Bright Sword: Starting from the Improved Grenade

"Brigade Commander, a fellow villager is looking for you!"

Inside the temporary command post of the motorized infantry brigade, a guard found Li Yunlong and said.

"Fellow villager? Here?"

Li Yunlong was a little surprised, he didn't know anyone here!

"Bring it in!"

However, Zhao Gang on the side thought of something and waved his hand to ask the guard to bring the person in for a check.

"Hello Sir!"

The herdsman Zatmaha walked in and bowed to Zhao Gang.

"It's you!"

Zhao Gang looked at the visitor with surprise: "What are you doing here, fellow villager?"

"Hello, sir!"

Zatmaha first greeted Li Yunlong, then took off the bag on his back and handed it to Zhao Gang respectfully: "This is the cheese and butter I made myself, please accept it!"

"this....."

Zhao Gang looked at Li Yunlong, and seeing that he didn't say anything, he could only push the bag away in embarrassment.

"My fellow countryman, we in the Eighth Route Army have disciplines and cannot take even a single needle or thread from the people. You are making it very difficult for me to do this!"

"Yes!"

At this time Li Yunlong walked up carelessly and patted Zhao Gang on the shoulder.

"We, Lao Zhao, are educated people. We would never dare to take bribes. If you have any problem, just tell us. We will help you if we can."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Zhao Gang rolled his eyes at Li Yunlong, then turned to look at Zatmaha: "My fellow countryman, I don't want the gift. Just tell me if you have any difficulties!"

“It’s not that difficult!”

Zatmaha hesitated for a moment and then slowly said, "It's like this. Last month you gave me a bag of flour and I made it into noodles."

"I've never eaten such delicious food. You don't know that we usually eat steamed bread made of grains and wild vegetables."

"Multi-grain steamed bread?"

Li Yunlong asked curiously, "My fellow villager, I heard that you herded a lot of sheep that day!"

"I can't afford mutton, but can I not eat dairy products every day?"

"What!"

Zatmaha said helplessly: "Those sheep are not mine. They used to belong to Master Hayi, but after democracy came, they became the property of another nobleman."

"I have always been helping others herd sheep. The people in our yurt are all helping others herd cattle and sheep."

"It seems that Outer Mongolia and Inner Mongolia are similar, both are run by nobles!"

Zhao Gang said to Li Yunlong, and he probably guessed what this person wanted to do!

"Since you came to see us, you must have known something about our policies!"

"Yes."

Zatmaha nodded expectantly: "Kill the local tyrants and divide the land, and let the people be the masters of their own house!"

"I know a lot!"

Li Yunlong joked.

"I would like to invite the Eighth Route Army to enter Outer Mongolia, drive away the Soviets, and lead us on the road to prosperity!"

Zatmaha said seriously.

Zhao Gang felt a little embarrassed when he heard this. It’s not that he didn’t want to lead his troops to retake Outer Mongolia, but the situation in Outer Mongolia was very complicated.

Strictly speaking, Outer Mongolia is now ruled by the Communist Party.

It was just that the International Communist Party and the Soviets jointly ruled Outer Mongolia, and it was difficult for the Eighth Route Army to enter Outer Mongolia without a legitimate reason.

"I think we should report it to the central government first!"

Li Yunlong said to Zhao Gang: "It is a good thing that fellow villagers from Outer Mongolia took the initiative to invite us, but we still have to see the opinion of the central government!"

"Well, that makes sense!"

Zhao Gang looked at Zatmaha and said with a faint smile: "Fellow countryman, you can rest here for a while. We will report the situation to the higher authorities and see what the central government says!"

"it is good!"

Zatmaha added a little worriedly: "You must think about it carefully. We in that yurt hope that you can come!"

"Don't worry, we will definitely consider it carefully!"

Zhao Gang comforted her and asked the guards to take Zatmaha away to rest.

"Report, Taoyuan Murakami is back!"

Li Yunlong heard the guard's report and glanced at Zhao Gang: "Okay, you go send the telegram, I'll deal with the bunker!"

"no problem!"

..............

Li Yunlong left the temporary command post, took Taoyuan Murakami to a secluded place, and asked, "What's the situation?"

“The situation is very favorable for us!”

Taoyuan Murakami said excitedly: "Although the commander of the Tianze Division who is in charge of the bunker group does not want to surrender, the soldiers under him are not so determined!"

"I don't think there's any need to negotiate with them. We just need to persuade those low-level soldiers to surrender."

"They have fewer desires, and they will surrender for a good meal and a few dollars!"

"If more people are persuaded to surrender, and the treatment after surrender is better, I estimate that within a month, half of the small bunkers will surrender!"

"By then, the remaining bunkers will be in a state of panic. If we just apply a little pressure, they will surely rush to surrender!"

"Hahaha, Taoyuan Murakami, I was not wrong about you!"

Li Yunlong happily patted Taoyuan Murakami on the shoulder and praised him, "You are really a talented boy!"

"Well, I'll leave the task of persuading you to surrender to the enemy. If you do a good job, I'll transfer you out of the special forces and let you lead an army on your own. How about that?"

"Thank you, Brigade Commander, for your cultivation!"

Taoyuan Murakami excitedly bowed 90 degrees and said, "I will do my best until my death!"

"Haha, go write a plan. If you need anything, just write a note and ask the head of logistics for it."

"Yes!"

Afterwards, Li Yunlong took Taoyuan Murakami to the logistics chief and gave him instructions.

Wei Dayong was also ordered to lead the special forces company to cooperate with Taoyuan Murakami to persuade the Japanese soldiers in the bunker to surrender.

"Lao Li, you're back!"

Li Yunlong had just finished dealing with matters in Taoyuan Village and returned to the temporary command center. Before he even sat down to drink a sip of water, Zhao Gang walked in with a telegram.

"There's something good going on!"

"What's so good that makes you so happy?"

Li Yunlong asked in confusion.

"The higher-ups are planning to send a working group over here to go back to Outer Mongolia with Zatmaha, and to develop our own party members in Outer Mongolia."

Zhao Gang handed the telegram to Li Yunlong and explained with a smile: "This shows that the central government will not give up Outer Mongolia. The land taken away by the Soviet Union will be taken back sooner or later!"

"That's a good thing!"

Li Yunlong took the telegram and read it: "Why do we have to let Zatmaha join the party?"

"This guy is too fast!"

"Special matters should be handled specially!"

Zhao Gang understood the central government's approach very well. With an invitation from a party member from Outer Mongolia, all their actions would have to be more formal!

"Then let you handle this matter!"

Li Yunlong returned the telegram to Zhao Gang. He didn't like all these roundabout ways.

"I'll do it, I'll do it!"

Two days later, the members of the Zatmaha Party returned to Outer Mongolia with some silver dollars and several pistols, under the protection of six working group members.