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Chapter 310 Brother Chen gave you too much!

"The business this time is to kill the pilots of the Japanese 9th Flying Group."

Chen Feng put down his chopsticks and took out a stack of paper from his pocket. On the paper was written information about the 9th Japanese Flying Group and rewards for completing the business.

Li Yunlong took it from Chen Feng. He did not rush to read the information, but asked: "How much does it cost to kill a Japanese pilot?"

Price is what Commander Li is most concerned about. Price represents weapons and ammunition, and how much combat effectiveness can be increased.

"This time the calculation is based on the number of Japanese pilots killed."

Chen Feng said while eating meat: "To kill a Japanese pilot, the price is a 10-meter howitzer, a radio station, and 10 tons of food."

Now the 10 howitzers have been unlocked and can be placed in the business.

Originally, the price of shooting down an aircraft was the same as destroying an aircraft. In fact, the price was a bit low.

Because shooting down a plane means not just shooting down a plane, but also killing the Japanese pilot on the plane.

Moreover, when Li Yunlong bombarded Xincheng Airport in the north of Taiyuan City, he also killed a group of Japanese pilots, which was also calculated as one aircraft with three guns.

So this time the system gave compensation. Just killing one pilot would mean a 10-meter howitzer, a radio station and 10 tons of food.

Zhao Gang and Li Yunlong couldn't help but their breaths froze when they heard this, and Captain Li's eyes were even more intense.

"How many shells are there?"

Li Yunlong licked his lips and asked.

"One gun has three basic shells." Chen Feng said, "40 rounds. This is a long-term business."

"For the Japanese aircraft your group shoots down in future battles, we will still count them at the old price, destroying 1 aircraft and 3 7mm mountain cannons."

"To kill the pilot on the plane, we still need 10 howitzers, a radio station and 10 tons of food."

"Then it's settled." Li Yunlong's lips curled up slightly. The price was so damn good that he was embarrassed to bargain.

10 Howitzers, radios and food are all the good things that are most in short supply in the Eighth Route Army now.

Needless to say, howitzers, radio stations are really in urgent need of the Eighth Route Army.

The Eighth Route Army's communications are really backward. Radios are only equipped at the brigade level. There are basically no radios for regiment-level troops and below. They can only rely on manpower and telephone for communication.

The situation of the New Fourth Army is better than that of the Eighth Route Army. Because the New Fourth Army is located in an economically and culturally developed area in the south, there are many local electronic equipment such as gramophones, radios, telephones, and electrical appliances, so it is easy to buy radio stations or radio parts.

Therefore, it may be more convenient for the New Fourth Army to obtain radio stations, but because the enemy strictly controls radio accessories, even if the New Fourth Army has more, it will only be limited.

If the radio station can be equipped at the regiment level, it will also be able to invisibly improve the combat effectiveness of the Eighth Route Army.

Not to mention food, the new regiment has now expanded to nearly 7,000 men, and the number of troops and horses has increased by nearly 700.

The new regiment's military horses are not only for the cavalry battalion, but also for each member of the Sword Squadron, and each battalion and company-level commander has a military horse.

Food consumption has greatly increased. According to the original food consumption, the new group can last until April and May.

But according to the current rate of food consumption, the new group will have to stop in another two months at most.

Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang even discussed going to the county before spring to grab some food from the Japanese traitors.

If this business is completed, there may be no need to worry about food problems in a short time.

As for weapons and ammunition, the new regiment has enough for now. Anyway, the weapons and ammunition used every time a battle is won are reimbursed.

Although there is no need to have too many weapons and ammunition, having too many weapons and ammunition is not enough. Too many weapons and ammunition will only increase the logistical pressure.

Because it is a guerrilla war, troops may be transferred at any time. If there are too many weapons and ammunition, it will take a lot of manpower to transport them. However, there will be fewer manpower to participate in the battle, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

Chen Feng said: "About the Japanese 9th Flying Group and other intelligence materials, they are all written down on paper. If you have any questions, you can ask me at any time."

"I really have a question." Zhao Gang said, "I hope Brother Chen can answer my question."

"Brother Zhao, please speak."

Zhao Gang then asked: "Since Brother Chen has such great intelligence capabilities, he must have a lot of agents and spies. If he can get the intelligence of the Japanese 9th Flying Team, it should not be difficult to kill the pilots of the Japanese 9th Flying Team."

Well, why do you still want us to do it?"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Gang hurriedly explained: "Brother Chen, don't get me wrong, I'm just curious and have no other meaning."

Chen Feng looked thoughtful when he heard this. How could he have any agents or spies under his command?

However, he certainly cannot deny it at this time. Once he denies it, it will easily arouse suspicion.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain that we could obtain such top-secret information.

"Both the Japanese First Army Headquarters and the Japanese North China Front Army Headquarters have people from me with very high positions." Chen Feng showed a mysterious smile on his face and only spoke half of the words, leaving Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang to figure it out on their own.

As expected, his first words suddenly enlightened Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang, and then they both showed their admiration at the same time.

It was difficult for even the underground party of the Eighth Route Army to reach into the Japanese First Army Headquarters and the Japanese North China Front Headquarters.

