Looking at the six trucks loaded with grain and the supplies that had not been unloaded on the carriage, Yang Zhen was happy, but also had a headache. How to avoid disturbing the Japanese to transport these supplies to the place he wanted to go was quite a bit of brains.

Just as Yang Zhen was thinking about how to drive these trucks away, Guo Bingxun was also looking at these cars, but he gave him a surprise: "Old Yang, Li Mingrui and I will drive. As for the remaining four cars, their drivers are all in our hands now."

"Three of the drivers of these six cars are the Manchus they requisitioned. We can use them. When we got in, we were already scared. A few brothers were arranged to monitor each car, so they should not dare to make trouble. But what to do with the remaining one is a bit troublesome. The Japanese drivers will definitely not be able to use them."

When he heard Guo Bingxun say that he could drive, Yang Zhen immediately remembered that Guo Bingxun returned from studying in France. In developed Western countries, even in this era, cars are no longer rare, and they can even be said to be popularized. As an international student or an international student at the Military Academy, it is not uncommon for Guo Bingxun to drive.

But Li Mingrui also drives, but it was beyond Yang Zhen's expectations. After all, this is in a poor and backward China, not in the West. There are definitely not many people who can drive in China in this era. You should know that there are not many cars in the entire China now. Many cars are concentrated in Shanghai, a developed city on the eastern coast like Pingjin. And even in a developed region like Shanghai, there are not many people who can drive.

But how Li Mingrui drove was not important to Yang Zhen now. In his eyes, these materials that could maintain the most basic operation of the troops were even more important.

Regarding Guo Bingxun's inability to find a suitable person to drive the sixth car, Yang Zhen said: "I will drive the remaining one. When I was studying, I fiddled with a classmate's car. You and Li Mingrui can drive three cars, and the rest will be handed over to the few pseudo Manchu drivers. Two people are placed in each car to watch them. I will take a car to the front, and you and Li Mingrui will take a car to obsess the back."

After only solving the problem of the car, the relatively simple carriage became a headache for the two. Guo Bingxun pointed to the carriage lane: "Old Yang, the problem of the carriage is solved. But what should I do with those carriages? Only these trucks have already loaded food, and these materials can no longer be shipped. Few of us can drive the carriage unless we are recruiting some people around."

Regarding Guo Bingxun's suggestion, Yang Zhen shook his head and did not agree, but said, "Old Guo, you should think of a way to put the supplies on the car as much as possible. See if you can take all these supplies away in the car."

"I think the capacity of these cars should be surplus. I just looked at it and the food on each car was about one ton. According to my understanding, the load capacity of these Japanese cars should be one and a half ton. In other words, each car should be half a ton of wealth. I think those quilts and weapons should be able to be installed."

"Anyway, we can't use these trucks afterwards, so we can load as much as we can. There is no problem with overloading. As long as we can stick to the designated location, we can just carry the rest. As for the remaining ones, we can carry them with horses. We can't drive the carriage, but we can always lead the horses and follow them, right?"

Regarding Yang Zhen’s idea, Guo Bingxun disagrees with a little disagreement: "It is best to leave a part of the carriage for the brothers to ride in order to reduce the physical consumption of the brothers and speed up the marching speed. Try to arrive at the scheduled place before dawn. Let me see if there are any of the brothers who can drive the carriage? If it doesn’t work, draw a few brothers who are quick to turn their heads to learn it temporarily. No matter what, this is easier to drive a carriage than driving a carriage."

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Zhen finally nodded and agreed to Guo Bingxun's opinion and said, "Okay. But I can only give you ten minutes. In ten minutes, we will set off when the people who cleaned the battlefield come back."

"Isn't this time a batch of casual military uniforms used by the Japanese to conduct military training for these pioneering regiments? Tell the brothers to change them and bring the ranks of the Japanese who had taken off. Let's pretend to be the Japanese to retreat, and get as far as they can. Let's talk about it when the Japanese really find out. But tell the brothers that no one is allowed to throw away the original clothes."

Guo Bingxun's movements were very fast. In less than ten minutes, he found twenty brothers who claimed to be able to catch a car or had faster heads. He temporarily learned how to drive a carriage.

At this time, Yang Zhen didn't care whether they claimed that they could drive the car or not, nor did they care about how much those who temporarily drove the ducks on the shelves would learn. Yang Zhen sent everyone a flashlight, and a carriage was a standard of ten people. All brothers were arranged to ride in the carriage except those who got on the truck. In order to speed up the carriage, with the help of Liu Laogen, Yang Zhen ordered people to put all the horses on.

