"What's so strange about it."

Tian Guozhong smiled and said, "I guess! At the beginning, the Japanese were too arrogant and thought that with their troops and we were local troops, these Japanese didn't take us seriously at all. However, after this battle, they saw our power, so they quickly mobilized planes from the rear to support them. However, the Japanese did not expect that we would suddenly retreat while fighting, so these planes were useless..."

"But the Japanese were unwilling to be beaten by us, so they let the planes that didn't have time to come to bomb our Qinglong Mountain. Otherwise, why did the Japanese planes come to bomb the past few hours?"

Zhang Qingshan thought about it and felt that only this explanation would work. He nodded, sighed, but did not say anything. Because Zhang Qingshan originally wanted to say: It's a pity that we don't have planes, otherwise, how could the Japanese be so arrogant... But, nothing is nothing. This is a fact that cannot be changed in a short period of time, and it is also the most direct manifestation of "if you fall behind, you will be beaten."

Unexpectedly, Hu Yingze, who had not spoken much, sighed: "I wish we had planes too."

Tian Guozhong patted Hu Yingze on the shoulder and comforted him: "Old Hu, don't be so pessimistic. I dare to conclude that sooner or later, our Eighth Route Army will have aircraft, and it is a much better plane than the Japanese aircraft."

Zhang Qingshan was in a bad mood, but when he saw Tian Guozhong winking while saying that, he recalled: Lao Hu was obviously stimulated, so his attitude today was a bit abnormal, and the biggest hurdle was the plane.

So Zhang Qingshan quickly followed Tian Guozhong's topic and comforted Hu Yingze: "Yes! Just like when we were in the revolution, at the beginning, not to mention guns, even big swords and spears could not be used for one hand, but you can see how long it took, not only did we have one hand, but we even had cannons. So! Lao Hu, don't be so pessimistic, look forward more."

Hu Yingze turned around, looked at them, and said with a wry smile: "Don't you two think I was scared by the Japanese plane, right?"

Zhang Qingshan and Tian Guozhong didn't even look at each other, and shook their heads in an orderly manner.

"Actually, I wasn't scared by the Japanese plane, but you two are right, I envy the Japanese plane..." Hu Yingze took out a cigarette, lit it one by one, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "I have been thinking about it just now: With our vast land and wealth, outstanding people... And the Japanese are just Japanese slaves from the three islands, and their territory and population are far inferior to us, but why are the Japanese so much stronger than us? Have you ever thought about this question?"

Zhang Qingshan shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said, "To be honest, I have never thought about this problem at all, and I am too lazy to think about this problem, because I think this problem is something that the superiors should think about. As soldiers, we just need to obey the organization's orders and complete the organization's orders... Especially now, I will not consider anything else, but just think about how to kill the Japanese."

"Lao Zhang is a pragmatic person. Lao Hu, you are good at thinking for the long term." Tian Guozhong said seriously: "However, Lao Hu, Lao Zhang has a saying that is right. Now, we consider everything else and everything must be based on killing the Japanese. Otherwise, everything will be useless. Besides, it is a war era, so it is a bit too early to pursue or think about the big problem you are talking about."

Hu Yingze nodded and said seriously: "Yes, what are our soldiers doing so much? What is the most important thing to consider how to eliminate the Japanese. Only by driving the Japanese out can we reflect on and realize our dream of saving the country."

"Okay, we three don't have to sigh here. Let's discuss what we should do next, facing the attack of more than 10,000 Japanese devils?"

Zhang Qingshan glanced at Tian Guozhong who was talking and said, "Since everything is following the plan we made before, there is no need for us to change the plan. I think it's better to do it with the Japanese according to the previous plan."

"The plan cannot keep up with the changes. We must make some defenses to deal with possible accidents." Tian Guozhong said seriously: "It's like now. In our plan, there are no Japanese who send planes to bomb our Qinglong Mountain. So, what should we do next, I think we still need to make necessary defenses and adjustments."

"Lao Tian is right, I agree."

Zhang Qingshan curled his lips and said, "You both agree, so I naturally have no objection, but in the general direction, we must follow the plan."

“It’s natural.”

Zhang Qingshan turned around and shouted, "Come here!"

"Immediately telegram the assault company and the armed forces team left behind Baoyuan County, and let them change the time for reporting the Japanese main force to report once an hour to report once every half hour."

"yes!"

Zhang Qingshan turned around and explained to Hu Yingze: "When I came back, considering the importance of surveillance of the main Japanese forces and the collection of intelligence in the surrounding areas, in order to obtain this information as soon as possible and reduce the time for transmitting intelligence, I specially left a radio station for the assault company."

