Anti-Japanese War: Li Yunlong dared to attack Taiyuan

Chapter 348 Captain Zhang, which regiment's equipment does mine belong to?

"General Yang, you've arrived just in time. We're about to eat. Let's eat together later!"

Zhang Dabiao wiped the sweat off his face as he spoke, "Huang Zhiyong, come and receive General Yang. Inform the kitchen staff to prepare one more meal, not two, for Captain Chu!"

Huang Zhiyong put the things he was carrying on the train and said while wiping his sweat, "Captain, can we eat even if we don't work?"

Yang Xingru looked at the two people chirping at her in unison, and her face turned ugly again.

"Captain Zhang, I'm not here to eat. I'm not used to your army's food. I'm here..."

"Of course you're not used to it. You eat a lot of meat and fish every day, but we only have potatoes and fried noodles..."

Huang Zhiyong muttered something quietly, but soon realized that his voice was a little loud. Everyone's eyes turned to him. Huang Zhiyong said a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I accidentally said what was in my heart."

"Captain Zhang, you said that we, the Jinsui Army, would be released tonight. I'm here to claim them."

After hearing this, Zhang Dabiao turned to look at Huang Zhiyong and said, "Huang Zhiyong, where are the people from the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army? Call them over and take them back to General Yang."

After hearing this, Huang Zhiyong touched his head and said, "Ah, Captain, you didn't tell me in advance that these Shanxi-Suiyuan Army were not prisoners. I thought they were our prisoners. We arranged for them to transport a batch of steel to the base this afternoon. I guess they are about to enter the mountains now."

Hearing this, Zhang Dabiao cursed Huang Zhiyong: "Huang Zhiyong, how can you do this? The Shanxi-Suiyuan Army is a friendly force, not prisoners. Why did you send them to the base? Send someone to call them back."

After he finished speaking, Zhang Dabiao turned around and looked at Yang Xingru with a look of embarrassment, "General Yang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was really planning to release the person tonight, but Huang Zhiyong sent him to the base. Look at what happened."

"How about you wait a little longer until they return from their base, and I'll immediately arrange for someone to bring them to you? What do you think?"

Yang Xingru's face was already livid with anger at this point. He pointed at Zhang Dabiao and said, "You!"

"General Yang, don't blame me. I was just too busy. I thought it was a small matter, so I let Huang Zhiyong take charge. You can just look for him next time. Huang Zhiyong, wait until the brothers from the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army come back and release them immediately. Do you understand?"

Huang Zhiyong immediately assured: "Captain, I promise to complete the mission!"

Zhang Dabiao turned to look at Yang Xingru and said, "General Yang, what do you think?"

Yang Xingru's face turned pale but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't see the person now. They said he had been sent to the base. Did he really have to go to the base to find him?

What made Yang Xingru even more uncomfortable was that not only did that bastard Li Yunlong refuse to see her, but Zhang Dabiao actually sent his men to meet with her.

He was a general of the National Army and the second-in-command of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, but he had to confront a deputy captain of the Eighth Route Army. He was really bullying others.

At this time, Chu Yunfei stood up and spoke.

"Captain Zhang, there's one more thing. Can you please return the equipment of our 358th Regiment to us in advance?"

Hearing this, Zhang Dabiao glanced at Huang Zhiyong and said, "Huang Zhiyong, is there such a thing?"

"It seems so, but these weapons and equipment have been taken away as spoils of war."

After hearing this, Chu Yunfei's face turned pale. The equipment of the 358th Regiment was different from that of other Shanxi-Suiyuan troops.

Other Shanxi-Suiyuan troops used Zhongzheng or Type 65 rifles, but the 358th Regiment used all Type 38 rifles, not Type 65 imitations of the Type 38 rifle, and these guns were all new.

In addition, there are various light and heavy machine guns and submachine guns.

Now they have all been taken away by the Eighth Route Army as trophies?

"Hurry up and find a way to send it back to Captain Chu."

