The next day, Li Ping left with his troops, and Commander Li also began to hand over the defense area, taking the troops to the defense area arranged by the commander to garrison.

In the headquarters, the corners of Commander Liu's mouth twitched when they looked at the telegram sent by Director Zhang.

"Commissar, admit defeat! Grab your cigarettes. ”

Commander Liu spoke, feeling a little impatient, and the political commissar endured the distress and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

"It's all said to be inevitable, that little bastard didn't make some benefits that time, let me tell you, Lao Tzu is used to his kind of operation."

When the words fell, the commander and the chief of staff smiled and lit cigarettes, and the political commissar couldn't cry or laugh when he saw the two of them looking proud, and said: "Commander, in this case, you are not going to scold him, trade in the old for the new, and the little bastard can figure it out." ”

Commander Liu glanced at the political commissar and said with a smile: "Scold, why don't you scold, Lao Tzu is about to scold his face like a thick city wall, forget it, Lao Tzu doesn't care about him." ”

Hearing this, the command suddenly rolled his eyes, Commander, when you say it, you are righteous and awe-inspiring, and when Li Ping has something you fancy on his side, it is not to pull Li Ping.

The relaxed atmosphere made many people feel tired, Commander Liu glanced at everyone, and said: "After the arrangement, everyone rests and rests, and the big war can't be fought for a while." ”

"Yes, Commander."

A few days later, Li Ping came to the Qinghe side with his troops, and after arranging the defense area of the troops, he began to look at the casualty report of the battle.

"Captain, there are too many people joining the army at present, should we form more reserves?"

The chief of staff smiled, and the political commissar also smiled: "Liaoning has basically fallen into our hands, and the working group sent by Yan'an has been implementing our policy for a period of time, and we will not be able to retreat in the future." ”

Li Ping rolled his eyes when he heard this, retreated, what are you kidding, there is only one direction now, and that is to move forward.

"Lao Yang, the affairs of the reserve team should be moderate, did you see the telegram sent by the chairman, because of the weather problems in North China, the harvest will be greatly affected."

The political commissar and the chief of staff were shocked when they heard this, and they ignored this problem, and now that Li Ping mentioned it, they also knew the severity of the situation.

After all, most of North China is now controlled by the troops of the Eighth Route Army, and they must find a way to get through it.

"Captain, I see."

The three of them immediately began to discuss other matters, and all departments were repairing, but the northeast side calmed down.

Both sides had difficulties to deal with, and in the headquarters, Umezu Mijiro smiled at the chief of staff as he looked at the telegram sent by the headquarters, and both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, as expected, being scolded is inevitable, and the headquarters is helpless about this situation, and at the same time, their eyes have shifted to Tada Jun's hands, after all, the situation over there is very critical.

"Whew"

Umezu Mijiro felt much more relaxed, and after taking a few steps, he said: "Chief of Staff, you send orders to all departments not to provoke the Eighth Route Army, the longer the time drags on, the better." ”

"Hi"

Umezu Mijiro has made up his mind, and although the devil departments are indignant, they are helpless.

Time passed like this, and half a month later, Yan'an sent a telegram to Commander Liu.

In the headquarters, after reading the telegram, Commander Liu said solemnly: "Political commissar, you can handle this matter, in addition to the grain we have reserved, the defense area will also try to buy it like the common people, and we must reinforce them in North China." ”

The political commissar nodded heavily and said, "Commander, I'll do it immediately." ”

Commander Liu responded here, and on the other side, at the North China headquarters, the boss and the others were sad.

"Boss, Commander Liu can transfer food from his side, and we can get through."

The boss smiled bitterly when he heard this, and said: "How much food can they transfer, at present, they control Liaoning, political commissar, in addition to the food used by the troops, the common people are the biggest consumption place." ”

The people in the headquarters were silent when they heard this, it was not hundreds of thousands of people, but tens of millions or even more, and there were a lot of people who came over in the past two years!

"The people's hearts are unstable, how can we fight?"

A few people sighed, what can be done about this, the time is like this, not human beings can change it.

"Chief of Staff, you immediately ordered all the departments to ensure the minimum amount of food for the people in the defense area, understand?"

"Yes"

The autumn harvest was not good, and this situation made the chairman anxious, and at the same time, the Japanese army headquarters also knew about such a situation.

The Japanese Imperial Palace was in a mess, and two days later, both Tada and Umezu Mijiro received telegrams from their headquarters.

The storm was about to move, and first all the devils on the front line of the Shandong coast retreated, and then boarded the warship and left.

"What? Evacuate them all, not a single one left? ”

In the room, the boss was shocked after listening to the report, what kind of tricks is the devil playing?

Not only did Yan'an feel wrong, but even the chairman of the Chongqing Committee was also uneasy, and that part of the troops appeared on the battlefield to change the situation, after all, it was a devil unit with two multi-divisions.

In the conference room, after the boss finished talking about the information, the chairman and they also thought about it.

"We must know the devil's plan as soon as possible, now the harvest in North China is not good, and this problem alone has involved most of our energy."

After the chairman finished speaking, the boss smiled bitterly and said: "In such a situation, Lao Peng, who wants to solve Tatianjun in a war, has to stop, they can't guarantee logistics and food, and they don't dare to set off a big combat operation at all." ”

The chiefs also smiled bitterly when they heard this, what can they say in this situation?

"Forget it, temporarily stabilize the defensive line, don't give Tada Jun a chance to counterattack, as long as he is blocked in those big cities, he won't be able to turn the sky."

"Get through this first, and then talk about it, the people's will is important."

The chairman made a final decision, everyone nodded immediately, and the boss looked at everyone at this time, narrowed his eyes and said: "Chairman, since the situation in North China is like this, I think so, how about mobilizing more troops to fight in the Northeast?" ”

"This can be had, we can control it on the North China side, and the northeast side will continue to fight wars, and the troops can have more opportunities to attack in the past."

"Well, I agree."

……

In Beiping City, Tada Jun looked old, and the bad situation worried him, but a telegram from the headquarters made Tada Jun feel a lot happier.

"Chief of Staff, how is the situation statistical? Is there a chance? ”

The chief of staff of the devil nodded, with a smile on his face, and said: "It is a foregone conclusion that the harvest in North China will not be good, commander, our opportunity for a counterattack has come." ”

"Hahahaha"

Tada Jun laughed, as if he wanted to vent all his depression, there is no food, even if the Eighth Route Army has ammunition support, what can people do, people have to eat, there is no physical strength, what kind of battle is there to fight.

The laughter stopped, Tada Jun walked quickly to the sand table, looking at his remaining defense area, the sum of the various divisions was less than three divisions, which showed how many of its troops the Eighth Route Army had killed during this time.