Zhao Hu became popular as soon as he heard this. What happened to Wang Dalaba? It would be fine if he said his own sarcastic words at first, but now he actually reported in front of the commander. Wouldn't he consume some more resources? This was all stolen by himself.

Just as he was about to go out to defend himself, the commander's voice came over: "Xiao Wang, it's a good thing to build tanks, which means that our military-industrial team is becoming stronger and stronger. Why are you opposing it?"

"Commander, you don't know. I wrote a few more words last time. This guy wears my little shoes every day. Until now, he doesn't even let me train. Do you think I can swallow this?"

"Hahahaha, I understand. It's just the murderer, Zhao Hu, too. I want me to tell you, you are usually very stable, why do you become a different person when you arrive on the battlefield?"

While they were talking, the two of them had arrived at the door. Zhao Hu was so angry that he was itchy. He was about to go forward and say a few words, but he saw that Wang Shubing had hid behind the commander and winked at him.

Zhao Hu was not angry for a moment, so he could only salute the commander, and then brought the commander into the weapon laboratory, expressing his difficulties.

The commander didn't have much help with the problems on these equipment, but he asked to repair the two tanks first and use them to do a big deal.

It turned out that most of the Japanese army's autumn raids were carried out around Hebei, but they were not infringed on Pingshan City, which was close to him. It was probably one of the Japanese's vicious plans. They wanted to disintegrate the relationship between the two armies from the side. Because the relationship between the two armies was not good this year, the Japanese army was preparing to suppress one side, gather a faction, and also used the method of pushing and grinding.

While the commander was out to greet him, Zhao Hu glared at Political Commissar Wang fiercely, and the old man Wang whispered: "Who told you not to put me in the tank? If you don't put me in, I will report you!"

Zhao Hu was so angry that he blew his beard and glared: "I said you are a great political commissar, but you actually act like a child. Is it necessary?"

"Yes, why don't you? I just like tanks and fire machine guns. What's wrong with you?"

"Okay, okay, you win, and you will let the tank below drive!"

The first battalion of more than 400 soldiers, equipped with neat equipment, followed the two tanks with a pride and headed eastward. This time, it was the Eighth Route Army that accepted the voluntary surrender. Everyone was radiant and full of energy!

Speaking of which, I have to thank the old men who have been staying in the independent division. They had been educated by our party, but later the troops were captured from the inside by a few guys and lost to various places. After this exchange between the two armies, coupled with the Japanese army's covetous eyes and the Jin army's hypocritical disobedience, the call for returning to the Eighth Route Army became even more urgent.

In order to prevent the Japanese army from spying on our whereabouts, the troops went south for a long circle, then crossed the Ye River, and headed north, preparing to pass outside Pingshan City and reach Huangbi Lake.

Last year, there were some droughts in the land of Henan Province, and many refugees fled to the west, so many lands in western Hebei naturally came. Now, they are dressed in rags and begging along the way.

Director Shu had already issued an order, and these victims were naturally handed over to the unified management of the army's logistics department. If anyone wanted to go to the base, they would also be escorted by local militia. This move naturally did not want all kinds of eyes and ears to get into the army, so that people could find out the truth.

In the eyes of the soldiers, these victims are naturally extremely miserable to take their families, but in the eyes of the special forces, this is not the case.

In the crowd, there were some guys with big waists and round waists and fleshy faces fanning from time to time. What was the Eighth Route Army no longer the people's army, what was the Eighth Route Army that could not be saved by death, and some people were even more arrogant and directly instigated fellow villagers who didn't know the truth to stop the troops from going, threatening that those who didn't give them food were not allowed to leave.

The bayonet was watching in the team and couldn't help laughing. This kind of cheering without any technical content would not play any role. Apart from providing some irrelevant materials to those reporters with unknown sources, it would basically not play any role. However, the tricks of these people are probably not limited to this. After they find that no one pays attention, there will definitely be follow-up actions.

He was not anxious, but those people were anxious. The legendary Erlang Shen and the Eighth Route Army cadres hid in the iron shells all the way except for showing their faces from the tank at the beginning. They touched the small pistols on their waists, but they wanted to start but didn't dare. One was afraid of the armed soldiers, and the other was that they were useless to take them out and they couldn't kill the tanks at all. When did the Eighth Route Army be so awesome? Even the tanks were equipped. Didn't they ride horses when they traveled before?

Opportunities were fleeting. Before they could come up with a feasible solution, the army had already passed through the crowd and detoured north. It seemed that the plan to use chaos to create assassination failed and could only wait for the evening to see the situation. They did not believe that the Eighth Route Army would ignore so many victims. You must know that in order to cooperate with this operation, the Japanese army rushed people from a distance, in order to create opportunities for them!

In the evening, the Eighth Route Army finally stopped in an open area north of the city, dug trenches and caught fire to cook.

The team following behind was getting longer and longer, and even the victims stranded outside the city gate followed. This was naturally the idea of ​​those people in the crowd. I don’t believe that until the evening, what else do you have to stop the hungry crowd!

The Eighth Route Army moved, and wooden signs suddenly appeared on the wide open space. There were a platoon of soldiers standing in front of each sign. They did not hold food, but held a rifle tightly!

The traitors were about to make a fuss again when they heard a few iron trumpets roaring at the same time: "The Lin County people come to me, and the Lin County people are gathered."

Over there, someone said in the Yu Provincial accent: "Come here, Anyang's come here."

A group of traitors are stupid. What's the situation? If they get someone by dividing them, they won't be able to get involved in the situation. If they have three households and one insurance company, one household can recognize each other, and they will be waiting for others to appear in minutes!

So someone took advantage of the chaos and shouted: "We are not from Henan Province, and our Ci County has also been affected by the disaster!"

The cannon grinned his teeth, and soon, a soldier behind him shouted: "Everyone from Hebei Province has come here, and everyone has gathered here. I'll send you steamed buns when I come here!"

A few of them squeezed over. Before they arrived, they found that there were several colleagues there. They thought they were not good. They were just sending themselves to the tiger's mouth. They quickly squeezed behind while the person was not paying attention.

Sure enough, people were divided by account, but the Eighth Route Army did not distribute steamed buns on the shore, but first brought all the women and children to the boat, where they were gnawing on the dry food while going upstream!

The traitor team was stupid. How could he make trouble when he got the man on the boat? In the dark, dozens of people were crowded together and wanted to ask the boss what to do. An old guy with gray hair and looked no different from an old farmer gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "I squeezed in in batches, and there are hundreds of men. They dare not do anything to us!"

Hundreds of men were assigned to about ten places as usual, with gray hair and thought they were old-fashioned, and mixed in with their teeth. Listening to the little warrior in front of them talking to the first person, they thought to themselves that as expected, they were mobilizing to join the army. As long as they pass this level and turn around and concentrate their hands, they can still get things done.

The Eighth Route Army dispatched more than 20 squads, and there were more than 20 people next to each group of people. There was only a person in front of the table saying: "My fellow villager, when you arrive at our base, you must use the border ticket. If you have any property, we can help you exchange it for free. If you don't want to, you can also put it on your fellow villager and send it back to you after taking a shower. You must know that our Eighth Route Army is good to you and cannot bring infectious diseases such as lice..."

When a few guys heard this, they were stunned. What should I do if I took a shower, what should I do if the gun was hidden on my body? It’s okay to say that other guns were all over the arms of many people. Isn’t this cotton jacket revealed when I take off my cotton jacket?
Chapter completed!