The boss was also a little surprised. Even the Japanese bombers were dispatched, and the target was actually the little regiment leader...

Logically speaking, how could a regiment leader be worthy of such a big fanfare from the Japanese?

Actually, they were treated better by the Japanese than brigade commanders, division commanders and bosses.

The chief of staff smiled and said: "According to the information I learned, at one o'clock last night, the Japanese pretended to be in eight groups and sneaked into the base area, preparing to go to Wayao Village to rescue the Japanese prince."

The boss asked: "What's the result?"

The chief of staff said: "In the end, these Japs asked the 386th Brigade to make dumplings."

The boss asked: "What does that have to do with Li Yunlong?"

The chief of staff said: "Boss, do you still remember the Yamamoto special agent team that attacked the independent regiment more than a year ago?"

"Why don't you remember?" the boss said, "After that incident, Li Yunlong was asked to serve as the leader of the independent group. Could it be that it was this Yamamoto special agent team that wanted to rescue the Japanese prince?"

"According to the intelligence, the Yamamoto special agent team was originally going to rescue the Japanese prince. For some unknown reason, the Yamamoto special agent team found a group of Japanese soldiers to rescue the Japanese prince, but they secretly went to Yangcun to attack the independent regiment headquarters.

It occurred to me that Li Yunlong had already prepared, annihilated all the Japs, and killed the special agent captain Yamamoto."

"The sneak attack failed, and the Japanese were so angry that they sent out planes. Unexpectedly, they did not kill Li Yunlong."

The boss said: "This Li Yunlong," this Li Yunlong, is a devil of a man. The Japanese sent special agents and bombers, but they didn't even harm him!"

The chief of staff said: "It was not Li Yunlong's idea to crush the Japanese conspiracy these two times."

"Oh?" The boss said in surprise: "If it's not Li Yunlong, then who is it?"

Li Yunlong had many tricks up his sleeve when fighting against the Japanese. The boss always knew this, but he also knew that Li Yunlong was more unambiguous when it came to causing trouble.

The chief of staff said: "Including setting up an ambush in Yangcun and immediately evacuating Yangcun and surrounding villages. These were the ideas of the chief of staff of the independent regiment. Not only did they completely annihilate the Yamamoto special forces, they also caused the Japanese to lose so many aerial bombs in vain. This

Once again, Shinozuka Yoshio lost his wife and lost his troops."

The boss looked extremely satisfied and said happily: "Wei Dayong, this guy, does have a lot of skills. In time, he will definitely be able to shoulder important responsibilities!"

Compared with veteran regiment leaders like Li Yunlong, Wei Dayong's military exploits are sufficient, but his qualifications are still too low.

Although there is no seniority in the Eighth Route Army, Wei Dayong and those experienced regiment-level cadres who have experienced the uprising, Jinggangshan during the Red Army, the Long March, the Sichuan-Shaanxi base area, and the Eighth Route Army, he can now be promoted to the deputy regiment level, which already belongs to

They are the most awesome group.

"Yes!" The Chief of Staff also praised, "This guy Wei Dayong not only has innovative thinking, but is also good at using tactics. He is a cadre who can lead troops to victory!"

The boss changed the topic and asked: "Yoshio Shinozuka has finished swinging the two axes. Let's see what other tricks he has. By the way, what did Yoshio Shinozuka say? What price has he set?"

The chief of staff said: "The latest news is that Yoshio Shinozuka is willing to exchange a brigade of weapons and equipment and 30 prisoners of war for the Japanese prince."

"It's not enough!" the boss said with a serious look, "Let Yoshio Shinozuka continue to increase the price!"

The chief of staff said: "However, the Japanese are also asking us what price we want."

"What price?" the boss hummed, "If I offer a division's weapons and equipment to release all captured Eighth Route Army soldiers, can Yoshio Shinozuka afford it?"

The chief of staff asked: "So...boss, what is your psychological price?"

The boss said: "Unless it's a brigade's weapons and equipment and 300 captured Eighth Route Army soldiers, there's no need to talk!"

"Understood!" The chief of staff nodded, "When you say that, I feel confident!"

…

129th Division Headquarters Field Hospital.

Wang Gensheng was lying on the hospital bed, feeling a little bored.

He could have been discharged from the hospital yesterday, but the hospital forced him to stay and said he would be under observation for two more days.

There have been fewer battles recently, and there are not many wounded soldiers. In addition, the Independent Regiment, the 386th Brigade and the Logistics Department have sent a lot of horse meat supplies. There is oil and water in every meal, and the injured soldiers are recovering faster than before.

And all of this is thanks to the 386th Brigade Independent Regiment.

The doctors and nurses in the field hospital treated the wounded of the Independent Regiment with much more enthusiasm than they did with other troops.

Wang Gensheng's injury has not only healed, but he is now able to move freely, but he has actually wanted to return to the team for a long time.

He knew that the battalion commander and his comrades had come to see him, but he was still very weak that day and was in a deep sleep, so he did not see Wei Dayong or the others.

