Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

Zhu Xingyu is the political commissar of the Beishan detachment, so he is naturally in charge of the people's livelihood, especially the military's foreign material exchange. After exchanging a glance with everyone, Zhu Xingyu showed an ugly smile: "Don't look at me, I'm also confused here! What business can we do with this little devil?"

After that, Zhu Xingyu said to the communications platoon leader who had just come to report: "Xiao Wang, go and call and ask, just ask what business this maintenance chairman wants to do with us?"

"Yes, Political Commissar!" Platoon Leader Wang saluted everyone, turned around and left, leaving the room full of cadres staring at each other in dismay.

"Ahem..." Guo Zhongmin coughed, interrupting the quiet atmosphere, and then said, "The Japanese broke through last night, but were blocked by Ding Haixin and his men, leaving about a hundred Japanese soldiers there. It's only a little after 10 o'clock in the morning, and the Japanese have already sent the chairman of the county's maintenance association. They're not slow!"

"As for me..." Li Yuexuan took over the conversation and said, "After reading the battle report and listening to what you said, I feel that the enemy's combat effectiveness is getting weaker and weaker! But even if the enemy is weak, they won't do business with us, right? Could it be that these are the merchant troops of the Osaka Fourth Division?"

"The Fourth Division? The Fourth Division is a permanent division, right? And it ranks so high, it should be a very powerful unit, right?" Guo Zhongmin asked.

"The combat effectiveness of the Fourth Division is actually not bad! It's just that they are different from other devils. Their troops are from the Osaka area, and most of them are children of merchants, not farmers, fishermen, etc. like other divisions! Merchants are all businessmen, they are smart, they don't like to suffer losses, they only want to take advantage... Well, just like our Captain Li Yunlong."

"Haha..." The cadres present all knew Li Yunlong's character and were amused.

"Of course, our Captain Li believes in the spirit of drawing the sword, and dares to fight the enemy to the end, without losing the morale of our soldiers! But the Osaka Division is different! First of all, they are merchants, their families are rich, and they are often chased by their emperor to collect taxes, so they are naturally not close to the emperor. So other divisions can commit seppuku for the emperor, and the Osaka Division can cut the emperor's belly for money!"

"I didn't say this. Do you remember the Japanese comrade we captured? The one who changed his name to Song Hao? He told me this! He said that during the Battle of Nomonhan, the Japanese army mobilized the Sendai 2nd Division and the Osaka 4th Division to fight from Hailar to Nomonhan... In short, everyone pretended to be sick just to avoid fighting. This is incredible!"

"During the Battle of Xuzhou, the Fourth Division also appeared. They were ordered to block the enemy, but they encountered the fleeing troops. When they saw that there were too many fleeing troops, they knew that they would suffer heavy casualties if they blocked the enemy. So they pretended not to see them and did not receive any orders to attack, so they just let them go! Well, this is similar to Huang Jie of the Eighth Army..."

Due to the sudden incident, the meeting could not be held, so everyone just listened to Li Yuexuan telling stories about the Osaka Division to kill time. Seven or eight minutes later, Platoon Leader Wang, who had just left, returned and brought the latest news: "Political Commissar, Captain, we have understood the situation clearly! The chairman of the maintenance association in Ping'an County is surnamed Zhou, his family is a big landlord, and people nickname him Zhou Pa Pi!"

"Is he the Zhou Baopi who crowed like a rooster in the middle of the night?" Li Yuexuan interrupted and asked.

"That's right, it's Zhou Paopi who crowed in the middle of the night. He became the chairman of the maintenance association when the Japanese came. He came here this time, saying that he was commissioned by the Japanese captain of the Yamaguchi Battalion, hoping to use food and salt to exchange for the Japanese corpses and weapons, mainly those damaged mountain cannons and Type 100 infantry cannons. The Japanese want to exchange them back!" "Zhou Paopi said that the Japanese would use 1000 catties of wheat to exchange for the corpses of Japanese soldiers, 5000 catties of wheat to exchange for the damaged Type 200 infantry cannons, and catties of mountain cannons! As for the shells, no matter whether they are infantry shells or mountain shells, catties of wheat are used to exchange for one shell!"

"Bang..." Zhao Danian slapped the table directly, "You're dreaming! I won't agree to anything! If we want food, let's take down the county town, and all the food will be ours! And those devils, burying them in the mountains can make the land fertile!"

"Old Zhao, don't be impulsive. I think there is a way out of this matter! However, we can't exchange them for the weapons and ammunition we seized, but the bodies of the Japanese devils! The Japanese devils have a good plan. Although food is valuable now, arms are more valuable! An 82 mortar shell on the black market can't even buy one for a small yellow croaker. What are the Japanese devils thinking!" Zhu Xingyu said quickly.

"Political Commissar, I also agree that we should let the Japanese send the bodies back, but I heard that many of the Japanese bodies were beheaded to sacrifice to their ancestors? Is that true?" Li Yuexuan asked.

"It's true, but there are 87 dead bodies of Japanese soldiers with their heads chopped off, and they were all taken back by the civilians who came to visit the soldiers!" Zhu Xingyu smiled and continued, "How about this, we quickly send a telegram to the division headquarters to ask if we can use the dead bodies of the Japanese soldiers to exchange for food and other supplies. If we can, we'll find someone to negotiate!"

"Okay! Let's talk quickly. The weather is getting warmer. If we don't talk now, the Japanese will start to stink! The comrades have already dug the pit. We can't just keep waiting, can we?" Guo Zhongmin said.

"That's it. I'll send a telegram to ask about the situation. As for this meeting, let's suspend it. Comrade Youshun is also tired. Let's go to the market to rest!" Zhu Xingyu left after he finished speaking, and the other cadres also left the meeting room. If this matter was reported to the division headquarters, it would not be something they could handle. Besides, they had just finished fighting, and there were still many things to do...

Li Yuexuan didn't care about these trivial matters. Even the expansion of the special forces team, which was closest to him, had to wait until all the members returned! So... snore, snore...

Li Yuexuan was really tired, not only physically, but also mentally! After all, even with an auxiliary panel that could detect the wound in time, he still had to use his mind to perform the operation! Especially since he had to control his hands very finely, which made him highly nervous and naturally consumed more energy.

Li Yuexuan went to bed at 10:10 in the morning and slept until o'clock in the evening, almost sleeping all night. After waking up, he immediately felt a strong hunger, which made him wish he could eat a cow!

Fortunately, a bowl of noodles with lots of braised beef brought him back to his senses from hunger. (End of this chapter)