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Chapter 928 What kind of boss leads what kind of younger brother

"Have the people and logistics personnel all evacuated safely?"

Outside Furong Town, a female Eighth Route Army cadre was holding a gun in her hand and asked a male cadre with some concern.

"Don't worry, Team Leader Xiao, the logistics personnel and the people have basically evacuated safely. Now there are only Officer Xiao and those reporters left. You can evacuate immediately, and leave this place to me first."

Zhou Dabangzi was very unwilling to accept that why he stayed here? So he had to stay at this time. He couldn't miss it when he finally encountered the Japanese.

Xiao Wen glanced at the rough man indifferently, remembered what my brother had told her, and said fiercely to Zhou Dafang:

"If you don't listen to my orders, you will really be out of war this time, don't forget the fat man!"

After hearing Xiao Wen say this, Zhou Dabang's face turned bitter. The boss was too partial this time. He led the people to evacuate safely. That's not what the militia should do. He has two main companies in his hands, so why not take them out to fight the Japanese?

The reason why Zhou Dabangzi was left behind was naturally useful, otherwise he would have been sent to him as a reserve team.

"Okay, Team Leader Xiao, don't exclude me. Seeing my brothers fighting the Japanese on the front line, I can only stay here. I feel really bad. When I send you to a safe place, I will let me go to the front line. I feel a little itchy."

This is how people who like to fight. If they are not on the front line and fight with the Japanese, they will feel uncomfortable all over. This is completely opposite to those who are afraid of death. The rest of them are eager to run away quickly.

"I can't make a decision for you for the moment. If Fatty asks me to tell you, the reason why you don't send you on the field in advance is because you have great uses in the future and may have a more cruel battle."

Xiao Wen was not interested in obsessing Zhou Dazi. This was what my brother told her in person. Zhou Dazi would likely be sent to other places next. After all, the Japanese have a lot of troops and their own troops are seriously insufficient. If they fight, there would be no such thing as a reserve team.

"Then the relationship is good. I'll wait for this day. Send me to the front line as soon as possible. I want to fight the Japanese now..."

Xiao Wen ignored this slut because she saw Xiao Jing coming over with a large group of reporters at this time.

"Report, the reporters have taken it back safely. Where should we go now?" Xiao Jing was holding a small pistol in her hand. The belt around her waist was tied very strongly. She looked quite heroic and radiant, which made people couldn't help but illuminate, such as Zhou Dabangzi...

"Take the reporters back now, and the second defensive position must be activated, otherwise it may not last that long right ahead."

At this time, Song Yi walked over with a cigarette in his mouth. Seeing his sweaty look, he should have been very busy just now.

"Uncle Song, how are the other squadrons doing now?" Xiao Wen asked Song Yi while walking. Song Yi was responsible for contacting other troops. The other squadrons had tasks, and there were many Japanese soldiers they had to defend against.

"Each squadron faces a lot of Japanese soldiers. The few squadrons in our hands have more than 300 Japanese soldiers in front of them, so this cannot be counted as the puppet army.

The most dangerous one is probably Gu Tongfang. The place he was stationed was the Japanese's throat. He faced more than 500 Japanese, and there was also a regiment of puppet troops accompanying him!

When I contacted him just now, he was under shelling. The casualties are not yet sure, but I believe it won't be very good."

Song Yi, the chief of staff, was not very happy because he and Xiao Wen were two special people. Sometimes their positions were transferred to each other and sent to the tenth chief of staff, then Xiao Wen was the political commissar, and when Song Yi was the political commissar, Xiao Wen was the chief of staff.

Don't ask why, because the work they do overlaps in many ways, and it has a good advantage to have different people at different times.

"I have also asked Gu Tongfang before, and he said he did not need reinforcements. You should know that more than 500 Japanese soldiers are not a small number. He only has one squadron's strength. Is it really enough?"

As soon as Xiao Wen asked, Zhou Dabangzi and Song Yi looked at her very strangely, which made Xiao Wen a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Captain Xiao, have you not visited the other squadrons' stations?" Zhou Dabangzi asked strangely.

"Yes, I was so busy before that I didn't have time to go. Just as I was about to pass, the Japanese called again."

"No wonder!" Song Yi suddenly realized and said, no wonder Xiao Wen didn't know. Seeing that the reporter behind him was far away, he quietly approached her and explained in a low voice.

"I said to Team Leader Xiao, we have been working with the boss for several years. You should also understand the brothers under your command. At this time, you really believe that they only have a squadron of troops. Should I say you are simple, or should you say (stupid)?"

"Uh...isn't it a squadron?" Xiao Wen was stunned, but then she really remembered a question: how many people are there in a squadron?

It’s okay to count as a squadron with 1000 people, but it’s not a big deal to count as a squadron with 1000 people!

"Hehe, after all, I don't know how many of them there are, but Zhou Dabangzi next to you should know that he has developed in other places before."

"Uh..." Zhou Da's bang choked and became very embarrassed. He couldn't say that a squadron had pulled more than 1,000 people in his previous squadron, so the boss would kill him.

"Uh... Actually, there are not many people, only five, six, seven, eight or nine hundred people..."

"Five, six, seven, eight or nine hundred people? The span seems a bit big. How many are they?" Xiao Wen's head was a little big. She seemed to understand what Song Yi's words meant.

So many squadron leaders under his command followed me. They must have what kind of personality I have. I have played any tricks before, so these people will definitely continue to play...

My brother, a squadron can bring out more than 1,000 people, they must...

"No wonder you said before that the weapons and equipment are not enough. Every time I supplement your weapons and equipment, they are fully fed, and sometimes they are still doubled. A squadron of 200 people was pulled to four or five hundred by you, which is why there is insufficient weapons and equipment."

"Haha...yes, yes!" Zhou Dabanzi pointed his head with a sarcastic smile on his face, and he still added in his heart that there are more than 1,000 people.
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