After Guo Liang heard the words of the Flying Tigers and Liu Wenlong, he also knew that this katana, they naturally didn't pay attention to it, so they accepted it politely and directly, if he refused again, it would seem that he was hypocritical, touching the katana in his hand, Guo Liang politely beckoned the Flying Tigers and others into the village where their regimental headquarters were located.

The Flying Tigers naturally didn't say anything polite to Guo Liang, waved their hands at Liu Wenlong and the others, motioned for them to bring weapons, and followed behind Guo Liang and walked towards the village.

"Old Heizi, what happened just now is my brother wrong, I'm too excited, don't you take it to heart!" Zhang Zhi watched the regiment commander walk towards the village with the Flying Tigers, and then came to the old black platoon commander who was standing and watching the back of the Flying Tigers, and apologized to the old black platoon leader with a smile.

"Hey, Captain Zhang, how dare I take what I just happened to heart? If you strangle my old black to death in a big excitement, my old black won't be able to eat well! The old black platoon commander glanced at Zhang Zhi and couldn't help but smile and said.

"Old sunspot, it's my brother I'm reckless, it's me who is wrong, but you know what? Those people just now were my lifesavers, and they also helped our regiment a lot, and the medicines used by the wounded in our regiment were all sent by them, if you were replaced by me, what would you do today? Zhang Zhi knew that the old black platoon commander had resentment in his heart, and couldn't help but say sincerely to the old black platoon leader.

"Hey! Okay, even if I'm afraid of you, if you had said it earlier, would I have stopped you? Really, your quick temper, I tell you, that is, me, if it were someone else, it would not be like this for a long time! Forget it this time, give me the crooked handle in your hand, I won't bother with you! The old black platoon commander stared closely at the crooked machine gun on Zhang Zhi's shoulder, and said to Zhang Zhi.

"What? Old sunspot, are you kidding me? If you want my crooked machine gun, don't even think about it, I apologized to you anyway, it's your own business to forgive or not! Brother, I have to go to the head of the regiment! After Zhang Zhi heard the words of the old black platoon commander, he knew that this old black man did not have any good intentions, it turned out that he was paying attention to his crooked machine gun, Zhang Zhi was likely to agree, and directly carried the crooked machine gun and carried four little devils' Type 38 rifles, and was going to the village.

"Hey! Zhang Zhi, Captain Zhang, Uncle Zhang. Don't you go, I don't want your crooked machine gun, can't you? Just give me the four guns you're carrying behind you! The old black platoon commander saw that Zhang Zhi was leaving, and couldn't help but hurriedly pull Zhang Zhi back, and said to Zhang Zhi with a smile.

"Humph! No way! Lao Heizi, your appetite is really not small, a mouth is either to care about me to have a crooked machine gun, or the 38 rifle behind me, let me tell you Lao Heizi, if you want to care about me want a gun, not a gun, not even a door, these are all taken from Lao Tzu from the little devil, if you want, you also go to grab it from the little devil! Zhang Zhi snorted at the old black platoon commander and left here quickly. Ran over to chase the Flying Tigers, and they went.

"This turtle son, Wang Ba Green Ball, runs really fast, you guys look at it here, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, you can't get a gun out of his hand!" After the old black platoon commander finished speaking to the soldiers behind him, he quickly chased after Zhang Zhi. Leave a group of warriors here, you look at me, I look at you.

The head of the regiment, Guo Liang, and the Flying Tigers quickly entered the village, and at this time, they happened to meet Tang Tao, the political commissar who rushed over. Guo Liang saw his political commissar rushing over, and hurriedly introduced the Flying Tigers and others. While chatting politely, the group rushed towards the regimental headquarters set up in the village.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone on the two banks of the Yellow River, and Ye Hang and the others also woke up early, rented a fishing boat from nearby fishermen, and crossed the raging Yellow River.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the place is simple, if there is not good hospitality, please bear with me!" Political commissar Tang Tao and regiment commander Guo Liang brought the Flying Tigers and others to their regiment headquarters, and said to the Flying Tigers and others while beckoning the cooking team to prepare food for the Flying Tigers.

"Captain Guo, Political Commissar Tang, you are so polite, no matter how humble you are here, it is much better than us sleeping outside!" The Flying Tigers looked around carefully, and said to Guo Liang and Tang Tao with a smile.

While everyone was sitting in the room, talking and laughing, the soldiers of the cooking class also finished preparing breakfast and brought it up.

Liu Wenlong and the others looked at the cornmeal buns on the table, the wild vegetable paste, and some side dishes, and couldn't help but have a big appetite, after all, everyone was busy all night, and they were also hungry with their chests and backs, and they didn't care if they were delicious or not, they just started eating it.

