bestfiction Chapter 115: Mr. Yamamoto, do you have a photo of Lin Zhenhua? 3-character chapter!
Chapter 115: Mr. Yamamoto, do you have a photo of Lin Zhenhua? 3-character chapter!
Lin Zhenhua flew a Zero fighter and took off safely towards Lijiazhuang. After seeing Lin Zhenhua leave safely, Li Yunlong took a truck back to Zhangzhuang stronghold. At this time, half of the supplies in the stronghold had been loaded. At the current speed, all the supplies could be loaded before dinner.
Seeing Li Yunlong coming back, Zhang Dabiao hurriedly reported: "Captain, the first and second teams have already set out. They each took ten trucks of supplies. We estimate that they are almost at Tianjialing. We should be able to reach Tianjia Village before breakfast tomorrow. Take the gasoline we stored there. With so much fuel, we should still have a dozen barrels left."
Li Yunlong rubbed his teeth. It would take two days and two nights to get from Zhangzhuang to Lijiazhuang, and these hundred or so barrels of gasoline would barely be enough.
"Zhang Dabiao, there's no need to ask the brothers to save gasoline. We have to rush back to Lijiazhuang as quickly as possible. From the intelligence we got before, the Japanese have lost a regiment of troops and are rushing to the vicinity. With our resources, if we want to confront a regiment of the Japanese head-on, we will most likely be annihilated. I won't do this unprofitable business!"
"Fill up the remaining carriages first, and the third team will take the remaining carriages away. Cars run faster than carriages. It's one o'clock in the afternoon now, and I'll give you another hour and a half. The third team will set off on time at 2:30!"
Under Li Yunlong's arrangement, a large amount of supplies were loaded onto the carriages first. Everyone worked together for an hour and a half. The remaining carriages were filled with supplies and left the Zhangzhuang stronghold under the escort of Zhang Dabiao.
"Monk, we now have a total of 28 trucks, 24 of which are used to transport supplies, two are used to transport the wounded, and the remaining two are responsible for escort. Now there are only three hours left until dark. Let the soldiers work harder. All the supplies must be loaded before dinner. After that, we will rest for half an hour and then rush back immediately!"
"Okay, Commander, we still have a company of soldiers. I've made arrangements. We'll divide them into three groups in a relay mode, with one person every two meters. If we're fast, we can fill three trucks in 20 minutes, which will be just in time for dinner!"
After listening to the monk's arrangement, Li Yunlong praised Wei Dayong. He didn't expect that Wei Dayong had made a lot of progress after following Lin Zhenhua for a period of time!
"Monk, you really impressed me. It seems that this culture is still very useful. You must learn more when you go back!"
Wei Dayong did not refute. After following Lin Zhenhua for a period of time, he really learned a lot and became a semi-educated person.
Thanks to everyone's efforts, all the supplies were finally loaded onto the truck just as dusk fell. The fuel tank in the truck was also filled up, and the excess fuel was tied outside the car.
Dinner was also very simple. Each person had a portion of the Japanese soldier's rations and opened two boxes of canned meat. They were put in a big pot and cooked for a while, and some pickled vegetables were added. This kind of food was rare under normal circumstances and could only be eaten once every half a month. This time, after winning the battle, they could have a good meal!
"Brothers, hurry up and eat. If you want to sleep, just sleep in the car."
Half an hour later, the soldiers packed their luggage and rushed back to Lijiazhuang on a truck at night.
In the Lijiazhuang garrison, Lin Zhenhua led everyone to work hard. With the help of the fifth platoon of soldiers, they finally dismantled the Zero fighter into parts. Looking at his masterpiece, Lin Zhenhua smiled proudly: "Comrades, we have captured the Zhangzhuang stronghold. We don't have to worry about food anymore. Eat your fill and don't be frugal like before!"
"Duan Peng, please inform the villagers in Duanjiazhuang and ask them to hurry up and turn most of our remaining food into dry food. I estimate that in another half a month, we will leave Lijiazhuang and return to the main force!"
When the news of the capture of Zhangzhuang stronghold spread, the people of Lijiazhuang remembered the laughter and started celebrating spontaneously. Lin Zhenhua also had a big fat pig slaughtered for the first time. Today was New Year's Eve and tomorrow was New Year's Day, so how could they not eat a bowl of hot dumplings.
With the help of the folks in Duanjiazhuang, we chopped the dumpling stuffing and made the dumplings. Since there were so many people, each person only got half a bowl of dumplings, and the rest had to be saved for tomorrow morning.
"Duan Peng, move all the remaining canned meat out of the warehouse and distribute them to each of you. We have to have a good New Year's Eve. I have arranged for the kitchen staff to steam big white buns and make a big pot of pork stewed with vermicelli. Just now each of us only ate half a bowl of dumplings and was not full at all. No matter how hard and difficult the New Year is, we must have a full meal to indicate that the coming year will be better!"
Lin Zhenhua was indeed a little tired today, and his words were a little incoherent, but his meaning was clear. Looking at the excited expressions of the people below, he knew that his arrangement was in line with everyone's wishes.
