"Political Commissar Zhao, please send this grain back to the bandits. Although our fellow villagers in Zhao Jiayu are poor, they cannot ask for this kind of grain."

Just when Zhao Gang took out the ocean of 100 yuan given by Zhao Shiying, the village chief of Zhao Jiayu stood up and said.

"Yes, Political Commissar Zhao, although these people are bandits, they fight the Japanese like your Eighth Route Army. We have taken the heart, but we can't ask for these things." A Su Lao from Zhao Jiayu also walked out and said.

"Yes, Political Commissar Zhao, they are bandits, but they fight the Japanese, that's a hero, we can't ask for these things!" Another fellow Zhao Jiayu also spoke.

"Yes, Political Commissar Zhao, send it back to them, we can't ask for this thing."

"That is, although our fellow villagers in Zhao Jiayu are poor, they are also strong."

"We Zhao Jiayu villagers welcome these little Japanese people who beat the bitch and raise them. We don't want these things!"

Zhao Gang looked down and saw that the people of Zhao Jiayu knew that Zhao Shiying was fighting the Japanese.

The villagers in Zhao Jiayu obviously changed their views on Zhao Shiying and his bandits.

Although Zhao Shiying also brought people to snatch their food, Political Commissar Zhao just said it.

That was because the bandits were unable to do anything about it, and they were chased by the Japanese.

Although the people of Zhao Jiayu don’t know how many people there are in a small team of Japanese devils.

But they knew that these bandits were not the kind of bandits who did evil, and they fought against the Japanese.

We have to fight with the Japanese, and these bandits can fight the Japanese wholeheartedly after they settle down.

For the people of Zhao Jiayu, fighting the Japanese was like the Eighth Route Army, and they were all heroes.

Although they could not do their best to fight the Japanese in person, they would be fine if they eat less.

Just like their Zhao Jiayu didn't have much food, but every household still raised a little to let the people of the independent group have enough food.

This is their belief, and this is also the simplest idea of ​​these people.

As long as you fight the Japanese wholeheartedly, you will be truly good in the eyes of these people.

Even if they are bandits, they are still heroes. The villagers in Zhao Jiayu admire them.

"Dear villagers, don't worry, this is the bandits of Wang Jiaao and the captured Japanese devils." Zhao Gang looked at the villagers in Zhao Jiayu. After knowing that Zhao Shiying and the others were fighting Japanese devils, he was very moved.

There is no way, this is the simplest idea of ​​everyone in this era. As long as you fight the Japanese, I will support you with all my might.

"But fellow villagers, these things are supported by the bandits of Wang Jiaao!" Zhao Gang took a deep breath and spoke again.

"Only the villagers have eaten well, so they can give them more food next year, and then the villagers can also repay them!" Zhao Gang continued to speak and comforted the people in Zhao Jiayu.

"So blind dates, you must accept these things. This is also their thanks for your life-saving grace!" Zhao Gang continued to comfort him.

Finally, with Zhao Gang's continuous comfort, the villagers in Zhao Jiayu accepted the kindness from Zhao Shiying.

A hundred yuan of ocean was also distributed to the villagers of Zhao Jiayu by Zhao Gang.

There are more than 400 people in Zhaojiayu, which is only 100 households, and it is obvious that Zhao Shiying's ocean can be seen very clearly.

It happened to be prepared for the people of Zhao Jiayu, no more or less, just right.

...

Zhao Gang returned to the regiment headquarters and looked at Li Yunlong constantly looking at painting on the map. Zhao Gang asked in confusion.

"Old Li, what are you doing? Are you going to fight the Japanese stronghold?" Zhao Gang asked Li Yunlong with some concern.

Really, Zhao Gang was also scared. The current assets of the Independent Group really can't stand the trouble.

Fighting the Japanese stronghold is undoubtedly a death sentence.

"Old Zhao, what are you thinking? I, Old Li, are you the kind of warrior who can't fight?" Li Yunlong said, taking out a document that had just been opened and handed it to Zhao Gang and saying. "This is the latest instructions given to us by the brigade commander. See what are you doing!"

Zhao Gang took the document in confusion. The contents in it were very simple. In order to prevent the Japanese from storming, the brigade headquarters decided to break the troops into pieces.

It is also to allow their troops to retain their strength and let them fight guerrillas behind enemy lines!

"Old Li, what are you going to do?" Zhao Gang looked at the document and then confirmed to Li Yunlong again.

After all, the two of them agreed at the beginning, one was in charge of war and the other was in charge of life.

The division of the troops into pieces is also part of the war, so this decision naturally requires Li Yunlong's opinion.

"The original regiment headquarters stayed behind, and the others were all assigned according to the battalion company!" Li Yunlong said without hesitation.

"These bunnies have been in my hands for so long. Now that the orders above have come down, it is naturally impossible for him to stay in Zhaojiayu." Li Yunlong said the truth this time.

There are more than 400 people left in the Independent Group. The food consumed by these people in Zhaojiayu every day, even the people in Zhaojiayu will give them all the supplies given to Zhao Shiying, at most, three months.

It would be better to let the troops of this battalion be lowered and let them gather together again.

Even though doing so is more risky than being with the large army.

But Li Yunlong still chose to do this, and Li Yunlong naturally knew the risks. He, Li Yunlong, believed in his own soldiers.

I believe that my soldiers are still the screaming wolf cub even if they are sent elsewhere.

He can still exert his sword spirit of daring to fight and fight, and will not embarrass him.

"Okay, since you have made a decision, I won't say anything more," although Zhao Gang knew the risks of doing so, Zhao Gang supported Li Yunlong's decision.

"Okay, Lao Zhao, you'll gather up the wrong thing now. I'll give them a lecture, and then let them get out." Li Yunlong said pretending to be careless.

But do you really not care? Li Yunlong cares very much about his soldiers, but Li Yunlong cannot fall down. If his regiment commander falls down, then the independent regiment will be truly collapsed!

...

On the way back to Wangjiaao, Zhao Erhu finally couldn't help it.

"Big boss, do you think those Eighth Route Army members will really give us the things we gave to the people of Zhao Jiayu to them?" When Zhao Erhu said this, he could say that he would cry with pain.

Just as he opened the canvas containing supplies with his own hands, and the ocean of 100 yuan that Zhao Shiying took out.

Really, Zhao Erhu felt like there was a knife in his heart, which hurt so much that he just wanted to cry.
Chapter completed!