The people who were left to clean up the battlefield by Yang Zhen also came back. Seeing Yang Zhen, Li Mingrui threw several guys in the uniform of the puppet Manchukuo police to him, and inserted the speed and slow machine in his hand into his belt and said, "Sir Yang, I just took a few brothers to take over the headquarters of the Liudaohezi Police Station and the Forest Police Team, captured several prisoners and seized a batch of ammunition."

"When we were cleaning the battlefield, we caught two guys who were slightly injured but hid among the dead and pretended to be dead. I used some tricks and these two guys helped them all. I heard them say that they were all out this time, leaving only a few police guards in Liudaohezi. So we took twenty brothers to go to Liudaohezi."

"Good guy, this Japanese guy reacted quickly enough. I just occupied their police station, and Zhuhe County called to ask what happened and how he could shoot. I forced this guy to report that a small bearded beard had harassed the pioneer group, which had been completely wiped out by the forest police. The gunshot just now were the beard of the harassment pioneer group."

"Sir Yang, let's see what we got in Liudaohezi?" After saying that, he waved his hand, and the two brothers behind him sent more than twenty strange-shaped guns in their hands to Yang Zhen.

Li Mingrui pointed to these guns and said, "This is the Huadian seized at the headquarters of the Puppet Manchukuo Forest Police. It is produced by the Fengtian Arsenal. It is much better than the quality of our Sichuan Army's equipment and Sichuan local manufacturing. There are also bullets, and several boxes were seized."

"I think Chief Yang's tactical gun-holding action last time was very suitable for using the flower mechanism. Using the 38 rifle seemed too long, so I brought these flower machine guns back to you. We have made a fortune this time."

This battle not only killed more than 100 puppet troops, but also seized more than 100 rifles on the battlefield alone, all of which were 38 large covers. Six light machine guns, more than ten box cannons. There were also two heavy machine guns that had not been removed from the horse's back and a large amount of ammunition."

"We also seized twenty rifles, eight pistols and more than 100,000 rounds of various ammunition in Liudaohe. The weapons and ammunition were all brought back with the seized horses. Oh, and there are a few maps. The Japanese are really willing to spend a lot of money on the puppet army. Ge Laozi, the equipment of these puppet police is better than that of a battalion of our Sichuan Army."

Yang Zhen took out one of the more than 20 submachine guns on the ground and looked carefully, nodded with satisfaction and said, "You are doing well. However, compared to these more than 20 submachine guns, you can take the initiative to think of the Japanese who fooled Zhuhe with tricks, instead of passively accepting orders to do it, and you should praise them. Regardless of whether you can hide the Japanese who can Zhuhe, you have made a contribution this time."

As a veteran, Yang Zhen learned how to use this old antique weapon with just a few tricks. He inserted a magazine into the gun and pulled the bolt a few times, but Yang Zhen threw the mp18 submachine gun in his hand from Fengtian Arsenal to Xiaohuzi, who had to follow him this time, who had been following him and refused to leave.

Seeing that Yang Zhen liked this weapon that was useless except for the fast firing speed, Li Mingrui scratched his head. Compared to this kind of close attack, he seemed more suitable for the use of gangsters on the street to fight. He was used to being a Mavericks and did not think it was much better than the speed and slow machine in his hand.

In Li Mingrui's opinion, this weapon called flea cage in Sichuan cannot replace light machine guns in terms of range and power, and it seems too bulky as a rifle. If it is in close combat, it is far less convenient than the fast and slow machine, and the range is not as far away as the fast and slow machine. I really don't know where Chief Yang likes this kind of weapon.

But Guo Bingxun did not look at the submachine guns underground, and then commanded the troops to pedal the supplies originally loaded onto the carriage onto the carriage. The rest was how to deal with the members of the captured Japanese pioneer regiment.

When he heard Guo Bingxun ask for instructions on how to deal with the captured members of the pioneering group, Yang Zhen gestured his hand on his neck without hesitation, indicating that all of them should be solved.

Seeing Yang Zhen's gesture, Guo Bingxun, who understood what he meant, seemed a little hesitant and said, "Old Yang, is this a little bad? They are just ordinary people. Judging from their situation, they are not retired Japanese soldiers, but ordinary Japanese farmers. A few of them are just teenage children."

Yang Zhen did not answer Guo Bingxun's words directly, but said quietly: "Old Guo, I remember reading it in a book. Although it may not be true, I think since there is such a legend, it still has its origin in it."

"The book records that during the Jin Dynasty, in order to deal with the threat from the north, the emperor at that time did not allow the Mongolian nomadic tribes to become stronger and threatened themselves, and took a measure against the Mongolian tribes called reducing the number of Mongolian tribes. It is to strictly limit the number of Mongolian tribes through killing."

