As soon as Koderakuma left, Lin Sichen wrote a note, called an Osaka soldier, and handed the note to him: "Send this note to..."
Lin Sichen gave the soldier an address and asked him to put the note somewhere in the address.
This is the contact information between Lin Sichen and the 22nd Group of the Eighth Route Army.
Someone will check there at a fixed time every day. Once Lin Sichen's note is received, someone from the 22nd Regiment will take the initiative to contact him.
"Yes, captain." The Osaka soldier took the note and quickly left the Li Cun stronghold.
Lin Sichen was going to eat when Meng Songping came.
"Mr. Oda Ichiro, you made Shou Notani so miserable, and it was a good show for me and my brothers!" Meng Songping said with a smile.
"Haha, I told you earlier, you don't have to worry about our internal conflicts at all." Lin Sichen chuckled, and he could see the intention of leaving on Meng Songping's face.
Lin Sichen asked directly: "What's wrong, Battalion Commander Meng, you are so eager to return home. Do you want to go back right away? How many days do you want to stay?"
"Mr. Oda Ichiro, you were able to rescue me and those more than a hundred brothers from the encirclement. We will always remember this great kindness." Meng Songping nodded and said sincerely, "Our unit was attacked. Feng must be very anxious, I’d better go back early so I won’t disturb him any more.”
"Okay, Commander Meng, then I won't keep you any longer. After you go back, you have to pull the strings carefully and tell you up to the peak that I have good things here and he wants to buy them. Please contact me at any time." Lin Sichen said.
When Lin Sichen talked about this good thing, Meng Songping couldn't help but be curious: "Mr. Oda Ichiro, can you tell me what this good thing is?"
"Let you go up to the peak and ask." Lin Sichen made a riddle.
"Okay, Mr. Oda Ichiro, then let me go up to the peak and ask you." Meng Songping did not ask any more questions and said, "But how can I contact you then?"
"It's very simple. Just send someone over there to find me directly." Lin Sichen said.
"Okay." Meng Songping wrote it down.
Meng Songping left the Licun stronghold with more than a hundred of his brothers.
After arriving at a safe place, the more than 100 people looked in the direction of the Li Village stronghold and then looked at Fangcun Mountain. Each one of them was filled with emotion:
"This experience is like a dream!"
"To this day, I still can't believe that the friendly forces of the Fourth Division really let us go like this. They really didn't make things difficult for us and even prepared dry food and water for us."
"Yes, we all thought we were going to die in Fangcun Mountain. Unexpectedly, in a twists and turns, the people who rescued us were actually friendly forces of the Fourth Division."
"We went back and told others about it, but no one believed it."
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"Brothers, stop sighing. The leader must be worried about us. Let's hurry up and hurry up." Meng Songping didn't let the team waste any time and rushed back as fast as possible.
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After purchasing three grenade launchers from Lin Sichen, He Xiaobao's original position was canceled and he no longer served as Han Xinli's messenger, but as a liaison officer.
He Xiaobao will go to the contact point at a fixed time to check whether Lin Sichen has left a note.
Today is He Xiaobao's first day as a liaison officer.
He Xiaobao came to the designated place and moved a stone.
Under this stone is a box.
This is to prevent rainwater from seeping in and dispersing the writing on the note.
He Xiaobao picked up the box without expecting anything.
Yesterday, Oda Ichiro from Li Village Stronghold just sold three grenade launchers to our 22nd Regiment. He must have nothing left to sell.
Therefore, He Xiaobao naturally thought that the box must be empty and there was no note.
Unexpectedly, when the box was opened, there was actually a note inside.
He Xiaobao immediately became confused: "So soon, does Mr. Oda Ichiro have something to sell to us? We got the three grenade launchers, but they have not yet formed combat effectiveness."
With suspicion in his heart, He Xiaobao quickly opened the note.
Looking at the handwriting on the note, He Xiaobao's eyes widened instantly.
"Oh my God, Mr. Oda Ichiro is not joking. He wants to sell us two 75mm mountain cannons!" He Xiaobao was surprised.
Rubbing his eyes, He Xiaobao immediately read the note again.
The handwriting on this note clearly stated that two 75mm caliber mountain cannons were for sale.
This is a 75mm caliber gun. In front of it, the grenade can be ignored.
Such artillery already has the ability to attack difficult targets.
Why did the Japs build so many gun towers? It was because they bullied our Eighth Route Army into not having the weapons to attack the enemy.
If we had this guy, wouldn't we be afraid that we wouldn't be able to capture the Japs' stronghold?
Suppressing the excited thoughts in his heart, He Xiaobao put the note close to his body, put the box back to its original place, returned the stone to its place, and He Xiaobao immediately ran back to the 22nd Regiment Headquarters of the Eighth Route Army like flying.
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Eighth Route 22 Regiment Headquarters
"Captain, hahaha, we are rich!"
The first battalion commander of the 22nd Regiment brought back a grenade launcher and escorted back an old landlord, as well as the money and materials looted from the landlord's house. He happily returned to the regiment leader Han Xinli to express his gratitude and good news.
Han Xinli walked out of the regiment headquarters and looked at this gratifying capture. He was very happy: "First battalion commander, you did a good job. How many grenade rounds were used?"
After having three grenade launchers, Han Xinli moved very quickly.
Let the following three battalion commanders each take a grenade to knock on the landlord's old fortune.
Use landlords and wealthy people as targets for live ammunition exercises.
After all, these grenade shells are precious, and every one must be used on the edge.
"Three shots." The first battalion commander replied, "I missed the first two shots and scared this bitch half to death. The third shot hit his vital defense, and the guy surrendered immediately."
"Yeah, good job." Han Xinli hummed.
The use of this grenade is different from that of a mortar.
The mortar has a stand, and recruits can get started quickly by relying on the aiming scale.
The grenade barrel is different. It has no stand and needs to be supported by hands. It is not easy to shoot accurately in a short time.
With three rounds of ammunition, the battalion commander fired it. He seemed to be very talented in this area.
"Captain, I'll leave this man and the supplies to you. I'll take the grenade and hit another old man. Strike while the iron is hot." The first battalion commander was addicted to playing.
At the same time, we have to do it quickly to knock off the old wealth of landlords.
When the Japanese react, it will be difficult for us to continue our work.
"Well, go ahead and pay attention to safety." Han Xinli agreed. The battalion commander left the supplies and led the people to go on the mission again happily.
Han Xinli and his deputy captain, along with the cultural cadres, immediately began to count the supplies.
"Haha, leader, this old man is really fat. There are more than 4,000 kilograms of grain, and there are so many chickens, ducks and livestock. We can improve the food." After counting the supplies, Han Xinli's cultural cadres were very happy. no.
The 22nd Regiment had only been formed not long ago, and life was very tight.
He eats chaffy vegetables every day and is as poor as a beggar.
If you make a fortune as a landlord, you can seize it like this.
When the second and third battalions come back, I'm afraid we can all celebrate the New Year.
However.
The group leader, Han Xinli, was not very excited, but his expression wrinkled.
