"Brother Fan, we know it's wrong." The two company commanders knew that they had made a mistake when they heard Liao Fan say this, and the other officers also understood why Liao Fan wanted to reprimand the two company commanders in person.

"It's a good thing to know that mistakes can be corrected, but if we make mistakes in our troops, we can't go unpunished, Lao Ma and Lao Hu have no way to lead the troops, and they will be punished together, and I, Liao Fan, should also be punished for your commander, all officers in the two companies have 200 push-ups, and soldiers have 100 push-ups." After Liao Fan finished speaking, he took off his shirt and was the first to lie on the ground and do push-ups.

Liao Fan's prestige in the army was established in this way, he was willing to share weal and woe with the soldiers, and it was always the responsibility of the officers if the soldiers had problems.

All the fighters stood motionless, Lao Hu and Ma Wanzhong also began to do it, and the soldiers of the third company of the first battalion and the second company of the third battalion also began to do push-ups.

There was still silence on the training ground, and Political Commissar Liu was concerned about the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, because when they ate at night, they ate too much, and with their spirit of not admitting defeat, when they ran all the way back to the training ground, they couldn't help it, and the twenty people vomited all the things they ate last night.

Of course, Liao Fan would have known that this was the case, and at first his warriors had also experienced such torture, but later after the veterans told the recruits, this method became ineffective. Now that Political Commissar Liu has let him train, of course he has to teach him some real skills.

"How are the brothers of the Eighth Route Army?" After Liao Fan punished the brothers, he asked them to bring them back and come over to see the situation.

Liu Chundao, as the instructor of the Eighth Route Army, has always been by the side of the Eighth Route Army: "Brother Fan, I've vomited, it's a lot better." ”

"In the evening, you work hard, let the cooking team prepare a pot of millet porridge, and if they are still uncomfortable, send them to John's." Liao Fan advised.

"Brother Fan, is the punishment for them ......" Liu Chundao wanted Liao Fan to change the punishment of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army, if they don't eat tomorrow, they have to train with illness, and few people can hold on.

"Cancel the punishment, but we have to train on time tomorrow, and have the medics come and check them again in the morning."

Political Commissar Liu didn't say anything, and handed over the soldiers to Liao Fan, of course, they had to listen to Liao Fan during the training. After everyone went back, Political Commissar Liu and Liao Fanhe returned to the headquarters.

"Brother Liao, why don't you see your second battalion?" Political Commissar Liu felt strange that in addition to the normal defensive troops, the number of Liao Fan's troops was significantly smaller.

"The second battalion went out on a mission and returned in ten days."

"May I ask what the task is?"

"Since Political Commissar Liu wants to know, there is no need to hide it from Political Commissar Liu, recently the little devil has been in contact with the bandits in Taihang Mountain, and wants to find out the true situation of our troops, so I plan to strike first." Liao Fan said.

"Bandits? Could it be that Brother Liao wants to exterminate them, there is no shortage of bloody Chinese among them, and they are only forced to enter the mountains to become bandits out of helplessness in life. Political Commissar Liu has not dealt with the bandits in Taihang Mountain, and he does not want to intercede for the bandits, "After all, they are all Chinese." ”

"Political Commissar Liu has been thinking too much, I have already explained to my second battalion commander, if we will fight against Japan together and lay down their arms and accept the reorganization, as for those who resist stubbornly, I am afraid there will be only one end."

The Eighth Route Army also wanted to absorb the bandits in Taihang Mountain, after all, they could expand their own armament. The large and small bandits in Taihang Mountain add up to no less than 2,000 people, which is a force that should not be underestimated. Now that it has been incorporated by Liao Fan's troops, the armed forces of Taihang Mountain are obviously biased towards Liao Fan's troops, and with his strong combat effectiveness, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the Eighth Route Army in Taihang Mountain to gain a foothold in the future. This is what Political Commissar Liu is worried about.

