The winter in Jinland is biting cold and ice-filled. It is not necessary to reach the deep winter. Just one head-on, the cold wind that can blow with the cold current is trembling. If you don’t wear a few more cotton coats and don’t wear a pair of gloves, you will soon find that your body and hands do not belong to you, but only to stiffness.

The Eighth Route Army soldiers must be the most resistant group. Bears with fat and thick fur were so cold that they had to hibernate in the cave, they were wearing shabby shirts and gritted their teeth in the cold wind, trying to fight to the death with the cold cold.

Some soldiers lost, so they closed their eyes in silence.

In the cruel era, a few people were frozen to death in the cold winter, which was just ordinary Sheila.

Han Feng has been feeling this past few days. The quilt was covered with straw. Just rolled up his body and it was the sleeping environment. But how could he keep the cold? Many soldiers fell ill because of this, and the same problem as the political commissar Zhao Gang made!

Han Feng wanted to do something, but he was helpless. The current difficult situation of the Eighth Route Army was definitely not something that Han Feng could change. He was powerless. This is the most true portrayal of the moment.

When Han Feng went to see Zhao Gang, he had not entered the door yet, and was about to hear the conversation between Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang.

Li Yunlong said: "Old Zhao! Just rest assured to recuperate! I am the one in this group!"

Zhao Gang said: "Old Li, when will you hide it from me?"

"Who, who dares to hit me?"

"Old Li, don't scold me anymore. I know the situation in the group. I am the political commissar of the independent group. How can you not let me know these things?"

Li Yunlong knew that the matter could not be hidden, and smiled bitterly: "Old Zhao, you are still sick! How could I bother you with this nothing."

Zhao Gang's eyes were hot. He knew that this was not a matter of nothing, but whether the Independent Corps soldiers could survive this winter. However, Li Yunlong was afraid that he would worry, so he would be more serious and he carried it all on his shoulders.

What kind of comrades in this way is this! An indescribable warm current flows through every bloodline of Zhao Gang.

"Old Li, I'm sorry, it's all my body that is too unsatisfactory. Before I could do anything, I fell ill. Now all the affairs of the group are on your shoulders alone. Thank you for your hard work."

"Don't fart, I don't have any other knowledge. When I was a child, my parents told me that no one can respect this, but cultural people must respect it. Why? That's all Wenqu Stars descended to earth. I'm still waiting for you, Lao Zhao's body to recover. I pointed at my nose and scolded me to remind me!"

As Li Yunlong spoke, he moved his emotions and habitually took out a handful of tobacco from his pocket, but there was no paper roll. He looked around and pulled Zhao Gang's notebook over and teared a page, and then rolled up the tobacco on his own.

Zhao Gang stared and said, "Why are you tearing my notebook again?"

"Isn't it just a few pages? When I fight the Japanese, I will give you ten copies." Li Yunlong disagreed and lit the ignition matches lit up the cigarette rolls he made. With the strong smell of smoke, the room, which was not spacious, was suddenly filled with the choking smell of smoke. Zhao Gang was in the wind and cold and couldn't help coughing.

Li Yunlong quickly cut off the cigarette roll, "I'm sorry, Lao Zhao, forgot about this."

"You smoke! It's just a little smoke. No matter how weak my body is, I can withstand it. It's better if I smoke it.

"well"

"There is a shortage of supplies in the group, and it's not a problem to sigh. We have to think of a solution."

Li Yunlong cursed: "What can I do? The Japanese have become a turtle with their heads in the past. They have not shown up for so long. Without the Japanese to do side jobs, the hard days of our independent group cannot be improved."

Zhao Gang said: "Old Li, it's strange that the Japanese have suddenly become peaceful in the second half of the year, and there is no storm. If the current situation is not the same, I would have thought the Japanese had withdrawn from China!"

"Who knows to go? I hope the Japanese can last more years. Why, as soon as the Japanese left, our quality of life will immediately decline."

Zhao Gang and Li Yunlong laughed. After laughing, Zhao Gang said, "Old Li, don't you ask me to give you an idea! Comrade Madman has been wandering around recently, and he might have information in his hand. Why don't you call him over and ask?"

“It’s reasonable!”

As he was talking, Han Feng knocked on the door. Li Yunlong looked back and was amused, "Sanlangzi, Lao Zhao and I are talking about you!"

"Captain, I heard it all. You are right. If we don't fight with the Japanese before winter, we will be sad this winter."

"Have you heard the news?"

"this……"

"What are you talking about? Let's go if you have any farts." Li Yunlong glared.

Han Feng said: "The regiment commander, Gou Huozhe from Ping'an County came from intelligence the day before yesterday, saying that a group of Japanese troops suddenly came from Ping'an County to support him. It is estimated that it will be no longer possible to leave Ping'an County. According to my judgment, these Japanese soldiers will definitely pass by Yelang Valley."

"Wild Wolf Valley!" Li Yunlong's eyes lit up. He was familiar with that area, which was an excellent place for ambush. There were ditches left when road construction were carried on both sides of the road. The ditches were now covered with dead grass that were tall in the sky. Even if a battalion of troops was ambushed inside, it would never be easily discovered. "That was a good place for ambush."

Han Feng said: "What the regiment commander said is that we have not done a side job these days. Every time we fight, the Japanese have eliminated them, but they have not seized much material and equipment. It is like the battle of the destruction of the observation group. We killed a few big fish, but those Japanese officers are not willing to spend their energy to carry weapons. The ammunition seized is pitiful and they can't even keep up with our ammunition consumption. If this continues, we will become poorer and poorer. The soldiers of my company are now getting less than seven or eight bullets in a battle alone."

Zhao Gang smiled and said, "Comrade Xiao Han, your company is pretty good. Many soldiers in the regiment can't even divide three bullets. The Japanese are not easy to seize and they will never surrender until they have ammunition and food are gone. Or they will completely annihilate them. The Japanese are not stupid and will not leave their equipment for us."

Han Feng said: "The regiment commander and political commissar, if we want to seize more, on the one hand, we need to save bullets, and on the other hand, we also need to save bullets from the Japanese."

"How to say it?"

"Fighting with the Japanese, our equipment is too poor. If we fight a positional battle, a Japanese squadron can even use the advantage of firepower to destroy our regiment, so we cannot fight with the Japanese. Besides, everything in the regiment is tense now, so we can't waste bullets on the Japanese.

So I was thinking, this time we will fight the Japanese unexpectedly, and have a hand-to-hand battle between bayonets and bayonets, killing the Japanese with their hands. After such a battle, the ammunition of our and the Japanese will be left, and there will be more materials and equipment seized."

Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang heard the novelty, and it turned out that there was such a reason to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

Li Yunlong couldn't help but patted Han Feng's shoulder and said, "Sanlangzi, you really have it. It's okay. We'll do this this time. The Big Sword Company that I have trained for so long is also useful. Let's teach the Japanese a lesson so that the whole northwest of Shanxi knows that our Eighth Route Army fights bayonets, and that's also the ancestor of the Japanese alike."

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Chapter completed!