The middle-aged man clapped the ashes on his hands and circled around the edge of the pot.

I was rolled countless times: Can't you go to the side to take pictures?

It is very rude to eat around someone else's pot.

But everyone's eyes looked at the big iron pot.

Even Lao Qin's eyes became gentle when he saw the fire burning beside the stove...

The superior has always emphasized frugality. Eating meat is obviously contrary to the spirit of the superior. The middle-aged man looked at Su Qing: "Hey, I said Captain Su, are you?"

Su Qing's expression remained unchanged: "A few days ago, you seized a few pigs from the enemy. You came from afar and just happened to catch up and follow the meal."

"The people starve to death, it's not good to do this..."

"Don't worry, the superior has approved this matter."

"Approved by superiors?" The middle-aged man suddenly realized that something was wrong. It should have been specially prepared by the independent group for them!

Thinking of this, he immediately shook his head: "We can't eat!"

"Don't worry, the people nearby have a share..."

Lao Zhou, who left the pot, warmly greeted the team and sat down on the spot: "What are you polite? You guys run so far, we can still afford this meal."

Running so far? The middle-aged man's eyes became sharp and he looked at Su Qing and lowered his voice: "Do you know our mission?"

Su Qing remained silent: "You should know that most of the conventional intelligence in the Hebei-Shandong-Henan border areas entered the mountains through our place, and everyone understood..."

"Do you know Chief Lin?" the middle-aged man lowered his voice.

"I'm sorry, I can't answer your question." Su Qing was shocked.

"Then I'm not polite." The middle-aged man nodded, sat down at the table brought out by the puppet army, picked up the bowl that had just been out of the pot, regardless of whether the chopsticks were clean or not, a few pieces of meat were directly in his stomach: "I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and it's more comfortable than the New Year meal!"

"Don't worry, there are more, enough." Lao Qin clapped the dust on his hand.

"You can blow better than me, I can eat a pot alone!"

"Two more flakes..." Old Zhou next to him brought a basket to the table.

"It seems that your base development has come far ahead of us and we have to teach us some experience."

Lao Zhou nagged: "It's not raining now. Everyone is clearing land in places with water at the foot of the mountain, and they can still grow some crops... If you want to eat meat, you have to find the Japanese!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his hand and pointed at the man who was squatting beside the artillery tower and drinking broth and talking about birds, asking, "Ghosts? Who are they?"

This is a secret. Lao Zhou didn't say anything and turned to look at Su Qing by the table.

In the division, the Volunteers are not a secret, and the division needs to make large-scale publicity.

Su Qing thought for a while: "This is the volunteer army of the North Korea, pork... It was originally the one who was pulled by their superiors... You are lucky."

"So I'm so lucky?" The middle-aged man laughed at himself and touched his pocket: "I didn't bring any money..."

Lao Qin was speechless. "Look at what you said... If we collect your money, how can we meet people in the future?"

“What’s the name?”

"Agent instructor of Jiuying... Just call me Lao Qin."

"Ninth Camp? Well, except for your battalion commander, you guys are all there. It seems that this artillery tower has really been taken down?"

Su Qing put down the bowl of soup and explained: "The Japanese lacked enough troops. The people guarding the artillery tower were the puppet troops of the Chaoguo who were forced by the Japanese. The superior An Yi Yong Army persuaded them to surrender and successfully seized several artillery towers."

"So that's it. It seems that this artillery tower is really played by your family." The middle-aged man joked.

"On the outside world they continued to guard the artillery tower and secretly made it more convenient for the materials entering the mountain to pass through the blockade line."

The middle-aged man sighed: "In the past, it took ten days and half a month to enter the mountain by passing Pinghan Road. I walked halfway through one night last night. I was wondering why the underground traffic line suddenly became smooth..."

"We have received news that a large number of people from the Japanese Intelligence Department are active on the plains. The superiors judged that their target is likely to be you." Su Qing said this and paused for a moment: "The mission you are carrying out is important, and the division has prepared war horses for you."

In fact, in order to allow them to pass through the enemy-occupied area smoothly, the subdistrict also borrowed troops from the independent regiment to attack the front station when the troops were insufficient.

Su Qing knew that no one knew about the Independent Group except the leader and political commissar.

The middle-aged man nodded: "Hey, now the Japanese are storming friendly forces on a large scale. The enemy situation report said that friendly forces are likely to be ordered to surrender to the enemy and turn the guns to deal with you..."

Su Qing nodded: "Our army has made plans. If friendly forces are determined to fight against Japan, we support him. Whoever surrenders to the enemy and acts as a tiger, will destroy him!"

"It's time for the reactionaries to play tricks. It seems that the situation on your side is even more complicated." The middle-aged man slapped the table: "The base for the development of the independent group is good. If you have the chance, you must meet your leader!"

"You guys are doing a good job."

Being praised? The middle-aged man was a little amused: "We seem to be complimenting each other? The Eighth Route Army is not promoting this, right? Is there a radio station?"

Su Qing shook his head: "The Independent Group C Group is organized, there is no radio station. What are you asking about this?"

"I have to report peace to my superiors."

Su Qing nodded: "I will take you to the artillery tower later and call you directly to the front finger. There is a radio station in the front finger. If the regulations are met, you should be able to forward it..."

"What? Do you still have a phone number? The front pointer? Where is it?"

Faced with a series of problems, Su Qing shook his head: "I'm sorry, I have nothing to say!"

This is called impact force. The middle-aged man was completely convinced and shook his head: "A commander, I was actually humiliated by this great shame..."

The captain next to the middle-aged man shook his head and touched the middle-aged man's forehead: "I said you're drunk? What nonsense?"

"Get out, it seems that we have to reassess the situation of the enemy and us." Turning around, he saw Su Qing next to him seemed to be tempted to speak and quickly explained: "Hey, I said to Xiao comrade, what I said just now is that we looked up to the Japanese! Hehe, this short two thousand miles has been around for a month!"

This was like clouds, mountains, fog and sea. This commander Su Qing was shocked and immediately understood that this person had an extraordinary identity: "I don't understand what you mean..."

"Hehe, look, when we came out east in the early years, your independent regiment had only three companies, right? At that time, when the enemy arrived, you had to leave the ruined temple and run away. Now they have all developed into the plains. Yesterday, I heard Secretary Zhao say that you were doing well, but at first I didn't believe it..."

Lao Qin understood that the person in front of him was extraordinary, but he really couldn't understand: "Chief, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Hehe, the Japanese have now declined their strength. This time I go back for a meeting, I have to prepare well, so that some people who just want to preserve their strength and secretly develop their base areas to change their views on the current situation in the enemy and us."

Talk to smart people at the same time!

The middle-aged man didn't say anything more and followed Su Qing into the artillery tower.

Soon, everyone in the artillery tower, including Su Qing, was invited out.

Not long after, the guard poked his head out: "Captain Su, please answer the phone..."

Su Qing walked into the artillery tower, hesitated for a moment, and took the microphone from the middle-aged man: "Hey..."

Su Qing suddenly stood at attention and his voice raised octave: "Good political commissar..."

"yes..."

"yes..."

"Finish the task resolutely..."

The middle-aged man snatched the phone: "Haha, I said, I haven't seen you for many years, I'll come to the wine station to find you. You've prepared the wine for me..."

Su Qing's clear face turned slightly red, and the person who answered the phone was not Political Commissar Ding!

The last time she was investigated, if it weren't for the political commissar's speaking, she might have worked in a civilian unit in the division now.
Chapter completed!