Of course, if there are many people, it's a different matter!

So how many people are there in the Eighth Route Army? If the New First Regiment is just not many, there will be less than two thousand people. We have to clean the battlefield and fight and block it. Even if Fang Hao and the others are added, the number is not large.

However, we are not a single group, we are organized behind us!

Do you think Lao Li could find the Japanese team so accurately and find a suitable ambush place? Is it possible that without the help of the organization and the efforts of various intelligence personnel to sacrifice their lives?

Besides, Hu Yizhou can know the movements of the Japanese through the organization, so can the Xinyi Group act alone?

So, after sending the team, our old Li shouted directly to the correspondent who was following him: "Go and send a telegram to the political commissar, you will succeed. The entire convoy belongs to us. Let him bring people here quickly!"

"Yes!" The correspondent quickly went to send a telegram to the political commissar.

That's right, when he came out to fight an ambush, the political commissar did not follow him because he organized the people as a transportation team at the back and had to contact the organization so that the various brothers could cooperate.

Our old Li's telegram soon came to the hands of the political commissar. The political commissar was in the valley not far from the highway, surrounded by hundreds of militias and more than a thousand people.

"Okay, I know that this time there is no big problem! The entire fleet, how much does it take!" After reading the telegram, the political commissar was also very happy.

"Captain Liu, Captain Wang, Captain Li, good news came from the front. The main force of our regiment has taken down the Japanese convoy! So, the team of your district team and county brigade quickly buried mines on the road as planned and destroyed the road quickly!" The political commissar said to the three captains wearing large cotton jackets.

"No problem, leave it to us! Comrades, let's go!" The three captains nodded and ran away with hundreds of militias from the county brigade and district brigade and the landmines. They needed to dare to be in front of the Japanese.

"District Mayor Gong, Village Chief Zhao, Village Chief Qian, Village Chief Niu... You have also heard that now, let's set off immediately and take away the supplies!" The political commissar said to several cadres who were also wearing big cotton jackets and two cotton pants.

"No problem! fellow villagers, let's go!" District Chief Gong waved his hand.

"Okay, don't worry, we are all ready!" Village Chief Qian took active action here.

Looking at the people's team that was rushing to go in two steps, the political commissar could not be idle, so he called the correspondents: "Hurry up and send a telegram to the brigade department. We have succeeded, and the supplies of a convoy were intercepted! Let the brigade commander quickly arrange the help and arrange the support staff!" the political commissar said.

"I understand!" The correspondent soldier hurried to send a telegram.

"Uncle Political Commissar, you are lying!" Black beans in a small gray cloth military uniform emerged from somewhere. The military uniform was modified by the political commissar himself with his old clothes, and thick cotton was added to it.

Looking at the black beans that were much rosy but with an angry little face, the political commissar smiled gently: "You said, why am I lying?"

"You all bully the regiment commander! Didn't you say that the things you snatched are all from our regiment? Why did you hand them over to the brigade commander? The brigade commander has speared our things!" Hei Douzi said to the political commissar with dissatisfaction.

"Hey... you black guy, you haven't learned anything else, you've learned to be stingy with our regiment leader!" said the political commissar touching the consumption military cap on Black Douzi's head.

"Don't touch my head, you lied to others and always send out our good things! Humph! Also, my name is Heilong! No more call me Heilong!" Hei Douzi, who changed his name to Heilong because of the Longlin who sacrificed his life to save him, said.

"Oh... I'm sad. You said that I am the best person in our group to you, right? I'm making clothes for you and thinking about you if you have any delicious food. Why do you still blame me? Tell me, our group has 2,100 people, a Japanese car has 3,000 kilograms of supplies, and more than 50 such cars. Tell me, how many things are there for one person?"

"Just this, the car parts that have not been removed, and the personal supplies that the Japanese carry! In addition, each of us has our own weight-bearing, and we can't take so many things!"

"So, let's hand over the things to the brigade department so that we can take the things we need most to fight!" said the political commissar to Heilong.

"Then...then..." The black dragon was already confused and full of numbers.

The political commissar has good organizational skills. After an hour, they have arrived on the road, waiting to help transfer supplies.

At this time, the New First Regiment had already completed the removal of the remaining enemies. Some Xinbins of the New First Regiment and the new recruits of the Security Regiment were carrying the Japanese corpses to the side of the road, and then began to plunder supplies one by one.

Even on the road, more than a hundred Japanese were clean and white.

That’s right, the Eighth Route Army cleans the battlefield and the security team have the same standard: that is, take away all the things that can be taken away, and not let go of a piece of rag.

"Political Commissar... Hahaha, you are here just right. You took the villagers away with your things. I will take people to the south to fight and block! The brigade department just now sent a telegram saying that the Japanese in Lucheng came out to have a brigade, and let's go to fight with them again!" Seeing the political commissar, our old Li was happy.

"Captain, you have the final say in the war, but you must master the right measure and never be dragged by the Japanese!" said the political commissar.

"Don't worry, our old Li doesn't do anything to suffer! You can transfer the supplies here quickly. If you can move them in an hour and take them away, I won't contact the Japanese here, so I will just retreat!" Li Yunlong said.

"Okay, the leader of the regiment will not be in love with the battle, which is worthy of praise!" said the political commissar.

"That's it! Our old Li is also improving!" Li Yunlong smiled proudly and led the team to the south.

As for the north, there was naturally Deputy Commander Xing and a small half of the New First Regiment troops guarding there. However, because there were soldiers from the district team who helped bury landmines and carry out damage, it was still a matter of whether there were any Japanese on their side who could come over.

Seeing that the main force had left, the recruits were still cleaning the battlefield under the leadership of a few veterans. The political commissar did not delay and quickly arranged the transfer of supplies.

"Okay, fellow villagers, come here, prepare the shoulder pole, and let's take it with you and leave!"

"Okay, Niu Er Village, come here, let's come first!" Village Chief Niu took the young and strong people from their village to the battle and carried the supplies on the car to transfer them.

The Japanese convoys basically had various strategic materials plundered, including large amounts of cotton, so they took them away with them with light weight and large size.

Well, this is actually something that the Eighth Route Army members urgently need. Didn’t you see that the political commissar is still wearing single clothes now? He took out cotton and made clothes for black beans.

There are many people and great power, so this is still very reasonable, especially nowadays.
Chapter completed!