Looking at the staff officer who took the order, Commander Liu comforted him: "Boss, please calm down first. In fact, in my opinion, the Independent Group's fall this time is not unfair, look!"

Commander Liu walked to the table beside him, where there were items such as clothing, military shoes, steel helmets, gas masks, daggers and other items seized from the dead Japanese army.

"President, look, these Japanese soldiers are very different from ordinary Japanese soldiers, whether they are military uniforms, military boots, gas masks, and daggers. Even steel helmets are of characteristics. I just looked at them and this kind of steel helmets do not reflect under the sun.

Based on the situation when the Independent Regiment fought with them, we can conclude that this is a small Japanese army with special training and special purposes, and this Japanese army will never be very large."

"Um!"

The deputy commander-in-chief nodded: "You and I have gone together. No matter how bad the Independent Regiment is, it is still a main force. No matter how bad it is, it will not even be able to fight with them for a long time, but it has not even been a hair on the other side. Instead, nearly a hundred people were killed and even the political commissar was sacrificed. This shows that this small army is definitely the elite among the elite Japanese troops."

"yes."

Commander Liu was a little puzzled: "As such an elite army, they will never be aimless every time they are dispatched. What is the broken place of the Independent Regiment worthy of their concern, unless..."

Speaking of this, the deputy commander-in-chief Liu looked at each other and said in unison: "Our Daxia Bay!"

The two of them now fully understood that in this neighborhood, only the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army was worth the dispatch of this army. The Independent Regiment was just a disaster and blocking the knife for the headquarters.

"It's so dangerous!"

When the deputy commander-in-chief felt a little chill when he thought that his command center was almost attacked by the Japanese army. If his command center was really taken over by the Japanese army, the consequences would be really serious.

After a long time, he snorted: "This time the Independent Group did block a knife for us, but it was not unfair to the removal of the leader. If the militia had not happened to pass by, they would probably not even know who the person who attacked them."

"yes!"

Commander Liu suddenly said, "Boss, you probably don't know yet. That militia was the army that delivered things to Li Yunlong a few days ago. It seems that they are very kind to our Eighth Route Army."

"Um."

The deputy commander-in-chief nodded: "The medicines he sent are so precious, and they saved the lives of many of our soldiers. Unfortunately, there are so few. Since the leader named Gao Hongming is kind to us, can you see if you can..."

Commander Liu thought about it and shook his head slowly: "It's hard to say this, according to our information. Gao Hongming was born in a large landlord family in Liantai County. Because his father was killed by the Japanese, he resolutely formed a militia group.

A few days ago, Li Yunlong led the New First Regiment to fight fiercely with the Japanese Sakata United team at Kurayunlong. Gao Hongming led the militia to reinforce, destroyed its command center in one fell swoop, killed the regiment leader Sakata Nobute, and seized the gang flag.

I also heard that Yan Xishan will hold a press conference in Kenanpo in a few days, and the seized gang flag will be exhibited publicly to improve the confidence of the people across the country in the war of resistance. I am afraid Gao Hongming will go to Kenanpo to attend this press conference this time.

It may be difficult for people like this to fight for it."

"I know it's difficult, but I have to try it. What if it succeeds." The deputy commander-in-chief laughed and joked: "You also know that Captain Gao is a rich man. If he can fight for him, it will be of great benefit to our Eighth Route Army."

"That's true." Commander Liu pondered...

At the same time, Gao Hongming, who was still on the way, sneezed several times in a row.

"Who is talking about me? Could it be the two girls Xiulian and Ziying?"

After several days of rushing, Gao Hongming and the militia finally arrived at Kenanpo on the morning of March 5.

As Yan Xishan's base camp, Ke Nanpo's surrounding defense is naturally unquestionable.

Gao Hongming walked along the way and saw that positions and fortifications had been built in various dangerous terrain. The number of troops stationed alone was at least the size of one division, and there were a lot of levels.

However, someone should have said hello long ago. The militia was not embarrassed by the stationed troops along the way. After asking, they were released.

When they entered the Kenan Po, something surprised happened to Gao Hongming. As soon as the team entered an intersection, they saw the gongs and drums on the opposite side, and many people came to greet him spontaneously.

Not only that, Gao Hongming also found that there were many reporters holding cameras mixed in the crowd. Looking at the simple-dressed people who were welcoming and smiling faces, he suddenly felt a heavy sense of responsibility.

"This is the people of this country. Although they are suffering and the iron hooves of the Japanese invaders are still trampling on this country, people have not given up. They still love life and they are still trying hard to resist!"

Although only he could hear Gao Hongming's voice, it kept echoing in his mind. At this moment, he seemed to see something called mission.

He jumped out of the jeep and ordered: "Order everyone to get out of the car and walk into the Kernapang."

"yes!"

"Everyone gets off!"

"Crazy..."

Accompanied by Gao Hongming's order, all the soldiers of the militia, except for the driver who could not leave the car, jumped out of the car and lined up in a row under the command of the officer.

"Everyone has... a gun on the shoulder!"

"Ba...ba...ba...ba...ba...ba...b"

Accompanied by neat collisions, the Mauser 98K rifles were taken on the shoulders by soldiers, and the officers also held the submachine guns tightly.

"Step in one step… go…"

"The flag is fluttering, the horse is shaking... ready to... sing..."

"The flag is fluttering, the horse is slugging, the gun is on the shoulder and the knife is on the waist, and the blood is like a craze. The flag is fluttering, the horse is slugging, good men are good men, good men serve the country today..."

Not only who started, the team soon began to sing military songs. Soon, passionate military songs rang everywhere in the team that stretched for several miles.

The people who came to greet him became even more excited when they saw this situation. Some were trying to sing and some were cheering loudly. When the team arrived at the Chuangnan Slope, the atmosphere reached its peak. The white smoke from the cameras when the reporters pressed the shutter from time to time.

Yan Xishan, who was entertaining heroes from all walks of life in the command center, received the news and quickly led people out of the command center to a hillside. He happened to see the militia and a group of people coming down the road to welcome them.
Chapter completed!