Liao Fan looked at the people escorted by the soldiers, his hands were tied behind his back, and he also had a cloth bag on his head, constantly struggling, and kept shouting: "I want to see your commander, I have important military information to report to him." ┡E small Δ said*."

Liao Fan was a little familiar with this person's voice, and ordered the soldier: "Take off the cloth bag on his head." ”

One soldier pointed a gun at the tied man, and another soldier took off the cloth bag on his head, Liao Fan knew who this was in front of him: "Aren't you the guard of Political Commissar Liu?" Put the gun down and untie him. ”

The two soldiers knew that they had arrested the wrong person, so they hurriedly untied the guards of Political Commissar Liu, and then Liao Fan asked the two of them to continue to go back to carry out the task. Political Commissar Liu's guards moved their hands and feet.

"Why are you here, you political commissar Liu?" Liao Fan asked.

"We were sent by our political commissar, and we met a patrol of little devils on the road, and two soldiers died to cover me." Political Commissar Liu's guard took out a letter hidden on his chest and handed it to Liao Fan and continued, "Our political commissar asked me to hand over this letter to you personally. ”

"Okay, you are all good, Li Weimin go get him something to eat, let him rest for a while." Liao Fan didn't know what was written on the letter, but at this critical juncture, he was still very happy to receive a letter from someone else, "Lao Ma and Lao Hu, you go to the headquarters with me first." ”

Liao Fan felt that something big was coming, otherwise Political Commissar Liu would not have let his guards risk their lives to deliver the letter, so he asked Hu Guoshan to suspend his actions.

In the headquarters, Liao Fan finally finished reading the letter and handed it to the two people, and at this time Li Weimin also returned to the headquarters.

"Brother Fan, what did Political Commissar Liu say in the letter?" Li Weimin asked.

"We have to admire the intelligence ability of the Eighth Route Army, Political Commissar Liu said two things in the letter, the first thing is that the little devil will transport a batch of special ammunition from Taiyuan recently, Political Commissar Liu guesses that the target of this batch of special ammunition is us, let us be careful." Liao Fan said.

"Special ammunition? What special ammunition, is there anything more powerful than the little devil's aerial bomb? "In the past few days, the first line of defense has been bombed by little devil bombers many times, and what Hu Guoshan hates the most is also the little devil's aerial bombs.

"Yes, the little devil's gas bombs, according to the letter, should be the latest type of gas bombs for the little devils, this batch of special ammunition should have been sent to Wuhan, and now the little devils have suffered a big loss, and it is estimated that they will use us to test the power of the gas bombs."

Ma Wanzhong listened to Liao Fan's words, and slapped the table angrily: "His mother's little devil, he knows that he can't beat us head-on, so he specializes in using these crooked ways." We don't have enough gas masks, so what can we do? ”

"Brother Fan, what's the second thing?" Li Weimin continued to ask.

"We don't have to bear the Hebei direction, the Eighth Route Army launched a full-scale guerrilla war in Hebei, dragging down a large number of Japanese troops, and the little devils in Hebei are now too busy to take care of themselves, so the action that Lao Hu just proposed is temporarily shelved, but we can't take it lightly, or ......" Liao Fan glanced at Liu Chunjian on the side, and did not explain the words, but just passed a look to the three regiment commanders.

The three regiment commanders all understood what Liao Fan meant, and still let the guards stay where they were, in case of special circumstances, the troops could get the news in time and make corresponding arrangements.

"Political Commissar Liu also mentioned in the letter that three companies of troops will be sent to help us deal with the changes in Hebei, and in case of sudden events, their three companies will go up first to help us buy time." Liao Fan continued.

"No, Brother Fan, according to what we know, the little devils have also sent a lot of troops to attack the garrison of the Eighth Route Army, why can they transfer so many troops to help us?" Hu Guoshan asked.

In fact, Liao Fan also beat a drum in his heart, since the little devils attacked them, they have lost all sources of intelligence, and they don't know what happened to the outside world: "I can only ask Political Commissar Liu's guards later." ”

"If that's the case, we should really thank the Eighth Route Army for their support this time." Li Weimin said.

"By the way, Brother Fan, how do we deal with the problem of the little devil's gas bomb?" Ma Wanzhong asked.

"This is easy to do, prepare a towel for each soldier, and then I will ask the soldiers of the logistics department to deliver water to the defense line, and strive to have a bucket every few meters, as long as the little devil's gas bomb hits, you will lead the soldiers to cover their mouths and noses with wet towels." Liao Fan didn't know that the little devil's gas bomb had been inexplicably destroyed by the special combat team.

"Okay, I'll go tell Sun Boyong." Ma Wanzhong said.

"Li Weimin, you write a letter of thanks for me, give it to Political Commissar Liu's guards, and ask him about the recent situation of his students outside and the situation of the Eighth Route Army, and after he is well rested, send a squad of soldiers to send him back, remember to ensure his safety." Liao Fan said to Li Weimin.

"Okay, I'll do it." Li Weimin left after speaking.

"Brother Fan, then what am I doing?" Hu Guoshan saw that both of them had tasks, so he was left alone.

