The Sichuan Army's car paint was gray, while the Japanese Army was disgusting yellow.

He sacrificed so many brothers, and these people took off the Japanese military uniforms in disgust and replaced them with the 66th Division's own local cloth uniforms.

Su Haiyou was completely confused.

Even his brother took over the Sichuan Army uniform and showed an incredible expression.

How could the Sichuan Army be the Sichuan Army? Not to mention that the Sichuan Army are all scattered warlords, far from the Northeast Army, and even poorer.

"Worrying that I'm hiring a debt? Wang Changqing, give it money!"

Zhou Xiaoshan did not give them a big ocean, but gave them gold directly, twenty-five people, ten thousand two thousand!

Su Hai's father Su Zhaoqing was shaking his hands when he took so many little yellow croakers.

"Su Hai, since we have followed the special agent camp of our 66th Division, we are brothers. I have an idea. Senior Su, please take the villagers to Sichuan with me, but then we will have to divide the troops into two groups. In order not to attract the attention of others, you more than 20 people will go back with us by land. Senior Su, how about taking the villagers from the sea and across the Yangtze River? "

"But, sir, I want my son to fight the Japanese. Although you also fought the Japanese yesterday, Sichuan is too far away!"

"Don't worry, old man, the Japanese will never just occupy the Northeast and Rehe and put their chopsticks on them! Once they invade North China, China and Japan will be a great war, and the Sichuan Army will never be out of trouble. In three years, the Sichuan Army did not leave Sichuan to fight against the war. Su Hai trained us another cavalry, so I will take him to the Northeast to fight the Japanese!"

"Okay, Chief Zhou is a perfect person, I can trust you!"

"Mr. Su, let me tell you a situation. Things you come from the Northeast, including our wars, must be kept confidential. If the traitors in Nanjing find out, they will lose their heads. Many people will, including senior generals of the Sichuan Army, must say that you rely on yourself to Pingjin."

"Okay, I'll say hello to them. Whoever wants to say it out, the whole family will be buried with you!"

"Also, when you arrive in Sichuan, I will place you in Nanjiang, which must be a separate village. You can buy land or rent land or study, even children can study, but how to do things in Sichuan, even children must keep their mouths tight!"

"Don't worry, old man!"

Su Hai also nodded.

"Don't worry, Chief Zhou, the people from several of us in the village made vows when we moved together, and shared the joys and sorrows and were the most united!"

They had two trucks from the Gerha River, one of which was equipped with fuel, and the other unloaded the cargo on the other.

After fighting that battle, seven more cars were driven, and one of them broke and evacuated in Tangshan and abandoned them. Now they have a total of twenty-six trucks, two Jeeps, and two cars, all arrived in Tianjin.

There are twelve Isuzu trucks made in Japan. Zhou Xiaoshan becomes more and more weird as he looks at them. He feels that even if the car is painted with the gray of the Sichuan Army, it is easy to be exposed.

It was really disgusting. Qin Lie said that after receiving a telegram from Chen Jingfang, some apartment officials wanted to follow the secret service camp back to Sichuan. If they might get it in, they would sneak into the Japanese spy. The car had arrived in Tianjin. It would be a pity to throw it away. See if it could be sent to Zhang Jixian's ship.

"Capital Commander Zhou, we are going to Peking, will you lend us your car?"

Mr. Chang, Zheng Chunhua and his party, eight people set out from Nanjiang and killed He Ping. Five of them remained in Rehe, and only these two were left to return to Sichuan with him.

"If you need it, you can give it to you."

"Our organization is too arrogant to use this, so let's forget it. You Yongzhou also lack cars. Chunhua said that Commander Feng's Ford is far worse than these two sedans. If the Red Army becomes stable in the future, I will give me a jeep! Truck, if I need it, you will also give two!"

Chang Desheng knew that Zhou Xiaoshan’s two cars were the best new cars in Chengde City.

Even the toe mother could guess that he brought it back to Feng Tiankui.

However, everyone lived and died together, and they also had a good impression of each other. Zhou Xiaoshan was not surprised that he was sending the car.

"I have greeted the comrades in Peking and kept the news of your trip to Rehe strictly confidential. There are only two people now, and I know your situation."

Mr. Chang, more cautious than Zhou Xiaoshan.

The boy was very moved and immediately saluted him.

"Thank you so much."

"By the way, General Sun weighed with the leaders of the Beijing Municipal Party Committee a few days ago. In order not to stimulate the Japanese army to further invade China, they decided not to publicly disclose the news of liberation of Chengde."

There is some reason for this. Zhou Xiaoshan is also afraid of overstimulating the Japanese and changing the course of history.

It seems that people have also considered protecting the Sichuan Army Special Service Battalion.

"The camp, Qin Lie telegram, Feng Mingliang and his team have boarded the Haiyun ship, and will arrive in Tianjin tomorrow morning."

Zhou Xiaoshan was a little confused about Zheng Chunhua's telegram.

