This problem was finally handed over to Zeng Quan.

During the Red Army period, Zeng Quanquan only served as a platoon leader and had basically no experience in dealing with prisoners.

Also, after fighting with the Japanese for so long, Zeng Quan had never seen Japanese prisoners. Moreover, these Japanese seriously injured Japanese soldiers were only injured and could not move, and did not really surrender to the Independent Regiment.

After hesitating for nearly a minute, Zeng Quan had no solution, and finally kicked the ball directly to the team leader Wang Ping through the radio.

"The leader of the regiment, political commissar, and chief of staff urgently send a message. Is there something difficult to solve?" Communications platoon leader Xu Guang frowned and reported as soon as he walked to the two of them.

"Tough? Is there something wrong with Lao Zeng's attack on the stronghold? It shouldn't be that there are not many Japanese left in the stronghold, and he still has two infantry cannons in his hand. Even if he smashes it with shells, he can smash the stronghold!" Wang Ping frowned and asked.

"No, it's a wounded soldier! The Chief of Staff found more than 50 seriously injured people at the street stronghold, and most of the wounded people could not move. The Chief of Staff didn't know what to deal with them!" Xu Guang quickly answered.

"This is not simple, I'll send a telegram to the Chief of Staff right away!" Wang Ping made a decision without thinking.

"What would happen if the Japanese army met our seriously injured people on the battlefield? We will do what the Japanese army did at that time and we will do what we are now, for tooth to be tooth!"

Xu Guang was about to leave, but Cheng Xiao, who understood, immediately retorted.

"No, you can't issue this order. You will make a mistake, the leader!"

"Those Japanese are all seriously injured who are unarmed and have no strength to fight back. What is the difference between killing them and massacre at this time? If you let the superiors know, the leader, you will definitely not be able to escape the charge of massacre prisoners. After all, we have a policy of preferential treatment of prisoners!"

"Then what should we do if the political commissar said?" Wang Ping frowned and asked back.

"Take them all back and cause injuries, let alone whether Lao Zeng has the ability to bring them back to the base. Even if he brings them back, I don't agree to use precious medicines on them. After all, many of our injured soldiers do not use medicines. If you want to use them, you should use them first!"

Seeing that Cheng Xiao was not speaking, Wang Ping continued to analyze: "If you don't take them away and leave them to the Japanese, in my opinion, it would be a way to let the tiger return to the mountain!"

"Now they are seriously injured, but we all understand that once the seriously injured recover, they will be veterans, veterans with rich combat experience. The Japanese can use these dozens of veterans to expand a squadron or even a brigade. When they go to the battlefield, they will still kill our soldiers and massacre our people!"

Although his face had become very gloomy, Cheng Xiao shook his head and replied: "Captain, we must never touch the captive policy, anyone who touches it will have problems!"

"I also want to kill these evil devils, but policy is policy!"

"Bastard!" Wang Ping cursed with anger.

Then he thought for a full minute before he decided to say, "Then let them go, but whether they can survive in the end is left to fate!"

"Call back to the Chief of Staff. Regardless of the seriously injured, the seized drugs and captured Japanese doctors and nurses must be brought back all of them, and they cannot give them to the Japanese at all. In addition, let the Chief of Staff leave a letter to the Japanese and tell them."

"We the Eighth Route Army will not kill them seriously. If they encounter our Eighth Route Army wounded in the future, they must stay where they are and cannot massacre them. Otherwise, our independent regiment will never show mercy when they encounter their seriously injured in the future!"

"This is OK!" Cheng Xiao said affirmatively.

When he went to the street stronghold, Wang Ping replied to Zeng Quan and ordered: "Just do as the leader and political commissar can say, no matter whether they can survive or not!"

Zhou Zhengyang replied unhappily: "Then it's cheaper for them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a scream filled with excitement came over!

"Chief of Staff, Company Commander, we found the Japanese supplies warehouse, which were filled with food and ammunition, and there were a lot of weapons. We were rich, and we were rich again!"

"Where is the cannon? Have you found it?" Zeng Quan was most concerned about the two infantry cannons left by the Japanese invaders at the stronghold. He stared at the platoon leader who had just rushed over.

"It's intact, just put it at the door of the warehouse and is wearing cannon suits. It must be that the Japanese artillery lacked enough, so they followed the main force out, and then they didn't move!" The platoon leader answered immediately.

"Let's go and take a look!" Zeng Quan replied excitedly, his eyes were expected.

After all, it is a supply warehouse that supplies more than 1,500 Japanese and puppet troops, and its scale is no smaller than the west warehouse that Wang Ping took in Laiyuan City.

When I entered the warehouse, what Zeng Quan saw first was bags of piles of grain, including rice and white flour, swept them over as well. One hundred thousand pounds were definitely indispensable!

"This is the food supply for more than a thousand Japanese and puppet troops in the past month. It seems that the Japanese have a great plan to establish this stronghold on the streets! However, now we are all cheaper!"

"Chief of Staff, what's important is still behind!" the platoon leader said immediately.

"There are canned food here, at least two hundred boxes. I guess it was also hoarded by the Japanese based on a month's supply."

"There are also many medicines, other supplies such as bedding, and they are also piled up!"

"The last one is weapons and ammunition. The weapons are all new and unopened. They are all in boxes and they are equipped with gun oil!"

"All kinds of ammunition are piled up in a box at a time, which is enough for 1,500 Japanese and puppet troops to fight for twenty days without external supplies!"

Zeng Quan didn't say anything, and then pried open a few boxes.

A strong smell of gun oil hit me directly, and five careful 38-large lids were placed neatly in the box with straw underneath.

"This is a rifle, a total of twenty boxes and one hundred!"

"There are crooked handles there, a total of five boxes and five. There is also a heavy machine gun that has been assembled and a mortar. All the rest are ammunition."

"There are infantry artillery shells, mortar shells, grenades, grenades, and various bullets, which are used by the Japanese and puppet military!"

"It's wealth, it's true that it's wealth!" Zeng Quan shouted excitedly.

"Company Commander Zhou, organize manpower to transport supplies immediately, and nothing can be left behind."

"The large trucks seized by the stronghold must not be enough. Take silver dollars to go to Shangjie Town to buy them. There must be one in the town! Try to transport everything away before dawn!"

Seeing these gains, Zhou Zhengyang was happier than anyone else, because the biggest contribution in it was his own.

After thinking about it, he promised: "Please rest assured by the Chief of Staff, I'll do it right away!"

Although the Japanese army on the streets had a radio station, they were taken out by the captain to chase Yan Song.

Therefore, the main Japanese forces, who were more than ten kilometers apart, did not know that the stronghold had been captured by the Eighth Route Army.
Chapter completed!