Liao Fan didn't expect that the trouble he encountered would be solved so smoothly, and he was very happy to say to Hu Guoshan: "Do you want us to fire two shots and celebrate?" ”

Hu Guoshan had a black line: "Brother Fan, you should do it yourself, as soon as the cannon is fired, the soldiers on the front line must not know what happened, I better go back and stabilize the brothers." After Hu Guoshan finished speaking, he packed his things and left.

"Cut, there is no mood at all, take advantage of the beautiful scenery of this good day, when the moon is full, Lao Tzu also fires a cannon, which also makes the little devil happy and happy." The logistics department has done a few more fake targets in the past few days, and Liao Fan can't help it and wants to give the little devil two shots.

Hu Guoshan, who had not yet walked out of the command headquarters, turned around and said to Liao Fan: "Brother Fan, don't burn the bag, just two howitzers, there are less than twenty shells in total, your toss, even if you don't show the howitzer position by the little devil, without shells, this cannon can only be a pile of scrap iron in the future." ”

The lieutenant general of the little devil was not in such a good mood, he even felt that their gods had abandoned him, and when he knew that the special bomb was destroyed, he immediately asked for reinforcements again in the direction of Hebei, but the reply he got was that a large number of squadrons appeared in the direction of Hebei, and they were unable to send reinforcements. It was also the last telegram the Japanese lieutenant general received in his life, because he spurted out a mouthful of blood after reading it, and by the time the military doctor arrived, he was already dead.

Fortunately, he didn't hear the next explosion, although the two shells did not hit the actual target, only causing one death and one injury to the little devil, but these two explosions really sounded the salute for the Japanese lieutenant general to sound the end of his life.

That night, the temporary command of the Japanese army reported to Yangquan and Taiyuan the news of the Japanese lieutenant general's jade shattering, and the Japanese Taiyuan command did not grieve excessively for the death of a lieutenant general, because they would soon find a replacement, just like changing out of an old clothes that they didn't want. What really caught their attention was what kind of army could make a lieutenant general angry on the spot.

The morale of the little devils dropped to the freezing point, and they watched the remains of the general who galloped on the Chinese battlefield with them, and what they thought of in their hearts was their unknown future and fate, is it really as easy as the command said to take the position of the squadron? Will they be buried in this unknown mountain, and the bones of the last ones will be gone? In order to stabilize morale, the staff officers of the Japanese army thought of a good way, that is, hatred, they are all damned Chinese, killed their commanders, and only by bloodbathing the positions of the Chinese can they comfort their general's spirit in heaven.

The Japanese staff officers successfully aroused the hatred of the Japanese army against Liao Fan, and before dawn, tens of thousands of little devils shouted under the leadership of the staff officers: "Avenge the general!" Avenge the general! The shouts and echoes resounded throughout Taihang Mountain.

Liao Fan, who had just disguised the cannon, suddenly heard the little devil shouting loudly, and said to himself: "The little devil is making me crazy?" What is this going to do on the big night? "Liao Fan didn't know that there were a lot of things outside Taihang Mountain.

"Brother Fan, what are you shouting, little devil?" A soldier stopped what he was doing, and although the little devil's shouts shook the world and swallowed mountains and rivers, for people who didn't understand Japanese, it was tantamount to listening to a dog barking.

"Who the hell knows what the little devil is calling, you guys camouflage the cannon, and Lao Tzu will go to the front-line position to have a look." The little devil's sudden shout confused Liao Fan.

Ma Wanzhong and Li Weimin, who heard the shout, hurriedly finished explaining what was at hand and returned to the position, because the cry was too cautious for them, especially at night.

"Brother Fan, the little devil is beating chicken blood, he doesn't sleep at night, what are you calling?" Hu Guoshan looked at Liao Fan coming over and asked, "The soldiers are all awake, and they thought that the little devil was going to attack." ”

"I don't know, let the soldiers be vigilant to prevent the little devils from sneaking up." Liao Fan took the binoculars and lay on the bunker to see what the little devil was going to do.

"Lao Hu, is the little devil attacking? Why didn't I hear the gunshots. Ma Wanzhong returned to his position.

Hu Guoshan spread his hands and said that apart from this shouting accident, there was nothing special: "Did Brother Fan's two shells scare the little devils crazy?" ”

"If only the little devils had gone crazy so easily, I looked at them as if they were having a bonfire." Liao Fan saw through the telescope that the little devil's camp was brightly lit, and he couldn't guess what the little devil was going to do.

Hu Guoshan and Ma Wanzhong glanced at each other and asked in unison, "What is a bonfire party?" ”

"It's your big Yangge in the northeast, and the little devil is willing to dance the big Yangge around the fire." Liao Fan explained.

Ma Wanzhong laughed disdainfully: "Just the little devil Naluo circled his legs, and danced the big Yangge in our northeast, even if they burned high incense if they were awkward." ”

"Brother Fan, no, according to what you say, you should be happy to dance the big Yangge, how can I listen to the crying of the little devil, it makes a strange and cautious person." Hu Guoshan asked.

Liao Fan touched his nose and asked, "Yes, why is this?" ”

The three of them stared at each other, and they couldn't guess what the little devil was going to do.

"Why don't I go and fire two more shots? Let's see how the little devils react. Liao Fan said.