Li Feng threw away the sweet potato skin in his hand, wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and then smiled:

"It's really time for these Central Army to pick peaches. I know that I'm tired of fighting in the Northwest Army, come up again, haha..."

The Japanese have never been easy to meet with each other, otherwise they would not have rushed on China's land with such a small amount of troops. The combat effectiveness of their troops will definitely be a little stronger than that of the Chinese army.

If the Central Army thought that they could get through the benefits by picking peaches, then they were very wrong.

Are the Japanese fools?

Don't report such a big revenge?

"What about the Japanese's movements?"

Recently, the Japanese have looked honest for a few days, but Li Feng can detect that the Japanese are now holding on, but they are not revealed now.

Once they open their mouths, the exposed fangs are enough to tear the Central Army opposite them, and the Central Army opposite them will definitely not be the opponent.

But who is Chairman Jiang? He couldn't beat him and let the direct descendants be removed first, and then let the miscellaneous cards go up.

So what Li Feng is thinking now is how to make these guys unable to retreat.

"The Japanese now seem to have gathered more than 4,000 troops, plus more than 10,000 puppet troops, I don't know what they want to do!"

The Eagle was first-class inquiring about information, and indeed got what Li Feng wanted. Comrade Li Xiaopang put half of the sweet potato in his hand on the table, took out a cigarette and put it to his mouth. After taking a beautiful breath, he said:

"Since these Japanese don't do anything, let's add some fire to him and let the Central Army fight the Japanese well, don't think about fishing for three days and drying the net for two days."

After saying that, Li Feng looked at the Japanese Grandpa in front of him, with a strange smile on his lips, which looked a little scary, and there was a slight conspiracy in the middle.

He waved his hand casually, indicating that the Japanese could be snatched up. This is a good card in his hand. After playing it, he can still eat it with the meat.

"Eagle, according to the previous plan, ask Captain He and others to release the news. We will also calm down in the past few days, and a customer will soon come."

The Eagle didn't understand. He was a smart person, but this time he really didn't think clearly about what the captain said.

It’s just that the fat guy never does any loss-making business. It’s not a big deal to spread news.

...

The Central Army recently received a small piece of information, that is, they clearly defeated the entire brigade of the Japanese. They thought the Japanese captain ran away with a few senior commanders, but later they discovered from the intelligence department that the Japanese did not run back.

But when they were cleaning the battlefield, they did not find the captain of the Japanese. Logically speaking, the Japanese would not lie about such things and were killed. They could not hide it even if they wanted to.

So they have been searching these days. If they catch a captain of the Japanese, the battalion commander will probably be promoted to the next level. After all, prisoners are the best evidence for winning a battle.

At this time, I don’t know who revealed a piece of news, that a guerrilla battalion of the Eighth Route Army nearby seemed to have captured a Japanese man.

Only a few senior commanders of the Central Army knew about this matter, but no one knew about the rest.

So soon a group of people began to become active. After all, it was very difficult to get a prisoner from a Japanese. Not to mention that the other party was a major, even a lieutenant, they were willing to buy it at a high price. As long as the creditor was reported and the prisoners were added, it would be a foregone conclusion that they would be promoted and made a fortune.

As for whether they will find out in the future, that is not something they should worry about, because the chairman will not slap himself in the face, not to mention that they did make contributions this time. Although the moisture is a bit heavy, they believe that as long as they give the Northwest Army some benefits!

By then, the credit will not be my own, but will become my own, and no one can erase it.
Chapter completed!