Don’t underestimate this explanation. The division of many things often starts with very small things. Hu Yingze is the political commissar of the regiment and is still the leader of the regiment. Although Zhang Qingshan is treated as a leader, he is only the instructor of the assault company on the surface. Therefore, some things must be explained to Hu Yingze to avoid feeling uncomfortable... Although Hu Yingze, the old partner, would never mind this, the old saying goes, "Face is given by others, but it is lost by oneself; the politeness and relationship maintenance that should be maintained must be maintained.

"Report! Telegram from the division headquarters."

Zhang Qingshan took the telegram and looked at it, handed it to Hu Yingze, and said, "It seems that the division headquarters is still very confident in our next battle."

The general meaning of the telegram is: verbally praise the victory in the first stage, and then remind everyone to make every effort to make complete preparations when carrying out the second stage of the battle to avoid major changes. Especially remind everyone that they must pay attention to obtaining the Japanese's movements in a timely and accurate manner.

"Old Zhang, please don't put gold on your face. The division headquarters clearly reminds us to be fully prepared. Why does it become the division headquarters praise you when it comes to your mouth."

"Am I wrong? The division headquarters does not approve of our second phase of operations?"

Seeing Zhang Qingshan and Hu Yingze quarrel again, Zhou Baoyu ran over to report: The main group and the others are back.

When Zhang Qingshan heard this, he immediately sighed: "This battle is so hard!"

Tian Guozhong nodded.

Hu Yingze said: "Okay, no matter what, we have to greet each other in person. At the same time, we must be prepared to treat the wounded and calm the emotions of the comrades."

Immediately, the three of them went to welcome the three regiments and their own battalion.

Because Qinglong Mountain is small and cannot accommodate four regiments, let alone give enough places to treat the wounded, the assault regiment, as the landlord, naturally had to be in Qinglong Mountain, while the other three regiments were only stationed in the mountains and fields around Qinglong Mountain. Many people were unable to go to Qinglong Mountain, and each regiment had only sent representatives to Qinglong Mountain, one to report and the other to have a meeting.

There are two roads up the mountain, the small road in Gezi Mountain and the main road in the south.

Zhang Qingshan and others also divided into two groups and went to two roads to welcome everyone: Zhang Qingshan took some people to the road to the south to welcome the New First Regiment and the Assault Regiment Battalion. Hu Yingze and Tian Guozhong took some people to the road to the northeast to welcome the main group and the independent group. Then, everyone went to Qinglong Mountain to meet together.

Zhang Qingshan walked down the stairs and looked at the team coming from afar, and felt a little anxious and nervous: Although on the way, everyone had already reported the report of this battle to Zhang Qingshan by telegram, and Zhang Qingshan also reported the preliminary results to the division headquarters with telegrams, but reporting is one thing, seeing it with one's own eyes is another, or another feeling. After all, the telegrams are cold numbers, but seeing it with one's own eyes is a living person.

Having arrived at the foot of the mountain, Zhang Qingshan was preparing to continue walking and greet him on the road to show his solemnity and gratitude.

However, after just two steps, Zhang Qingshan suddenly turned back, and ran up the stairs quickly, ran to the middle of the mountain in one breath, and looked carefully, probably feeling that he couldn't see carefully, so he took the telescope from Sun Bingcheng and looked at the team getting closer and closer.

Yesterday, when Zhang Qingshan sent out the New First Regiment and the Assault Regiment Battalion came out from here, Zhang Qingshan remembered it very clearly that a team of more than 2,500 people gathered together like a dragon, and then extended like a snake to the turn of the mountain there. However, now, the warriors are back, but without counting, they can clearly judge with the naked eye that the team is missing a lot.

Didn’t it mean that the total number of troops in the New First Regiment and the First Battalion of the Assault Regiment combined were one-third of the casualties? Why do you think about the situation? At least half of them are missing...

Zhang Qingshan held the telescope, watched quietly, and thought silently. Even the cheerful sound of the greeting personnel and team gathered at the foot of the mountain did not hear, but stood there like a rock without moving, but a coldness radiated all over his body, a chilling coldness.

"Captain!Captain..."

Sun Bingcheng's voice brought Zhang Qingshan's feelings back to reality.

"Hmm! Well! What's the matter?"

"Captain, they have arrived. Do you see if it's..."

"Oh!" Zhang Qingshan looked at the celebration scene at the foot of the mountain, swallowed his saliva, coughed twice, and then rubbed his face, trying to make a smile on his face, and whispered Sun Bingcheng: "Look, do you think there is a smile on my face?"

"Well! There's a little bit..." Sun Bingcheng paused and added: "But, your smile looks even worse than crying."

"Get out! Why don't you study hard with Baoyu? You are honest like wood?"

"I……"

"Okay, let's not talk. Let's go! Go and welcome the warriors' return!"

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Chapter completed!