Brilliant Sword: Fighting against the Xixi System One Hundred Thousand Japanese Army

The chief of staff's words were very detailed, and the continuous proofs made the joint captain think clearly about one thing very quickly.

Are these craters really made by shells?

The regiment leader suddenly asked himself in his heart: "Yes, the position of the artillery position, the range of the artillery fire, and the charge of the artillery shells are all very strange." '

The joint captain did not express his opinion, but turned to look at the chief of staff and asked, "Chief of staff, what do you mean?"

The chief of staff had a look of excitement on his face: "Your Excellency, Captain, judging from the location of the artillery positions and the depth of the ruts, I don't think the guerrillas who ambushed here have really used heavy artillery."

"They just made the ruts out of the wagons and loads."

"An artillery emplacement has been dug in the hills."

"These are just tricks to confuse us."

"The Huaxia Art of War pays attention to the fact that it is empty, and the empty is real."

"They want us to think there's a ghost artillery unit that doesn't exist."

"Focus on this artillery unit that doesn't exist, and look for it desperately."

"But, this guerrilla group has never used artillery before, but it is full of loopholes when it uses suspicious tactics and arranges artillery traps."

"The guerrillas have no idea how much a real heavy gun weighs."

"So the ruts on the ground are too shallow, and heavy artillery with such an explosive equivalent is brought up the mountain."

"The partisans also don't know how far a heavy artillery can shoot."

"So the sniper position of their heavy artillery actually appeared in an area nine kilometers away."

"At least as far as I know, there is no such a long range and such a powerful heavy artillery in the world."

"This undoubtedly proves that such an artillery unit does not exist in the world."

"The guerrillas are just faking it."

The captain's eyes became much clearer, and he also thought of what the chief of staff wanted to say.

But as a non-stick pan, how can the co-leader come to his own conclusions?

The captain of the regiment was still puzzled, and continued to ask: "Since you don't think there is such an artillery unit."

"Then what about the bombs on the ground?"

"Those imperial warriors were literally killed by the violent explosion."

The chief of staff had a confident smile on his face: "Your Excellency, Captain, have we forgotten another method of bombing?"

Speaking of which, the chief of staff pointed to the sky with his finger: "That's the aerial bomb I just mentioned!"

The regiment leader also looked at the sky when he heard this, and asked slightly, "Aviation bomb?"

The chief of staff nodded and said, "Yes, your Excellency, the captain, it is the aerial bomb."

"If I remember correctly, His Excellency General Otaka didn't send a flying regiment to assist the Fourth Independent Garrison to attack this guerrilla at all."

"This allowed Mao Xiong's plane to take advantage of the loophole, fly into the hinterland of the Northeast, and bombed the Fourth Independent Garrison."

The captain thought for a moment and nodded: "You are right, I will report to General Meizu."

With a smile on his face, the chief of staff bowed his head and said, "Ha Yi!"

The little devil does not have radar at this time, and can only observe the planes flying in with the naked eye.

The chance of making a mistake is not so high.

Lu Feng didn't know that the little devil actually thought so.

If Lu Feng knew about it, he would only comment on it - the little devil has such a rich imagination!

Lu Feng, who was in Shuiquan Town at this time, of course didn't know what the little devil imagined after he opened his mind.

There is no time to pay attention to the things that the little devil can imagine.

Ever since the observation post spotted the devil's reconnaissance plane, Lu Feng knew that it was time for the devil to count down to Ningcheng County.

It's their turn to wreak havoc in the devil's hinterland.

The soldiers are resting quickly to replenish their strength.

Since there is a cafeteria for the little devils in the train station, the soldiers in the cooking squad didn't need to dig a hole, and directly picked up the tools of the little devils and used them directly.

Lu Feng came to the kitchen and asked with a smile, "Old squad leader, what are you having for lunch today?"

The monitor of the cooking class turned out to be a cook from a small restaurant in Taiyuan's family.

Later, when the devils came, the restaurants were closed, so they had no choice but to leave Taiyuan City, and joined the Eighth Route Army in circles.

He was already 38 years old when he joined the army.

I'm in my early forties now.

The old squad leader said with a smile: "Pork stewed vermicelli"

The old squad leader's eyes were shining brightly: "There are good things in the warehouse of these little devils!"

"A whole fan of pork."

"The devils in North China are not so rich during the New Year."

Lu Feng smiled and said, "The Kwantung Army, the devil's elite."

"Put more meat and less vermicelli. The extra meat can be marinated a little and eaten on the road."

Lu Feng wanted to say something else, but a soldier ran over and said, "Commander, Tang Wenguang has woken up."

Lu Feng hurriedly bid farewell to the old squad leader of the cooking squad, and followed the soldiers to get directions to a small independent room at the train station.

Although Tang Wenguang, who had smoked the cream, was in a daze, he knew what was happening around him, but he couldn't move his body.

Just after waking up, Tang Wenguang rolled over from the bed and fell to the ground, and kowtowed, begging the soldiers guarding him to spare him a life.

It's just that this crazy behavior was immediately stopped by the soldiers on both sides.

The soldiers have seen too much of this traitorous landlord.

Facing the crocodile tears shed by the big traitor, the soldiers were completely indifferent.

Just tying Tang Wenguang up will save his blood from polluting the floor, and it will be too troublesome to wipe it when the time comes.

A moment later, Lu Feng walked into Guan Tang Wenguang's room with his bald head.

As soon as he entered the door, Lu Feng pointed to Tang Wenguang and asked, "He is the head of the puppet army."

The bald head nodded his head, and Lu Feng explained everything before asking.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"Sir, he is the commander of the puppet army, and his name is Tang Wenguang."

"Before the devil came, he colluded with the local county magistrate and used force to force the local farmers to sell their land to him."

"Concentrate the public land in the county into private ownership."

"After the devils come, it will be even worse."

"Snatch the land of all the people in the town, and take in the rogues to form a puppet army to serve the devils."

"From time to time, let his subordinate named Fugui rob everywhere."

"Lending usury to the people."

"There are tens of thousands of silver dollars in the cellar of his house."

...

Lu Feng stood aside and listened with a dazed expression, but Lu Feng didn't ask anything to himself.

This big bald head told everything Tang Wenguang did.

In the end, the big bald man said with a flattering smile on his face, "Sir, sir, I have confessed all the crimes of this kid. Is it considered meritorious service? Can he avoid the death penalty?"

Tang Wenguang's face turned into a pig's liver color. If he hadn't been tied up by the soldiers, he would have gone up to fight the big bald head now!

Tang Wenguang thought to himself: "Your uncle is taking my life for yours, right?" '

'Dead fellow Taoist, immortal poor Taoist, right? '

'Since you are the first grader, don't blame me for being the fifteenth grader. '

Tang Wenguang also said with an embarrassing smile on his face, "Sir, I also have something to explain!"