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Chapter 88 The side of the couch is not allowed to sleep

"Haha, Chairman Han still cares about us!"

After reading the telegram, Yang Fan just smiled and didn't take it seriously. He hadn't been silly enough yet, so how could he end up like this?

Yang Fan turned to Huang Hong and said, "It is impolite to come but not to go. Passively being beaten is not the style of our independent group!

You immediately inform Chen Ergou, and said we had to go out and do a lot of hard work, and unplug the Japanese strongholds in Xiaojing Village, Ta Village and Mengjiaqiao in one breath!

There is no need for too many people participating in the war. A maximum of 200 people is enough. Let the people participating in the war go to bed early tonight and set off on time at 4 a.m. tomorrow!”

Originally, those strongholds were fortifications and bunkers built by the 29th Army, but later they were forced to occupy them by the Japanese using tricks to force them.

However, there is no way for others to snore on the side of the bed. Yang Fan doesn’t have to worry too much about the Japanese attacking Fengtai now, so he must clean up the surrounding strongholds first!

"Haole, the group leader, I must take me there tonight! I have been a bodyguard these two days, so I have to enjoy myself, haha!"

Huang Hong nodded happily, then ran away!

"Team, this is my draft press release. Please review it carefully!"

As soon as Huang Hong left, Xie Bolian walked to Yang Fan with a small notebook and smiled.

"It's well written, very imposing and infectious! Just send it back like this!"

Yang Fan picked up the notebook and saw that the font was beautiful and the wording of the article was extremely contagious. He immediately took the board with satisfaction!

"Okay, thank you for the group!"

Xie Bolian smiled and nodded, then said in an admiring tone: "Tuanzhao, you are so powerful. The Japanese are simply vulnerable in front of you! The two battles today are really relieved!"

Yang Fan smiled and said, "This is not my own credit. It is entirely up to all the soldiers to work together to achieve such a result!

All the soldiers of our Independent Regiment are good, and their great achievements will be remembered and remembered by the people in the future!”

"Yes, we will pay 61 young lives in one day! War is always so cruel. We, our disaster-stricken and difficult China, will not know when will it be completely peaceful?"

Xie Bolian looked solemn. Today, she saw the young life disappearing in front of her eyes again and again. Seeing her strong and sound body being blown to the point of missing her arms and legs, the pain and wailing are still wandering in her ears!

Yang Fan whispered: "There will always be a darkness before dawn! I firmly believe that our Chinese nation will stand up again, and all the great powers will be attracted by it!"

"Well, I also firmly believe that there will be that day! All suffering will end, and we will usher in a brand new China!"

Xie Bolian nodded heavily, his eyes full of infinite longing and belief!

Time froze and it was four o'clock the next morning. The 200 special forces members were ready to go on time. Before leaving, Yang Fan naturally drove for them in person!

"Dear brothers, I wish you success! You must come back safely, no one is heard? Also, don't save me ammunition, use iron fists to deal with the fortifications of the Japanese fortifications and bunkers!"

The iron fist mentioned in Yang Fan's mouth does not refer to human fists, but an anti-tank grenade launcher made in Germany!

This weapon is a small pre-loaded recoil-free cannon, with a total length of less than 600 mm and a warhead diameter of 100 mm.

From the appearance, it doesn't look like the later Iron Fist, but it looks more like an enlarged grenade.

It is filled with 400 grams of explosives, which can launch the warhead at a speed of 28 meters per second for 30 meters, and the armor-breaking depth can reach 140mm!

"Please rest assured that the team will complete the task!"

"Everyone has it, salute!"

"Get on the bus and set off!"

Chen Ergou led the team to salute Yang Fan with a solemn expression, and then drove out of Fengtai City with everyone in five transport trucks.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for annihilation of 32 Japanese puppet troops in this battle, and a total of 445 points of wealth!"

The battle ended smoothly after two hours. With strong firepower and superior forces, Chen Ergou of course easily captured the three strongholds of the Japanese!

The number of casualties on our side was zero, which finally made Yang Fan very satisfied this time!

"Baga! These Chinese pigs are too bullying, and they are actually conducting night attacks! Immediately notify all garrison troops that they must take good night precautions and must not give the Chinese army an opportunity to take advantage of!"

When the news came, Kawabian Masato was so angry that he was dying again, but there was no way. With his current military strength, he was simply not as good as the independent regiment!

Although only 32 Japanese soldiers died this time, their shocking power was very great. The night was almost a nightmare for the Japanese army in Zhengsan, Hebei and Peking!

The unique performance of the independent regiment led by Yang Fan repeatedly defeated the Japanese army, which soon attracted the attention of the senior Japanese leaders. The special high school departments and special departments began to draw elite forces to form joint combat units in a targeted manner!

Didi!

Didi!

As soon as it was dawn, two transport vehicles transporting the bodies of the fallen soldiers of the Independent Regiment hung white cloth and honked their horns all the way into Gaomi County!

"Start the cannon! Welcome the loyal soul heroes home!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Wuwuwu, my father, I'm here to pick you up home!"

"You are all good friends in Gaomi! The Gaomi family members will not forget you, and the Chinese people will not forget you!"

The leaders at all levels of the county government and all civil servants, as well as the families of martyrs and the people of Gaomi who received the news, were all wearing mourning clothes and mourning clothes, and had been waiting quietly at the city gate. When they saw the hearse coming back, they cried and rushed over.

The martyrs' family was so moved that they cried and felt extremely sad, but everyone had no complaints or regrets, but instead they were full of pride and gratitude!

Because they know what it means to be responsible for the rise and fall of the world, because they know that their relatives are all upright anti-Japanese heroes, because they know that it is very difficult to send their relatives home and be buried in peace!

"What a good soldier, what a good commoner! Damn Japanese, you will definitely not die well!"

Seeing the bodies of martyrs lifted out of the carriage, recalling their energetic young faces before going to war, Wu Rongbang felt extremely uncomfortable in his tears!

"Dad! I decided to go north with the convoy, and I would also go and kill the Japanese!"

Wu Juan knew yesterday that the transport truck would soon return to the front line of Peking with supplies. She didn't sleep well last night. After repeated ideological struggles, she decided to go to the front line no matter what!

"Hey! If you want to go, go. After seeing Yang Fan, you told him that the Japanese were going to fight. Our people must also protect them! Our blood cannot be in vain!"
Chapter completed!
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