The puppet army is obviously the most unreliable.

In order to enjoy the credit, they deliberately fabricated information to deceive Gangcun.

If we talk about laziness, among all the armies in China, from south to north, and among the warlords large and small that have ever existed, none are lazier than the puppet troops.

Kegangcun just used puppet troops and an airplane. In Cao Xinghua's view, this was a self-contradictory thing.

Lu Zheng shook his head: "I can't figure it out either. Maybe only Gangcun himself knows."

"Let's write down our speculation in the report." Cao Xinghua said.

Lu Zheng nodded, wrote a detailed report, and arranged for someone to send the radio station and the scout correspondent to the headquarters.

In the headquarters, Zhao Zhiguo and others had already learned about Lu Zheng and others' capture of the scouts. No one was lost and the radio station was well kept.

"If the scouts are solved, our worries will be solved." Matthew said.

The scout was lurking in the first military division, as if he had a spy sleeping next to his bed.

"Our defense area is finally clear. Lu Zheng has arranged for people to escort the radio and scout correspondents to the headquarters. It is expected that they will arrive tonight."

"Commander, with this radio station, wouldn't it be possible for us to contact Gangcun directly?" Yao Pengju said with a smile.

"What do you want to say to him?" Tian Kezhi glanced at Yao Pengju.

"I have to ask him if he was scared last time I attacked his headquarters."

The last sneak attack on the Japanese frontline command post failed to kill Gangcun, which was the most regrettable thing for him since he joined the army.

"Hahaha, I guess he has to thank you for not killing me." Tian Kezhi said with a smile.

"We can't let the Japanese army know that we took the blame for the people they sent. How did the scouts contact the Japanese army? We have to continue to contact the Japanese army." Zhao Zhiguo said.

After getting the radio station, they first contacted Gangcun, but it only frightened Gangcun and could not maximize its value.

In this unequal war, the weaker side can only turn defeat into victory by maximizing what is available, whether it is people or information.

"Yes, we will use this radio station to confuse the Japanese army and try to use it when we attack Heyun County." Matthew said.

To regain the lost territory, Heyun County is a battle that must be fought.

When attacking Heyun County, the First Military Division did not have many available resources.

This radio was very useful. Not only could it mobilize thousands of Japanese troops, but it could at least confuse the Japanese troops and provide them with false information.

"Platoon Commander Xiang, arrange for people to find a secluded room, clean it, and have tables, chairs and other things ready." Zhao Zhiguo ordered to Platoon Commander Xiang.

"I hope this radio station can really have miraculous effects." Tian Kezhi prayed.

He didn't know what gods he was praying to, but he was willing to pray to all the gods if he could reduce some casualties of the troops and allow more soldiers to return home during the war.

The scout's telegraph operator and radio were not delivered to the headquarters until ten o'clock in the evening. After the handover, they were sent to the cleaned room.

Zhao Zhiguo and Yao Pengju had been waiting in the room for a long time.

Under the dim oil lamp, it was difficult to distinguish the faces of Zhao Zhiguo and Yao Pengju.

The two people sitting there looked to the scout telegraph operator like ghosts guarding the entrance to hell.

"Um...that...why did you send me here?"

Responsible to the platoon leader, he handed over the radio and scouted the telegraph operator. He placed the radio on the table, saluted, and exited the room.

"Hey...hey...don't go. What do they do? Are you going to torture me? When I came here, I already told your people that I will tell you whatever you want to know. Don't torture me."

OK."

The scout correspondent shouted heartbreakingly. In a strange place, in a dark room, two dark figures sat there motionless.

Platoon leader Xiang ignored the scouts and left the room, closing the door behind him.

The scout correspondent wanted to follow Platoon Leader Xiang out, but when he went to pull the door open, the door did not move at all.

"Please, don't leave me, I'm afraid of the dark!"

The scout correspondent was crying, and he wanted to kneel down, but he didn't know who to kneel to.

Are you going to kneel down to Platoon Commander Xiang? Through a door, Platoon Commander Xiang can't see him, let alone pay attention to him.

Kneel down to the two Yuchi Gong and Qin Qiong? The two Chinese door gods will not protect his lackey.

As for the other two sitting there, kneel down to them like door gods? But the scout correspondent didn't even know who they were.

"You...you...but...don't come here. I'm telling you, I've practiced before. I'm not afraid of ten of you, let alone you two."

The oil lamp flickered, and the shadows of Zhao Zhiguo and Yao Pengju also swayed on the wall, flickering as if they were walking.

The scout correspondent's back was close to the door, as if he wanted to blend in with the door. His hand tried to grab the door handle several times, but the door remained motionless for a long time.

He could only give up his futile struggle and try to grab something for self-defense in the dark.

But in the dark room, not even a broomstick could be found.

Yao Pengju stood up, he really wanted to see if the opponent could really hit ten with one.

After all, apart from Zhao Zhiguo, Yao Pengju hasn't met a worthy opponent for a long time.

Suddenly someone came who could hit ten, and he suddenly wanted to try it.

"Don't! Don't move! Are you humans or ghosts?"

The scout correspondent sat down on the ground, yelled, and tried to stop Yao Peng from lifting it.

However, this kind of intimidation cannot even scare a three-year-old child, let alone Yao Pengju.

Yao Pengju walked to the scout correspondent and slowly squatted down: "I am a human, not a ghost!"

The scout correspondent has closed his eyes, waiting for his fate to come.

"With your virtue, can one of you really defeat ten?"

"No...no...I'm bragging, are you?"

"We have a few questions to ask you. You must answer them truthfully. If you answer a wrong question, even though I am a human, I can turn you into a ghost."

Yao Pengju's words were filled with cold murderous intent, as if his words could kill people.

"I...I will definitely cooperate."

"In area No. 5, you used the radio to guide the Japanese artillery to carry out the bombing?" Zhao Zhiguo asked.

The scout correspondent was still sitting on the ground. He turned his head slightly to see the speaker clearly.

The oil lamp was still burning, but it couldn't illuminate every corner of the room, let alone what Zhao Zhiguo looked like.

"Yes...uh...no!"

The scout correspondent nodded and shook his head again and again.

"Yes or no!" Zhao Zhiguo slammed the table.

The scout correspondent knew very well that the Japanese artillery shelling killed many civilians who were transporting supplies to the army.

This is a blood debt.

He also knows that blood debt must be paid with blood.
Chapter completed!