It was not until all the buildings in the garrison barracks were destroyed that Li Fengshan ordered the fire to stop. As soon as the artillery fire stopped, the soldiers immediately lined up in combat teams to search and advance. The long-term military training enabled the Anti-Japanese United Army to develop a normal tactic.

The communicator looked at the barracks that were spitting out thick smoke in a daze, blinked his eyes and calculated silently for a while, then stuttered his mouth, and his face couldn't help but feel a hint of regret. Li Fengshan saw his state.

Li Fengshan asked with a smile: "What's wrong with the little abacus beads? What's the point of being blind in Gada?"

The correspondent called Xiao Abacus Bead was an apprentice in a warehouse before joining the army. He was good at abacus. Seeing that Li Fengshan called him nickname, he seemed to be mocking, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "Deputy Captain, I see that you are getting bigger and bigger now. I heard from people who used to fight in a war every once in a while, how many bullets have you fired? Save a little bit, don't learn from a prodigal son, but why are you doing this today?"

"How is it?"

"The Japanese clearly shook the white flag, but you still hit it! You still hit it hard! You can hit at least one hundred more shells."

"Shh! Don't talk nonsense! You're going to lose your head. The Japanese are fighting the white flag? You must have misunderstood. When did the Japanese surrender? Don't think too well about them. Haven't you heard the Pingxingguan story told by Commander Ma?"

"Then this is not a reason not to save ammunition." Xiao Aopan Zhuzi knew that Li Fengshan was a bit rude, and some of the Japanese surrendered, and it was not all Bushido's stubbornness, but the number was small. He couldn't say that Li Fengshan was, but he was not convinced.

"One hundred? What's the point of a hundred? I said you, little beans, are just doing small plans, and you won't calculate big accounts. How much does it cost to grow up from childhood? How much does it cost to join the army to train and fight? Why is a Japanese man worth ten shells? I will reimburse him one Japanese man, and one hundred shells will reimburse him one hundred Japanese man. I've made a profit now. Let me tell you, calculate the big accounts! The commander said."

The little correspondent was speechless immediately, blinked twice before saying, "Gao! The algorithm of the detachment captain is high! It is worthy of being a big deal. Why do you think I'm just a stubborn person?"

Li Fengshan, who had won the fight, became happy and pretended to be kind and touched the top of the little correspondent's head, "Oh, that's right, it's a lesson for the child!"

"Cleaning the battlefield with me!" Li Fengshan took the lead in walking into the barracks, and the young correspondent followed happily.

"Bang", a shot was fired in the ruins, and there was the sound of 38 guns. The soldiers who had searched nearby immediately ran over with the gunshots, and surrounded the place where the guns were fired in a moment.

A Japanese-speaking Xianli warrior shouted: "Submit your gun and surrender, and you will never die!"

He answered two more shots, "Bang! Bang!", and the bullets swept past the nearby soldiers with a whoosh.

"What's the situation? What's the situation?" Li Fengshan shouted and ran over, pulling the Japanese-speaking Xian soldiers over to ask questions.

The Xian soldiers soon reported the situation. There was a cellar under the ruins. Several Japanese evaded the shelling and stayed there and refused to come out. However, after hearing the situation inside, the Japanese also had different opinions. Some wanted to surrender, while the other refused, so they had a dispute.

After listening to the report, Li Fengshan touched his chin and stared at the still smoking cellar. The little correspondent excitedly pulled a gunner carrying a rocket launcher, pointed at the cellar and shouted: "Come on, go away! Give them a great person!"

Li Fengshan immediately glared at the little correspondent, pushed him and said, "Go and don't make trouble, pay attention to the prisoner's policy. Do you want to make mistakes?"

Li Fengshan's face changed faster than the sky. The correspondent couldn't think of it. He was so anxious that his face flushed and whispered, "You just..."

Li Fengshan glanced at the little guy and thought to himself: Tender hairy kid, ignorant. I just "didn't you see" the Japanese shaking the white flag? Now these guys know that the Japanese below are not all stubborn, and there are a few who want to surrender. You just blow up people to death without discrimination. You have to be punished by discipline. Stupid!

"We all fought so well just now! The Japanese who fought had no power to fight back, and all the Japanese who resisted were eliminated, but there were Japanese who were going to surrender below, so we should pay attention to the policy. So, Xiao Jin, please continue to shout and let those who don't want to die solve all those who want to die, and you can avoid death by coming up." Li Fengshan saw the correspondent to tell the truth, and hurriedly blocked the little guy's mouth with words. Finally, he glared at the little correspondent and whispered "threatening": "Police must be learned and applied, and I will teach you when I go back!"

When the little correspondent saw Li Fengshan winking at him, he finally opened his mouth and agreed dizzily.

"You shout like this," Li Fengshan taught the Xian warrior how to shout, "Japanese soldiers, your war is over, and you can guarantee your life safety after becoming a prisoner of the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces. If you insist on resisting stubbornly, we will blow up this cellar. I know someone wants to take you to bury him with you. Why are these calfs so bad to keep him? You have guns in your hands, and they can't stop you from running towards a new life. If you beat his brother-in-law, I'll give you one minute to solve your own problems. Whether to die or surrender is up to you! Remember for one minute, the timing begins!"