"Yes, I'll take care of it right away. But Captain Chu, I'm sorry, weapons and ammunition are the top priority. They're probably already at the base. How about this? When the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army returns, I'll have them bring them back with them. What do you think?"

Chu Yunfei had no other choice but to agree to the proposal and said through gritted teeth, "Okay, then I'll leave the equipment of my regiment in the hands of Captain Huang."

"It's okay, it's as it should be, we are allies, it's as it should be!"

Huang Zhiyong immediately responded with a smile.

"Then let's say goodbye first!"

The people and equipment were not returned, but at least a promise was returned. Yang Xingru and Chu Yunfei were afraid that if the two continued to stay here, they would both be dragged away by Li Yunlong's two subordinates to work.

So after getting a positive answer, the two people didn't want to stay long and left directly.

After Yang Xingru and Chu Yunfei left, Huang Zhiyong took out the ZIPPO lighter and cigarettes he had seized, handed one to Zhang Dabiao, and said, "Captain, what do you think of my performance?"

Zhang Dabiao nodded in satisfaction and said, "Very good. I'll leave the rest to you. Take care of the people first, as for the equipment."

Zhang Dabiao, holding a cigarette in his mouth, saw Huang Zhiyong's lighter and immediately said righteously, "When did you learn this bad habit? It's not popular here for subordinates to light cigarettes. I'll do it myself."

"Yes!"

Huang Zhiyong didn't understand why his captain suddenly became so serious and handed over his lighter.

Zhang Dabiao took the lighter, lit a cigarette for himself, then put it in his pocket and continued, "Weapons and equipment? That Chu Yunfei wants nothing. We won't give them to him. We demand money when they want people. We won't release them if we don't pay. These Shanxi-Suiyuan soldiers have to pay for food, sleep, and water. Fifteen dollars per person..."

Zhang Dabiao paused at this point. The corpses of the Japanese could be sold for fifteen dollars, but the soldiers of the 358th Regiment of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army were all alive and elite. The price should be at least doubled. It was sold too cheaply. It was estimated that the commander really didn't want to go to the Quartermaster Department to get a hat for himself.

"One soldier gets thirty dollars. They'll release him after paying him. They'll say the weapons have been issued. It'll take time to collect them. Just take your time."

After hearing this, Huang Zhiyong took Zhang Dabiao's words to heart. However, seeing Zhang Dabiao walk away with a cigarette in his mouth, and his newly seized lighter also taken away by Zhang Dabiao, he could not help but shout anxiously: "Captain, my lighter!"

After hearing this, Zhang Dabiao handed over the lighter that Li Yunlong had returned to him: "Here you go!"

"Captain, this is yours, I want mine."

Huang Zhiyong pointed to the three words "Zhang Dabiao" on the lighter and said seriously.

Zhang Dabiao pulled out his dagger from his waist without changing his expression. Huang Zhiyong was shocked. His captain should not attack him with just a lighter.

I saw Zhang Dabiao carving a word on the lighter.

"it's good now."

Huang Zhiyong took the lighter and looked at the words "Gift from Zhang Dabiao" written on it.

When he looked up again, his captain had disappeared.

Chapter 349 Li Yunlong’s New Strategy

Yang Xingru and Chu Yunfei returned to the hotel where they were staying with a lot of anger.

"These Eighth Route Army soldiers are nothing but bandits. They're even worse than bandits. I've never seen anything like them..."

Yang Xingru walked towards the hotel front desk while cursing.

"Send some food to our room. Request Western food and a bottle of red wine."

There was only a boss in a suit at the hotel front desk. After hearing Yang Xingru's words, he said hesitantly, "Mr. Yang, I'm afraid I can't provide you with service today."

As the hotel owner spoke, he took out his clothes and prepared to change.

"Why? Are you worried that I can't pay?"

Yang Xingru was so angry at the moment that he almost drew his gun.

