But this is after all a matter for the future. At present, the most critical thing is how to solve the problem of Huangyadong Arsenal. Yoshimoto Zhenyi glanced at the map hanging on the spread. On the map, the positions of various troops and the layout of various fortifications were marked. Those positions were so cleverly arranged that it was difficult for them to attack by force.
"The 32nd Division of the Puppet Army has surrendered to the Eighth Route Army, now. Where are they? Have they entered the Huangyadong Arsenal as you imagined?"
Although it is said that the surrender of the puppet army has brought trouble to the devils, and they will have to wipe their asses in the future, but there are still advantages. In this way, even if there are armed personnel who have penetrated into the Eighth Route Army. When it comes to the official attack, these people can play a very good role.
Hearing the commander's question, Shimizu shook his head: "We haven't got any definite news yet."
At that time, the decision to let Zhang Feng lead the team to join the Eighth Route Army was a temporary decision by Qingshui, so the arrangement would definitely not be thorough.
The Eighth Route Army's defense is very tight. Once those people entered the territory of the Eighth Route Army, they would no longer be able to see them from the devil's side, so they didn't know where the puppet troops went. Whether tomorrow can play its due role.
"However, just in the afternoon, we heard that there seemed to be an opera on the other side of the sky." Qing Shui Jizhi thought of something, and said to the commander.
This thing is very strange. Before the war comes, do they still have time to listen to the play? What exactly is going on? Shimizu rules are puzzling. Because the place where the Eighth Route Army sang opera was far away, behind a line of sky, they couldn't see or hear clearly at all. Unless the plane is used to come over to investigate from above, but the anti-aircraft firepower in the sky is too strong, if the plane is used, it is likely to be shot down, and the gain will outweigh the loss.
Yoshimoto Zhenichi paced back and forth, feeling very surprised by the news. What is the role of the Eighth Route Army singing opera?
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside.
"Is the commander there? Our 33rd Division has already arrived." This man walked into the headquarters while talking. He is the division commander of the 33rd Division, Sakurai Shozo. Since he got the news here, he ordered his division to advance at full speed, and finally joined up with the 41st division this evening.
Walking into the headquarters, Shozo Sakurai said: "All our divisions have arrived, and our own artillery has also been brought over."
They did not abandon their artillery when they were on their way, but advanced together. Now I hear that the artillery of their division has arrived. Commander Yoshimoto Teiichi was very happy. They were unable to attack the Huangyadong Arsenal now because the defensive fortifications outside were too strong. Only by using cannons can all these fortifications be wiped out. The artillery under the 41st Division hadn't arrived yet, but those of the 33rd Division arrived first.
"Order your artillery to be in place quickly, and conduct a tentative shelling tomorrow." Ji Benzhen ordered. Now it's time for them to show some color to the Eighth Route Army on the opposite side.
The night is getting darker and darker. There was already a sound of snoring in the position, because the little ghost was outside, so the Eighth Route Army didn't go back to the garrison to sleep, and everyone was resting in the position.
Zhang Feng quietly opened his eyes and looked around. It was found that the Eighth Route Army had fallen asleep. So Zhang Feng stood up quietly, carrying his pants and walking forward. If someone finds out, then it can be said that he came out for convenience. In this way, he wobbled forward cautiously and came to the edge of the cliff.
Zhang Feng looked around, but there was no one there. He finally felt relieved, quickly took out a pen from his pocket, and then took out a notebook, and quickly wrote a few lines on it under the moonlight. Then tear off the paper and fold it into a paper airplane.
He breathed a sigh of relief at his paper plane, hoping it would bring him good luck, then raised his arm and threw the paper plane out.
An ordinary child can also play with origami airplanes. In later generations, there will be a special paper airplane competition. It is said that the level of entering the Guinness Book of World Records is to fly more than 60 meters. Of course, this kind of flight is thrown on the flat ground, and finally falls on the flat ground. Now, Zhang Feng's paper airplane flies down from the top of the mountain, so it can fly very far.
But Zhang Feng didn't know exactly where he could fly to. After taking refuge in Eight Routes, he cut off the way to communicate with the devils. The Eighth Route Army was very tightly guarded, and it was impossible for him to send his confidantes to sneak back to report, so he had no choice but to think of such a way. Now, the paper airplane quickly disappeared into the darkness. God knows where it could fly. Zhang Feng can only ask the godsBless you, I hope this paper plane can fall within the control of the devils and be taken by them.
The paper airplane is flickering in the sky, flickering forward. When flying to the mouth of the valley, suddenly, there was a light snap, and the whip flew up, and it just hit the paper airplane, so the paper airplane fell from the sky.
The whip-wielding man, whistling, took a few steps forward and picked up the paper airplane. Soon, the paper airplane fell into Qin Baoshan's hands.
When he got this paper airplane, Qin Baoshan thought it was interesting. This thing is almost like playing with a drift bottle. Does that Zhang Feng still expect this thing to fly into the hands of the little devil? Even if it flew over, how could the little devil see it at night.
"This handwriting is similar to that of Political Commissar Zhao. Give it to Political Commissar Zhao and ask Political Commissar Zhao to make a copy." Qin Baoshan said: "However, this content needs to be changed. Don't worry too much. It will be done tomorrow morning." All right, and then we'll give it to the little devil."
Zhang Feng must know that it is not good to pass the news like this at night, but he has no other way. If it is early in the morning and the sky is full of people, how can he have this opportunity? Only now can he throw the paper airplane out . And it was the only way he could think of. It's just that he doesn't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at him.
Zhang Feng was very aggrieved. He had to tell the devil that the original plan might be difficult to implement. The Eighth Route Army has successfully carried out ideological work, and most of its soldiers have become the real Eighth Route Army. It is estimated that there are no more than two hundred people who can listen to his command. If this kind of person is inside the Huangyadong Arsenal, he may be able to start a rebellion, but in the first line of the sky, there is nothing wrong with him. As long as he starts a rebellion, he will be quickly killed. cleared. So he hoped that the little devil could forgive him. It's not that he doesn't work hard, but because the Eighth Route Army is too ruthless. He will continue to lurk in the ranks of the Eighth Route Army and make contributions to the little devil later.
However, when the paper airplane flew over the next morning, the content was completely different. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com