Literary people like to praise others for being talented and famous, just like every girl likes to hear men praise her for being beautiful.

Now, Yang Bing has become Du Wencai's life-saving benefactor, saved Du Wencai and praised Du Wencai.

So, after hearing Yang Bing's praise, Du Wencai was so happy that he couldn't see his eyes. He held Yang Bing's hand excitedly, shook it hard, and even tears filled his eyes. He couldn't speak for a long time. He wanted to cry but laughed, but wanted to laugh but cried. Laughing was even more ugly than crying.

He had no idea that Yang Bing didn't know him, and he didn't know what talent and fame he had. However, Yang Bing's praise of him in public made him flattered, excited, and made him feel that he had met a soulmate.

"Mr. Du, bring your Shenzhou Magazine to my spy camp, and ask you to serve as my staff officer and enjoy the treatment of a company. At present, in a spy camp like me, I can only give you this kind of treatment for the time being. In addition, I will let you be in charge of Shenzhou Magazine, culture and education in the army, boost morale, write war letters for the Japanese, write anti-Japanese slogans, promote and mobilize the masses to fight against the war. At the same time, please give me the staff how to further combat the arrogance of the Japanese, give me some advice, how to

Reclaim Longcheng as soon as possible? You come to the secret service camp, but you shoulder the heavy responsibility! The cultural education of the officers and soldiers depends on you. I hope you can train the soldiers of the special service camp to become educated soldiers and have stronger combat effectiveness." Seeing this, Yang Bing knew that the literati in front of him was relatively noble, valued fame, and liked to listen to good words. Therefore, he praised him and assigned him many tasks in cultural education and publicity and mobilization, indicating that he cared about him very much and valued him very much.

"Capital Commander Yang, fate!" Du Wencai was even more excited to tears when he saw Yang Bing value him so much. He felt a feeling of a long-term drought in his heart. He suddenly let go of Yang Bing's hands, opened his arms to hug Yang Bing, and burst into tears.

Li Zhongyi, the chef, the stubborn donkey and others were stunned and thought to himself: Du Wencai is so famous? Why haven’t I heard of it?

The two reporters under Du Wencai were moved to tears, and they hugged their heads and squatted on the ground, burst into tears. They were so moved: Finally, a soldier respected him.

"Mr. Du, fate!" Yang Bing learned Du Wencai's tone and patted Du Wencai's back hard, and blinked at Li Zhongyi, the chef, the stubborn donkey and others, which was very funny.

Li Zhongyi, the chef, the stubborn donkey and others hurriedly covered their mouths, for fear of laughing out loud, so they vaguely understood what Yang Bing meant.

"Adminton Yang, how to fight, you have the final say!"

At this time, whether there were Zhang Shicheng's old soldiers who had received bullets from the Japanese Warden's Warden, they all came back and shouted to ask Yang Bing to deploy the next operation. Although Yang Bing is now the battalion commander of the War Zone Special Battalion, he used to be Zhang Shicheng's adjutant, and the officers and soldiers were used to calling him Adjutant Yang.

"Li Zhongyi, a stubborn donkey, led the brothers who had already received the bullets and grenades to the Japanese grain warehouse to grab the grain. Remember, fight quickly! The brothers who did not get the bullets and grenades came out of the city with the chef, and the guards followed me to cover and the palace behind the palace." Yang Bing was very happy, let go of Du Wencai, turned around to face more than 200 old subordinates, and made a loud order.

"Yes!" Li Zhongyi and the stubborn donkey turned around and ordered 130 soldiers from Zhang Shicheng's old subordinates, including guns, bullets and grenades, to line up and walk out of the prison together, and to pick up Wang Tieshuan's reconnaissance brigade.

"Mr. Du, other brothers, follow the chef. He is the deputy captain of my guard. He and a few brothers from my guard will protect you from the city and lead you to my station. When he arrives at the station, the chef will welcome you. My camp has a lot of food and ammunition. So, tonight, Mr. Du and his brothers will let go of their stomachs and eat delicious food." Yang Bing said to Du Wencai and other soldiers who did not get the gun and were a little discouraged.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Du Wencai and others laughed and were even more happy. In this era, what they lacked was money and food, and it was rare to fill their stomachs.

Some of them followed the chef and several guards and left.

"Adminton Yang, let's go and support Wang Tiexun. Anyway, most of the Japanese and puppet troops in the city have been transferred by you. The Japanese and puppet troops in the grain warehouse are just a little bit of people. It is definitely not the opponents of Tiexun and the brothers just now. We don't have guns in our hands, but we can help carry the food!"

But most of the people who didn't get the gun were unwilling to leave. Among them, a tall man about 30 years old made a request to Yang Bing.

A small number of people and Du Wencai left with the chef.

"Okay, be careful. What's your name?" Yang Bing thought about it and made sense. Go to more people and you can carry more food later! So he asked the person's name.

"My name is Lu Kui, Shuangkou Lu, not Muzili." The big man quickly gave Yang Bing a standard military salute and introduced himself.

"Hahahaha..." Everyone burst into laughter.

"Okay, although you are not the Li Kui on Liangshan, you are very brave, have strategies, and can come up with corresponding strategies on the front line. So, in the future, your nickname is still called Black Tornado. Oh, what military rank did you have before? What position?" Yang Bing also smiled, knew people and used it well, praised Lu Kui, and asked about his military rank.

"Adminton Yang, I used to be the adjutant of Qiu Wencai and the rank of second lieutenant. Because of Qiu Wencai's secret protection, I have not been taken to be a target by the Japanese." Lu Kui replied loudly, feeling a little ashamed and lowered his head.

"Qiu Wencai has been to prison? Have you seen you privately?" Yang Bing was stunned and asked again. He thought to himself: If Qiu Wencai did not really surrender to the Japanese, then Lu Kui will have a great effect on me. Of course, this depends on Lu Kui's future performance.

"Yes! The Japanese beat me and asked Qiu Wencai to persuade me to surrender. However, I would not surrender. The Japanese wanted to kill me, so Qiu Wencai pleaded for me, hoping that I would continue to serve as his adjutant. I said, I would rather die than surrender. So Qiu Wencai took me back to his house, invited me to have a meal, and then sent me back to the prison in person, so that I could think carefully in the cell. If I think about it, let the puppet army pass the message to him." Lu Kui still replied loudly, very frankly. After saying that, he pulled off his prison uniform, covered with blood marks of whipping, all over the place.

"Okay, there are seventy-three people here now. You will lead these brothers to pick up the iron slings and carry back seventy-three bags of food. If you can do nothing, I will promote you to be the deputy company commander of the Third Company of the Special Forces Battalion. Go!" Yang Bing nodded, believed Lu Kui's words, and appointed an official to make a wish to capture the army.

"Thank you, sir! You can die in a humble position, but you will never lose any brother." Lu Kui stood attentively and saluted, thanked him loudly, and expressed his determination.

Yang Bing saluted him.

Lu Kui turned around, ordered to line up, and ran and set off.

In the prison, Yang Bing and a few guards were left.

"Brothers, let's go, let's go to the grain warehouse to help. Everyone prepare more grenades, no need to hold guns. At the critical moment, we will throw the grenades to kill the Japanese, and give them to the brave brothers' rear guards." Yang Bing sighed a little, thought for a moment, then turned around to face the guards and said a few exciting words.

"Yes!" The guards were very loyal. After receiving the order, they possessed themselves and went to get the grenade.

Each person took at least ten grenades, either hung them around his neck, or placed them in his waist, or put them in his pocket, and then each person held a grenade in his hands.

"Set off!"
Chapter completed!