After graduating from Huangpu, he rose to prominence as a regiment leader.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host..."

A familiar mechanical prompt sound came from his ear, and Qin Feng, whose brain was in a drowsy state, came back to his senses a little.

But this was only enough to bring him back to his senses. His brain was like a mess and he had no time to think about more.

"Is the battle in Cangyunling over, or has the Yamamoto special forces been eliminated?" Qin Feng licked his cracked lips. His throat was almost smoking with thirst.

Forget it, I'd better close my eyes and rest for a while. Qin Feng closed his eyes and tried to let himself continue to rest.

Beside him, Wang Ke was hiding behind a bunker with a gun in his hand, extremely vigilant to prevent any possible threats.

Soon, the figures of Zhou Weiguo and others came into her sight.

"Zhou Weiguo and the others are back?" Wang Ke was stunned at first, and then his eyes fell behind Zhou Weiguo and the others.

What attracted her attention at this moment were the submachine guns hanging behind Zhou Weiguo and his soldiers, which were obviously captured from the Japanese.

So, the plan was successful?

Wang Ke blinked, trying to digest this fact.

Zhou Weiguo and his men soon arrived, and he dismounted directly: "Sir! I have fulfilled my mission! I have successfully completed your order!"

Zhou Weiguo was very excited at this time because he successfully proved his talent through a battle.

"Speak a little quieter. Commander Qin has a high fever." Wang Ke signaled Zhou Weiguo to speak less loudly.

"Commander has a high fever? Did he faint?" Zhou Weiguo looked at Qin Feng, who was leaning on the slope at this time, looking like he was unconscious.

"Hiss! What are you still standing there for? Someone, get a stretcher so the commander can lie down and rest!" Zhou Weiguo immediately began to give orders.

"...It hasn't come to that. I'm not dead yet." Qin Feng's voice came faintly from the side.

Zhou Weiguo was stunned, then he looked at Qin Feng who had opened his eyes at some point and was just looking at him.

"Ahem!" He couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed because he had indeed exaggerated just now.

Wang Ke came forward in surprise: "Sir, are you awake?"

Qin Feng pointed to the kettle, and Wang Ke handed it to him. He took it and drank two sips.

After moistening his throat, Qin Feng asked, "How is the Yamamoto Special Forces doing?"

Zhou Weiguo: "They were forced to retreat. The Eighth Route Army had already discovered them. They probably knew that their decapitation plan had failed."

"Yes." Qin Feng nodded, "What are the casualties?"

Speaking of this, Zhou Weiguo straightened his chest and said, "Only two people were slightly injured, and no one died!"

"Good." Qin Feng did not hesitate to praise. It was indeed the best situation that no one was sacrificed.

These soldiers who have experienced war and have certain experience can continuously train new recruits, and it is best if they do not sacrifice themselves.

After saying a few words, Qin Feng felt his mouth getting dry again. With a fever, his back was sweating constantly and he urgently needed water.

"Is there any more water?" Qin Feng asked.

Wang Ke quickly replied, "I'll do it now."

When picking up the empty kettle, Wang Ke couldn't help but ask again: "Sir, what should we do next? Should we go back to Cang Yunling?"

According to the plan, the crisis in Yang Village was resolved, but there was no news from the Cangyunling position yet, and they didn't know the specific situation of Yang Song and Leng Yue.

The battle situation is still unclear, so every move they make now is extremely painful.

Qin Feng pondered for a moment. He was indeed planning to return to Cangyun Ridge to join Yang Song and the others, but...

"Someone is coming!"

Zhou Weiguo's warning immediately drew everyone's attention.

"It's the Eighth Route Army. The Eighth Route Army sent people over." Zhou Weiguo saw clearly that this should be the Eighth Route Army stationed in Yangcun.

Soon, the Eighth Route Army discovered them and was approaching them.

"We are from the Eighth Route Independent Regiment. May I ask which unit of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army you are from?" The other party shouted from afar.

Zhou Weiguo, who had just joined the army, was not very familiar with reporting the number. He thought for a long time before responding, "We are from the 359th Regiment of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army."

