Draw the sword and cure the fear of insufficient firepower

Headquarters of the 1st Infantry Regiment.

"Commander, Commander, people from Zuoguo are here."

Lin Tianzheng and Fang Zheng were studying the battle situation when a soldier reported from the door.

"Let him in." Lin Tian said.

"Hello, Master Ba...Hello, Master Ba."

"Our brigade commander asked me to come and meet with Master Ba."

"We really want to surrender..."

After a while, a leper dressed as a beggar came in with his back bent, and started nodding and speaking as soon as he came in.

Lin Tian winked at Fang Zheng and asked him to talk to him.

"I know what your brigade commander means, but we will not easily accept the surrender of the Locust Army now."

"You have harmed so many people. You must die if you surrender, and you must die if you don't surrender."

Fang Zheng said calmly.

"Eighth Master! No, Eighth Master! You agreed last time..." Lai Zi was shocked when he heard that, and he knelt on the ground crying and begging for mercy.

"Shut up! Listen to what our leader has to say!"

Before Laizi could finish his words, he was interrupted by a monk beside him.

The laizi quickly stopped talking, raised his head and glanced at the monk, just in time to see the monk's ferocious expression, which scared the laizi badly.

"But if you surrender sincerely, we can accept it at our discretion." Fang Zheng changed the subject and Lai Zi burst into tears of joy.

"If you want to survive, you can't just surrender. I have a red and black account book here, which records the deeds of each of your puppet soldiers in detail."

"Our principle is that anyone who causes harm to the people will be shot."

"If you want to survive, you have to show some sincerity and make some achievements."

Fang Zheng looked at Lai Zi and said in a cold tone.

He really didn't have a good attitude towards these traitors.

"Please tell us, Master Eight, we are willing to make contributions!" Lai Zi quickly agreed after hearing this.

No matter what, let’s first listen to what the Eighth Route Army has to say.

At least there is a way to survive...

"The devils have held a large number of civilians hostage, so we are afraid to attack the city on a large scale. You know this too."

"Tonight, at ten o'clock, our troops will retreat twenty miles. You must either disarm or kill the Japanese in the city. Do not let them harm the civilians."

"Go back and tell your brigade commander to find a way to send out a platoon of puppet soldiers in uniform."

"We will send someone to sneak into the city and work with you guys when the time comes."

"Leave the tough bones to our people, and you go deal with those fewer Japanese."

Fang Zheng didn't beat around the bush. The sooner this matter was settled, the better.

Otherwise, the group's progress would be delayed by Chang County for too long.

"No problem! I'll tell our brigade commander when I get back! I'll bring the clothes out then."

Laizi quickly agreed.

Although it is too dangerous to let them fight the Japanese, at least this is one way.

Moreover, the Eighth Route Army also sent a queue member to help them.

This has an 80% success rate.

"Go back and tell them this. Remember to signal when you bring the clothes."

Fang Zheng nodded and gave an instruction.

"Yes! Master Ba!"

Laizi agreed promptly and left.

"Commander, let's leave one platoon here to hide, and the main force will withdraw first." Looking at Laizi's leaving back, Fang Zheng asked.

"You are the leader here, so you make the decision. I am just here to join in the fun and will not interfere with your command. I am not a master of micro-control." Lin Tian said with a smile, then sat down and drank tea.

"Hahaha, that's fine." Fang Zheng laughed, "Messenger, order the troops to retreat 20 miles to Chang County. Let the second platoon of the first battalion stay behind to hide. Ask their platoon leader to come see me."

Several messengers hurried to do it.

"Hehe, Commander, I want to go too..." the monk said with a silly smile.

"Okay, go ahead. I'll be absolutely safe in Lao Fang's regiment headquarters." Lin Tian looked at the monk and agreed. This guy still prefers fighting the Japanese.

A few minutes later, the 1st Infantry Regiment and local troops retreated across the board.

Even the tent was taken down.

Fang Zheng told the plan to the platoon leader Zhang Hu of the second platoon. Zhang Hu was eager to try it out, so he and the monk took the troops into hiding, waiting for Laizi to deliver the clothes.

……

Inside the city.

In the office of Fujita, commander of the Changxian Garrison Regiment.

"Report to the regiment commander, the Eighth Route Army outside the city has retreated, and the artillery positions have been dismantled!"

A Japanese soldier reported.

"What? The Eighth Route Army is so cunning, this might be their conspiracy!" Fujita stood up after hearing this and thought with his eyes narrowed.

"Report to the commander, it looks like the Eighth Route Army is heading somewhere else. They are retreating very quickly and show no signs of stopping!"

The Japanese soldier continued to report.

"Yoshi! Yoshi!"

"It looks like our hostage-taking is quite effective. Hahaha. We can report this approach so that other locust armies can use it as a reference!"

Fujita's face was full of surprise, he kept clapping and said with a smile.

His tone was full of pride and complacency.

How about more than 10,000 people?

So what about tanks and cannons?

You still can’t do anything to us!

"Let the warriors take turns to rest, and let the singer comfort them. The warriors have worked hard these past few days."

Fujita touched his lips and spoke in a fanciful way.

The singer who was sent by the higher-ups to express her condolences had just entered the city, and before she had time to experience it, the city was surrounded by the Eighth Route Army.

This made Fujita very nervous and he had no time to enjoy himself.

He actually likes this very much, but these past few days he felt like he was being scratched by a cat, and felt very uncomfortable.

Now, the Eighth Route Army has no choice but to retreat because of its own failure.

He finally has the time and the mood...

"Hehe, yes! The commander is wise!" The Japanese soldier, who was originally sleepy, immediately became energetic after hearing these words.

"Why don't you go quickly? Bring Miss Haruko to me. I heard that her husband died of illness, and she came to comfort us voluntarily in order to avenge her husband..."

Fujita said excitedly.

"Hi!"

The Japanese soldiers were in high spirits and ran away.

Ten minutes later, the Japanese army camp was filled with laughter and joy...

Fujita was already fast asleep.

……

"Commander, the Japanese soldiers all went to see the singer, and the old Japanese Fujita even called one for him alone."

"The Japanese are all gathered now, and their weapons are outside the door. This is a good opportunity!"

Laizi came back excitedly and reported.

"Damn it, these little devils really know how to enjoy themselves. Let's do it quickly. Master Ba's plan will definitely work, and we can survive!"

Upon hearing this, Zuo Guo was overjoyed and couldn't help laughing.

As soon as Lai Zi came back, he conveyed the Eighth Route Army's intention to Zuo Guo, and Zuo Guo agreed without even thinking about it.

This is his last chance, he can't refuse the honor given by Mr. Ba.

"You should go quickly. Once Mr. Ba's men arrive, take action immediately!" Zuo Guo couldn't wait any longer and urged.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Laizi also replied with a smile.

……

outside the city.

"Damn it, this dog-skin uniform is so ugly!" The monk and Zhang Hu put on the puppet army uniforms brought by Laizi while cursing.

The other soldiers also looked disgusted.

"Ah...hahahaha..." The old man's face turned red, he felt feverish and gave a few awkward dry laughs.

The Locust Army is nothing but dogs, idiots.