Is this still the Cai San who respects him? Is this still the Cai San who looks like a servant, wishing he could even wash his socks and underwear? Where did he flatter and how could he please? Hu Jiaying looked at Cai San who was sitting opposite him in surprise, and his expression was indeed completely different from usual.

"Director Hu--" Cai San liked this feeling very much, raised his voice, narrowed his eyes and smiled with a strange look: "Mr. Su has written me, let me say hello to you!"

Mr. Su? Hu Jiaying was stunned. He didn't even guess who it was, blinking his eyes a little slow.

"It's your brother-in-law!" Cai San teased like a cat playing with a mouse: "I've played with other people's girls in vain, and I forgot so quickly? That girl is white and tender, and she tastes good, right?"

Hu Jiaying's head buzzed, and Su Ronghua's charming eyes, enchanting posture, and delicate voice immediately flashed through her mind.

"You, don't talk nonsense." Hu Jiaying trembled with her lips and struggled instinctively, "What brother-in-law, what a girl, I don't understand what you are saying? Get out of here, get out of here."

"Get out?" Cai San raised his eyebrows, took out a cigarette from his pocket calmly, lit it, took a hard breath, slowly exhaled a cigarette ring, and said jokingly in the smoke: "Get out of the 41 Village Committee, go to the militia team or get out of the 41 District, you are a traitor of the Japanese young man? Hum?"

"I, I am not a traitor, not a traitor." Hu Jiaying's voice was as low as a mosquito, and his expression was desperate and futile.

"Who will believe it? Your confession letter-" Cai San saw that the other party had no ability to resist at all, smiled and leaned forward, saying, "I know that you want to hide from Qingjing when you know this, but will the Japanese forget it like this? Didn't you still find this?"

"I, I really can't get rid of it." Hu Jiaying completely surrendered and defended guiltily: "Also, the organization of the examination has not yet ended, so how dare you act rashly?"

"It should be fine now." Cai San comforted him and smiled bitterly: "You are a major cadre here and are also valued by the Japanese there. I am a messenger everywhere. My great director, now we are grasshoppers on the same rope. No one can jump far."

Hu Jiaying was silent for a while and said in a depressed voice: "What does Su Rongshun want us to do? This place is now its territory, and there are eyes everywhere."

"If you have eyes, you won't always stare at you, the chief!" Cai San smiled sly and said, "Don't worry, you don't have to do any earth-shaking things, just collect some information. Especially the one they called Feilei Cannon, the Japanese want to know more specifically."

Me, I am alone?" Hu Jiaying hesitated and made excuses. "I'm afraid that Hu's inquiry will cause people to be suspicious. After all, I'm not a cadre who directly manages military affairs."

"There are always methods, you will figure it out." Cai San threatened unyieldingly: "The Japanese are just saying a word, and Mr. Su is not vague. The watery girl is always waiting for you! But if we don't work hard and they stab the matter, we will be killed by the gun.

Hu Jiaying seemed to be a little bug entangled in a spider web and could no longer struggle. She sighed helplessly and sadly, and nodded gently.

"Here, this is for you. Let's do it well and then go there to enjoy your happiness." Cai San put a small yellow croaker in front of Hu Jiaying, looked at it greedily and reluctantly before getting up and leaving.

The room was quiet, Hu Jiaying was in a daze. In his mind, Fujisawa and Su Rongshun's sinister smile, Su Ronghua's gentle body, and Gu Qingshan and others' firm and serious faces... There seemed to be a sound outside. He suddenly woke up from his drowsiness, grabbed the gold bar in front of him and stuffed it into his pocket. For a moment, he was nervous and panting. He was not until he confirmed that there was no movement, and he let out a long breath. Only then did he find that the cold sweat had filled his forehead.

Meng Youtian was ready to go home to visit his relatives, but unexpected things always came unexpectedly, and his plan had to be postponed again.

However, this accident was a good thing. The main force that moved to the outside line formed several advance detachments and returned to the old base to carry out restoration work. A detachment traveled a long distance and returned to this mountainous base. It was said that it was a detachment, which was also composed of an infantry battalion, but due to some losses during the sweep, he passed several battles during the transition. When he arrived at the destination, there were only two companies left.

Even so, the news of the return of the main force still made the military and civilians in the base area excited and happy. In the eyes of the people, the militia and guerrillas were still not worth enough. They were also wondering whether they could save the hard-won fruit of victory. Now, they felt much more at ease and would not go into the number and equipment of the main force.

The detachment that returned to the base was also quite surprised. He was mentally prepared to reopen and fight hard, but he didn't expect that there would be a ready-made land for them to rest. After hearing the deeds of removing the stronghold and forcing the enemy to retreat, he opened his mouth wide. It was hard to imagine that this was a record that local troops could achieve.

Naturally, Comrade Meng Youtian, the flying thunder cannon that played a decisive role in several battles, and Comrade Meng Youtian, the authoritative expert who operated the flying thunder cannon, were pushed to the front desk again. The artillery demonstration and explanation of the explanation, the main detachment's interest increased greatly, and another training class was opened. Since the main force wanted to learn, it would be difficult for Meng Youtian to deal with the apprentices taught by Meng Youtian, so he had to trouble Meng Youtian to be a professor in the first session.

"If it is an explosive shell, it will of course be very powerful. It will hit enemies that are turtled into a ball, and the effect will be particularly significant." Meng Youtian looked through his record book and explained seriously: "And the enemy obviously lacks the experience of preventing heavy artillery, and he will be shocked and injured when lying on the ground. The most correct way should be to squat, which is a little secret."

"I listened carefully." A veteran with a beard raised his voice to remind the audience around him, "Our detachment has not fought a war yet. It is unreasonable to the local troops and the masses. After learning this flying thunder cannon, our detachment will draw a large stronghold and have a good start."

"Good start, win every time." Meng Youtian smiled and joked: "If the collection of explosives is smoother, it would be good to use this flying thunder cannon to hit the stronghold. If it weren't for steel and cement."

"Reinforced concrete? We haven't seen a few of them." The veteran shook his head indifferently and said, "Even in the plains, the Japanese artillery towers and bunkers are mostly brick and wood structures."
Chapter completed!