The matter about Zhao Zhiguo being attacked by bandits began to ferment among the Northwest Army, the Eighth Route Army, and the Shanxi-Sui Army!

The little devils also got some news, but they thought it was just a rumor.

"Zhao Zhiguo is very cunning. He definitely set a trap for us on purpose!"

The Japanese division commander in Bingzhou didn't believe Zhao Zhiguo's tricks.

No matter what news came out from the Eighth Route Army, the Japanese division commander in Bingzhou had only two words: "I don't believe it"!

The battle with Zhao Zhiguo was not short. The Japanese division commander in Bingzhou judged Zhao Zhiguo that this person was not a normal person.

Zhao Zhiguo is an excellent hunter. He is good at setting traps and waiting for his prey to slip into his trap.

If he hadn't fought against Zhao Zhiguo, the Japanese division commander would have believed that Zhao Zhiguo was dead.

But this time, even if I beat him to death, I wouldn’t believe it!

There must be many people who don't believe it, including Mr. Yan of the Jin-Sui Army.

"Zhao Zhiguo is dead? You can make up this news to fool a three-year-old child?" Mr. Yan didn't believe such nonsense at all.

"Northwestern Army, Deputy Commander Zhang seems to have confirmed that the news is true. Deputy Commander Zhang even chopped off the heads of two bandits with his own hands."

When he heard the news, Mr. Yan began to doubt whether the news of Zhao Zhiguo's death was true.

"Send someone immediately to check with Deputy Commander Zhang. Remember, be sure to prepare a generous gift!" Mr. Yan said.

Soon, Qiu Zian, who was dismissed from his post, brought a letter and asked to see Mr. Yan.

What happened last time was that Mr. Yan was set up by Xie Yian and others, so he had to let Qiu Zian take the blame.

Fortunately, in view of the friendship over so many years and the hard work without merit, Mr. Yan just removed Qiu Zian from all official positions.

Qiu Zian couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart when he looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar place.

After working hard for the Jinsui Army for so many years, it finally happened that in order to enter this place, I had to give advance notices one by one.

"Secretary Qiu, please step aside and wait!"

A car came from a distance. Although the soldiers on guard did not dare to offend Qiu Zian, they still asked him to step aside.

In the past, soldiers never dared to command him. Even if there was a car passing by, no matter how important the matter was, they would stop in front of him and say hello to him.

But now, the car didn't even stop, leaving only smoke and exhaust to Qiu Zian.

Qiu Zian helplessly dusted himself off and continued waiting by the roadside.

"Secretary Qiu, the Commander-in-Chief invites you!"

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the soldiers came out to deliver the message.

In the office, Mr. Yan had already asked everyone below to leave.

"Brother Qiu, welcome, how are you doing lately?" Mr. Yan asked.

"Thanks to the Commander-in-Chief, it's okay," Qiu Zian said, "I have a letter here from the First Military Division of the Eighth Route Army, written by their deputy commander named Gao."

Mr. Yan thought to himself, he could do whatever he wanted, wasn't he just asking for news about Zhao Zhiguo?

Without saying a word, Mr. Yan snatched the letter from Qiu Zian's hand and read it carefully several times.

However, the letter did not mention anything about Zhao Zhiguo. It only invited Qiu Zian to Anyang Town as a guest, saying that he had important things to discuss.

"What does this mean?" Mr. Yan asked Qiu Zian.

"I don't know. When I went to the First Division of the Eighth Route Army, I only met this man named Gao a few times, but I never discussed matters with him." Qiu Zian answered truthfully.

Mr. Yan thought of the news of Zhao Zhiguo's death. Isn't it too coincidental that this letter came?

"Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, there is news from Deputy Commander Zhang's department in the Northwest Army. Deputy Commander Zhang has been invited and is already on his way to Anyang Town."

Mr. Yan just ordered someone to prepare a generous gift and visit Mr. Zhang.

Since they were going to visit, they had to say hello in advance. The Northwest Army told the liaison personnel of the Jinsui Army that Deputy Commander Zhang had gone to the First Military Division of the Eighth Route Army.

With so many things coming together, Mr. Yan didn't want to be suspicious, but he began to doubt it.

"Is it true?"

"What really?"

After Qiu Zian lost his official position, he never got involved in the affairs between the two armies, so he did not know about Zhao Zhiguo's attack by bandits.

"I approve your going, and I will arrange for someone to protect you." Mr. Yan immediately ordered.

Before Qiu Zian understood what was happening, he was led out of Mr. Yan's office by the surrounding soldiers.

After Qiu Zian left, Mr. Yan clenched his fists excitedly: "Did God really open his eyes and help me?"

If Zhao Zhiguo dies, no one will covet the territory of their Jinsui Army except the little devils.

As long as the little devil is defeated, Pingcheng, Jinyang and Bingzhou will still be Mr. Yan's territory.

Mr. Yan was planning to open champagne at this time. This was like a big pie falling from the sky.

"Zhao Zhiguo, Zhao Zhiguo, you too have today, even if you can do it again, what will happen if you can do it again? It's a pity that you don't live as long as I do!"

If Zhao Zhiguo really died, Mr. Yan would definitely be the first person to set off fireworks to celebrate.

In the basement of Anyang Town, Zhao Zhiguo and Gao Cang were receiving Mr. Zhang.

"Teacher, you can actually send someone to come. There is no need to come in person." Gao Cang said.

"What? You have become the deputy commander and you don't want to see me anymore?"

"That's not what I meant. The Northwest Army is busy with military affairs. You are in charge and have to deal with many things." Gao Cang said.

After all, Commander Zhang is considered an important figure in the Northwest Army, so how can he just leave as he pleases?

"I'll just tell you!" Mr. Zhang smiled, "Can we find a better environment to talk? Right here, the smell of lime is everywhere."

In order to preserve Zhao Zhiguo's "body", a thick layer of lime was spread in the basement.

"Teacher, I won't accompany you anymore. We can't leave here." Zhao Zhiguo said, "Let Gao Cang take you around."

"Okay, you continue to be your dead body, and you don't need me to cry for you for a while, right?" Mr. Zhang joked.

"That's not necessary. Just don't act too happy." Zhao Zhiguo said.

As soon as Mr. Zhang left, Liu Qingsheng came to the basement and told Zhao Zhiguo that Qiu Zian was here!

"It seems that the main characters are all here!" Zhao Zhiguo said, "Does he know about my death?"

"I didn't know it at first, but the political commissar told him, and the political commissar is now taking him to the basement," Liu Qingsheng said.

"I have to lie down quickly."

Zhao Zhiguo quickly lay down and then raised his ears to listen to what was going on around him.

After a while, footsteps sounded at the basement door.

"Secretary Qiu, we don't allow visits for too long, so please forgive me," Matthew said.

"Understand, understand..."

The basement was dimly lit, and Qiu Zian only saw a body lying on a pieced-together table, with thick layers of lime scattered around it.

"Why……"
Chapter completed!