On the day the Eighth Route Army in Taihang Mountain was attacked, the "garrison" of the militia corps was besieged by at least one regiment of the Eighth Route Army. The two sides fought back and forth, with a life-and-death situation.

Listen... Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom... The elm cannons filled with black gunpowder but not with iron sand were blown at the "stadium" of the militia corps.

"Dadadadadadadadada..." The little firecrackers for the New Year were not finished, and they were put into the iron bucket and were quite lively... No, this is our light machine gun being fired.

"Jiujiujiu... Jiujiujiujiu..." The counterattack from the militia was also very fierce. Mortars from one yard were constantly hitting training bullets onto the Eighth Route Army's positions. The black smoke exploded, and the boss was the boss.

Well, the Eighth Route Army did not see any damage...

In this battle, from dawn to dark, until the Japanese in Ci County sent traitors to investigate the news. The Eighth Route Army gave up the attack and then carried many "wounded soldiers" away.

After the Eighth Route Army left, the traitors entered the "stay" of the militia corps and met dozens of militia soldiers who "sacrificed".

Well, the reason why we judged this as a militia was that they were wearing militia costumes, and there was no way to judge anything else.

As for why some of these militiamen don’t look like they just died and are a little short, that’s not something that traitors can discover.

Well, it is said that three days ago, a stronghold outside Handan City was taken overnight. Until now, I don’t know who did it, so I quietly took down a stronghold. Even the puppet troops and the Japanese in the stronghold were taken away by others.

Well, no one will think about this matter with the siege of the militia.

In short, when the soldiers of the 97th Army who attacked the Eighth Route Army returned to their base, they encountered a dirt-like team halfway. The team was not large in number, with only more than 300 people. Although the equipment was very good, the soldiers looked lifeless, just like their current appearance.

"Which part of you is from?" someone shouted to this side.

"Where are you from the 97th Army?" replied here and continued to shout.

"We are from the Security Corps directly under the Arsenal Administration and Hebei Militia Corps!" shouted there.

"What's wrong with you?" asked here.

"What else? I was besieged by the Eighth Route Army. Only more than 500 people were left, and we were only more than 300!" Everyone was crying.

"Isn't your security team very powerful in combat? Why is it like this?" asked here.

"The Eighth Route Army was unreasonable. Not only did it suddenly attack, but it also used more than 2,000 people and hundreds of cannons to blow us up. How do you tell me how to block it? What's wrong with you? Didn't you let us fight the Eighth Route Army together? Why did you start in advance before we arrived? We were also besieged by the Eighth Route Army?" The other side returned.

"Oh... don't mention it, this time it's really hard to describe..." Someone sighed in his ear.

In short, after a conversation of complaints between each other, a militia of more than 300 people mingled into the 97th Army and followed them back to their base.

The 97th Army is so kind? Of course not. The key is that the militia are all very strong, and the guys in their hands are not bad. Some officials want to recruit them. Nowadays, people with guns in their hands are hard, and they have more than 300 combat powers, and they can still escape from more than 2,000 Eighth Route Army.

These days, there are too many things that have been involved in the battle. Anyway, it’s the one you recruit me, and I will recruit you again, and there are no accurate numbers. Anyway, they are all for the Egg Country, so who are you involved in?

Of course, these people were also very interested in the big backpacks carried by the militia. This was taken to the Eighth Route Army for a few days and the food had already bottomed out.

So, at noon, the militiamen poured a lot of food out of their backpacks. Although it was brown rice, they could fill their stomachs, right?

After a full meal of rice, the first platoon of the special operations reconnaissance company led by Hu Jin, the heavy fire platoon of the militia corps, and the elite of the militia specially selected, became the most popular people in this team of more than 2,000 people.

The soldiers all stared at the militia's backpacks, knowing that there was white rice that could be eaten, and these people would become their own robes in the future.

"You have a surname Hu, or your brother of the regiment Hu? Oh, that's great, let me tell you, our commander likes heroes the most. You follow us back to ensure that you are promoted and made a fortune!"

"Captain Hu is good, but the scale is too small! Captain Hu, if you follow our commander, you dare not say anything else, a commander's officer will not be able to escape! At that time, he will be on the same level as me, so how can we be brothers?" A 97th Army commander was a lobbyist beside Hu Jin.

"Hahaha, be polite, be polite! Why is the defeated general? But the commander of this regiment commander..." Hu Jin looked very interested.

"What is the regiment commander? If you do it well and win more battles, the brigade commander may be! Don't look at me, brother, I'm not capable, but brother, you can do it!" said the regiment commander.

"In this way, I'll thank my brother for taking care of you! Oh, by the way, what do our army commander like? I'm still a little rich here, do you think you want it..."

"Good brother, go up, go up! Brother will know that you have a bright future in the future! Don't forget to pull your brother!"

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After years of intelligence reconnaissance experience, Hu Jin showed what a national army officer should look like, and won the favor of the regiment commander. The two of them wanted to kill the chicken head and burn yellow paper to worship the man.

Of course, everything is false, how much is true or false, what is true or false, what is false, who cares about these? However, the two little yellow croakers that Hu Jin took out were actually in the pocket of the group leader.

This time, it is hard to say whether the militia corps can complete the task given by Hu Yizhou, but after reaching this point, I had to continue.

Time passed, and the intelligence personnel lurking in the Japanese devils finally learned that the Japanese would conduct a security battle against the Eighth Route Army in northwest Shanxi on March 7, and it soon reached Hu Yizhou's ears.

"It seems that I have changed things. For example, this battle should have started on February 23, right? Our old Li officially appeared in the TV series during this battle, right?" Hu Yizhou, who was in the Sun Family, suddenly remembered our old Li.

"February 23..." Hu Yizhou suddenly fell silent because he suddenly remembered that on this day, a great person gave his young life for the country and sprinkled his last drop of blood between the white mountains and black waters.

After his sacrifice, the enemy cruelly cut open his stomach and found a small amount of bark and cotton wool in his hungry stomach...
Chapter completed!