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After returning to Wanjia Town, Rosen didn't dare leave the B-29 outside, after all, the paint was too eye-catching.

If the Japanese retaliate, the air force responsible for reconnaissance will be able to see it at a glance as long as they are not blind. Wouldn't they be bombed for nothing then?

So he put the B-29 back into the storage compartment.

Wei Dayong had been with Rosen for a long time and was used to his ability to put things away. According to Rosen, it was just a trick, nothing special.

Then the two of them rode Sdkfz 2 Centaurs back to the battlefield at lightning speed.

However, not only has the battle ended, even the battlefield has been cleaned up.

"Lao Luo, you are late." Li Yunlong smiled and said when he saw Luo Sen, "But it doesn't matter. Good food is never too late. I can't miss your good stuff."

As he spoke, he took out a saber and said, "This is a deputy officer's saber. I picked out the best one and gave it to you."

As he sucked his teeth, he said with some regret: "It's a pity that Hattori Naoomi's sword was blown up, otherwise..."

"Can you give it to me if it's not blown up?" Rosen took the saber, held it in his hand, put his right hand on the scabbard, and drew the sword. A cold light flashed, and with a click, the saber was sheathed again.

Wow.

The next moment, a tree next to him, as thick as a wrist, suddenly broke and fell to the ground.

"Oh, Lao Luo, you have great swordsmanship!" Li Yunlong was surprised, then he gave a thumbs up and praised him repeatedly.

"This is the Japanese sword-drawing technique." Rosen said, "It's all about taking the enemy by surprise. It's no big deal. But this sword is okay. Thank you."

"Why thank me? We are all brothers." Li Yunlong said with a smile, "In the future, when I need you, you can just send a plane to bomb me."

"As long as I'm here, of course you can." Rosen said, "But this time I caused a lot of damage with the aerial bombs I got. I don't know when I'll do it again."

"That's a bit of a pity." Li Yunlong said regretfully.

"Hey, isn't this gun Chu Yunfei's? How did it end up in your hands?" Rosen saw the pistol on his waist and couldn't help asking curiously. (Note)

"I just gave him a lieutenant's sword, and he returned my gun in return." Li Yunlong took out the gun and handed it to Rosen, saying, "Take a look, what do you think?"

"Interesting, Chu Yunfei has something really rare in his hand." Rosen said with a smile: "This is a pocket-sized Browning M1906, caliber 6.35mm, called Baby in English, commonly known as a baby pistol, it's not suitable for you to use."

"You are absolutely right. This is totally inappropriate." Li Yunlong held the gun as if it were a piece of red-hot charcoal and quickly put it back into the holster.

He muttered, "Just now Chu Yunfei told me that there was only one pair of these guns when they left the factory, one female and one male. I even specifically asked for a male. It turns out that these two aren't a couple, but twins!"

"Haha." Rosen couldn't help laughing. He looked at the deputy officer's knife in his hand, then looked at Li Yunlong and said, "I just realized what you were saying."

"No, no, definitely not." Li Yunlong waved his hands quickly.

"It doesn't matter if you have one. It's just a gun. I'll give you one too." Rosen took out an M1911 from the storage compartment and handed it to him, saying, "This thing is suitable for you. Except for the small amount of ammunition, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Oh, big-eyed rifle, this is a good thing." Li Yunlong did not back down at all, and took the M1911 directly, saying with a smile: "Since you are so kind, Lao Luo, I will accept it. Remember to give me a box of bullets."

After exchanging gifts and chatting for a while, Li Yunlong said seriously: "Lao Luo, I have to remind you. This time you bombarded, shot, and bombed with aircraft. Not only did you kill the observation group of the North China Expeditionary Army, you also killed the 49th Brigade. The devils will definitely not let it go like this."

"Then come on, who's afraid of who?" Rosen said nonchalantly, "My Wanjia Town is right there, and they are always welcome to come and ask for advice."

"Are you really not afraid?" Li Yunlong asked.

"What are you afraid of?" Rosen said, "If you can beat them, then fight. If you can't, then run. If it doesn't work, I will disband the troops and kill Kozuka Kazuo single-handedly."

"Not really, not really. This is just a last resort." Li Yunlong looked at Rosen and said, "Have you ever thought of finding a big tree to lean against for shade?"

"Big trees are good, but they need to be managed." Rosen understood what he meant, but did not express his opinion directly. He looked at him and said, "You have made a great contribution by killing the North China Observation Group this time. Do you have any reward when you go back?"

"Hey, it's good enough that you don't get punished." Li Yunlong said.

"You see, so I'll just do it this way for now. I'm just an ordinary citizen, and I just want to be free."

When Li Yunlong heard Rosen say this, he knew that he couldn't persuade him for the time being, so he didn't continue to dwell on this topic and instead discussed the distribution of spoils with him.

Although a large number of enemies were annihilated in this battle, the supplies seized were not necessarily as much as what Rosen had moved from the armory before.

However, both parties had agreed in advance that the spoils of joint warfare would be distributed according to their respective contributions.

So, when fighting together, of course you have to charge forward bravely and kill the enemy courageously, but when dividing the spoils you naturally cannot be too generous, you have to be careful when necessary, otherwise you will be letting down your soldiers for their hard work.

However, Rosen was not willing to do such things as talking nonsense, so he handed the task over to Lao Yao.

Old Yao was a veteran who had fought in many wars for many years. He was talkative, mean, and thick-skinned. He and Li Yunlong could argue over a Type 38 rifle, from the July 7 Incident to the Battle of Xinkou...

Rosen, who was listening to them, felt so tired for them that he turned around and strolled towards a small hill nearby.

When Wei Dayong saw this, he hurriedly followed quietly, his hands resting on the handle of the box gun at his waist, looking around vigilantly.

"Monk, I found a job for you, do you want to do it?" After walking 1,800 meters along the ridge covered with weeds, Rosen suddenly stopped, turned and said to Wei Dayong.

"What job?" Wei Dayong asked.

"After I return, I plan to completely dismantle the mixed brigade."

Rosen said: "I will give you an infantry battalion, a cavalry battalion, and an artillery company. You take them away from Wanjia Town and settle somewhere else."

"Why do you want to tear it down if it's all right?" Wei Dayong asked puzzledly.

"When we went to Taiyuan and caused a big commotion, we already had the Japanese know about it. Even if they didn't know it was us at the time, they probably know it now."

Rosen said, "This time, we not only wiped out the North China Expeditionary Army's officer observation group, but also killed more than a hundred Japanese officers. We also destroyed the Fourth Brigade and even beat the Ninth Brigade half to a pulp. If you were the Japanese, what would you do?"

"They will definitely fight us to the death." Wei Dayong said.

"Yes, those mad dogs of the Japs will definitely do that."

Rosen said, "Unless we pin them to the ground, slit their throats, and drain their blood, they will be afraid and kneel on the ground and call you daddy. Otherwise, they will pounce on you endlessly, baring their teeth and biting you until you bleed profusely and become exhausted."