The hotel owner said as he changed his clothes, "Mr. Yang, you are a regular customer of our hotel. We are not worried that you can't pay, but the kitchen is empty. The chefs and waiters are out helping the Eighth Route Army. I haven't even had dinner yet."

The boss took off his suit and put on a worker's jacket and said, "I heard that helping the Eighth Route Army will earn you food, so I'm going to help. If Mr. Yang wants something to eat, you can go and work."

"Then let's go to the kitchen and make something to eat."

The hotel owner sighed and said, "They've all been bought by the Eighth Route Army. Just now, an Eighth Route Army officer came over and bought all the rice, flour, and food in the kitchen to provide extra meals for the workers. I'm going to work now, too. It's also considered contributing to the fight against the Japanese. Mr. Yang, please help yourself."

After the boss finished speaking, he trotted out of the hotel and joined the recruitment queue not far away.

Yang Xingru and Chu Yunfei looked at each other and decided to go out to find something to eat.

But they soon discovered that all the restaurants in Taiyuan City were closed, and those that were open either had no chefs there or had no ingredients because they had all been bought by the Eighth Route Army.

"Damn it! I don't believe it! If I don't eat the food of the Eighth Route Army, I will starve to death!"

Yang Xingru went back to her room angrily, while Chu Yunfei looked around, left the hotel and found Huang Zhiyong again. When he returned to the hotel, he put a few potatoes on the plate.

When Chu Yunfei went out the next day, the plate was still there at the door, but the potatoes were gone...

On the other side, Li Yunlong was preparing for tomorrow.

"We fooled the Japanese bombers today. I guess they'll figure it out soon and continue bombing tomorrow!"

Li Yunlong thought for a moment and said, "How many uniforms do the Japanese officers have?"

“There are probably more than 200 sets.”

"What about the general's?"

“No inventory.”

Li Yunlong thought for a moment and said, "Well, Xiuqin, Xiuqin!"

After Li Yunlong's troops entered the city, Xiuqin also brought the Women's Rescue Association to Taiyuan and was responsible for logistics support. The evening dinner and some other work were arranged by the women of the Women's Rescue Association and the cooking team.

"Old Li, what's wrong?"

Xiuqin was in the command center at this time. After hearing Li Yunlong calling her, she came to the door.

"Take the female comrades who can sew and work hard at night to change the Japanese officers' uniforms into those of the Japanese princes."

As Li Yunlong spoke, he took out Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko's military uniform and said, "Just follow this pattern. It doesn't have to be exactly the same. As long as you can't tell the difference from a distance, it'll be fine."

Xiuqin glanced at Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko's general uniform and nodded. "No problem, I'll arrange for someone right away. How many pieces do you want to make?"

"Make more. Two hundred pieces will be enough. Can we finish it tonight?"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

After Xiuqin left, Li Yunlong looked at Zhao Gang and said, "Old Zhao, tomorrow morning, find some soldiers wearing the prince's uniform and stand in the factories, warehouses, and transportation teams!"

"Also, you must write big words so that the Japanese planes can see these princes. I wonder if they dare to bomb them!"

Since the Japanese didn't dare to blow up the place after writing it, it means that the Japanese prince still has a certain status in the Japanese army.

It is estimated that the Japanese pilot will report this situation to the Japanese commander after returning. The Japanese commander will definitely order the bombing of some areas tomorrow. He will directly place a fake prince in every place to see whether the Japanese dare to bomb it.

"Yes!"

North China Expeditionary Army Headquarters.

At this time, Ningji Okamura had already received the news from the pilot.

"Baga, you are indeed a fox from China!"

Okamura Neiji threw the telegram to Tada Shun, who took a look and frowned, saying, "Commander, these must be fake, right?"

"It's just a trick used by Li Yunlong. I've already issued an order. Unless we see His Royal Highness with our own eyes tomorrow, we will bomb the factories, warehouses, and the Eighth Route Army's supply lines!"