"Continue with the topic just now."

"Wang Huaibao seized an Italian cannon, where are you?"

Li Yunlong took a sip of wine and said, "Isn't you doing anything good?"

Hearing this, Wang Huaibao immediately looked proud, and the leader finally praised me.

Chen Quan and Sun Bin looked discouraged, and this time they made Wang Huaibao compete.

Only Zhang Dabiao smiled and said, "Captain, if you ask our first battalion if the cannons have been seized, then there is really no one, but if you ask if there is any fun? Hehe, then you are asking the right person."

After a pause, Zhang Dabiao said with a mysterious look on his face: "We really got a good thing."

"Is that so? What good thing did you get?" Li Yunlong immediately became interested and said, "Take it out and show it to everyone."

Zhang Dabiao shouted outside: "Tiedan."

Zhang Dabiao's guard Tiedan responded and entered: "Yes!"

Zhang Dabiao said: "Go and bring the gift I prepared."

"Yes!" Tiedan saluted a military salute and turned around and ran away.

Chen Quan, Wang Huaibao and Sun Bin's curiosity was suddenly aroused.

Even Li Yunlong began to look forward to what gift Zhang Dabiao would give?

A Hadmen cigarette? Beautiful canned domestic beef? Or Japanese sake?

Only Xing Zhiguo and Cao Sanlian did not respond much, and they felt that the gift would definitely not be as good as theirs.

After a while, Tiedan walked in with a heavy canvas bag and placed it beside Zhang Dabiao, not knowing what was inside.

Chen Quan reached out to look over.

As a result, Zhang Dabiao directly slapped: "Don't move!"

"Go!" Chen Quan said unhappily, "What's so great about it?"

Zhang Dabiao fumbled through the canvas bag for a while, and took out a knife like a magic trick.

"Old Shen, I'll give it to you." Zhang Dabiao handed the saber to Chen Quan and said with a smile, "Assistant Sword, there is also the inscription of the original owner on the sword, and he is a master."

"For me?" Chen Quan's eyes lit up.

With another shiny sound, he pulled out a piece of the sword, and saw that the inscription was indeed engraved with Chinese characters. Chen Quan read it out word by word: "Taochen Ogasawara? Major?"

Zhang Dabiao took out two sabers from his canvas bag and handed them to Sun Bin and Wang Huaibao respectively.

"Old Wang and Lao Sun are also two assistant knives. The master, please leave a souvenir. If one day I, Lao Zhang, accidentally took a step forward, and saw this knives, I would think that I saw me."

"Bad!" Li Yunlong said angrily, "What are you talking nonsense?"

Zhang Dabiao laughed and took out two sabers from his canvas bag.

"Captain Cao and Deputy Commander Xing, these two assistant knives are given to you."

"The original owners of these two sabers are two Japanese colonels, and they are just right with you."

"Battleman Commander Zhang, what you gave to us?" Cao Sanlian and Xing Zhiguo took the saber in surprise and joy.

Especially Cao Sanlian, I didn’t expect that Zhang Dabiao had prepared a gift for him, which was a big gift! I didn’t know how to repay the gift.

Li Yunlong was anxious: "Zhang Dabiao, where is mine?"

"Captain, don't worry, the best thing is to stay and take it out at the end." Zhang Dabiao smiled and took out a saber with chrysanthemum patterns from the canvas bag.

"Captain, this knife is for you, a general's sword."

"The original owner of the saber is Mitake Ishii, a member of the 40th saber team of the Japanese Army University. This general sword is a saber given by the Japanese Emperor. The sword handle and sword are also engraved with golden chrysanthemum patterns that symbolize the Japanese royal family."

"Is that true?" Li Yunlong took the saber and smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed. This is a rare thing and can be passed on to his son and grandson as a heirloom in the future.

Zhang Dabiao really gave a great gift.

After playing with the General's sword in his hand for a while, Li Yunlong finally remembered and asked, "Da Biao, are you stabbing the Japanese assistant knot? Where did you seize so many assistant knots?"

Zhang Dabiao smiled and said, "I accidentally ambushed the night before yesterday and killed more than 60 Japanese officers, including one major general, two colonels, six or seven majors, and the rest were all lieutenants. I guess, which old Japanese sent an observation group to our Fuliangshan base to observe the tactics."

"My God, you killed another observation group?"

Li Yunlong said: "Why didn't you say it when you were in a meeting yesterday?"

"Forgot." Zhang Dabiao said, "It's not a big deal."

Li Yunlong, Chen Quan and the others could only give Zhang Dabiao one word: Fuck!

