"Company Commander, the regiment headquarters ordered us to go to the vicinity of Zhangkou to help the people in Zhangkou carry out the task of collecting the harvest." The correspondent rushed to the ground with a telegram to report.

"Yes!" Chen Han stood up and replied, "Returning to the regiment headquarters, our company has completed the task of collecting villages near the Yangjia Village headquarters, and will set off and hurry to Zhangkou immediately."

"Yes!" The correspondent raised his hand to salute, turned around and went back to call back.

"boom…"

A Japanese reconnaissance plane flew over the sky.

During this period, the Japanese often used reconnaissance planes to hover over Chahar Province to perform low-altitude reconnaissance missions. However, all the soldiers in the regiment helped the people to seize the harvest were wearing agricultural suits and integrated into the people's group. Even reconnaissance planes were difficult to obtain accurate information.

Often they fly around and leave.

Some of the soldiers in the company were just locals, and the Japanese sent puppet troops into the village to investigate and found no clues.

This is the power of guerrilla warfare.

Chen Han looked up, took his head back, and put down his sickle.

"Company Commander."

A platoon leader held a gun and leaned forward, saying, "The Japanese planes have come more and more frequently recently."

His eyes were still following the Japanese plane.

Chen Han nodded slightly and clapped his palms: "Yes, the first battalion and the second battalion have fought with the Japanese. These Japanese devils are determined to perish. We must be careful."

A row of long sighed: "I heard that several villages in Zhangbei were killed by the Japanese. The old ghost in Ning Village had no survivors. The people in the entire Jin-Cha-Hebei base were in danger."

"atrocious!"

Four words burst out coldly from Chen Han's mouth, and then he reminded carefully: "Let the soldiers clean up their things, and don't leave a military uniform or a military cap."

"Leave more ammunition for the militia to give the villagers some chance."

"yes!"

"Company Commander!"

A row leader saluted and replied.

Immediately, the soldiers of the Iron Cavalry Company began to pack up their equipment and were about to transfer to their base.

If you remember correctly, the villages that were slaughtered by the Japanese found a military uniform and a military cap from the farmers' homes because the Japanese found them.

Those military uniforms and hats are left by the farmer's sons at home or by the child's father...

He didn't want the tragedy to happen again in Yangjia Village.

The land in Zhangkou area is more fertile and the rural farming area is wider. Several main groups have already entered the harvesting operation. At present, the farmland in several areas near Yangjia Village has been harvested, and the remaining work is left to the villagers to leave.

When the soldiers began to pack up their things, the farmers in the village were reluctant to leave, and some elders even kept them in tears.

However, the company commander gave a dead order and did not keep a single item, and he could not collect a single bit of food!

The soldiers obey orders!

According to the words of the elders and fellow villagers, there is a sense of security in the village.

The soldiers are their sons, and they don't want their son to leave home.

Chen Han cleaned up his things at Widow Li's house, and put the gun in his arms and was about to step out of the house, but Widow Li held the cloth belt around his waist tightly, her eyes filled with tears: "Company Commander, can't you stay for one night?"

"I'll make you roast pork!"

"I have already agreed to the country." Chen Han took a deep breath and gritted his teeth.

"Then you should leave me a memorial... I don't want military uniforms and party emblems, leave me a pistol. If there are ghosts coming, I will keep you up!" Widow Li shouted.

Chen Han was stunned for a moment.

He really didn't want Widow Li to keep his integrity or something. The relationship between the two was very clear, just a love-loving and willing love, and a friend.

However, when I think of the Japanese's cruel atrocities, if something happens to Yangjia Village, Widow Li grits her teeth and endures it, and a bayonet can't escape it.

What's more, Widow Li is so arrogant that she can't bear to suffer in vain.

So he untied a shell gun around his waist, checked the bullets in the gun, turned off the security, and threw the gun onto the bed with his hand.

"When encountering something, think about killing first, don't just think about keeping your rituals."

Chen Han reminded.

Widow Li turned around and sat in front of the bed, threw herself at the pistol, and looked back at him.

"As I teach you, don't take it out if you have nothing to do." Chen Han lifted the curtain and turned over his horse.

The Japanese have been operating frequently recently. In addition to small guerrilla war battles, the Japanese Second Brigade has been continuously going deep into Chahar Province and has fought several tough battles with the Fourth Regiment. It is estimated that the plot of "Cheating the Wind" will be this fall.

But one autumn is not short.

What's more, the division and regiment headquarters are already aware of the frequent movements of the Japanese.

As a time traveler, Chen Han may not be able to help even if he has the ability to predict in advance under military and national affairs.

Because every decision made by the general in the command center is carefully analyzed and combined with intelligence, how can he make random judgments based on a suggestion?

If that were the case, the Iron Cavalry Company would have been defeated by the Japanese before this fall.

Chen Han didn't know the precise date of the Japanese operations, so he could only train soldiers silently, accumulate guns and bullets, wait for that day to arrive, or hope that the command center will have new intelligence progress.

Three days of march.

Chen Han led the Iron Cavalry Company to a village near Zhangkou, where the soldiers of the Independence Corps were scrambling to collect food in the village.

Under the leadership of a soldier, Chen Han entered the field and passed through a corn field.

"Click!" He stood and saluted: "Captain, the entire Iron Cavalry Company has 213 people reported to you."

"Good guy, two hundred and thirteen people, really deserve to be the Iron Cavalry Company?" Ma Renxing put down the corn pole in his hand and turned around and laughed at the staff officers: "The companies in the Third Battalion belong to your Iron Cavalry Company the fastest!"

"I'm tired of rushing, go down and rest first."

"Report to the regiment commander, the Iron Cavalry Company applies to the entire company to join the collection mission." Chen Han said in a tough voice.

"Can you do it?" Ma Renxing clenched his fists and gently hammered his shoulders. Chen Han didn't move at all, shouting loudly: "The Iron Cavalry Company is a terrible attack!"

"The Iron Cavalry Company is a battle of iron!!!" Tianbian, more than 200 soldiers rode war horses, and heard the sound and responded loudly in an unison.

The response sounded throughout the world.

The soldiers of the regiment headquarters were stunned for a moment and looked up.

Ma Renxing hit his chest hard and praised: "Good man! I am worthy of being my soldier!"

"I ordered all the Iron Cavalry to have it! Join the harvest mission immediately!"

"Yes! Commander!" Chen Han raised his hand to salute, then leaned over and picked up a sickle, and joined the rushing mission without saying a word.

"Crazy!" More than 200 soldiers by the field also dismounted, tied the reins of the horse by the tree, rolled up their sleeves and went downstairs to work.

It is a serious crime to indulge the army and horses to trample on the grain fields, and the Eighth Route Army will not do this. The forces of the four battalions of the Cavalry Regiment are currently all gathered in villages near Zhangkou. There are two people in the regiment headquarters alone, and a large area of ​​farmland has been confiscated.

The morning's work ended.

Chen Han, Ma Renxing and others hid by the river to rest. After eating dry food, they went down the river to fish out an iced watermelon.

After the Chief of Staff broke through the watermelon, Ma Renxing smiled and said, "I'm going to give you a condolence!"

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