In the next few days, the Jinsui Army Transportation Team continued to go to Linfen through the road in front of Xiao Yunshan, but there was no chance to start.

The Jinsui Army was too cautious. The transport team of more than 100 large trucks directly sent a regiment of troops to escort, not giving Xiao Yunshan the opportunity to rob grain.

The Chief of Staff of the New First Regiment outside Linfen City was also very anxious.

Seeing that more and more Jinsui troops gathered in Linfen City and more and more grain supplies were hoarding, he saw it and was anxious in his heart.

In his opinion, the Jinsui Army was constantly increasing its garrison to Linfen City, which was definitely preparing for its own step by step to encroach on the base!

Wang Ping's face was as calm as ever, and he comforted him from time to time: "Chief of Staff, don't worry!"

"This struggle between us and the Jinsui Army is not a war, and the battle cannot solve the problem!"

“So all we need to do now is to be patient.”

"Now, more than 20,000 Jinsui troops have gathered in Linfen City. It is impossible for them to stay in the city all the time. As long as they leave the city and start acting, once the troops are dispersed, there will be a lot of opportunities in front of us!"

"At that time, I will definitely make Yan Laoxi regret sending troops to take down Linfen City and grab territory from our Eighth Route Army!"

Suddenly, political commissar Huang Yuanqiang rushed in.

He walked directly to Wang Ping and whispered: "Captain, the boss and the commander are here!"

"Who is here?" Wang Ping did not expect the deputy commander-in-chief to come, and asked subconsciously!

The political commissar did not answer, but stared at the guard company commander beside him and ordered: "Captain Li, from now on, the regiment headquarters and the regiment headquarters will enter a wartime alert state for five kilometers. If the troops are not strong enough, go directly to your battalion commander and ask your battalion commander to send troops to cooperate, and say it was my order!"

Wang Ping was frightened. As soon as Captain Li rushed out, he asked in a hurry: "Old Huang, who did you just say is here? Is it necessary to make such a big fanfare?"

"Of course it's necessary!" Huang Yuanqiang replied with a serious look on his face.

Then he continued to order: "Staff Secretary Zhou, you inform the regiment headquarters of the cooking team to prepare an extra meal at noon today, and use the good things that Battalion Commander Xiao sent us a few days ago. Make it according to the standard of two dishes and one soup, and our regiment headquarters will also benefit from the teeth-beating ceremony!"

After all the orders were issued, Huang Yuanqiang replied: "The regiment commander... the commander of the military region and the deputy commander-in-chief of the headquarters are here. Now we should be about to reach the entrance of the village. We called and reported the call at the intersection. There will definitely be no mistake!"

"The deputy commander-in-chief is here too! Wang Ping was stunned for a moment and asked back.

The Chief of Staff Zhong Chenggong, who was standing aside, reacted even more exaggeratedly, and was stunned by the fear. He opened his mouth for a long time before he could react!"

"Yes!" Huang Yuanqiang affirmed!

Wang Ping also became excited and immediately ordered: "Why are you still standing there? Call Wei Yong, let's go and greet us together!"

"I have not seen the boss in almost three years when I have been transferred from the Eighth Route Army headquarters to the New First Regiment!"

When they arrived at the entrance of the village, the boss and the commander arrived.

Wang Ping reported with an excited face: "Go ahead, Wang Ping, the leader of the new first group, came to report!"

The boss quipped with a smile on his face: "How is it, Commander Chen, I said, Wang Ping must have known the news about us coming in advance!"

"Comrade Wang Ping, we haven't met for almost three years since we parted. You have performed very well in the past three years. I am very satisfied. The Eighth Route Army Headquarters are very satisfied, and Yan'an is also very satisfied, very good!"

Wang Ping replied with an awkward look: "You have been too rewarded, and it is the result of the joint efforts of comrades!"

"Without the help of comrades, no matter how capable I, Wang Ping, is, cannot create the situation in southwest Shanxi!"

"Sir, this is my political commissar Huang Yuanqiang, Chief of Staff Comrade Zhong Chenggong, and Comrade Wei Yong of the Security Department."

"The new group can achieve the current results, and they are also inseparable from them!"

"Go to go well!" Whether it was Huang Yuanqiang or Zhong Chenggong, it was the first time he saw the boss face to face. The excitement on his face was simply indescribable. He quickly saluted and reported.

When he returned to the command center, Commander Chen, who was following the boss, couldn't help but ask: "Wang Ping, the lunch is ready!"

"The boss and I rushed over for a day and a night, without rest in between. The purpose was to eat from you, a big family!"

Huang Yuanqiang quickly replied: "Please rest assured, you are ready!"

The boss was still serious and frugal. As soon as Commander Chen finished speaking, he glared at him fiercely and added.

"Don't listen to your commanders. We will eat whatever comrades eat. Don't make special things, otherwise I will overturn the table!"

"Wang Ping, you have been at the headquarters. You should know that I did what I said and saw me lifting the table!"

Wang Ping quickly replied: "Please rest assured, in our new 1st regiment, no one can do special things except the wounded, including me as the leader!"

After saying that, the kitchen squad leader walked in with a smile: "Team leader, political commissar, it's time to eat!"

The small room next to the command center is specially used for the regiment headquarters for meals, with an Eight Immortals table placed in the middle.

When I walked in, I saw four basins placed on the table.

A pot of white flour steamed buns, a pot of chicken soup, a pot of pork stewed radish, and a pot of cabbage!

There is a thick layer of oil on the stewed radish on the pork, and the large pieces of pork are fried golden yellow, which looks particularly attractive. For the Eighth Route Army, who rarely eats white flour steamed buns, this is definitely a big dish. Just a glance makes people feel full of appetite!

The boss's face changed as soon as he walked to the door.

Wang Ping had already expected this scene and replied directly: "Don't worry, we definitely didn't have any special meal today!"

"In the past few days, we have eaten these every day at noon!"

"I have to say that I have to thank Chief Yan of the Second World War Zone. Without him, we will have to have such a good meal for two or three days!"

"Yan Laoxi, what does the food on the table have to do with Yan Laoxi?" The boss looked much better and stared at Wang Ping and asked.

Zhong Chenggong next to him reported: "Long time, the Second World War Zone transported food supplies to the Japanese army in Linfen City some time ago!"

"The leader used a plan to rob half of the food and supplies, all of which were white flour, pork, vegetables, and grain and oil!"

"Because pork and vegetables cannot be stored for too long, the whole group eats this kind of lunch every day during this period!"

The boss was very happy at first, but he quickly reminded: "If you lose so much food supply in vain, Old Xi of Yan will swallow his anger!"

"Of course not!" Wang Ping interjected!

"I sent someone to negotiate several times, but I put the blame on a remnant of the Japanese and puppet army that we just killed, and the food was also said to have been destroyed by the Japanese!"

"No certificate of death, no matter how unwilling he is, there is no way!"

"And the matter was born on a road controlled by the Jinsui Army. As long as we don't admit it, we will have no connection with us!"

"It is not impossible to make us responsible. If you think our Eighth Route Army has responsibility, then hand over the highway to our Eighth Route Army for management. In this case, if something happens, it is our Eighth Route Army's responsibility!"

"Captain Yan is not a fool, he will definitely not hand over the lifeline of Linfen City to our Eighth Route Army!"

"Well done!" The boss was completely relieved.

"Let's go, go eat, and report to us after dinner how you negotiate and fight with the Jinsui Army!"
Chapter completed!