"Report, big boss!" The soldier said to the tiger next to him and reported: "A group of Eighth Route Army came down from the mountain, led by a middle-aged soldier, led by a group of Eighth Route Army with medicine boxes on their backs, and is asking to enter Hukou Mountain, there are thirty-four people, they are the doctors of the Eighth Route Army, saying that they are on the orders of the division headquarters to come to support Hukou Mountain and the independent regiment!" ”

After the fat man was slightly stunned, he immediately reacted and said to the herald: "Let them enter the mountain, use the secret passage to enter the mountain, so fast!" ”

"Haha, it's still the division that cares about us!" Ma Dongming's face was happy, and he laughed.

"The division headquarters of your independent regiment, not the division headquarters of the flying army, don't always 'let's us', and you will also enter the fat man's Hukou Mountain!" He glanced at Ma Dongming very dissatisfiedly and said.

"Okay, okay, big brother can do whatever he wants!" There is a doctor, Ma Dongming's hanging heart has also been put down, as for this position, he is not entangled.

Because a long time ago, he knew that this fat man was by no means a figure that the Eighth Route Army could control, and this fat man did not like to be restrained.

Sure enough, after a while, the Eighth Route Army and his party who had gone up the mountain from the secret passage appeared, with more than a dozen soldiers, more than a dozen nurses, and three or four doctors.

There is also an old acquaintance of the fat man, Doctor Zhou, who once escorted Wang Yi and them to the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, and Dr. Zhou was one of the doctors who entered the base area of the Eighth Route Army with the team.

These nurses from the hospital affiliated to the Eighth Route Army, led by a staff officer, came from a long distance, and it was they who received Ma Dongming's telegram, so they knew that the casualties of the independent regiment must be large, and they knew that there were not enough doctors in Hukoushan. Doctors and nurses from the divisional hospital and soldiers from the guards rushed over overnight.

Up to this moment. These doctors and nurses have not closed their eyes yet. I rode a horse and rode for a night, plus half a day during the day.

But as soon as he saw the wounded waiting for treatment, he threw himself into the process of surgery and rescue without saying a word.

The fat man is naturally happy to see the eight ways save the eight roads, and the independent * group can kill one less person, so that he can carry less burden on his heart.

Anyway, these are the remnants of the independent regiment, it seems that he is going to keep them, and this is the price.

The staff officer in charge of the team leader also told Ma Dongming. Let Ma Dongming get the battle report as soon as possible and send it to the division headquarters by telegram, the head of the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army was greatly annoyed by this loss, and was ready to get Xu Chaoyang, who was blindly commanded, and by the way, he rang the alarm bell of some people, and only soldiers could take the team.

These miscellaneous things, if they don't involve Ma Dongming and the independent group, the fat man is too lazy to take care of it, and he can't take care of it.

Ma Dongming is a friend, and the independent regiment is not just a friendly army.

The Independent Regiment also belonged to one of the anti-Japanese armed forces in the seven counties of Qingzhou. It was impossible for him to let such a team be handed over to a mediocre and hostile person to Hukou Mountain.

That's why he came up with this desperate plan. It's a hundred.

What's more, through this incident, some people have been affected, and it is time to restrain it.

"Liu Fatzi, I received the order of the political commissar, Director Xu of the independent regiment, I must take it back to the division headquarters and hand it over to the political commissar in person, you see?" Although it was the first time for the staff officer to greet him, he was already taken aback by his name, which even the political commissar dared to pit and spoke very politely.

"It's up to you, the surname Xu stays in Hukou Mountain and spends the fat man's food!" He responded indifferently, in fact, the political commissar personally instructed the staff officers to lead people, and he knew that the political commissar had seized Xu Chaoyang's mistake and was ready to attack some bad phenomena in the Eighth Route Army.

Therefore, he was not worried about handing over Xu Chaoyang to the staff officer, and Xu Chaoyang's life was better.

Killing is enjoyable, but you have to consider the consequences before killing.

He only accounts for his own gains and losses, and he doesn't have a big picture at all!

Next, the doctor saved people, Ma Dongming and Chen Lizhong, who had bandages on their arms, counted the casualties of the independent group.

The casualties of the flying army were not large, and there was no need to count them at all.

Everyone is busy with things, but the fat man is idle, which makes him a little unaccustomed, looking at the attic that is already a pile of ruins, he decided to repair it, after all, this is his place of residence after the first grass fell into the grass, habit.

The next day, he asked Uncle Biao to take charge of this matter, and became the shopkeeper again.

It's just that Yumi Shinozaki showed him a telegram, which made him stunned for a moment, because of a certain foreign devil, he even thought he had disappeared from the earth!

The telegram was sent by Mars's friends in the Shanghai Concession, and Mars finally succeeded in buying 20 percent of Motorola with the help of Yumi Shinozaki's drawings and his savings.

Because Mars, a businessman who graduated from physics, also saw the market for wireless walkie-talkies, and decided to rely on Motorola to fight once, if he had more money, he would definitely throw it all down, which was a good opportunity to make a fortune.

Yumi Shinozaki has ten percent of the shares of the drawing, and this part of Mars is the trustee, but Mars does not dare to swallow it privately, because he thinks that the fat guy is more terrifying than Yumi Shinozaki, who drew the structure of a wireless walkie-talkie.

Because this fat man has never been to the United States, he actually knows the details of Motorola and knows the market for wireless walkie-talkies.

This is simply an unpredictable prophet, so Mars directly worships the fat man to the extreme, and if he wants to make money, he has to catch the fat man, the god of wealth!

Of course, the most unexpected thing for Mars was that when he returned to the United States, he took the English version of Wang Yi's "The Legend of the Anti-Japanese Heroes" to look for a publisher everywhere, but this set of books was advertised by well-known editors as "exaggerated, obscene, and unpopular".

In the end, no publisher was willing to publish this set of anti-Japanese legends, Mars felt very annoyed, and even thought about giving up for a while, but when he thought of a thousand M1 and five M2s, more than a dozen Thomson's arms money had not yet been settled?

Mars gritted his teeth, found a publisher at his own expense, and then hired someone to sell it on the streets of New York, he thought that "The Legend of the Anti-Japanese Heroes" was like this!

But what he didn't expect was that a month later, "The Legend of Anti-Japanese Heroes" actually became popular on the streets of New York.

What surprised him even more was that two months later, all the manuscripts of his first three episodes were sold out, and not only in New York, but also in the surrounding states.

Very Chinese people were annoyed that they did not have a set of "The Legend of the Anti-Japanese Heroes", so Mars seized this opportunity to make money and printed a second edition, and the number of copies was twice that of the first edition.

The second edition of the book sold out again in a month's time!

At this time, Mars was completely dumbfounded, this Nima couldn't brake the car even if he made money!

Who are the men and women of Nima, the male prophet of the uncertain, the female who sells a good hand, and still lets others make money?

When Mars made a phone call across the ocean and told a friend to inform the fat man, "The Legend of the Anti-Japanese Heroes" had already been sold in the fourth edition in the United States, and many other countries were preparing to introduce multilingual copyrights, such as Gallic chicken, Germans, Italy...... (To be continued.) )