After all, the Japanese Army Headquarters is not the headquarters of the Kuomintang Party. The underground party can plant insiders around Principal Chang, but it cannot plant insiders in the Japanese Army Headquarters.

Although they had expected it, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang couldn't help but be shocked when Chen Feng said these words himself.

That’s awesome!

Chen Feng continued: "I want to kill the pilots of the 9th Japanese Flying Team. It is indeed very simple, but for me, any problem that can be solved with weapons and ammunition is not a problem for me. Of course, I also prefer to use

Weapons and ammunition solve problems.”

"Understood!" Zhao Gang nodded, with a look of surprise on his face.

He understood the meaning of Chen Feng's words. To put it simply, he was rich and willful, but had no humanity.

In war years, weapons and ammunition are more useful than banknotes or even gold. You can exchange weapons and ammunition for anything you want. Weapons and ammunition are the hardest currency.

Even if Chen Feng had not given this business and price to Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang, if it had been replaced by someone else, not counting the Eighth Route Army, the Shanxi-Sui Army, or the Central Army, there would have been plenty of people competing to do it.

Li Yunlong said: "Old Zhao, you don't understand. Brother Chen can do it himself, but he still leaves the business to us. Isn't it clear that he supports our Eighth Route Army?"

"That's right." Chen Feng said with a smile, "Brother Li understands it thoroughly."

"Blame me, blame me." Zhao Gang immediately laughed and said, "I will punish myself with half a bowl."

Li Yunlong laughed and said: "How can I punish myself with half a bowl? I still have three bowls, full and full."



After seeing Chen Feng off, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang returned to the regiment headquarters.

Although he didn't really drink three big bowls, Zhao Gang was already a little tipsy at this time.

Zhao Gang picked up the information and read it for a long time before putting it down.

"How about Lao Zhao, is this business very difficult?"

Seeing Zhao Gang put down the information, Li Yunlong couldn't wait to ask.

"It's quite difficult." Zhao Gang looked solemn, "According to Brother Chen's information, the Japs pilots of the 9th team usually live at the airport."

"Every Sunday afternoon is the holiday time for the Japanese pilots. Most of the pilots will go to Taiyuan City to have fun, that is, to find comfort women."

"It seems that this is the only time we can take action." Li Yunlong looked thoughtful and then said.

No matter what, Li Yunlong will do it, not only do it, but also do it in a big way.

Mainly because Brother Chen gave me too much this time.

"That's the crux of the problem." Zhao Gang said: "Taiyuan is the base camp of the First Army and is extremely well-defended."

The Japanese garrison currently stationed in Taiyuan plus the gendarmerie has a strength of one regiment. It is definitely not easy to deal with more than 3,000 Japanese soldiers in Taiyuan.

After the Japanese have completed the transportation of ammunition and supplies, part of the 14th Brigade will be stationed in Taiyuan. By then, the number of troops in Taiyuan will be several thousand at least.

There is also a more critical point. The common people in Taiyuan have a poor mass base. They are accustomed to being docile citizens and have a poor sense of identity with the Eighth Route Army. If they cannot protect themselves, the common people in Taiyuan will inform the Japanese.

"We can create noise in the periphery." Zhao Gang said, "On the day of the operation, we can pretend to attack the county town near Taiyuan and attract the Japanese from Taiyuan to send troops for reinforcements."

"That's definitely not possible." Commander Li shook his head, "Once a war breaks out, the Japanese pilots won't have a day off, and we will definitely have no chance."

"Yes." Zhao Gang nodded and said, "Now brother Chen has provided us with information about the Japanese defense in and around Taiyuan City. The information about the Japanese sentries, patrols, etc. is very clear. It will not be difficult for our sword squadron to sneak into the city.

, the difficult thing is how to evacuate after completing the mission."

"If we can't evacuate in time and the Japanese are blocked in the city, even if one of the members of the Sword Squadron can defeat ten, I'm afraid..."

Zhao Gang did not continue to say the rest, but Li Yunlong understood the meaning of Zhao Gang's words.

Zhao Gang was afraid that the meat bun would beat the dog and he would never come back.

"I don't believe it anymore. This Taiyuan City is made of copper and iron. Can't you find a flaw?" Li Yunlong's eyes widened: "At worst, I will lead the Sword Squadron myself."

"No!" Zhao Gang immediately retorted, "You are the leader of a group and cannot leave your post without permission. If you want to go, I will lead the group."

"Old Zhao, look at what you said." Li Yunlong said, "Going with me to lead the team is AWOL, but if you go, it won't be called AWOL?"

Zhao Gang was speechless for a moment and had no choice but to say: "Neither of us can go, so let's let Lu Yingjun lead the team."

The next day, Chen Feng arranged for a plane to deliver three 10-inch howitzers, 70 rounds of artillery shells, a radio and 30 tons of food.

This is the deposit.

As long as you take action, no matter whether it is successful or not, there is no need to refund the deposit.

However, if the operation is successful, the number of Japs pilots killed will be calculated separately. For example, if the new group kills 10 Japs pilots, the final score will be for killing 10 Japs pilots.

At that moment, Captain Li led a transport team, 10 howitzers, 480 rounds of artillery shells, and a mule cart carrying a radio, and happily set off for the brigade headquarters.

End of this chapter


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