"Don't get me wrong, I'm my own people, I'm my own people, I'm a guard..." The sound of the iron trumpet was loud, dispelling the misunderstanding between Sang Yongliang and the guards because they couldn't see clearly in the darkness.

That's right, Sang Yongliang and the others listened to the sound of cars behind, and thought the Japanese were chasing them and were ready to fight...

"Hahaha, who am I? It turns out it's you, Battalion Commander Sang!" Wang Wenze, who had been following the guards in a company, soon met Sang Yongliang.

"Oh... I didn't send a telegram in advance, so I was scared! I said, what kind of regulations do you have tonight? Why did you pick so many Japanese strongholds and fire so many cannons in the city?" Sang Yongliang saw Wang Donghui, who was an acquaintance, and asked.

"Hehe, this is our team's top secret operation. I can't tell you too much. Just follow us and find a bargain!" Wang Wenze said with a smile.

"Okay, don't ask if you don't ask! You go first, we will follow up!" Sang Yongliang glanced at the bicycle Wang Wenze was riding and said enviously.

"Well, then we'll wait for you in Ma'anshan!" After contacting, Wang Wenze and the guard continued to move towards Ma'anshan.

On Mapeng Mountain, Hu Yizhou was also telling Sun Dali and the others: "Dali, I have already told Xiaobao this battle. You came from the same place and also had the hatred of the 2nd Company of the Eighth Battalion. So, this time you will use your greatest ability to make trouble!"

"Don't worry about how you occupy the land. That's what the Eighth Route friendly forces should think. Your mission is to kill people! Kill the Japanese! Kill as many Japanese as possible! Of course, the way of fighting is to fight with the sniper platoon as the center! If you even care about protecting them, that's the credit!"

"You can stand alone now, so I won't say much about the specifics. If you say too much, you will limit your performance. Remember, don't be fond of fighting. If you can't win, run away. Run back will be a victory! Then we will take the opportunity to fight!"

"Okay, I've said everything I should say, go ahead, you guys, remember, don't bring back the shells you brought, and hit them all on the Japanese! There are 300 shells, you guys..." Hu Yizhou waved his hand at the guard company who was ready to go in the night and the reorganized sniper platoon.

"Captain, goodbye! Wait for our good news!" Sun Dali and Sun Xiaobao said to Hu Yizhou in unison.

After saying that, the two of them saluted and led the team along the path toward the Hebei Plain.

Of course, the liaison officers sent by the Eighth Route Army also followed them. These liaison officers have a great role, and the coordinated communication between the troops in central Hebei depends on them.

"Okay, let's go back too, hurry back to Ma'anshan!" The interspers left, Hu Yizhou and the others, led the special war reconnaissance company to Ma'anshan.

At dawn, Hu Yizhou and his party returned to Ma'anshan. They needed to rest for a long time here and not continue to set off at 3 pm.

Hu Yizhou was not afraid of the Japanese coming to take revenge on them. He had a guard company, three combat platoons of the Special War Reconnaissance Company, a team of the militia corps, and a battalion of more than 1,000 people from Sang Yongliang and others.

With these troops in hand, the Japanese would not be able to take Ma'anshan if they didn't come to join a wing. What's more, there were other Eighth Route troops around, and the Japanese would not be able to get through without mobilizing the brigade headquarters...

Hu Yizhou's guess is correct, the Japanese don't have so many troops to mobilize now.

Even now it is dawn, the air defense alarm in the city is still ringing, and the gates of Handan City are closed tightly. Only when the communication soldiers coming from various strongholds arrive will they open the gate and put them in.

In the headquarters in the city, the alive Japanese finally repaired the broken telephone line, and then started calling each stronghold to determine the situation.

In fact, until now, the Japanese have not figured out what the situation is and how much losses they have suffered. They only know that they were shelled last night and were still shelled not far from Nancheng.

Just as Hu Yizhou and his friends arranged the alert and started looking for a place to take a rest, the Japanese figured out how much military losses they suffered last night.

"Baga! Wastes are all wastes! Baga!" In a county town in central Hebei, the brigade commander of the First Mixed Brigade finally received the most accurate report of damage, and then started to curse people in anger. After the scolding, he secretly said in his heart that if he had not come out to fight a security war, wouldn't he be bombarded last night?

"Master of the Brigade, what should we do next? We lost the defenders of 17 strongholds at once, and nearly 70% of the combat readiness supplies. The oil storage in the oil depot is not enough for us to use in the battle for more than a month in the next!" The chief of staff of the brigade came over and asked.

"Baga... If you return to the aid... No, you can't go back. This attack and artillery attack were probably done by a small elite army of the Eighth Route Army! The purpose is to transfer our main force back! Didn't you see that they didn't force the troops to attack the city directly? This means that their strength is not enough."

"Now, go back and personally command the city defense work! Continue to operate the damaged stronghold! And I will continue to complete the public security battle! Also, what does the Front Command say?" asked the brigade commander.

"The Front Army said: This is just a raid from a small army and it does not pose a big threat. They will send Yamamoto Special Forces Brigade to check the situation!" said the Chief of Staff.

"Okay, the front army doesn't want to give up this rare opportunity. Then you go back!" said the brigade commander.

"Hayi!" The Chief of Staff nodded and left.

"Go back? You can't go back. What if you have another shelling?" The chief of staff left, and the brigade commander said in a voice that he only heard.

"Okay, let's leave here, and we will have the opportunity to cooperate again in the future!" On Ma'anshan, the security team and Sang Yongliang and the others were parting.

"Hahaha, we will never let go of such a good opportunity! Thank you!" Sang Yongliang was so happy that he grinned and parted with the security team.

"Okay, let's bring your things and go home!" Hu Yizhou rode a newly seized cross-dou motorcycle and led the team to the west.

At this time, after several hours of marching, the Second Guard Company and the Sniper Platoon had already entered the Hebei Plain and hid in an abandoned village, waiting for their opportunity.

Except for the leader and the liaison officers of the Eighth Route Army who received the report from Hu Yizhou, no outsiders knew that they had entered the Hebei Plain.

As for what kind of storm they will cause?
Chapter completed!