Li Fengshan taught a sentence, the Xian soldiers repeated it, and after the last word was finished, the cellar was silent.

"1o seconds, 2o seconds...4o seconds, you still have 2o seconds, grenade preparation!"

"#￥%…&%" A roar suddenly broke out in the depths of the cellar, and then a few dull gunfire and screams sounded inside, and finally there was a not-so-violent explosion.

"Puff..." First, a stream of white smoke rushed out of the cellar, and then Japanese came out of the cellar, "Surrender!"

After killing each other, three living Japanese men crawled out of the ground one by one and sat on the ground, some covering their wounds, and some looking at the Anti-Japanese War soldiers around them with dull eyes, looking extremely frustrated.

Li Fengshan looked over one by one and blew it, "Give up the dark and turn to the light! Not bad, the sanitary officer will come! Bandage it."

The Anti-Japanese Allied Forces occupied the battlefield and began to carefully search for spoils. As long as there was time, the search for the Anti-Japanese Allied Forces was generally more careful.

A soldier pulled out a 38 gun from the ruins, looked at it and threw it aside, obviously not being attracted by it. Li Fengshan turned his head and happened to see it, and hurriedly ran over to pick it up.

"Deputy Captain Li, the butt stock is gone, don't ask for it." The soldier who threw the gun was puzzled by Li Fengshan's actions and persuaded him.

Unexpectedly, Li Fengshan disagreed and glanced at the warrior and said with a serious and serious expression: "You little prodigal son, are you rich? A big gun worth 5,000 kilograms of soybeans. Isn't this gun a stock gone? I picked it up and asked the repair shop to replace it with a water lily, and I still use it. The dog's belly can't hold 2 taels of sesame oil. I just had some money and didn't know how to get it. I tied it up and loaded it with the car."

The soldiers around him laughed secretly, laughing at Li Fengshan for being stingy, but they still carried out the more strict order to search and get the clean.

"Let me hear it all! If you really can't use a gun, don't give up. It's better to dismantle two parts and don't waste it. Our team will grow stronger and need a lot of guns." Li Fengshan, who turned into a housekeeper, returned to his previous style and told the soldiers who were picking up spoils around him. At that time, it was not easy to get supplies for weapons, and he would pick up the broken guns.

A quarter of an hour later, a large group of teams drove towards this side. They had just seized the supply warehouse set up by the Japanese in the city. They drove a series of big trucks, followed by four cars, loaded through the vicinity of Li Fengshan's team, and familiar soldiers greeted each other.

"Pick up rags? Look at what we seized, we are much older."

"Where did it?" The soldiers of Li Fengshan's troops' eyes were straightened, and they looked at a large convoy of long cars with envy. A guy didn't do anything to fall a bayonet in his hand to the ground.

Li Fengshan's eyes also straightened, looking at a rotten gun that he had finally picked out in his hand, and then looking at the brand new 38 guns on the large fleet passing by. He threw down the things in his hand, ran a few steps to stop an officer leading the team, shouting: "Do you have any? Have you left some for us?"

Without waiting for the officer to answer, a big man jumped off a passing car and smiled at Li Fengshan with his lips and said, "Fengshan, are you picking up rags?"

!Why are the people in the first group of people so good? Li Fengshan rushed over angrily and slap at the big man who came over, "Bah! Li Siqing, you really are like you, they are all in the same tone, picking up rags and picking up rags. Look, your mouth is slight and you are smiling, and you are a whole old hat."

Li Siqing is so familiar with Li Fengshan. Both of them have a dog-tempered temper. When they meet, they have to laugh and scold them, otherwise they will not be able to speak.

"Okay, I don't have time to fight. I have to transport these things back to the mountains. There are still a lot of them in the Japanese warehouse. Go and get them. The commander just ordered that he should get more cloth and cotton. If he has machine tools and oil, he should also bring them with him. The commander said that if there are too many things that are lacking this winter, he will take as much as he can."

After Li Siqing finished speaking, he suddenly jumped onto the car pedal and left.

The communicator ran over and handed the walkie-talkie microphone to Li Fengshan and said, "The commander asked you to mobilize manpower to transport supplies quickly and stop cleaning the battlefield."

After a brief call, Li Fengshan was very energetic and spoke loudly and summoned his soldiers to ask them to go to the Japanese warehouse and the office, as well as a small ordnance to carry things.

When they heard something better, the soldiers immediately set off happily. A soldier passed by Li Fengshan. Li Fengshan pulled him, pointed to the bundle of 38 guns in the soldier's hand and said, "I'll throw it away, what an old and messy thing, are you picking up rags?"

The warrior was so angry that he said, "Deputy Captain, you told me not to throw it away just now. Why did you say a big gun worth 5,000 kilograms of beans? Now you are talking about picking up rags, what's the matter?"

"I said? You heard badly again. I said that the gun is worth 5,000 kilograms of beans. Now if there are good things, who will have broken things? I'll lose them! Follow up, there are cars in the office and the courtyard, and they all pulled me up." Li Fengshan pressed his hand on the soldier's shoulder and whispered again, "Leave some face to the leader, don't say I'll let you pick up broken guns! As the saying goes, it's delicious but dumplings. Now if you have dumplings, who wants steamed buns? The Japanese Yang Luoer is so fucking too many."
Chapter completed!