"How is it, brother, have you called back on the peak?"

"I sent a code word to it. I don't know if they can understand it. Even if they understand it, they will have to wait for a while to call back." Leng Feng explained.

"Brother, why don't you tell Shangfeng directly?"

"What do you know? Brother will definitely make sense for him to do this." Cong Hu and Niu Miao rushed forward.

"We must be careful in everything in the Japanese-controlled area. If it is clearly stated, the Japanese army can also intercept our telegrams. If it is discovered, the consequences will be unpredictable."

"We can't stay in this place anymore, let's change the place." Leng Feng put away the radio station and took Cong Hu and the other two to continue westward.

Qiu Qingquan, who put down the phone, was embarrassed. How should he reply to this message?

Since Leng Feng used a code word, it was obviously not like exposing his identity. What kind of consideration did he have?

No matter what, he will reply to this message.

"Adminton Qiao, I'm drafting a telegram and asked, "Is the family good, eat enough and wear warm clothes, do you have money to spend?" Qiu Qingquan called his adjutant Qiao Guoliang in and ordered.

"Section, this..."

“Is there any problem?”

"Are you sending a message to Staff Leng?" Qiao Guoliang asked strangely.

"Well, just use our frequency and send a message clearly. The person who receives it will naturally understand what it means." Qiu Qingquan waved his hand.

"Yes!" Qiao Guoliang was full of discomfort, but he closed the folder and saluted a military salute.

The battle situation is very fierce on the front line of Jurong.

Nakajima Imao was very angry about the defeat of the 33rd Regiment. He led the large army to arrive in person, and personally supervised the battle and reorganized the attack.

The 478th Brigade of the 66th Army fought fiercely with the Japanese army for one morning, losing nearly a regiment of troops, retreated to Jurong City, engaged in hand-to-hand combat and street fighting with the enemy, and fought to the death without retreating.

Ye Zhao urgently dispatched two battalions from Tangshui Town to support Yu Yingqi, and then stabilized the situation, but Jurong's loss was inevitable.

The 41st Division of the left-wing King Yaowu of the 478th Brigade, after annihilated part of the Japanese army in the direction of Tuqiao, was subjected to fierce attacks by the Japanese army.

The Japanese army's planes and cannons bombed the national army's positions fiercely, and the battle was in tragic!

The 74th Army suffered great losses on the battlefield of Songhu. After retreating to Nanjing, it was sent to Chunhua Town outside Nanjing before it had time to deploy defenses.

But the national defense fortifications here are not available, there is no key, and water is inflowing. It is too late to build new fortifications, which brings great difficulties to defense.

The 16th Division Division was located in Zhongjia Village, east of Jurong City. After Nakajima Atsugo ordered people to massacre people from the entire village, the Division Division Division Division Division Division Division Division Division Division Division Division Division Division Division Division was stationed in the ancestral hall in the village.

Nakajima Isago eleven serious people, he once walked through the Emperor's secret police leader, giving people a cold feeling.

Therefore, the 16th Division had an unspeakable fear of the division commander.

"Ghost Chariot?"

"Hayi, General, to be precise, the Chinese people controlled a chariot in the Empire. When our troops attacked, they suddenly launched an attack from behind, destroying a number of chariots in our troops, resulting in the failure of the attack."

"Did Noda-kun create such a lie to cover up his failure? The ghost chariot is ridiculous!"

"Ono, this matter was seen by our officers and soldiers, not Noda alone made up!" Kengo Noda said annoyedly.

"So, noda-kun, where is the ghost chariot of the Chinese army now?"

"My subordinate Nomura lieutenant reported that they were chasing the ghost chariot and saw it sink into a lake."

"Haha, sink into the lake, Noda-kun, you won't say that the ghost chariot is gone?"

"Yes, the lake is very deep, and the chariots sank into it and disappeared."

"Enough, Noda-kun, I don't care about the ghost chariot. Give me a deadline. When will I defeat the Chinese army in Jurong City?" Nakajima Imago stood up with a cold face and shouted.

"God of General, before dark, the 33rd Regiment must break into the position of the Chinese army!" Kengo Noda stood attentively.

"Okay, just before dark."

"Hayi!"

"Hisser General, our intelligence department intercepted a group of clear communications and messages from the Chinese army." Nakajima's adjutant came in and reported.

"Open code?"

"Below zero degrees, the bayonet is red. What does this mean?" Nakajima asked.

There is silence around. The Chinese text is too profound and the meaning may be completely opposite in different contexts.

Everyone is from the ranks of the ranks, and playing with words is not a specialty.

"Grandmaster, since the Chinese army has sent a message clearly, it must be a code word. What does this code word mean? It is better to ask a Chinese expert to decipher it."

