Although Tang Bingquan took action against Deshui, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Tang Bingquan was just to block everyone's mouth.

If Tang Bingquan was really following the system of the national army, he would have been executed by gunfire at this time and would not have to wait for the Sulu War Zone to issue a disposal decision.

But after all, Tang Bingquan has already done the problem. Even though Li Yong and the others were very dissatisfied with this problem, they had no choice but to take the troops back to the garrison.

"Brig Commander Tang, this matter will not be solved just like this. If your army cannot give us a reasonable explanation and handling method, I believe our superiors will report this matter to the Sulu War Zone to get the reply we want."

After saying this, Li Yong did not give Tang Bingquan another chance to speak, so he turned around and took the middle-aged man away.

"Brig Commander Tang, the Eighth Route Army needs to explain, and our Qingfeng Village also needs to explain."

"Although we are not the opponent of your Qingyuan Security Brigade, don't forget that I, Zhu Zhiming, have nothing else. In addition to being brave, there are many friends in the world. If there is no reasonable explanation and compensation, you, Brigade Commander Tang, don't want to have a good night's sleep in the future!"

"Brothers, go back to the village! Don't disturb Brigade Commander Tang's compensation plan!"

Zhu Zhiming waved his domineering hand, and the people from Qingfeng Village snorted coldly, then walked out of the Qingyuan Security Brigade Command with a swagger.

The departure of the crowd made the command center, which was still very depressed just now, instantly calm down. Tang Bingquan covered his head and sighed.

The matter of Qingfeng Village is easy to solve. Zhu Zhiming said that this is nothing more than wanting some money. At that time, the matter of giving him some food will probably be over.

But it would be difficult for the Eighth Route Army in Hutoushan to deal with it. If we really waited for the orders from the Sulu War Zone, Yu Deshui would undoubtedly die.

After thinking for a long time, Tang Bingquan finally chose to protect himself. He didn't even ask for love. He waited for his superiors to come to order and did whatever he should do. Anyway, things have already happened, just follow the orders by himself.

Outside Qingyuan County, Li Yongmei saluted Zhu Zhiming and said, "Boss Zhu, your Qingfeng Village is now on the move. We, the Eighth Route Army, remember it. If Qingfeng Village is useful in the future, just speak up!"

Zhu Zhiming clasped his fists and replied with a smile: "Brother Li is so serious. When the Japanese who rode the Fengkou to lead the army to suppress us that day, your army stood up. Today I can be considered as a favor for your army."

"Although Zhu is a bandit, he is still a Chinese at heart, so he naturally has to help with this."

"However, our Qingfeng Village, like your army, suffered heavy losses. It will take a lot of time to recover after returning, so it is not convenient to stay for a long time. Please forgive me, Brother Li!"

Li Yong nodded: "Then let's leave here. If you have the chance in the future, I will bring people with you to thank Qingfeng Village in person!"

Zhu Zhiming nodded, and when he turned around and was about to leave, a voice suddenly came from the team and called him.

"Brother Zhu, please wait!"

Li Yong was stunned and turned around and scolded, "Xiaoyu, don't mess around."

"I'm not making a fuss!" Fan Xiaoyu walked out of the team and said, "Brother Zhu, I want to ask you for help if you have something!"

Zhu Zhiming was stunned and clasped his fists and said, "Miss Xiaoyu has something to say, as long as I can do it, I will never be vague."

Fan Xiaoyu said with a serious expression: "Brother Zhu, I always feel that Yu Deshui is not like a good person. From the very beginning, I felt that he had been deliberately provoking conflicts between us and the National Army. I felt that his behavior was a bit like a spy from the Japanese."

"Brother Zhu, you have a wide connection. Can you help investigate? This can be an explanation to our dead soldiers and the heroes of Qingfeng Village, right?"

"Xiaoyu, the more you talk, the more outrageous you become!" Li Yong hurriedly stepped forward and interrupted: "Although Yu Deshui is a bit a bit bastard, he is also a member of the National Army after all."

"If you have no evidence to reach Tang Bingquan's ears, he may have to cause trouble for us again."

After saying that, Li Yong bowed to Zhu Zhiming: "Don't take Zhu Da's boss to heart, Fan Xiaoyu just said casually."

"I believe that the Sulu War Zone will give us a reasonable explanation. Zhu Dada only needs to go back and cultivate."

"No!" Zhu Zhiming tilted his head and pondered for a moment and said, "Miss Xiaoyu said something, but Yu Deshui is indeed a bit abnormal."

"Brother Li, I've decided to take care of this matter. After I go back, I will mobilize my friends in the world. Is Yu Deshui a spy nearby? You can tell if you check it out."

"Everyone, the green mountains will not change and the green water will flow forever, and we will have a date later!"

After saying that, Zhu Zhiming immediately turned around and left with the man.

After Zhu Zhiming left, Li Yong glanced at Fan Xiaoyu, sighed and turned around and left.

Back at Hutou Mountain station, Li Yong reported the incident to Qiu Ming in detail.

Qiu Ming also quickly gave a plan. The first priority was to tell Li Yunlong through telegram that they had not stopped the Japanese poisonous gas bombs and transported them to the Northeast.

The second is to reintegrate the troops to prevent the Japanese from taking advantage of the victory. After all, the base cannot be lost.

Finally, the incident was sent to the superiors of the Eighth Route Army and asked them to contact the Sulu War Zone and deal with it.

Two hours later, in a loft in Chang Chun, Mingcheng hurriedly took off his headphones and handed the telegram he had just received to Minglou.

"Brother, the operation failed. The poisonous gas bomb was not stopped from Hutou Mountain and transported it to the northeast. It is estimated that the Japanese train was already on the road at this time."

"What?" Minglou was shocked: "How could it fail? Didn't the Regiment Commander Qiu Ming say that the National Army had agreed to participate in this operation?"

"The forces and weapons and equipment of both sides should be basically equal in principle, so why will they fail?"

Mingcheng shook his head: "I don't know the specific reason, but it seems that there was a problem with the people of the National Army, which led to the failure of the operation."

"Oh!" Minglou punched the table hard: "Those guys from the Kuomintang are indeed unreliable!"

"Acheng, you can go to room 1, Tianzi, Deju Inn immediately. Commander Li and others are there. Tell him the news immediately and let him prepare in advance. I will go and meet you later!"

"Yes!" Mingcheng replied: "Brother, where are you? Where are you going?"

Minglou put on his coat and said, "I'll go find Tang Shanhai and the others."

"It's so strange that the action failed. I plan to ask them to report this matter to Shancheng and then go to Yong'an pawn shop again."

"The leader and the political commissar said before that a batch of plastic bags was needed. The shopkeeper Jing there seemed to have already got it. I'll discuss with him how to transport it out of the city."

"By the way, when you go downstairs, tell our young master, and ask him to go to Shuangcheng to tell Political Commissar Zhao about this matter. In order to prevent accidents, please ask Political Commissar Zhao to lead troops to ambush outside Changchun's east gate so that the regiment commander and others can be picked up by then!"
Chapter completed!