A nurse with a ponytail came in carrying a tray, wearing a white nurse uniform and a mask, but she didn't dare to look at people with her eyes, and her personality was a bit inferior and introverted.

Her name was Yang Xiujuan, and she was the nurse who took care of the wounded. When Wang Gensheng was still unable to move, it was Yang Xiujuan who fed him bite by bite.

Yang Xiujuan put the tray on the table: "Wang Gensheng, raise your right hand and give the injection."

"Nurse Yang, please be gentle, don't break my hand." Wang Gensheng said, "I still have to save my arm to kill the Japanese."

Yang Xiujuan said nothing.

Wang Gensheng stood up from the bed and raised his arms: "Nurse Yang, when can I be discharged from the hospital? Many of the wounded who entered the hospital with me have already been discharged."

"I don't know." Yang Xiujuan said, "Ask Dr. Cui."

Wang Gensheng said: "Doctor Cui said that my injury is no longer serious, but she refused to let me leave the hospital and said that I would be under observation for two more days."

Yang Xiujuan said very little: "Then we will observe it for two more days."

"But my injury has healed." Wang Gensheng asked, "Is there anything to observe?"

Yang Xiujuan said again: "It's useless for you to tell me, you have to ask Dr. Cui."

Wang Gensheng said: "Nurse Yang, help me talk to Dr. Cui. I'm almost getting rusty if I stay in the field hospital."

Yang Xiujuan, who usually spoke little, turned around in surprise and asked: "Many wounded people want to stay in the hospital for a few more days, but you really want to return to the team and go to the battlefield?"

"It's so boring to stay in the hospital." Wang Gensheng lay back on the bed and sighed, "You don't know, during the more than half a month I stayed in the field hospital, my comrades killed countless Japanese soldiers. I didn't catch up.

What a pity."

"Bragging! Are the Japanese so easy to kill?"

Yang Xiujuan rolled her eyes at Wang Gensheng, then walked out with the tray.

Wang Gensheng didn't explain either. He lay on the bed and recalled in his mind those passionate years in the Special Operations Battalion of the Independent Regiment.

A few minutes later, Wang Gensheng heard loud noises and crying coming from outside the ward.

Together with several wounded people in the ward, we walked outside.

As soon as she walked out of the ward, she saw Yang Xiujuan running out of a private ward with her mouth covered and tears streaming down her face.

Several nurses and doctors rushed over to comfort Yang Xiujuan.

From that ward, a lame Japanese man came out chattering.

Wang Gensheng had studied Japanese with Chen Feng and knew some Japanese. This Japanese was yelling about wanting to file a complaint.

Yang Xiujuan cried and told the doctors and nurses that the wounded Japanese soldiers wanted to molest her while she was getting injections.

After hearing this, the soldiers and doctors immediately looked at the wounded Japanese soldiers angrily.

But no one took action.

Some soldiers asked the political commissar of the field hospital to handle the matter.

The Eighth Route Army had a preferential treatment policy for wounded soldiers, and no beating or scolding was allowed. Japanese wounded soldiers were also treated better in the hospital than wounded Eighth Route Army soldiers.

But this Japanese was obviously a die-hard. Although he was injured and captured, he was restless in the hospital and even bullied the nurse who took care of him.

If this happened, at most the Japanese would be replaced by a nurse, and then nothing would happen to the Japanese.

After understanding what happened, Wang Gen got angry and got angry.

Damn it, you thought you were injured and got caught, yet you dare to be so arrogant!

Soldiers from other armies may give preferential treatment to captured and wounded Japanese soldiers, but the Independent Regiment is not used to this group of wounded Japanese soldiers.

"Get out of my way!"

Wang Gensheng shouted angrily, and the onlookers nurses and wounded soldiers immediately moved out of the way.

Everyone looked at Wang Gensheng, including Yang Xiujuan who was crying.

"Is it you who bullies Nurse Yang?"

Wang Gensheng stared, pointed at the Japanese's nose and cursed.

"I didn't bully her, she abused me. I want to protest and report to her superiors!" Looking at the Eighth Route Army wounded soldier in front of him, the Japanese wounded soldier said in blunt Chinese.

This Japanese soldier obviously knew very well about the Eighth Route Army's policy of preferential treatment for wounded soldiers. His face was full of contempt, and his eyes were full of coquettishness and cunning.

That expression seemed to say, I am just bullying her, what do you dare to do to me?

Wang Gensheng stopped pressing the Japanese, and raised his hand and slapped the Japanese in the face.

"Seeking death!" The Japanese didn't take Wang Gensheng seriously and raised his hand to block him, his expression still contemptuous and arrogant.

However, the Japanese did not expect that although the wounded soldier in front of him did not look strong, he was extremely powerful.

Snapped!

Wang Gensheng's palm directly slapped the back of the devil's hand, and the powerful force was directly transmitted to the devil's left hand, and the devil's left hand slapped his own face.

The devil must have staggered.
To be continued...