Anti-Japanese War: I, Li Yunlong, a warlord in Northwest Shanxi

Chapter 279: This battle only made a small fortune.
Xie Zhian knew the importance of Li Yunlong, and was the first to shout the slogan of capturing Li Yunlong alive to boost the morale of the puppet army.

Are you kidding? 50,000 oceans is a huge sum of money, even generals can't afford it. It's the annual fiscal revenue of a large county.

The puppet soldiers rushed forward desperately as if they were injected with chicken blood, but under the crossfire, the puppet soldiers did not gain any advantage. In less than ten minutes, the entrance of the valley was filled with the corpses of puppet soldiers.

"Commander, we can't fight anymore. We are running out of bullets. Besides, Zhou Weiguo and his men have already withdrawn. They are heading to the No. 2 secret camp."

The barrel of the machine gun in Li Yunlong's hand was already emitting black smoke. "Why are you still standing there? Organize everyone to retreat. Retreat in a dispersed manner so that these bastards can't find the direction in which we can break out. Retreat!"

"Yes, Brigadier!"

Monk Wei immediately organized the retreat and cover, and Li Yunlong also led his troops to withdraw from various commanding heights from different directions.

After a night march, they returned to Li Yunlong's own base in less than three hours.

This battle achieved great results. We got 20,000 oceans from the puppet mayor, which solved the temporary supply problem of the troops. We also captured a battalion of puppet troops. Given time and transformation, their strength in the base will continue to grow.

Although Li Yunlong hated being a traitor, he had no prejudice against the puppet army. Ordinary puppet soldiers had no say in whether to surrender to the devils or not, and the decision-making power lay entirely with their superiors.

"Brigade Commander, we have captured a lot of gold this time. Can you give more to our special operations team? Winter is coming soon, and the soldiers don't have winter clothes yet!" Not many guns and ammunition were captured during the expedition to Caiwang Town. The main trophy was the 20,000 silver dollars. Zhou Weiguo, Wei Heshang and the others were so busy with the silver dollars that they couldn't move their legs.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? You are so obsessed with money. Can you have some ambition? Monk Wei, I see you are drooling over the money. You are such a loser!"

Monk Wei took a silver dollar and blew it to his lips, then put it to his ear to listen to the sound. "Captain, I have never seen so much money in my life. How many pancakes can I buy with this money?"

Boo!
Monk Wei was hit hard on the forehead by a chestnut. "Get out of the way. Tell the people to go to the villagers' homes tomorrow and ask the quartermaster to buy five fat pigs and five thousand kilograms of millet. Our troops need to improve their food. Most importantly, we need to reform the puppet soldiers who have just surrendered."

"Come on, Brigade Commander, these bastards are so lazy that they haven't gotten up yet. But my special operations team is keeping a close eye on them. If they make any unusual movements or dare to defect, my order is to shoot them on the spot. But, Brigade Commander, where are our winter clothes!?" Zhou Weiguo has always been such a smiling person.

"You should have some lofty ideals. We have been at war with Zhao Guyuan and the Japanese devils for a long time. Don't think about getting rich from me. If you have the ability, we can snatch things from the Japanese devils. The most important thing now is to train these puppet troops and take them to meet on the battlefield. They must dare to charge and kill, and not become old veterans. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Brigadier!"

Zhou Weiguo's eyes warmed up. Haha, this means that his special operations team will have more opportunities to carry out missions independently in the future.

"Let's go and take a look at these puppet soldiers who surrendered!" (End of this chapter)