The political commissar's eyelids jumped unconsciously when he heard this, he may have underestimated the hatred of those people for the Japanese expatriate.

If such a confrontation continues, it will greatly affect the prestige of the Eighth Route Army in the eyes of the troops.

"Send a telegram to Chen Zhong and ask him to start counting the list of victims."

"Tell the villagers that our Eighth Route Army will definitely make decisions for them, at most three days, and we will deal with it after three days."

The political commissar said this, and said to a middle-aged man: "Old Fang, you go to deal with this matter, if there is any problem, send a telegram, we will deal with it after discussion." ”

"I understand the commissar, I will rush over as soon as possible."

The political commissar nodded when he heard this, and then dealt with other issues, and now that the battlefields in the other two directions have begun, the logistical pressure has become much greater.

On the other side, Li Ping was thinking about a question, whether he should do it immediately along the way.

Judging from the intelligence of the other three battlefields, it is not a problem to solve the devils who are fighting against them, and if he does it himself, Sugiyama Moto, I am afraid that he will become constrained.

When Li Ping was thinking about this problem, Sugiyama Yuan was also thinking that no matter what the Eighth Route Army wanted to do to take Qingdao, his defeat without reinforcements was certain.

It is no longer realistic to consider the issue of the withdrawal of troops, and Li Ping's desire to swallow it in one gulp proves that he is sure to fight.

Since the troops could not get out of the tiger's mouth for the time being, most of the expatriates who had been concentrated by themselves had to find a way to send them out.

Otherwise, the Eighth Route Army solved its own troops, and they would be next.

At the beginning, in order to recruit overseas Chinese youth to join the army, he had already analyzed a lot of good words and bad words with the headquarters.

Because of the concern for the overall situation, the Japanese army headquarters agreed to its own suggestion, and now that it looks at it, those recruits who have been recruited in the past may inevitably die on the battlefield.

Therefore, he must solve the problem of the remaining expatriates, and if he is wiped out by the Eighth Route Army, how they treated the Chinese in the first place, I am afraid that they will have to experience it for themselves at that time.

Thinking about the consequences, Sugiyama Moto's scalp is numb, and when the time comes, even if he is lucky not to die, I am afraid that many people in the headquarters will also want their lives for this reason.

"Chief of Staff, how is the ship ready?"

Sugiyama Yuan didn't dare to delay this problem, and the only way to solve his worries was to run away and run more confidently.

The chief of staff of the devil now looked tangled, and said: "Your Excellency, your Excellency, all the fleets belonging to our department have been blown up. ”

"The Chinese ships have also disappeared, and they are all looking for excuses to shirk our requisition."

Sugiyama Yuan was furious when he heard this, and asked with a murderous face: "If they dare to shirk, aren't they afraid that we will kill them?" ”

The chief of staff of the devil twitched his face when he heard this, now is not the time for the imperial troops to run rampant in Shandong, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the imperial troops in Shandong are in danger and are in danger of being destroyed at any time.

Looking at the Eighth Route Army, their base area has expanded rapidly, and when this battle is over, whether it is a small victory or a big victory, they will occupy the initiative in Shandong.

The chief of staff of the devil looked sad when he thought of this, when did the army of the empire fall to this point.

Seeing the chief of staff's entangled face, Sugiyama Yuan obviously reacted, Shandong seems to be calm now, but the undercurrent in it is like the sea, as long as there is a little wind and waves, it will form a monstrous momentum and sweep in.

This storm is any of the four battlefields, and if the Eighth Route Army wins a decisive victory in any of them, the Imperial troops will be driven back to the sea like lost dogs.

Sugiyama Gen wanted to teach those Chinese a lesson, but he didn't dare, and although the atmosphere was depressing now, it had not yet broken out publicly.

If you make a move yourself, what may be lit is the fuse, and when the crowd is surging, you really have no way to live.

"Your Excellency, according to our intelligence, those who are half-hearted have been warned by a mysterious unit."

"If they help the Empire, they will be liquidated later."

"Now we can't find even the small boats of the Chinese fishermen."

The intelligence officer's words made Sugiyama Yuan's heart hurt, who else was there in that mysterious unit besides Li Ping's special combat team.

Unexpectedly, Li Ping had already prepared, so it seemed that Li Ping was cutting off his way to join the navy and staying to fight him to the death.

"Chief of Staff, order the wing stationed in Qingdao and tell them that I don't care what they do, these expatriates must be sent to the warship in half a month."

"At the same time, inform the Navy that the number of expatriates is as high as 100,000, and let them find a way to transport it to me once or twice."

The chief of staff of the devil just wanted to speak, Sugiyama Yuan glanced coldly, and he immediately held back the words in his heart, obviously Sugiyama Yuan was planning for the future.

With these expatriates as talismans, it is to return to the headquarters and be swept to the end, at least they can live, otherwise the guilt of losing Shandong will overwhelm several of them.

"The intelligence services are also cooperative, and I don't want to hear about the lack of ships when the time comes."

Sugiyama Moto, thinking about the future, had already gained the decisive initiative from the chief of staff after three consecutive days of fighting.

"Chief of Staff, the devil's ammunition is running out."

A staff officer blurted out as he looked at the position that had been broken through a gap by the troops.

The chief of staff put down the binoculars, smiled slightly, and said: "Order the artillery to start extending the artillery fire, I don't want Takashima to have a chance to breathe." ”

When the chief of staff said this, the people in the command burst into laughter, and if you want to talk about shells, the artillery has been addicted to it these days.

The artillery fire began to extend, and Commander Wang, who was at the front of the position, lit a cigarette and smoked leisurely.

"Regiment commander, I heard that the artillery unit has trained a lot of artillery this time."

The political commissar also lit a cigarette, and Regiment Commander Wang almost choked when he heard this, originally the artillery was only carrying out basic operations, and there was no chance of live ammunition at all.

Since Takashima was surrounded, the artillery unit has been happy, anyway, as long as it doesn't hit the position on its side, it will experiment with devils.

From the beginning of scattered shelling to the current regular shelling, the shelling of live ammunition has made the artillery recruits grow rapidly.

Commander Wang was depressed, none of their infantry had such a luxurious training opportunity.

"Their artillery is growing fast, and our infantry is not bad, and these people have also become veterans during this period of fighting."

The political commissar nodded, originally these recruits were still a little flustered, but now they all looked calm, this is the performance of the veterans.

"Regiment commander, regiment commander, can't shell anymore, the devil's position is waving a white flag."

"What?"

Commander Wang jumped up, picked up the binoculars to observe, and saw that the white flag was about to fall at any time during the shelling, and Commander Wang laughed.

"Quick, send a telegram to the chief of staff, let the artillery stop, the devil can't resist, don't waste shells."

The chief of staff was stunned when he received the telegram, although he expected the devils to surrender partially, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.