Liang Jian: Lao Li, I'm really not a military expert

Hirata Kojiro took the hot tea from the kettle and took a sip. The heat flowed through his body, making him feel a little warmer. He said with some fear, "Colonel Yamamoto, I am sure that the group we were chasing before was definitely the Eighth Route Army Headquarters. They had as many as 200 to 300 people."

"The ones who were here with us before were their guard troops. Their firepower was very fierce. They had two heavy machine guns, 12 light machine guns, and dozens of submachine guns. What's more shocking is that they also had Type infantry guns and mortars. There were more than a hundred shells, which posed a huge threat to us!"

"The most frightening thing is that they also have a very strange smell bomb. There is still a trace of residual smell in the air. I believe that Colonel Yamamoto should be able to smell it. This smell is too strong, it is beyond the limit of human tolerance, and it is even stinkier than stinky mandarin fish."

Smelling a faint stench in the air, Yamamoto Ikki asked in surprise: "What? Could this be a poison gas bomb developed by the Eighth Route Army?"

Hirata Kojiro shook his head like a rattle and said, "Colonel Yamamoto, the situation is quite different from what you think. This is a non-toxic but very smelly bomb. It's like we entered a pit toilet, but it's ten times more smelly than an ordinary pit toilet. It's really unbearable, and it smells like rotten eggs, but it's not toxic at all!"

Listening to Hirata Kojiro's narration, Yamamoto Ikki finally understood the strangeness of this weird bomb and couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's incredible. I didn't expect that the Eighth Route Army could come up with such a trick. I have to admire their imagination. It really broadened my horizons!"

Hirata Kojiro also agreed, "The Eighth Route Army has an endless supply of strange weapons. According to the intelligence I got from the headquarters, they have stone bombs, lime bullets, pepper bullets, and tanks. I don't know how they came up with these weapons. They caught the enemy by surprise and actually caused some damage to the Empire's army. Even I have to marvel at their battlefield masterpieces!"

Yamamoto Ikki returned to the point and asked, "Hirata-kun, didn't you bring a gas mask when you came here? A few smelly shells shouldn't have such a big impact on you, right?"

Hirata Kojiro replied with an embarrassed look on his face: "When we entered the mountain before, in order to reduce the weight, we left all unnecessary things such as gas masks outside. We really didn't expect that the Eighth Route Army would use smelly shells against us. It really caught us off guard. In addition, their firepower was fierce. None of the warriors in our last two squads survived. This was a mistake made by Captain Ono and me. I will ask the headquarters for punishment!"

Yamamoto Ikki didn't want to make Hirata Kojiro continue to be embarrassed. He was not a fool. The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, and then Yamamoto Ikki sent a telegram to Shinozuka Yoshio.

"General, the situation has changed. Based on Hirata-kun's description, I cannot accurately determine whether the headquarters in front is the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army. Please order the intelligence department to find out the situation as soon as possible and provide intelligence support for our next move!"

Yamamoto Ikki did not plan to continue the pursuit. The sky had become gloomy and a cold wind had gradually started to blow. He knew very well that it would probably snow tonight. He came to the defensive position built by Lin Zhenhua and could not help but exclaimed: "Wow! This is really an amazing masterpiece. The commander of this Eighth Route Army squad is definitely a genius. He actually thought of making ice bricks to construct a defensive position. It is really a great idea and can be called a miracle in the history of war!"

"To show my respect for you, I will capture you myself! Nakamura-kun, immediately have someone find a suitable location to set up camp. We will stay here tonight, and we will pursue you tomorrow depending on the situation!"

Lijiazhuang Command Center.

After getting up in the morning, Lin Zhenhua walked slowly to the command center. After a night's sleep, he finally recovered most of his energy. There were still many things he needed to deal with, so he couldn't sit still.

"Comrades, this time we went out and rescued the villagers of Duanjiazhuang, but then we were chased by the devils. We had no choice but to settle the villagers of Duanjiazhuang in Qingfeng Village. Our mission is half completed."

"It snowed moderately last night, and all the traces we left when we returned were covered by the snow. Finally, we don't have to worry anymore. The Japanese are following the map. We can all rest assured for the time being. We should take this opportunity to increase production and replenish ammunition and shells so that we can continue to fight the Japanese!"

"First Platoon Leader, I forgot to ask you before, did Captain Li send someone back to deliver the message?"

The platoon leader shook his head and replied worriedly, "Captain Lin, there has been no news from the regiment commander for nearly half a month. I guess he was affected by the heavy snow, otherwise he would have returned long ago!"

Lin Zhenhua nodded in agreement. He did not discuss with the people below and directly gave the order: "Next, our five platoons will carry out a large-scale production campaign. Arrange a platoon of soldiers to take turns guarding the intersection every day. We must reserve a batch of usable bullets and shells in the shortest possible time to supply the consumption of the next battle!"

"We will continue to follow the previous production process. Each shift leader must strictly follow the operating specifications and complete the daily production quota."

"Nurse Tian, ​​your medical team is no exception. Hurry up and start the production of penicillin. Make sure our wounded soldiers have penicillin at all times to reduce casualties in the army!"

After making some simple arrangements for the affairs in Lijiazhuang, Lin Zhenhua silently signed in in his mind, and a pleasant system prompt sounded in his mind.

"Ding Dong, the system has signed in successfully. The reward is the method for making the drug sulfa."

Lin Zhenhua did not expect that the system would give him such a big surprise. If sulfamethoxazole was produced, he could not only use it for himself but also sell it. This would just solve the problem of his lack of money. Without money, he could not even buy raw materials, let alone engage in large-scale military production. Until now, he has been wandering outside and has not even found a suitable base.

"The damned Japanese didn't even bother to leave me a radio so that I could contact the political commissar at any time. Are they really going to force me to make one myself?"

"Oh my god. It takes so much technology to produce a radio. I have only collected three types now. In the short term, I can only seize them from the Japanese. When I have collected all the technology, I will find a way to make a radio. One day, I will equip every squad with a radio, and make the Japanese jealous!"