Eighth Route Army soldier: "Brothers of the 359th Regiment, our regiment commander is very grateful for your help. Our regiment commander said that in order to express his gratitude, he invites you to come to the regiment headquarters to replenish supplies."

"This?" Zhou Weiguo looked at Qin Feng, waiting for his instructions.

Independent regiment? When Qin Feng heard this number, he immediately realized that the other party's leader was Kong Jie from the Northwest Shanxi Iron Triangle.

In other words, this move by himself has prevented Kong Jie from being branded as the "leader of the dough group".

"Promise him." Qin Feng gestured simply.

Right now, it would be useless for them to return to the Cangyunling battlefield with such a small number of people. It would be better for them to go directly to Yang Village to rest up, at least to let him have a good rest.

On the other hand, Qin Feng has made such a great contribution, not only blocking Yamamoto's special forces, but also sending troops to rescue Cangyunling. It would be unreasonable if he didn't go back to report this great achievement to Old Yan, right?

Moreover, if he had not acted decisively, the high-ranking officers of the Eighth Route Army and the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army might have been defeated by Yamamoto's special forces.

Therefore, Qin Feng plans to temporarily use the independent group's contact information to quickly cash in on his merits.

So Zhou Weiguo agreed to the Eighth Route Army soldier's request.

Soon, Qin Feng and others set out on the journey to Yang Village.

......

Cangyunling position.

The Japanese positions have now been completely evacuated, and the two sides are now in a temporary truce.

Looking at the corpses of Japanese soldiers all over the ground, Chu Yunfei licked his lips and came to the position of the troops which were also from the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army.

As soon as he arrived here, Chu Yunfei immediately asked a person who looked like a company commander: "Do you have only so many people to kill the devils?"

Seeing a senior officer wearing the uniform of the Shanxi Suiyuan Army coming, the company commander did not forget to command the soldiers to clean up the battlefield.

After explaining the matter, the company commander responded: "Sir, our regiment commander has led people to stop the Japanese field artillery regiment. This is only part of our force."

"Our regimental commander said that we must prevent the Japanese field artillery regiment from joining the battlefield, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

Chu Yunfei nodded: "Yes, your commander has a strategic vision."

Chu Yunfei nodded on the surface, but he was actually secretly relieved in his heart. He had thought that this friendly army only consisted of such a small number of people.

It wasn't clear in the smoke just now, so Chu Yunfei didn't know the exact size of this friendly force.

When he saw such a small number of people, he almost couldn't hold back. How could such a small number of people kill so many Japanese devils?

Now that he heard that the other side had divided its forces, he felt things were normal.

"If we want to kill so many devils, we need at least a reinforced regiment." Chu Yunfei nodded secretly, having already made up his mind.

"Okay, you continue with your work." Chu Yunfei passed the company commander and continued walking back.

As they were walking, Chu Yunfei suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Oh no, I forgot to ask them which group they were from!"

Otherwise, why is it said that fighting is so stressful? Chu Yunfei felt that his thinking had become a little rigid.

Normally speaking, asking for the number when meeting is the basic operation. Chu Yunfei was just paying attention to the opponent's surprisingly small number of troops.

But it doesn’t matter. Chu Yunfei just found a soldier who was cleaning the battlefield.

"Little brother, which group are you from?"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, then responded, "357th Regiment."

Hearing that it was the 357th Regiment, Chu Yunfei immediately became anxious: "Are you from the 357th Regiment? Then is your regiment commander Captain Yang Songyang?"

The soldier didn't understand why this senior officer was so excited, but he could only nod and say, "Yes, it's our Captain Yang."

After confirming this, Chu Yunfei became more excited: "Then, what about the 359th Regiment? What's the situation of the 359th Regiment? How many people are left?"

Faced with a series of inquiries, the young soldier scratched his head and said, "I'm not sure. I heard that there are only a few people left. Anyway, I haven't seen them. They should... be completely wiped out?"

Upon hearing the bad news, Chu Yunfei was struck by lightning. He took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

"The whole...the whole army was wiped out? How is this possible!!!"