"If these bandits can be successfully adapted, it will be a good thing for the country and the people." Political Commissar Liu said, "Even if half of the bandits accept the reorganization, there is also the strength of a regiment, and Brother Liao has really become a veritable division commander." ”

"It's not a good thing right now, at least not a bad thing. As for whether the division commander is a division commander or not, it depends on whether Chairman Chiang gives face or not, and we, like the Eighth Route Army, are China's national defense forces. Liao Fan said.

"The pilot incident has already made Chongqing aware of Brother Liao's existence, and if Chairman Jiang knew that Brother Liao had annihilated thousands of little devils behind enemy lines, it would not be too much to give him the position of division commander." Political Commissar Liu said.

Liao Fan felt that there was something in Political Commissar Liu's words, and he didn't care at all whether it was the division commander or not, why did Political Commissar Liu keep mentioning the position of division commander. When he first saw the Eighth Route Army, Liao Fan had already expressed his attitude, and he was just here to fight the little devils. Liao Fan couldn't guess what Political Commissar Liu's intentions were.

Of course, the matter of suppressing bandits in Taihang Mountain has gradually spread, after all, the bandits have their own special contact information with each other, and it is related to their own interests, and the bandits are particularly concerned. For four days in a row, six bandits had already surrendered from the cottage, and the effect was remarkable. Of course, the happiest is not Li Weimin, but Sun Boyong.

Of course, the little devils also got the news about this matter, but they were powerless to support the bandits in the mountains. The stronghold being built by the little devils was frequently attacked by the cold gunners led by Huang Changsheng and suffered heavy losses. The little devil gave an order that all Japanese troops were not allowed to leave the city, and assigned the puppet army to supervise. Since the last battle, the puppet army has been frightened, without the supervision of the little devils, they dare not take a step out of the stronghold, the little devils in the township have all withdrawn into the city, and the puppet army is even more panicked, regretting being a traitor.

Liao Fan's garrison has also begun a large-scale military training, more than half of the time of the Battle of Wuhan has passed, once the Battle of Wuhan is over, the little devil will definitely gather troops to retaliate in the mountains, and it is estimated that the Eighth Route Army in Taihang Mountain will also suffer, and can only rely on itself.

On this day, after Liao Fan arranged the tasks of the troops, he began to inspect the outposts on the periphery of the station, and he checked such tasks every few days. Halfway through the inspection, Liao Fan suddenly got bored, found a place to hide the gun in a tree hole, and without telling anyone, he went out of the mountain alone and walked on the main road.

When I walked to the county seat, it was almost dark, and the city gate was still half an hour to close.

"Hurry up in the back, no one is allowed to enter the city after dark." The puppet army at the gate of the city reminded it.

Liao Fan followed the crowd, and after being interrogated, he entered the county seat, although the county town had its own intelligence station, but Liao Fan had no intention of contacting them.

"I've been hungry for a day, so I found a place to eat first." Liao Fan entered the county seat and thought to his already hungry rumbling stomach.

Liao Fan turned around, finally found a noodle stall, and asked for a bowl of noodles: "Boss, business here is not very good." ”

Liao Fan, who sat down, looked at the deserted street, and there were few people.

"The guest officer is a foreigner, right?

"Yes, I just came here, and I originally wanted to join my relatives, but my relatives have already moved away."

"Since the little devil came, the business has not been easy to do, originally there were more than 20 stalls on our street every night, since the little devil occupied the county, I was left alone." The old man who sold noodles answered Liao Fan's question, but it was more like talking to himself.

"Boss, has anything happened in the city lately?"

"Recently, there has been a lot of commotion in the city during the day, the Japanese patrols are fierce, and it is said that the stronghold of the little devils outside the city has been attacked, some people say that it is the Eighth Route Army, some say that it is Yan Xishan's troops, and some people say that the national army has fought back. I'm just a noodle seller, no matter who comes, I still have to honestly sell noodles to support my family, and business is getting worse and worse these years. The young man should be safe when he is outside alone. ”