Daoyi and said with a solemn hand: "General, please!"

Miyano Daichi stood up happily and followed Yoshio Shinozuka and came outside.

But I saw that an army of about 80 people had been on standby in the yard for a long time.

With just one glance, Miyano Doichi saw the uniqueness of this unit. Not only were they equipped and worn differently from other Japanese infantrymen, but the most important thing was that the momentum of the entire team was also completely different.

If you have to make an analogy, then this army is like a sharp sword, unstoppable.

Even if you are separated by dozens of meters, you can feel the murderous aura that gushed out from them.

Although I didn’t see the performance of this army’s killing of enemies with my own eyes, Miyano Doichi believes that a unit with this momentum will definitely not have poor combat effectiveness!

"Yo Xi." Miyano Nodded happily and said sincerely, "If the troops of the North China Front Army can have the same appearance as Yamamoto's special forces, why worry about not being able to handle public security?"

Yoshio Shinozuka said happily: "Miyono, it's not too late to start making changes now."

Miyano nodded and said, "Indeed, when I return to Peking, I will propose to the commander to launch a special agent pilot in various army and divisions, innovate tactics, and purify public order!"

Yoshio Shinozuka was in a good mood and was about to say a few more words, but the sound of rapid footsteps sounded behind him.

Looking back, I saw an intelligence officer at the headquarters coming over with a dark face, as if something had happened.
Chapter completed!