Zhao Zhuzi and Feng Mingliang are so brave that they dare to make good decisions and bring so many national-savior troops to Sichuan.

Both of them were not afraid of any accidents on the road and their identities were exposed.

I am not afraid that the teacher will know, so I will take it apart for them.

"How do you explain to the teacher? You have to think about it carefully and wait until I come back to Peking."

"When we return, don't come here. The weather is hot. This car has been painted with fresh paint. It will be dry today. We will go to the fishing village we stayed in Tianjin last time."

Not everyone can do the work of fighting behind enemy lines.

Once the nervous mood relaxes, I tie up the tent and fall asleep for a while.

However, a group of officers, including Qi Jun and three college students, were waiting for Zhang Zhenhe and the others to buy oil from Tianjin.

"Qi Jun, I believe we are the team fighting the Japanese this time."

Seeing Wei Shi, Qi Jun, Zhu Yun and Feng Zhaokai nodded desperately.

"What does it feel like watching us fight against the Japanese army this time?"

"How to say, the momentum is like a rainbow, and the Japanese are throwing their armor."

"Remember the first military rules of the Special Services Camp, as careful as a thread and as tight as a bottle. If there is no other military order notice to declassify, you can only bring it to the grave."

What a happy thing. It was news that occupied Chengde and killed so many Japanese devils.

After Zhou Xiaoshan said this, the three of them seemed to be a balloon that was slaughtered and stopped.

Although the three of them had thoughts, Zhou Yingzuo's solemn act was military orders.

"Your classmates have a good relationship. You must remember that you cannot say anything, and you cannot say a word. You must eat and cover all your experiences during this trip to Rehe."

"I understand the humble position."

Seeing Qi Jun saluting, Zhu Yun and Feng Zhaokai also raised their hands.

Zhou Xiaoshan did not hold a combat discussion last night, and this time he gathered all the secret service camps!

"You guys say, how did we fight yesterday's encounter?"

“It’s very satisfying?”

A soldier named Du Heng finished the quick answer and the entire camp was laughing.

"Don't you think many casualties can be avoided? First of all, I will review that the training in the past six months is basically the cooperation of the tactical team. The first-level tactical training of the platoon is blank. If you are not prepared for the experience of the frontal battlefield, you will be ordered. The entire battlefield is in chaos. Obviously, the opponent has not organized a good defense, but we have not organized a good attack either!"

Faced with Zhou Xiaoshan's problem, many soldiers were at a loss.

"It's a bad fight. I have a responsibility for the camp. I haven't organized our company well!"

Chen Hu also knew that he was not good at fighting, so Zhou Xiaoshan punished him to take a boat and actually asked him to recover from his injuries on the boat.

"I have a responsibility, too. Our third company is just scrambling to kill the enemy. Except for the three-person battle formations, the whole group is basically not messed up, and everything else is messed up!"

With these two company commanders and Zhou Xiaoshan starting, the platoon leader below also began to speak freely.

"The Japanese army is really strong, they are very accurate in shooting, they will never retreat when they fight to the death, and the wounded soldiers are terrifying?"

"The Japanese army is also very strong in fighting for the slaughter. I saw five national-saviors rushing to the three Japanese troops, but they never fought. Fortunately, Zhu Yang next to me used a gun to knock two of them out in time."

"Battleman, I think the Special Battalion is strong enough in the 66th Division in the Sichuan Army, but when fighting with ordinary Japanese companies, it can only be considered as a pound of half a pound. When I go back, I have to increase the training intensity. It is best to conduct tactical training for the first-level offensive, defense, firepower configuration, and tactical training."

This encounter happened to be the right one, pouring a pot of cold water on this group of my top spy camps in the world.

He also reminded him.

Zhou Xiaoshan felt that this trip to Rehe was worth it.

"Okay, all the platoon leaders and above participating in the battle will recall the battlefield, write an explanation, summarize their performance and the performance of similar situations next time, and we will discuss it again. At that time, we will discuss some offensive and defensive training plans for companies and platoons."

Zhou Xiaoshan finished ringing the alarm for several officers and also breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, don’t say that he was not satisfied with the platoon leader of the company, he was not even satisfied with his own performance!

Zhang Zhenhe went to Tianjin City and came back.

He not only brought a truck of fuel.

He also brought more than a dozen wooden boxes.

Some white cloth.

Fourteen brothers who were alive two days ago in the secret service camp.

The soldiers of the spy battalion changed into Sichuan military uniforms, put on makeup, and lay firewood piled up on wooden stands.

Zhou Xiaoshan wanted to cremate his brothers and take them back to Sichuan. He didn't want his brothers to sleep here forever.

Fire a gun, salute, and ignite.

When Zhou Xiaoshan was silently seeing off his brothers.

Chen Hu's broken voice rang.

"The hillside to the east is eyeing two cows, and the bull said to the cow..."

The duck's singing voice is so bad.

“Stop, stop, stop.”
To be continued...