Almost everyone in Zhao Zhiguo's headquarters knew that Mr. Yan wanted to arrange for someone to assassinate Zhao Zhiguo.

If Mr. Yan can do it, why can't they do it?

Yao Pengju is the one who tried his best to get rid of Mr. Yan secretly.

"Ahem!" Matthew coughed.

Things like assassination cannot be openly discussed.

"Political Commissar, I think we should follow what the chief said. Letting the prisoners speak is the best evidence, and it will also have a great impact on the little devil." Zhao Zhiguo said.

The ancients once said that attacking the city is the next step, and attacking the heart is the top step.

"Who should I leave this matter to?" Matthew asked.

"Someone is crazy if they want to confer a title of monkey or prime minister, so let him be the monkey." Zhao Zhiguo said.

"Ah? Commander, you know, I want to fight with the Japs, not play with the Japs prisoners."

When Yao Pengju heard that the task fell on him, he immediately resisted.

"I remember that our logistics seems to lack a department to manage captured officers. Anyway, there are people in the position of chief of staff who do not do the work of chief of staff. I will pick one. What do you think?" Zhao Zhiguo asked Ma seriously.

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"I still think Tian Kezhi is suitable to be the chief of staff. Cao Xinghua is a bit unqualified to be the staff officer here. How about letting him act as the brigade commander of the third brigade?" Mao Wen understood.

"Commander, political commissar, you two should stop singing harmoniously. You two don't know how to act. I'll just go. But... I have to make a request."

"If you fart, let it go!"

"You can't interfere with whatever means I use, and you can't hold me accountable if one or two die." Yao Pengju said.

"Hmm... Political Commissar, what do you think?" Zhao Zhiguo asked.

"I didn't hear anything. Anyway, no one can take away the achievements of our hundreds of thousands of officers and soldiers and hundreds of thousands of people."

Matthew Wen told Zhao Zhiguo and Yao Pengju that it would be fine if you two conspired for this kind of thing. He was a deaf person. If something really happened, he would pretend that he didn't hear it at all.

"There are wounded among the prisoners, and it is impossible for everyone to be strong. It is impossible for tens of thousands of prisoners not to get sick. We are short of medical treatment and medicine. We have no medicine for our own wounded, and it is impossible to use it on the prisoners." Zhao Zhiguo said.

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"Hey hey hey!"

Hearing what Zhao Zhiguo said, Yao Pengju certainly understood what he meant.

"How long do you plan to use it?" Zhao Zhiguo asked Yao Pengju.

"Commander, it depends on how many people you need."

"If you only need a dozen or so, give me five days and I will make them submissive." Yao Pengju was full of confidence.

Yao Pengju can handle even the little Japs with guns in their hands, let alone these little Japs who put down their weapons.

"I'll give you five days. The relevant personnel in the publicity department will know how to publicize it. In the end, you can just hand it over to them." Zhao Zhiguo said.

On the second night after the Japanese frontline headquarters was attacked, intelligence personnel from Heyun County sent news that Gangcun was not dead.

After hearing the news, people in the headquarters were a little disappointed.

The special forces soldiers who attacked the Japanese frontline headquarters also joined the main force. They reported the attack on the Japanese military headquarters to Zhao Zhiguo through the radio stations of other units.

"This old devil from Gangcun is really lucky!" Cao Xinghua lamented.

"How could a Japanese commander die so easily?" Zhao Zhiguo was also a little frustrated.

Although he knew that killing Gangcun was highly unlikely, they would definitely not be too happy after the result was confirmed.

"According to the intelligence obtained from the Japanese army, Gangcun was most likely ill." Matthew Wen said, "So he was carried into Heyun County on a stretcher, so some people thought that Gangcun was seriously injured."

"Qiaoer opened the door for Qiaoer, and Qiaoer arrived home." Zhao Zhiguo said, "I almost wanted to celebrate."

"At least we destroyed their frontline headquarters, which is not bad news." Matthew tried his best to think on the bright side.

"It doesn't make much sense to destroy their frontline headquarters at this time. Gangcun had already deployed all the troops before their headquarters was attacked, and the telegram just sent back by the special forces soldiers stated that the Japanese troops in the headquarters were

The personnel were evacuated in a timely manner and there were no casualties."

The Japanese military headquarters was burned down, but none of the officers who formed the headquarters suffered any casualties.

In other words, if the Japanese army changes places or rooms, they can set up a frontline headquarters again at any time.

"While Gangcun is ill, we must seize the time to deploy troops to the front."

Since Gangcun is not dead, Zhao Zhiguo doesn't want to get entangled in this matter. What they need to do now is to seize the time to open the road to the highway position.

As long as the highway position is kept open to the outside world, the Japs will never be able to do anything to Zhao Ziming and the others.

On the night when the special forces soldiers attacked the Japanese frontline headquarters, a small-scale battle also broke out near the highway position.

The scale of the battle was small. The gun battle between dozens of people lasted less than ten minutes. It was far less lively than the special forces attack on the Japanese frontline headquarters.

However, this gun battle involving dozens of people was far more exciting for all the officers and soldiers guarding the road position than the team's attack on the Japanese frontline headquarters.

The officers and soldiers at the road position have been cut off from the outside world for more than twenty days.

Although the road position was impregnable and the Japs couldn't answer, they also hoped to get in touch with the main force as soon as possible.

Just like a person living on a desert island, eagerly looking forward to getting in touch with the human world.

A battle suddenly broke out nearby, as if someone living on a desert island suddenly heard the whistle of a ship nearby.

The moment the battle started, many soldiers lay in the trenches listening to the gunshots and explosions outside.

"They are our people, they must be our people. The explosion of our grenades is very different from the explosion of the grenade of the little devil. Listen..."

The soldiers tilted their ears and listened to the sound of explosions not far away.

"Yes, the sound of our grenades exploding must be from our men." The soldiers became excited.

"Everyone, be quiet and don't get excited! Keep quiet on the battlefield at night."

The road positions were most afraid of Japanese night attacks.

Although the Japs' night attack was not as good as Zhao Zhiguo's troops, the Japanese army's patience was not bad either.

In order to quietly reach the road position, the Japanese soldiers could spend almost the entire night moving toward the road position little by little.

They did not have enough flares to observe every move of the Japanese army. At night, they could only keep quiet, listen for any movement outside the position, then light torches and throw them out of the trench, and then observe the movement around them.

Although the soldiers were excited about the fighting around them, as army commanders, even company commanders and platoon commanders, they felt that this was not a good thing.
Chapter completed!