"Head Guo, I'm sorry, my brothers are all hungry and a little rude, please bear with me!" The Flying Tigers looked at Liu Wenlong and the others who were eating a lot, and they didn't think they were outsiders at all, and couldn't help but say apologetically to Guo Liang and Tang Tao with a dark face.

"Where, where, I'm afraid that our coarse food and light food will not be well served? Since you think it's delicious, eat more, and I'll tell the cooking class to make some more! Political commissar Tang Tao looked at the pot with corn buns and wild vegetables, he had already seen the bottom, and he didn't know how long these people had been hungry, watching them eat here, Tang Tao was naturally happy, for fear that because of the problem of food, they would not be well entertained to the Flying Tigers, and the Flying Tigers had any opinions on them, but looking at the situation in front of him, it was obvious that he was a little redundant, so he said to the Flying Tigers with a smile, At the same time, he asked the guard Huzi to inform the cooking team to prepare some more.

"You're welcome, eat open! Although we don't have any fine food, we can still manage these things! Guo Liang on the side also said with a smile.

"Then trouble Regiment Commander Guo and Political Commissar Tang!" As the saying goes, eating someone's mouth is short, and that person's hand is soft. Although Liu Wenlong and these guys don't seem to have seen food in their lives, the Flying Tigers have no choice but to say politely to Guo Liang and Tang Tao.

"Brother Flying Tiger, you're polite, what's the trouble or not, everyone is a devil brother, they are all a family, and a family can talk to each other like this?" Guo Liang couldn't help but smile and said to the Flying Tigers.

"Yes, Brother Flying Tiger, what our regiment commander said is right, you have helped us a lot and saved the lives of so many of our soldiers! We should thank you for that! Zhang Zhi said to the Flying Tigers while eating the steamed bun in his hand.

After hearing the words of Zhang Zhi and Guo Liang, the Flying Tigers were no longer polite, after all, everyone is a team of devils, take care of each other, there is nothing, when they leave, give them some weapons and ammunition that they have scavenged from the little devils, anyway, their weapons and ammunition are not picked up, and there is nothing to give them some, and when the boss Ye Hang and them come, even if they give them all the guns and ammunition of the little devils, there is nothing to do. Thinking of this, the Flying Tigers were relieved, and after breakfast, the guests and hosts enjoyed themselves. However, this also kept the soldiers of the cooking class busy, and it wasn't until they made breakfast that the Flying Tigers and the others finished eating.

"Brother Flying Tiger, I heard that kid Zhang Zhi say, you want to use him as a guide, I don't know if you have any big actions in Shanxi?" After everyone had breakfast, Liu Wenlong took his brothers and Zhang Zhi out to eat, and only the Eighth Route Army Commander Guo Liang, Political Commissar Tang Tao, and the Flying Tigers were left in the room.

"I don't know the specific situation very well, we just acted according to the orders of our boss Ye Hang, as for what our boss is going to do in Shanxi, I don't know this!" The Flying Tigers naturally wouldn't tell Guo Liang and Tang Tao about their plans, and said to Guo Liang and Tang Tao as if they didn't know.

"Oh! So that's the case, Brother Flying Tiger, so I don't know when your boss Ye Hang will arrive here? After listening to the words of the Flying Tigers, Tang Tao nodded, after all, they were all a team of devils, and there was no need for the Flying Tigers to lie to them, so he believed the words of the Flying Tigers, and after being silent for a while, he asked the Flying Tigers.

"It's hard to say, but at this time, I think our boss has already crossed the Yellow River, I believe it won't be long before I feel here, but I don't know, what do you think?" The Flying Tigers asked tentatively at Guo Liang and Tang Tao.

"Brother Flying Tiger, to be honest, I'm not afraid of your jokes, after all, you made such a big deal in the Northeast and killed all the generals of the little devil Kwantung Army, and your brothers here this time will not be small, right, so we also want to cooperate with you, I don't know what you think?" Guo Liang couldn't help but ask the Flying Tigers cheekily. Guo Liang knew that Ye Hang and they could make such a big move in the Northeast, and it would not be small here, Ye Hang and they ate meat, how could they have to follow behind and drink a sip of soup, just like the Anti-Union they did, and he had heard that Ye Hang and they didn't look down on the guns and ammunition of the little devils at all, even if they followed Ye Hang and picked up guns and ammunition, their regiment would have to get a Japanese armament regiment. So without consulting with the political commissar, he said to the Flying Tigers.

"It turns out that what Captain Guo said is this, what else should I do! Don't worry, our boss will agree! The Flying Tigers couldn't help but smile and said to Guo Liang.