"Okay, don't be so ugly when you talk."

Although Jiang Wenzheng has a big pro -Japanese tendency, it has not made a big mistake!

And he has a good son, what Jiang Yongxin can do in the future is enough to save his father's mistake at this time.

"Then I will give him to you, I don't worry about the rest!"

Yao Peng tried his best to fight, but he didn't want to worry about the Jiang family.

"Rest assured, I know what to do."

Takakura is also the deputy head of the regiment. It is naturally milder than Yao Peng.

After Yao Peng was gone, Takakura naturally sent someone to notify Jiang Yongxin. His father went to Anyang Town and asked the cooking class to make two dishes, so that the father and son would gather together.

In the headquarters of the Changshan station, Zhao Zhiguo made a series of offensive plans. In the end, he thought that the risk of night attack was the lowest.

Even if the night attack failed, the soldiers could still be retreated with the cover of the night.

"Leader?"

When Zhao Zhiguo was racking his brains for Wang County, Yao Peng quietly walked into the headquarters.

"The task is completed?"

"Hey, the head of the group, the task was successfully completed, and the old man of Jiang Yongxin was given to Anyang Town, and the rest was handed over to Takakura."

"Is there any trouble?"

"What trouble can you encounter, what trouble can you deal with nearly half a hundred people? At that time, I tied up a bunch of grenades and stopped by him, and he counseled."

"Things do well!" Zhao Zhiguo said lightly.

"Leader, I heard that there is a trouble in Wangxian?"

Fighting is what their special team should do. This kind of small fight and small noise is not challenging.

"Your kid's nose is getting more and more spiritual."

"This kind of trouble should be given to us! And the task that our special team can't finish?"

In the mouth of the little devil, their special teams are all ghosts who have no shadows and no trace, so they will use the ghost to the extreme.

Let the little devil die in a dream one by one, wouldn't it make the enemy more jealous.

"Don't swell your kid, the task will be handed in your hands, if you can't finish it, you will look good."

"Then I'm going to prepare now?"

Since the little devil's attack on Anyang Town, the special teams have not been able to take on the table. They have long been eager to try it.

"Try it?" Zhao Zhiguo asked with a smile.

"Try!"

"Are you sure you don't have to find you a night of dark wind?" Zhao Zhiguo asked.

Zhao Zhiguo has reconciled that terrain.

What is even more headache is that there are a lot of stones on the mountain. Once the stones are slippery, they will send an alert to the little devil.

Zhao Zhiguo wanted to set the attack on a snowy evening.

The cold wind screams, can block people's ears, so that the little devil who stays in the position loses the ability to judge.

After hearing Zhao Zhiguo's introduction to the terrain, Yao Pengju also frowned.

If a month's sparse night, a little movement is enough to make the Japanese army very alert.

The weather is naturally the best cover, which can cover people's smell and hide the sound of the troops.

"Leader, the weather is unable to find such weather, when will we wait?"

Yao Pengju couldn't wait for a long time. It is rare to be able to have two heavy snow in one winter.

In case there is no heavy snow this winter, they cannot consume for a year with the little devil.

"Another way is to go to the south side!" Zhao Zhiguo said, "The south side is Xiangyang, and the grass and trees are lush every year, and there are few gravel! But ... to the south side, you need to reduce the weapons and equipment carried by the army.

"

Crossing the mountains to the south, the special team can do it, but it must be lightly installed to ensure that the special team soldiers can pass quickly.

"Hmm ... a short gun, a dagger, one third of the submachine gun, one -third of the rifle, this should be fine?"

The special team did not go to the charge, but quietly touched the Japanese army's position and wiped the neck for the little devil.

Each soldier is enough to carry a dagger. As long as he kills the little devil, is it worried that he is not equipped?

"Except for sniper, the rifle does not need to be brought, the rifle is replaced with a pistol!"

Fighting in the night trenches, the three or eight big lids are particularly long and very uncoordinated.

During the Great Wall's Anti -Japanese War, the sword team was a pistol, a big knife, and raid the little devil.

This time, Zhao Zhiguo also used the combat method of the previous sword team, and then let the little devil smell the wind.

"I will arrange the troops now and take the troops at any time!"

"In the place, let my brother and Lao Qin cooperate, and let them launch at least once during the day." Zhao Zhiguo said.

The other two Yamaguchi have always maintained a battle, and the middle Yamaguchi has never had a battle, and it will gradually paralyze the Japanese army.

Moreover, the Japanese army's attention was placed on the north side.

After Yao Peng led his life, he immediately gathered the troops.

After arranging the task of the special team, Zhao Zhiguo returned to Anyang Town on a horse.

"Is there any news in the political commissar?"

Compared to Jiang Wenzheng, Zhao Zhiguo is more concerned about Ma Xiowen, but he is the partner of Zhao Zhiguo.

Takakura shook his head: "The political commissar may be transferred to the Jiang family. If there is no accident, you can come back in three or two days."

"Arrange a few people to take a look!"

Matthewwen does not come back, Zhao Zhiguo is not practical.

"The person has been arranged to take over, the head of the group, you can rest assured, the political commissar is a big life, there must be no matter."

"What about machinery?"

"It's all hidden. Tonight, we start to arrange people to transport people in the mountains."

"What about people?"

After asking all the important things, Zhao Zhiguo mentioned Jiang Wenzheng lightly, and he didn't even mention the name.

"I was eating with Jiang Yongxin. It seems that the two grandfathers were very unhappy, and we didn't dare to disturb. After all, the Qing officials couldn't break their housework!"

Jiang Wenzheng and Jiang Yongxin's father and son are two people and sons, with a bit similar personality, but their three views are different.

Otherwise, after the son will not appear to join the Eighth Route Army, the father is still doing things for the little devil.

"Didn't you arrange a job for Jiang Wenzheng?" Zhao Zhiguo asked.

"It's not too late!"

"Arrange him to the hospital and let his son control him."

"Isn't this chaos to the hospital? Jiang Yongxin is now taking apprentices. If the father and son quarrel in the hospital, the impact is not good."

The father and son can quarrel with each other. If they work together, how can the wounded rest in the hospital in the future.

"Do you know where can the war that can best reflect the real war?" Zhao Zhiguo said, "One is a battlefield with artillery and fire, and the other is a hospital that is struggling to dying."
Chapter completed!