Check in from the bright sword

"Company Commander Lin, you have overlooked another fact." Chu Yunfei shook his head and said, "Maybe the devil is really regressing, but your progress is even greater!"

"You may not feel it yourself."

"But as a bystander, I can see clearly."

"The current you are no longer inferior to Sun Ming!"

"No, no, no." Lin Zhiqiang shook his head quickly and said, "It's still incomparable with the company commander."

Chu Yunfei didn't say much about this topic, but he said with a smile: "In short, the combat effectiveness of the Japanese army is much worse than that of five years ago, and our Jinsui Army has caught up in terms of combat effectiveness and equipment."

"So, the Japanese army can't last for a few years and will be kicked out of China soon."

"Really? This is great." Lin Zhiqiang was overjoyed when he heard the words, "If the Japanese devils are driven away, we Chinese can live a peaceful life for a few days."

"Live a peaceful life?" Chu Yunfei shook his head and said, "Not necessarily."

"Not necessarily?" Lin Zhiqiang said blankly, "Tuan Zuo, what do you mean?"

Chu Yunfei said quietly: "Don't you see that the strength of the Eighth Route Army is getting stronger and stronger?"

"I won't talk about the far ones, just talk about Li Yunlong's independent regiment. It may not be as large as our 358th regiment, but it is even higher than our 358th regiment in terms of combat effectiveness!"

"Having such a strong friendly army, it is of course a blessing when we fight devils together."

"But once the Japanese devils are beaten away, it will immediately become a big trouble."

Lin Zhiqiang said in a deep voice: "Tuan Zuo, you mean we will fight the Eighth Route Army?"

"This is a lice on the bald man's head, it's obvious." Chu Yunfei nodded and said, "Our 358th regiment must also plan ahead and plan ahead for the next big battle."

After Lin Zhiqiang heard this, he looked disappointed.

In a fight with the Eighth Route Army, wouldn't the company commander become his enemy?

It's really impossible to let him attack the company commander.

After walking the mountain road all night, Li Yunlong and his party have not reached Zhaojiayu yet.

As a result, as soon as he walked halfway, he saw a figure covered in frost all over his body standing there. If it weren't for two balls of hot air coming out of his nostrils from time to time, he would have been frozen to death.

Li Yunlong took a closer look and was startled: "Old Zhao, why is it you? Damn it, I saw it from a distance just now, and I thought it was a winter melon beaten by frost."

"You fucking have the face to criticize me?" Zhao Gang retorted, "Look at yourself, you look like a blue-faced beast."

Li Yunlong chuckled, and said again: "Old Zhao, why are you not sleeping in the house this early in the morning, why did you come halfway?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Zhao Gang said unhappily, "The head and chief of staff of our independent regiment took the Spike Squad and the cavalry company out to carry out combat missions. Can I, the political commissar, fall asleep?"

Li Yunlong's eyes widened: "You won't stand here all night, will you?"

"That's not true." Zhao Gang shook his head and said, "But I have been waiting for at least two hours."

"I said Lao Zhao, Lao Wang is with me, why do you have to worry about it?" Li Yunlong felt warm in his heart, after all, he was our political commissar and cared about us.

Zhao Gang said: "Old Li, is the operation going well?"

"Smooth, so smooth that it can't be any more smooth." Li Yunlong paused at this point, then turned around and said loudly, "Monk, quickly take out the roast chicken you are covering in your arms."

Wei Dayong agreed, and took out a roast chicken from his cotton coat.

Even through the oiled paper, you can still smell a tempting meaty aroma.

Li Yunlong took the roast chicken and handed it to Zhao Gang: "It's still hot, Lao Zhao, eat it quickly."

Zhao Gang was not polite either. He tore open the greased paper bag and took a bite: "Well, this roast chicken is delicious. It's worth waiting here for two hours early in the morning."

Li Yunlong chuckled, and said, "Would you like another sip of wine?"

"Old Li, don't tempt me to make mistakes." Zhao Gang flatly refused, "You can eat the roast chicken, but you are absolutely not allowed to drink the wine."

"Old Zhao, it's a pity not to drink such a good roast chicken." Li Yunlong said, "One sip, just a sip."

In fact, when we walked halfway last night, Li Yunlong was already addicted to alcohol while Zhao Gang was away, but now when he saw Zhao Gang eating roast chicken, his alcohol addiction fell again.

"No!" Zhao Gang was unmoved, "Not even half a mouthful!"

"Damn, it's really boring." Li Yunlong said, "I'm blinded by a roast chicken."

Zhao Gang didn't care either, and asked Wang Yan again: "Old Wang, how much benefit did you get this time?"

Before Wang Yan could answer, Li Yunlong rushed to reply: "Old Zhao, speaking of this, our independent group has made a fortune this time, hehehe."

"Let's talk about the captured weapons and equipment first."

"There are two Type 2 heavy machine guns."

"Three Type 3 light machine guns."

"There are 26 bastard boxes."

"32 shell guns."

"That's all the weapons and equipment, not many."

"But the ammunition seized is not young or old."

“计有792毛瑟尖头弹200箱，65尖头铜芯弹100箱，77九二式重机枪弹200箱，九四式50掰香瓜手雷200箱。”

Speaking of this meal, Li Yunlong said regretfully: "It's a pity."

Zhao Gang then asked: "Old Li, what's the pity? What's the pity after getting such great benefits?"

"It's a pity that we have too few horses, and the time is short." Li Yunlong said, "Otherwise, all the munitions in the arsenal could be transported back to Zhaojiayu. The ones who were not able to transport them away in time were the ones who were finally blown up."

"We just took a small part of it, it's a pity."

Chapter 407: Gong Xi Fa Cai

It was already noon when Li Yunlong and his party returned to Zhaojiayu.

Back at the regiment headquarters, the first thing Li Yunlong did was to ask Lao Wangtou to make some hot dishes for him, including the roast chicken packed from Juxian Tower last night, and he also asked Lao Wangtou to reheat it and serve it up.

In addition to roast chicken, Lao Wangtou also cooked a large pot of pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli.

Nowadays, the life of the independent group is much better than before.

Because the cigarette factory sells hundreds of cigarettes every day, and various materials such as flour, millet, wheat, sorghum, sweet potatoes, corn and even rice are continuously transported to their base area.