"Chinese expert, Yao Xi, immediately send the telegram to the dispatching army headquarters and ask them to decipher the Chinese army's code language immediately!"

"Hayi!"

"It's so good at home, you can eat and wear warm clothes. Do you have money to spend?" Leng Feng couldn't help laughing when he received the message.

It seems that someone has seen through his identity. His family is good, he has enough food and warm clothes. He is asking him how he is in his situation and whether he has money to spend? This is asking him whether he needs support.

Leng Feng thought for a moment and quickly pressed the key.

"The home is very good, don't worry, how were the fireworks last night?"

Fireworks, fireworks... Qiu Qingquan was a little confused when he received the telegram. The Japanese army was approaching the capital, so where was there anybody who had the heart to set off fireworks?

"Shenzhen, is this talking about the big explosion last night?"

"What did you say?" Qiu Qingquan almost bit his tongue, which was so shocking.

"Stat, the explosion last night was alarmed by even the commissioner. The fire that soared into the sky was red, but half of the sky was just a huge firework?" said Deputy Qiao.

"No, not bad, Leng Feng, you really gave me a big surprise!" Qiu Qingquan said ecstatically.

"Search, do you want to report immediately?"

"No hurry, now all this is our guess. We must wait for the investigation to confirm before reporting." Qiu Qingquan suddenly thought that Leng Feng had already asked Chief Gui to "sacrifice for his country" with his mouth, but now this man not only lived well, but also set off such a large "firework". Such a record was simply amazing.

How should he explain?

How could I encounter such a thing? I have never encountered it for many years in the army.

Qiu Qingquan dared not hide this from Gui Yongqing, so he immediately went to the phone and told him the matter.

Gui Yongqing answered the phone and called directly to Tang Mengxiao's official residence.

"Brother straightforward, you are asking me a problem. I just announced at the press conference that Leng Feng died heroically. Now you tell me that the human being is not dead. How can I explain to the press and the people in the capital?"

"Brother Meng Xiao, the hero is resurrected from the dead. Isn't this more encouraging morale and the fighting spirit of the people?" Gui Yongqing wanted to slap himself, but you, Tang Mengxiao, don't need to expose a piece of news before you have confirmed it, right?

"How do you want me to tell the press?" Tang Mengxiao still wanted to save face.

"Commander-in-Chief Tang, if you don't want to say it, I, Gui Yongqing, will go and make an agreement myself." Gui Yongqing was annoyed. He, the captain of the teaching corps, could not let his subordinates suffer such a loss. How could he lead troops in the future?

"Brother straightforward, don't get angry, okay, I'll turn around and have someone issue a press release to clarify."

"That's it, Commander-in-Chief Tang has troubled!" Gui Yongqing hung up the phone immediately.

Tang Mengxiao smiled bitterly on the other end of the phone. This was a good thing, but he said it and took it back.

The limelight has brought you Gui Yongqing and the teaching team to the outside world.

"Brother, there is a village in front. Should we go there?" Cong Hu, who was walking in the front, came back and reported.

"It's almost noon, everyone is hungry?"

Not saying that, Leng Feng still knew that they had eaten all the dry food they carried yesterday and were already hungry now.

"Don't go into the village anymore, Cong Hu, take some money to go to the village to find people to buy some food." Leng Feng considers their current identities and is prone to misunderstandings, so it is better not to go into the village.

First, it is easy to expose its identity, but second, it will bring danger to the villagers.

The atrocities of the Japanese army along the way are enough to show that they cannot be measured by human thinking, and it is best to be careful in everything.

"Yes, big brother!" Cong Hu is a local, and he will not be suspected of him when he goes.

"See if there are any old clothes, let's get four sets of them back. Our dog skin is so silly." Leng Feng added.

"Yes, brother!"

After Cong Hu left, Leng Feng took Niu Miao and Tieshan found a forest nearby to rest.

About half an hour later, Cong Hu came back with a basket in one hand and a big bag in the other.

"Brother, see what I bring back?"

Leng Feng looked at the things Cong Hu brought back and was a little surprised: "How come there are so many dishes and wine?"

"There is a family in the village today who is having a wedding. The family is having a drink. When I went there, the owner was very enthusiastic and prepared a table of wine and food for me."

"Have you paid?"

"I'm giving money, they don't want it, but they just packed five yuan of red envelopes. We can't eat others for nothing." Cong Hu said.

"Well done well, no matter where you go, you are not allowed to oppress the people. If anyone violates this, don't blame me, the elder brother, for not recognizing you!" Leng Feng said solemnly.

"Yes, brother!"

"Where did this dress come from?"
To be continued...