"Why did the ancient emperors do this? Are they all butchers? No, they did this to prevent these nomadic tribes from posing a threat to their dynasty. Reducing the number of Qidingkou can control its population size and prevent it from building large-scale troops."

"On the one hand, the Japanese migrated these so-called pioneering groups to the Northeast, did indeed ease the situation of large populations and small land in China due to the narrow territory. But the main reason was to better control the Northeast and act as a pioneer for its invasion."

"These pioneering regiments are not only a means they have adopted to occupy the Northeast for a long time, but also to provide them with a stable soldier. These pioneering regiments have to undergo military training, and when needed, they are ready-made troops."

"Although they are peasants now, in the near future, they can become an army to suppress our compatriots at any time. Now, killing dozens of his people, the Japanese will have to lose dozens of qualified soldiers when they recruited troops. Didn't Lao Peng also say that when they were fighting against the Japanese, many members of the pioneer regiment directly participated in the encirclement and suppression of them? Killing these Japanese devils is beneficial to us at least now. These people are not those who can't win over by the puppet military and police."

Speaking of this, Yang Zhen raised his head and looked at the sky that was completely dark at this time, and sighed: "If I hadn't been worried that these people would continue to bully our compatriots, I would rather have made them all disabled. Not only would the Japanese not recruit qualified soldiers, but they would also have to add financial burdens to them. Raising dozens of disabled people will have no benefit to the Japanese except for the burden."

"Old Guo, don't hesitate anymore. These Japanese devils have nothing to sympathize with. No one invited them to come here to explore, and no one welcomed them. This is our land in China, and it's not their turn to come to us to explore."

"You have heard Liu Laogen talk about what they did. If you don't say anything else, just say that they forced their land to sell and drive our compatriots out of the land they have cultivated for generations, they will not be willing to die, and they will not be able to hate the common people if they don't kill them."

"This time we not only want to seize the materials we need from them, but also set an example for the so-called pioneering groups of the Japanese devils in other places. Tell them that even if there are so-called elite Kanto Army soldiers to support them, China's land is not something they want to seize."

"Old Guo, I know you came back from studying in the West and pay attention to the Western knightly demeanor. But Lao Guo is not facing hypocrisy, at least the Western army that we have to do on the surface, but the cruel Japanese. Being kind to them means being cruel to themselves. These people are not worthy of any pity or sympathy."

Yang Zhen's words made Guo Bingxun fall into deep thought. After a long time, he nodded and called a brother beside him to give a whisper.

Looking at Guo Bingxun whose thoughts finally turned around, Yang Zhen patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, hurry up and deal with it, it's time for us to leave."

Hearing Yang Zhen's words, Guo Bingxun shook his head and said, "Old Yang, I obey your orders, but I keep my opinion. We are soldiers, not inhuman Japanese devils. I still think we cannot learn from Japanese devils when dealing with civilians."

Guo Bingxun's words made Yang Zhen shake his head and smile bitterly, but he didn't say anything else. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the few puppet Manchukuo police officers tied up in front of him, and said to Li Mingrui: "Have these people finished interrogation? After the interrogation, they will be sent there."

Upon receiving Yang Zhen's gaze, Li Mingrui immediately understood that Chief Yang was going to deal with these pseudo policemen with the captured Japanese.

Li Mingrui, who understood Yang Zhen's meaning, was not vague. He took a few brothers and picked up the pseudo-police policemen who had been scared to the ground and pressed them to the corner of the wall, blocked his mouth and picked them up with a bayonet.

Li Mingrui did not have the same idea as Guo Bingxun. In his opinion, there was no good thing in these Japanese devils. It would be better to kill them than to release them. No matter what kind of soldiers or ordinary people, it would be better to kill them all. As for these dog traitors who are accomplices of tigers, the more they kill, the better.

Seeing that Li Mingrui had dealt with the puppet Manchukuo police, Guo Bingxun could only shake his head speechlessly, but did not object to it again.

After dealing with everything and giving the pedal order, Yang Zhen took the lead in boarding a car and drove the Japanese-style 94 car full of food and other supplies, which was packed with brothers, out of the Six Daokawako Japanese Development Corps. Behind him were more than a dozen carriages and five other cars carrying supplies.

Yang Zhen turned on the headlights of the car and told Xiao Huziqin, who was sitting next to him, holding a flower mechanism, to stare at the convoy behind him, and take the lead in driving towards the meeting with Peng Dingjie.

The Japanese-style 94 truck was wearing neat Japanese uniforms and carefully avoided larger market towns and counties controlled by the Japanese army. In addition, Yang Zhen spoke fluent Japanese, their convoy did not encounter any major obstacles. Before dawn, they successfully drove into Weihe.
Chapter completed!