Mr. Yan is like an ant on a hot pot at this moment!

The Central Army will not support him. If he challenges Zhao Zhiguo in a one-on-one battle, it will most likely end in failure.

At this time, Zhao Zhiguo was not thinking about negotiations. He left all the negotiation issues at the airport to Tian Kezhi to handle.

Zhao Zhiguo still focused all his energy on how to deal with the little Japs.

Based on the questions asked by seven reporters, they have deduced that Gangcun will recently bomb his headquarters.

Now that the important components of the headquarters and the troops protecting the headquarters have been withdrawn to a safe area, only Zhao Zhiguo and a platoon of brothers remain.

Although they have deduced the result, when the result will occur has become a mystery that is difficult to solve.

"Aren't you guys afraid of long nights and lots of dreams?"

Zhao Zhiguo and the others raised their heads to observe for two days, their necks were sore, but they didn't wait for the Japs' plane.

Even Yao Pengju began to suspect that their inference from the disappearance of seven reporters that the Japanese bombed the headquarters headquarters was wrong.

"Commander, isn't it us who are scaring ourselves?" Yao Pengju asked.

"Bullshit, your head can't move on its own? The disappearance of seven reporters was not done by Mr. Yan or me. Who else could do such a sneaky thing?"

Zhao Zhiguo firmly believes that there is nothing wrong with his inference.

"You!" Yao Pengju curled his lips and said.

Zhao Zhiguo is the most skilled person Yao Pengju has ever seen. Yao Pengju is dazzled by the various methods he has seen and never seen before.

Sometimes Yao Pengju even suspected that if Zhao Zhiguo really deceived him, he would probably kill himself and ask his family to send the ransom.

"Commander, the telegram from headquarters was forwarded by the political commissar!"

"From the headquarters?" Zhao Zhiguo received the telegram doubtfully.

After receiving the telegram, there were only two words in the telegram: "Restraint"!

"What does this mean, chief?"

Yao Pengju looked at the two words on the bulletin board, as if he had seen alien characters.

"The leader is becoming more and more frugal." Zhao Zhiguo joked, "To the platoon leader, forward the telegram to Tian Kezhi and say it is from the headquarters."

"About airport negotiations? Why should we restrain ourselves? If we had just followed my instructions and let the army kill us, the problem would have been solved long ago."

"Pa"

Zhao Zhiguo slapped Yao Pengju on the back of his head.

"Commander, please stop fighting. If you continue to fight, you will become stupid if not stupid." Yao Pengju looked at Zhao Zhiguo aggrievedly.

"I think you are quite stupid now. We are using the airport to make a fuss, not using the airport to cause trouble for ourselves." Zhao Zhiguo said, "Remember, when you are riding on someone else to shit, you have to make sure that the other person is not

It will leave you a mess."

"I don't quite understand!" Yao Pengju said.

"It's not that you don't understand, it's that you don't want to understand. You just want to fight and kill."

Zhao Zhiguo knew Yao Pengju too well. Yao Pengju preferred the battlefield. The sophistication and intrigues at the rear could make Yao Pengju die from exhaustion.

"Then what benefits can we get from the airport issue?" Yao Pengju asked.

"The airport is dead. It's right there. Mr. Yan can't move it even if he wants to. As long as we maintain our military advantage, aren't we the ones who have the final say on taking back the airport?"

The plane can grow wings and fly away, but the airport cannot also fly away.

As long as the troops of the First Military Division can fight, it is not Zhao Zhiguo's final decision to take back the airport.

"Commander, didn't you say that the Central Army will be dragged south by the Japanese army, and this is the best time to regain the airport?" Yao Pengju said.

When the pressure from the Central Army is gone, the boss of the Central Army will definitely help Mr. Yan to target the First Military Division.

"It's a good time, but if we get the airport now, is it of any value?" Zhao Zhiguo asked Yao Pengju.

What is he going to do at an airport without planes?

If an airport is really needed, Zhao Zhiguo has tens of thousands of Japanese prisoners of war. If he is given three months, he can create a new airport at any time.

"Then what do we want from Mr. Yan?"

If they don’t get something from Mr. Yan, it’s not cost-effective for them to put all their efforts into such a thing!

"Grain, cotton, medicine, bullets, artillery shells, oil..."

Zhao Zhiguo counted on his fingers and calculated the supplies needed by their first military division.

The greater the pressure on the airport, the more supplies Zhao Zhiguo and the others will be able to obtain.

"Aren't you afraid of a real fight?" Yao Pengju asked.

"When have you ever seen me afraid of you? Even if you are right sometimes!" Zhao Zhiguo said with a smile.

Yao Pengju shrank his neck: "You are better than me. Just like just now, you slapped me, and I had to endure it."

"Our First Military Division has given the Jinsui Army a slap in the face, and Mr. Yan has to endure it. That's the reason." Zhao Zhiguo said.

"Well, when Mr. Yan met you, it's probably because they didn't choose the location of their ancestral tomb well."

"Okay, don't waste your breath. Leave the matter of Bingzhou City to Lao Tian. We will keep an eye on the little devil's plane. That old devil in Gangcun likes to play tricks."

Zhao Zhiguo believed that Tian Kezhi had a sense of proportion and would not do anything that went too far.

"There's no point in staring here." Yao Pengju said, "If I had known, I would have gone to the new station with the political commissar."

"The weather is getting warmer. You can go around our base and you might gain a lot."

"What's getting better? I've walked around a hundred and eighty times, and I won't get lost even if I close my eyes."

For soldiers, it is their must to familiarize themselves with the terrain of a place.

After settling in, Yao Pengju had to run around every day.

"Every season, every weather, the surrounding scenery is different, and occasionally Gangcun will add a little surprise to our neighborhood." Zhao Zhiguo said.

Yao Pengju immediately understood what it meant, with an expression of sudden understanding on his face: "Oh~"

"Constipated?" Zhao Zhiguo roared, "Remember, don't alert the enemy before it's time!"

"Commander, if you leave this matter to me, just put your mind at ease and I'll go out for a walk." Yao Pengju said.

Hearing that there might be little surprises nearby, Yao Pengju was like a kid in kindergarten who suddenly heard that a new amusement park was built nearby.

Yao Pengju was tired of the boredom in the village, but with Zhao Zhiguo's orders, he could only continue to stay like this no matter how boring he was.

"Gangcun, Gangcun, when can you give me a surprise?"

Zhao Zhiguo looked at the distant sky with a telescope. He had never looked forward to the arrival of Japanese aircraft so much.

At this time, Zhao Zhiguo is like the person who made a wish on Christmas Eve, and Gang Cun is like the "leftover egg" old man who can send Zhao Zhiguo a plane.

However, the more you think about something, the less likely it will happen. But when you don't want to, the thing will suddenly give you a "shock"!

However, Zhao Zhiguo will not be able to celebrate Christmas Eve, and the Santa Claus in his heart will not be Gangcun.
Chapter completed!