Songzhuang was easily taken down by Li Feng and the others. These second-rate Japanese devils were quite fierce in combat, causing them certain casualties. Fortunately, there were no soldiers who died, otherwise this wave would have suffered a loss.

The first thing I did after taking down Songzhuang was to strip all the Japanese clothes and agreed to throw them outside to bask in the sun. The fat man felt that he could not break his promise!

When a group of people sat together and continued to eat Japanese barbecue, the phone in the base suddenly rang.

Just as the eagle was about to think about how to simply call the phone, the phone was picked up by someone, and the greasier fat little hand grabbed the phone very neatly.

"Moses Moses, is the Songzhuang stronghold? Why didn't you answer the phone after so long?"

"Who are you?" The fat man asked in the Japanese words, and almost puzzled the other party's question. He only heard the other party answer:

"I am Miyano, who are you?"

"Me? I am your father~"

"Baga, do you dare to speak like this?" Miyao was so angry that he was an assistant to a stronghold, at most a lieutenant, and it was very likely that he was just a second lieutenant. If you dare to talk to her like this, you would make him look green.

But Li Feng was not afraid at all. At this time, he slowly replied to the Japanese in Chinese:

"It's 1:30 am now, and Songzhuang has been incorporated into the army of our Eighth Route Army. You should do whatever you want!

For your soldiers... I'm going to invite them out to bask in the sun tomorrow, Sayunara!"

After saying that, the fat man waved to the microphone and threw it away without waiting for the other party to reply.

The opponent Miyao was shocked when he heard this. The man just now was a Chinese and said that he was the Eighth Route Army, which means that the Songzhuang stronghold was taken down.

"Impossible, send someone out to investigate immediately."

The Japanese shouted at a communications soldier next to him, and their anger infected the entire command center, causing the officers in the command center to run out one by one, all trying to find out what was going on.

...

Li Feng is now eating roast beef. Speaking of the Japanese, the skill of roast beef is OK. I think they have done a lot of such things before, but the unlucky ones are the Chinese people.

"Boss, the Japanese in this place have almost been cleaned up, and the signal has been sent out. Zhou Dafangzi should have sent people soon!"

The eagle was holding a bloody bayonet in his hand. Li Feng shook his hand and signaled him to take the knife away quickly, and he could not use it to cut meat.

The eagle had many knives on its body. I don’t know where to take out a knife, cut a piece of beef from the grill, sprinkled some salt and stuffed it into my mouth.

"Damn it, it's a bit salty!"

"The Japanese have sprinkled salt, but you have to sprinkle it a little more. It would be strange if it is not salty!" Li Feng smiled casually from the side. The eagle suddenly became very embarrassed, looking at the boss with some grievance, as if he was talking about why he didn't talk about this matter in advance.

Ma Laosan also had the same action. This guy seemed to like to eat salt and sprinkle more than an eagle. The final result was to pick up the bottle beside him and spit it hard...

Puff~

The Japanese guy's glass bottle contained wine. This fool actually poured half a bottle in one gulp. He was lucky if he didn't choke to death.

Since the Songzhuang stronghold has been taken down, the next thing we have to face is the attack of the Japanese. If they did not attack before the New Year, then they will have won one or two months for this action.

"Let the troops garrison on the spot immediately. We must build strong fortifications for me. We must not let the Japanese take the territory back again."

"yes!"

The corpse of the Japanese in the field was handed over to Zhou Dabangzi. This guy has not fought recently and his anger is a bit heavy, so it is okay to make him angry at the corpse of the Japanese.

...

One day later, the forces around Songzhuang were exploded, because in less than a day, they discovered that Songzhuang had changed hands and was defeated by the Eighth Route Army.

A division commander of the Central Army, with the rank of major general, sat there with a strange expression on his face. The colonel next to him helped him with a frame, took a breath of air, then closed the folder and said slowly to a group of subjective people working in the command center:

"It has been confirmed that the person who took the Songzhuang stronghold was Tu Eighth Route Army. Now they are already stationed there!"

"What did these Eighth Route Army groups do? We have also launched an attack on that stronghold. The two regiments fought for a whole day, but in the end the place was not defeated, and they were almost stuck by the Japanese reinforcements."

A regiment commander also sat there and said a little discouragedly, "The last time he fought the main attack was his regiment, and one-third of the entire regiment suffered casualties, but he was unable to take down the stronghold."

"The battle of the Eighth Route Army this time is probably similar to the battle last time. Li Feng is best at taking down local positions quietly. Now it does not harm us, but in the future... he will probably become a great enemy of the party and the country!"

The leader of the group clearly distinguished himself, knowing that he could not fight with others now, and he also had to be harmonious with others. After all, he might ask him to be on the other side one day in the future.

"You continue to follow this matter and send someone to negotiate with the Eighth Tu Route Army. Although the two sides are not very concerned about it now, there must be a tacit understanding in secret, otherwise there will be no way to get along in northern Henan!"

"Yes, I'll have someone negotiate some other day. The best result is that both sides are not in trouble, which saves us a lot of trouble."

The deputy division commander on the side felt that this was not difficult. Anyway, the Eighth Route Army had a friction with them was a matter of Chongqing, so just don’t delay their affairs.

...

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when I returned to Li Village. What Li Feng didn't expect was that there were actually many more people in the village, and there were many new faces among them.

Song Yi arrived at the entrance of the village early to greet him. Aunt Erpang behind him saw the boss rolling to Li Feng's feet like a ball, and kept rubbing his head against his calves.

Xiao Jin also circled around Li Feng like a puppy, and his tail was shaking happily, which made Li Feng a little depressed. Xiao Jin, you are a golden leopard and not a dog, why should you shake your tail so happily?

For some reason, Li Feng always feels bad, but he can't say what's wrong with it.

However, when Song Yi took him into the command center, he understood that there was an acquaintance sitting in the command center, and a black-faced man sitting opposite him. No need to guess, everyone knew what they were here for.

"Oh, our eldest young master Li is back. I wonder how much money I made this time? Can you give me a few dollars to drink a sip of soup?"

I hate Cheng Jie's flattering tone the most. I gave him 50 guns last time and thought it was too little. Next time I must add more grain to their food...

"Where did I get rich? It's just that the small business is not worth mentioning!"
Chapter completed!