Zhou Xiaoshan wanted to vomit blood a little.

It would be a pity if so many supplies were blown up by the Japanese.

Although there was no gun in Shijiazhuang today, he didn't believe it at all. By day, the Japanese could not find that Shijiazhuang was occupied by him.

Chu Tianshu and Chang Desheng had no joy in seizing, but instead looked worried.

Now, Shijiazhuang is surrounded by enemies on the east, southeast, north, and surrounded by enemies. There are so many supplies.

He now faces two choices. First, transport these special trains loaded with materials to Shanxi, but the railway cannot even pass through Niangzi Pass. If Jingxing goes to the west, it needs to be unloaded. In this way, it is easy to be detected and bombed by the Japanese planes.

The second is to contact Liu Xiang and go south along the Pinghan Line.

But what was going on the south side of the Pinghan Line? Zhou Xiaoshan knew nothing about the garrison of the War Zone.

"By the way, those shoes, quilts and military coats are given a bed for each soldier."

"I can't bring it, so how can I fight for so many things?"

"Where did the baggage corps seize how many horses?"

"More than a thousand, what do you mean, send the horses together!"

"I sent it, and I have all come here, especially the Japanese leather shoes, which are of good quality and imitated by the US military. Although the mountain roads are not as good as our rubber shoes, the weather is too cold and warmer than the rubber sole cloth shoes produced by our Sichuan Army. They can change them and then put the rubber shoes we distributed on the back!"

"Okay, I understand!"

Chang Desheng was a little stupid. The 20th Division's clothes, cotton coats, quilts, and those who killed the soldiers were stripped of their bodies. Their regiment had all been dressed up.

Except for the outermost military cap, the Eighth Route Army, all of them were worn by old goods taken off by the Japanese army.

Who knows there is a brand new one here.

He sent a telegram asking the 129th Division to send at least one regiment to Jingxing to support him. He was wondering if he would change his regiment to the new ones and give the old ones to the 129th Division. It was so cold in winter in Shanxi, whether it was a cotton coat or a quilt, it was all good things.

When Zhou Xiaoshan wrote the telegram, Chang Desheng also discussed with the cavalry commander. Seeing this guy sending the telegram, he spoke again.

"Xiaoshan, how about giving Tan Wangsong to me?"

When he heard Lao Chang's words, Zhou Xiaoshan could not understand what he meant. Now the more soldiers he had, the more supplies he received. In fact, Zhou Xiaoshan also disliked the Eighth Route Army that had too few out of Hebei and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"You're afraid that you're not only interested in Tan Wangsong, but also the defeated soldiers of the Third Army, right?"

Zhou Xiaoshan knew that he had been coveting Tan Wangsong's defeated soldiers for a long time, but the artillery battalion also took a fancy to these soldiers, especially more than one thousand of them, who were paid for the letter of revenge.

Even the remaining more than a thousand people were not convenient for him to give it to him.

"I think it's hard. This kid is a student of the Central Military Academy. He is very energetic. If it weren't for the good equipment of our division and the officer certificate of my Adjutant Liu Xiang, he wouldn't have organized it here with peace of mind and trouble you. I heard that Tang Enbo had sued the lawsuit to Nanjing. After the battle, the 66th Division would be in trouble?"

"Yes, what a pity?"

He also understood that these defeated soldiers were a bit tricky, but Tan Wangsong was definitely a talent.

I was so happy to see the hunting.

Chang Desheng said he was a brigade, but he was different from other teams of the 18th Army.

One of the groups is in the area of ​​Rehe and eastern Hebei.
Chapter completed!