The news of the destruction of the Zhangzhuang stronghold was confirmed by the Japanese reconnaissance plane the next day. When General Tada Shun of the North China Front Army Command learned of the news, he was so angry that he smashed a teacup. He had not expected that Li Yunlong and Lin Zhenhua would actually launch an attack on the Zhangzhuang stronghold the day before New Year's Eve. It was simply unbelievable to him!
"Damn Chinese, they don't even celebrate the New Year, don't make things difficult for me! Order the Yoshino Regiment to go out immediately and sweep the villages within a 100-mile radius. Since the Chinese army won't let me celebrate this happy New Year, then they can't celebrate it either!"
Following General Tada Shun's order, the Yoshino Regiment, which had just stopped, had to pack up and move towards the Zhangzhuang stronghold.
Yamamoto Ikki, who had returned to the Taiyuan headquarters to recuperate, hurriedly asked for a meeting with Commander Yoshio Shinozuka after learning that the Zhangzhuang stronghold had been captured.
"General, I have captured a security officer of the Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment. His name is Zhu Ziming. I have learned the specific situation of the Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment from him!"
Yamamoto Ikki's words aroused Shinozuka Yoshio's interest. He sat up straight and asked curiously, "What? Is this true? Tell me in detail!"
Yamamoto Ikki leaned back in his chair and replied in a serious tone, "General, this is true! After multiple confirmations, there is no problem with Zhu Ziming's identity, and it is consistent with our previous intelligence!"
"According to the results of my interrogation, the head of the Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment is named Li Yunlong. He was born in a peasant family and has not received formal military training. He is good at using his strategies in battle. His regiment has always been the main force of the Eighth Route Army and has participated in many battles against the Empire, and has achieved impressive results. This person poses a huge threat to the Empire!"
"Political Commissar Zhao Gang graduated from Yenching University with a very high degree of education and is a senior intellectual. He is Li Yunlong's partner and is good at ideological work. Zhao Gang has not been in the Independent Regiment for long, and Zhu Ziming does not have detailed information about him. Some things he has heard from others, and he does not pose a great threat to the empire!"
"The third person I want to introduce next is Lin Zhenhua, which is probably a pseudonym. People call him Lin, and some call him college student. What is certain is that he should have a college degree, but we haven't found out which school he graduated from yet!"
"Lin Zhenhua's identity is questionable. He has not joined the Eighth Route Army so far. Maybe there is something wrong with his identity. I have asked the intelligence department to investigate this matter. I believe there will be a report soon!"
"In our previous intelligence, we always thought that Sakata Nobutsu and Yamazaki Jihei died at the hands of Li Yunlong. In fact, they all died at the hands of Lin Zhenhua. This is very different from the intelligence we got before. It is very likely that the Eighth Route Army deliberately released false information in order to protect this person!"
"Lin Zhenhua has unique insights into military industry and can be called a military expert. He invented the Flying Thunder Cannon, which enabled the Eighth Route Army to destroy our artillery towers and posed a huge threat to some of our strongholds!"
"According to Zhu Ziming's account, Lin Zhenhua is simply an all-rounder. He can even make medicine. The laxatives and anthelmintics he invented are truly unique. The Yoshino Brigade flag was also seized by him before. He poses a much greater threat to the empire than the two above!"
"Lin Zhenhua has come up with many bizarre inventions. With his help, the independent regiment was even able to produce its own submachine guns and solved the problem of producing artillery shells. Fortunately, the empire swept the area in time. If it had been delayed for a while, the empire would have suffered even greater losses!"
Shinozuka Yoshio knocked on the table and asked with a grim look on his face: "Yamamoto-kun, do you have a photo of this person?"
"General, I'm very sorry. I don't have a photo of this person at the moment. I have asked the intelligence department to pay special attention to him. We should be able to get his photo within half a month!" Yamamoto Ikki bowed his head.
"Yoshi! Yamamoto-kun, you don't have to blame yourself so much. A temporary failure is nothing. On the contrary, I am more and more interested in your special plan. You can select people from the entire 12th Army and form a special forces team of about people. Your special forces team suffered from too few people before. I will also allocate four transport planes for you so that you can conduct airborne training!"
"Due to the domestic financial difficulties, the Empire is no longer able to launch a large-scale offensive in China. The headquarters has changed the battle plan and requires us to fight to support the war and transport the resources in the occupied areas back to the mainland."
"In the next large-scale security war, your special forces team will be very meaningful in decapitating the enemy's command structure. Although General Tada Shun has always been unsupportive, you have found a new way to kidnap his nephew. The expansion plan of the special forces team has been tacitly approved by General Tada Shun. You must seize this opportunity and fight a comeback!"
"General, I understand! I will have a good talk with Hirata Kojiro. As long as I can get his support, the pressure on General will be reduced!"
Suddenly, the intelligence officer rushed in from outside and handed the telegram in his hand to Shinozuka Yoshio. After reading it, Shinozuka Yoshio exclaimed: "Mr. Yamamoto, you are so lucky. Don't worry and do it boldly. General Tada Shun will not hinder you!"