"If only we had such good treatment!" Cao Xinghua said, "If Zhu Hongsi comes to support us, we will definitely get the news."

Japanese artillery used Japanese artillery shells to bomb the Japanese frontline camps.

"You deserve it!" Lu Zheng said, "Do you know who did it?"

"The Japs just bombed our transportation team, and then bombed their own frontline camp. The time difference was less than half an hour." Cao Xinghua said.

Within half an hour, the Japanese army could not have made such a major mistake.

"Our people? Used the Japs' cannon to blow up the Japs' camp?" Lu Zheng couldn't believe it.

Cao Xinghua couldn't believe this was true, but it actually happened: "Maybe the headquarters made arrangements and didn't notify us."

"It's indeed a bit like what Lao Yao's soldiers did."

Lu Zheng understands Yao Pengju better than Cao Xinghua, and he understands the combat methods of the special forces better.

Special Forces soldiers can always appear in unexpected places and do earth-shattering things.

"Special Forces? What kind of force are they? You've mentioned it several times."

Cao Xinghua came to the First Military Division relatively late and was unfamiliar with the team under Yao Pengjushou.

"You will understand in the future. Regardless of whether it was done by Lao Yao's people or not, it was a good thing, but it was a pity that it was half an hour late."

Lu Zheng felt extremely sad when he thought of the more than 100 people who died under Japanese shelling.

"Things have already happened, and we have no way to change what happened. We can only find ways to make supplies." Cao Xinghua told Lu Zheng.

If you make assumptions and fantasies about something that has become a fact, you cannot change it. It is better to use your energy to deal with the aftermath.

"Did you know? When the artillery shells came, they held the supplies tightly under their bodies. Before they died, they were still thinking about how to protect the supplies they transported to us."

Lu Zheng's heart was filled with panic. He felt uncomfortable but had nowhere to vent.

A group of simple people just want to do what they can to drive away the invaders.

"With such people supporting our army, the ones who will be defeated must be the little devils."

Cao Xinghua firmly believed that victory must belong to the Chinese nation.

In the little devil's new camp, there were no wails everywhere.

When the Japanese convoy arrived this morning, it had already taken away most of the wounded.

The longer the wounded stay on the front line, the more it affects the morale of the troops.

Although the little devils did not have much morale at this time, every little devil who was alive felt like they were mourning their heirs.

The Japanese troops on the front line had never suffered such heavy casualties at night.

They have day and night defense, and the number of sentries and patrols has been doubled, just because they are afraid that the Chinese army will attack their camp at night.

Although the camp was burned once, there were less than a hundred casualties.

Fortunately, this time, the Chinese army did not attack them. The Japanese army was killed and wounded more than a thousand people by their own artillery.

The Japanese troops on the front line determined that this was done deliberately by their artillery.

If the Japanese frontline commander hadn't survived the bombardment and controlled the troops, these little devils would have launched an attack on their artillery units this morning.

They may not be able to defeat Lu Zheng's troops, but they can easily deal with their own artillery units.

The Japanese frontline commander was not shocked by the bombardment. Although the artillery troops were not under his command, they had no grudges with the artillery troops in the past and they would not bomb them for no reason.

After dawn, the Japanese army had already done the defense work to prevent the Huaxia army from attacking them.

The morale of the Japanese troops in the camp has fallen to the freezing point. Although the defense work is done well, the little devils have no duties and have no intention of defending.

Commander Xiao Guizi sent three telegrams to the Gang Village this morning. They needed aid and needed wing protection to prevent changes, which caused the frontline troops to defeat.

In fact, Lu Zheng did not intend to fight back!

Now their positive Japanese troops have repeatedly frustrated. The original momentum, Rainhans, had long been burned to death, of course.

After the second commander replaced the command, he exhausted the final spirit of the front line of the Japanese army.

Although the third commander re -drank the soup for the little devil, it has not yet reached the point of returning the soul.

A troop with a spirit of energy, I just want to use my brain and bullets to be harder than anyone.

The semi -dead state of the Japanese army is the best for the defender.

The front line was sent to Jiebao again, but there were bad news that came with good news.

The people have suffered casualties, Lu Zheng can't accept it, and Zhao Zhiguo can't accept it.

"The long -disappeared Japanese scout appeared again." Zhao Zhiguo looked at the telegram sent by Lu Zheng.

A few times, the Japanese troops screamed in a poor way to expose them soon. Zhao Zhiguo also easily scoured these little devils to scout them out.

But this time ... the Japanese troops scout deeper.

What is even more angry is that through the time of the Japanese shells and the location of the shelling, there is a radio station in the scout.

"How did they mix in?" Ma Xiowen couldn't figure it out.

These scouts carrying radio stations, touched near the No. 5 area, are not found. It is not an easy task.

In the case of military -civilian joint defense, scouts have no supply, and it is difficult to survive in the defense zone of the first army division.

Zhao Zhiguo shook his head, but he was sure: "The other party has a radio, there must be more than one person."

If you want to bring the radio station, you have to investigate again. One person can't finish it.

"How did the other party come and the number of people? We don't know if there are weapons." Ma Xiuwen worried.

If they are carrying weapons, they rashly look for them, and they will definitely cause casualties.

"We have to think of their goals. As long as they have the goal, there will be the next operation." Zhao Zhiguo said.

Zhao Zhiguo is most afraid that these people know how to survive in the first army division, and then start developing.

If Gangcun smashed a nail into the defense zone of the first military division, the military operations of the first military division will be exposed to the Japanese army in advance.

"Commander, no matter who the other party is, what should I do if the current material transportation in the No. 5 area is?" Tian Kezhi asked.

The people who died yesterday were only the first batch of transportation materials.

After being bombed, the front line troops immediately terminated the people who delivered subsequent materials and let them bring the materials to the original road to avoid casualties.

Although the supplies at the front line can still be supported, they continue to do so, Lu Zheng can only take the mountains and air.

Zhao Zhiguo patted his forehead: "The heavy range of the Japanese army is limited!"

No matter how fierce the cannon of the little devil is, it is impossible to explode to the 10,000 -thousand miles.

"Yes, it is impossible for the little devil's cannon to explode all places, and send the materials to the critical value of the Japanese army's heavy artillery range, and the rest of the routing troops are sent to Lu Zheng's hands." Matthewwen said.

Do not allow the people to bear such a big risk, they are soldiers.

"First of all, according to the political commissar, the accumulated supplies must be transferred away before seven o'clock in the morning, and there is a radio station in the hands of the scout ..." Maybe ... "
Chapter completed!