Sir, all the grain in the granary has been burned, and there is not a single one left. The commander of the garrison found Yan Youjin, lowered his head, and reported with a worried face.

In order to avoid being chased after him, he hesitated for a few seconds and added: "I have ordered the troops to surround the town, and now I will send troops to check from house to house, and I will definitely find the spies who threw smoke bombs and gave the planes guidance to the bombing targets!" ”

"No need!" Yan Youjin shook his head and replied.

After pointing to the three spies who had turned into corpses outside the door, he replied: "They have been found by the people I brought, and they committed suicide before they were caught, just outside, and the corpses are still hot." ”

After thinking for a moment, he ordered: "Since the warehouses are all burned down, let the troops withdraw from the ruins." ”

"No one dares whether the little devil will come and bomb it a second time, and our troops must not only evacuate the warehouse, but also evacuate the town immediately."

"I will now report to Shangfeng that this place was bombed by Japanese planes and all the news that it was completely destroyed, and suggested that Shangfeng relocate and build a new logistics base."

"This place has been exposed, and even if there is a possibility of repair, it can no longer be used."

The head of the regiment didn't leave immediately, the worry on his face became stronger and stronger, and he stared at Yan Youjin and asked: "Sir, we have lost so much food at one time, and the summit will not be held responsible." ”

Yan Youjin waved his hand: "Don't worry, even if I am responsible, I will be responsible, and I can't catch you up." ”

"Order the troops to evacuate the town, and as soon as the order from the upper peak arrives, we will go to the new logistics base."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the town garrison began to retreat.

Yan Youjin stayed in the name of finishing and did not leave the town immediately.

At six o'clock in the evening, Li Hao met him.

"Commander Li, this trick is really powerful, Chongqing has no doubts about this bombing, and has already determined that the two million catties of grain here have indeed been destroyed, so a special order has been issued to the war zone, reminding us to strengthen the vigilance of the logistics base to prevent any more grain from being destroyed by the Japanese puppet army." Yan Youjin said with admiration.

Li Hao was unfazed and calm.

The grain is still in the town, and as long as it is not returned to the base area, the whole operation is not over, and new accidents may occur at any time.

He raised his eyebrows and proposed, "Director Yan, there is one more thing here that I need your help with." ”

"In the name of Jin Suijun, tell the villagers in the whole town that starting from tonight, for the next three days, there will be a curfew at night, and no one will be allowed to go out, otherwise they will be punished as Japanese puppet army spies."

"I plan to spend three nights sending all the grain stored in the town into the mountains, and then transfer it to our base area."

"Yes!" Yan Youjin replied without thinking about it.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Commander Huang led his troops back into the town.

This time, in addition to carrying rifles, the warriors also brought a large number of wheelbarrows and mules and horses.

The mountain is nearly five kilometers away from the town, and it is several times farther than the previous night when everyone had transported it from the east to the west of the town, and without tools, it would have been impossible to move all the grain in three nights.

Half a month later, Li Hao returned to the headquarters of the garrison regiment, and Yan Youjin rushed over together.

"Regiment leader, after statistics, the amount of grain flowing into the major base areas this month has exceeded 10 million catties." Political Commissar Wang Hong reported, his face full of excitement.

Although the 10 million catties of grain have flowed to other base areas, Wang Hong is not worried at all.

At this rate of purchase, as long as there are no accidents, after three months, a large amount of grain will flow into the garrison base area.

"Are you ready for Director Yan?" Li Hao asked with satisfaction.

"Ready, half in gold, half in penicillin, in the box outside."

"Two heavy guns and two hundred shells are also ready, and Director Yan can take them away at any time."

Li Hao's cheerfulness surprised Yan Youjin, and it also made him completely let down his guard, and then replied: "Chief Yan has reported to Chongqing that there is a great drought in North China, there is a shortage of food in the war zone, and there is an urgent need for food relief to stabilize the morale of the army and the people. ”

"Chongqing has replied and agreed that our Jin Sui Army will send a regiment of troops into the northwest and Sichuan to buy grain."

"This regiment has already set off, no surprise, in a month, new grain will be able to enter Datong, and then be transferred to your Eighth Route Army."

Hearing this, Li Hao's tense nerves completely relaxed.

As long as there is a steady flow of grain into the base areas, the problem of grain shortage in North China can be greatly alleviated.

The head of the intelligence section of the Japanese military headquarters in Shanxi hurriedly broke into the military commander's office with a solemn face.

"Sir, the intelligence department just received a top-secret piece of information."

"It was the inner line that risked death from within the Eighth Route Army, and it was very important."

The commander's brows were subconsciously twisted.

On the battlefield in China, there are countless enemies who have fought with him, except for the Eighth Route Army, he basically has not been afraid of anyone.

So when he heard that the information was related to the Eighth Route Army, and it was top-secret information from the inside, a very bad premonition subconsciously appeared in his mind.

"What kind of intelligence, is there any new move of the Eighth Route Army?"

"There is a great drought in North China, and there is a shortage of food everywhere. Coupled with the troubles caused by our army's special forces and intelligence services, their food shortage is definitely even greater. ”

"If there's a new action, it's definitely about food."

"Sir, wise!" The head of the intelligence section, who was carrying the rank of Zhongzuo on his shoulder, said with admiration and compliment.

"Intelligence shows that a lot of grain has suddenly appeared in the major base areas of the Eighth Route Army recently."

"The provenance of these grains all points to one point: Lingqiu."

"If the Eighth Route Army has new food to help, then the sabotage operations of the intelligence department and the special forces will become meaningless, and we will not be able to achieve our goal of disrupting their base areas through food shortages."

"Lingqiu?" The commander quickly found the county seat on the map.

The already wrinkled brows wrinkled deeper at this time: "The base of the Eighth Route Army garrison regiment." ”

"The Imperial Army has gathered heavy forces several times to destroy this force, but all of them have returned in vain, and the garrison is still standing there, and the base area is getting bigger and bigger."

Nakasa nodded and replied, "It's the garrison regiment." ”

"Intelligence shows that the words garrison regiment and Lingqiu were mentioned many times in the telegrams exchanged between the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army."

"Then he studied several Eighth Route Army base areas where new grain appeared, and it turned out that these base areas were all centered on Lingqiu."

"So I boldly guessed that all these sudden food was related to this garrison."

"Knock ......"

The army commander clenched his fist and slammed it on the table in front of him, and replied murderously: "Weaken the Eighth Route Army through food, mess up their base areas, and then launch a new round of sweeping attacks to completely destroy their operational plan is formulated by the Front Army Command, and there must be no accidents in my jurisdiction, and finally give up halfway." ”

"We have to find a way to cut off the source."

"I will immediately send a telegram to the headquarters of the front army, gather heavy troops, and launch an attack on the garrison in advance."

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