(Wang Ye: Zhang Dabiao, you are a prodigal son, a golden treasure chest!)

"Damn it, I didn't expect this to happen." Li Yunlong laughed, "If you want to say this, the old Japanese man Miyao Daoichi is probably under greater pressure at this moment than we imagined."

"Now, he has no way out!"

"There is no way out?" Xing Zhiguo asked, "Old Li, what does it mean?"

Li Yunlong said: "The meaning is very simple. Miyano Daoichi has suffered too much thanks under our independent group. First, nearly a thousand bunkers in the village were pulled out, and then the observation group was killed by Da Biao. Last night, we even pulled out twenty-eight strongholds. In total, we have killed more than 4,000 Japanese devils!"

"There are three or four thousand puppet army prisoners we captured, right?"

"In addition, we have seized so many guns and ammunition."

"Miyano Dao suffered such a big loss, if he couldn't find a way to make up for it, would he have good fruit? Okamura Niji and the emperor who were the dog gods could spare him? So he could only walk one way to the dark."

"He can only fight to the death with our independent group."

...

In the evening, Maori Hirohiro returned to the Frontier Command.

"Teacher Commander!" Maori Hirobo held his feet in an upright manner.

"Mori-kun, you're back." Miyano asked, "How is the situation?"

Maori Hirohiro said: "I followed the simple highway on the northern line and searched towards Qingyun Town, and found that six strongholds were destroyed by the Eighth Route Army."

Walking out of Fuliang Mountain, there are now three simple roads, one through Qingyun Town to Ping'an County, one through Dagu Town to Ping'an County, and the other through Lijia Town to Heyuan County.

These three simple roads were built by the way when the blockade ditch was built before.

At the same time, these three simple highways are also the direction of advancement of the three rapid strike brigades of the Second Guard Division. These three rapid brigades are advancing along these three highways to Fuliangshan.

By the way, the road on the North Line has the best road conditions.

The two roads to the south have been damaged by the Independence Corps.

That's why the observation group went to Qingyunling and ended up hitting Zhang Dabiao's hands.

"Six strongholds?" Miyano said sternly, "All six strongholds have been completely destroyed?"

"Yes, they were completely destroyed." Maori Hirohiro said, "All buildings were destroyed, and all the Imperial Army stationed in the stronghold died for their country, and the Imperial Army was missing."

"Baga!" Miyano Daoichi's face collapsed instantly.

He originally thought that the independent team would at most cut a few phone lines or shoot a few cold guns at the stronghold, but he didn't expect that he would really have the courage to attack!

He even didn't expect that the Independent Group not only had the courage to launch a strong attack, but also destroyed six strongholds!

And this is just the situation on the northern line. There is probably a situation on Dagu Town on the central line and Lijia Town on the southern line. In total, more than a dozen strongholds will be destroyed.

If ten strongholds were destroyed, it would mean that ten infantry teams died for their country, and ten companies of the Imperial Army were destroyed by independent regiments, which would be a huge loss!

But soon, Miyano Daoichi discovered that he was too naive.

Because the telegram from the division and regiment headquarters arrived, Guichuan Qing sent a more detailed loss list.

"Teacher Commander, this is a telegram from the division headquarters." Masaki Matsumoto handed over a telegram.

After reading the telegram, Miyano Daoyi was completely in a bad mood. Last night, in just one night, twenty-eight strongholds were completely destroyed?

Twenty-eight infantry teams died in their country?

More than 1,500 imperial soldiers died in battle?

More than 3,000 Imperial Army officers and soldiers were scattered or captured?

Losing an Italian cannon, eighty-four Type 96 light machine guns?

He also lost more than 1,100 Type 38 rifles and eighty-four Type 89 grenade launchers?

There are more than 2,000 Liao Thirteen or Hanyang rifles, more than 100 imitation Czech light machine guns, and a large number of bullets?

If the losses two days ago are included, the Second Guards Division has lost more than 4,000 imperial soldiers, nearly 3,000 Type 38 rifles, more than 100 Type 89 grenade launchers, more than 90 Type 96 light machine guns and more than 200,000 6.5mm caliber plate rifle bullets!

Moreover, the losses of the Imperial Army have not been counted.

It is unimaginable what will happen after these weapons and ammunition fall into the hands of the independent regiment?

The Independent Regiment was already difficult enough. With such a huge amount of weapons and ammunition, it would undoubtedly stimulate a more terrifying combat power than before. It seems that this time it is really troublesome.

Miyano Daoichi felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the command center.

But Jiro Onoda came in with a sniper rifle.
To be continued...