Before it got dark, the Sharp Sword Brigade took control of the entire restaurant, and there was no problem in terms of security.

It's not that Li Yunlong was extravagant, the soldiers in each army also ate white flour steamed buns and fresh meat for every meal.

In this battle, Li Yunlong led his troops to regain a large number of county towns, as well as large cities such as Baoding, Peiping and Tianjin.

The food earned from Boss Chen is already too much to eat.

"Lao Li, try this wine, authentic French wine."

Ding Wei opened the wine bottle and filled the goblet in front of Li Yunlong with a smile. The hotel waiter next to him also poured red wine for the leaders.

"Red wine?" Li Yunlong's expression changed, "Old Ding, where did you get it?"

"Old Ding," Kong Jie said, "You kid won't rob foreigners, right?"

"Robbing foreigners? I think that when the Eight-Nation Allied Forces burned the Old Summer Palace, we still had a lot of debts to settle with the foreigners."

Ding Wei curled his lips:

"This was seized from the Japanese warehouse. It is said to be a foreign winery that the Japanese seized. The Japanese don't like to drink this stuff."

Li Yunlong picked it up and took a sip: "Fuck, why doesn't it taste at all? It's not as delicious as the sweet potato roast in northwestern Shanxi."

"That's what foreign wine is like," said Ding Wei. "It has no taste when you drink it, but it has a strong stamina."

Li Yunlong said to the guard beside him: "Forget it, Lao Li is not used to drinking this stuff. Huzi, go to the car and get my Fenjiu."

At this time, Maotai has not come out, otherwise Li Yunlong would definitely drink Maotai.

"Yes." Huang Erhu turned and left.

Ding Wei took a sip of red wine and ate meat while saying, "Old Li, you are a wild boar who cannot taste good things."

"Ha ha--"

Everyone laughed when they heard this.

"That's nonsense." Li Yunlong said, "Can foreign wine also be called fine rice bran?"

Zhao Gang, District Chief Lu and others also drank some foreign wine.

Some people thought it was strange and continued drinking, while others thought it didn't taste good so they switched to white wine.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, everyone was slightly tipsy and their stomachs were seven to eight times full.

After dismissing the hotel waiter, everyone started talking about business.

Ding Wei then asked: "Old Li, our Eighth Route Army fought brilliantly in this battle. Have your New Regiment's staff statistics compiled how many Japanese we killed in this battle?"

The ears of Kong Jie and others also perked up. The number of Japs killed was directly related to the number of weapons and equipment earned.

As for Okamura, there has been no news, and it is not yet known whether he is alive or dead.

Therefore, Ding Wei and Kong Jie did not pay much attention. The main force of the North China Front Army had been eaten up. It would be best if Okamura died. If he did not die, it would not have much impact.

but.

Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang believed that with Boss Chen's intelligence capabilities, they should be able to figure out Okamura's whereabouts.

"Hey, how many Japanese have been killed?" Captain Li raised his lips and stared, "I'll scare you if I tell you!"

"Then what do you mean?" Kong Jie asked angrily.

"It's actually easy to calculate how many Japs we killed." Li Yunlong said, "We killed 3 Japs divisions in Jinzhou, 5 Japs divisions and 3 mixed brigades in Baoding, and we killed 3 Japs in Huailai County.

One of the Japanese divisions has been lost. Which of you can count? How many Japanese can we kill?"

Zhao Gang then said: "The Japs of Type A Division are calculated as 30,000, the Japs of Type B Division are calculated as 15,000, and the Japs of Mixed Brigade are calculated as 6,000, the total is about 153,000 Japs."

"That's right!" Li Yunlong nodded, "In this battle, we killed about 153,000 Japanese!"

Although the North Road Attack Group fought a battle with three Japanese divisions in Zhangjiakou.

Although the advantage in that battle was huge, it failed to defeat or severely damage these three divisions, so the Japanese killed could not be counted in the business.

But overall, the Eighth Route Army made a lot of money from this battle.

As expected, as soon as Li Yunlong finished speaking, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

Among them, the Japs of Category A Division are calculated as three times. In this way, it is equivalent to earning a Japs quota of 213,000.

After a pause, Li Yunlong added: "In addition, more than 60 Japanese planes were killed, and the credits for 40 of them have been redeemed."

"It's a pity..." Xing Zhiguo said, "The 129th Division defeated the Japanese 11th Army in Xuzhou. At that time, the 129th Division did not let Lao Li take the nominal command, otherwise this figure would have been at least doubled."

"Yeah! What a pity."

The chiefs of the Southern Hebei Military Region and the Central Hebei Military Region looked regretful.

"It's no pity." Zhao Gang said, "We can sum up the experience and lessons this time, and let the 129th Division be nominally under the command of Lao Li next time. The Japanese 11th Army was not completely wiped out, but simply defeated.

That's all, as long as the establishment remains, it will be wiped out by our Eighth Route Army sooner or later."

Everyone nodded. Zhao Gang's words made everyone feel a lot better. They thought that Political Commissar Zhao was worthy of doing ideological work.

"Where are the Japanese generals?" Kong Jie asked, "How many of them should we kill?"
Chapter completed!