Southeast of Pingding County, there is a place called Baishiyan.

At this moment, a dozen or so puppet soldiers are checking the identities of passersby at the stronghold.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man wearing a tattered cotton-padded coat walked over.

The middle-aged man lowered his head, looking timid and hesitant.

"Halt! What are you doing?" A puppet soldier pointed his gun at the middle-aged man and shouted sternly.

The middle-aged man looked up, a simple and honest expression on his face. "My name is Old Deng. I've come to deliver some small yellow croakers to you."

"Small yellow croaker?"

The puppet army was taken aback.

"Hmm!" Old Deng, the cook of the Independent Regiment, took out a small, golden yellow croaker from his pocket and handed it over.

"Oh my! It really is a small yellow croaker!"

The puppet soldier snatched the small yellow croaker that Old Deng handed him, examined it carefully, and shouted happily, "Brothers! We're rich!"

The other puppet troops heard the noise and gathered around.

"Old Deng! Is there any more?"

"have."

Old Deng grinned slyly. "But you'll have to come with me into the mountains to get them. Besides small yellow croakers, there are also big ones there!"

"Large yellow croaker?"

"Take us to see!"

"Okay!"

Old Deng nodded. "Follow me, I'll lead the way!"

Soon, a dozen or so puppet soldiers followed Old Deng to Wu'an Township.

They were met with the pincers of hundreds of heavy machine guns.

......

"Damn it!"

"That bastard Yang Jiye actually led the 225th Regiment to defect to the Eighth Route Army!"

Liu Shiying, commander of the 66th Division of the Jin-Sui Army, angrily threw down his pen. "He's blind! I've always treated him well, and he betrays me!"

Chief of Staff Huang Zhongchang, who was standing next to him, asked, "Commander, what should we do now?"

Liu Shiying sighed, "What can we do? This is clearly a well-intentioned but ultimately treacherous scheme by the Eighth Route Army, one that's impossible to guard against!"

“I sent several telegrams to complain, but their 129th Division did not recognize the Independent Regiment at all, and even said that their own troops had been poached by the Independent Regiment!”

Liu Shiying grew angrier and angrier, and smashed the teacup on the table to the ground again. With a loud "crash," the glass shattered, and the whole house shook three times.

"Commander, please calm down, Commander, please calm down..." Huang Zhongchang and two communications soldiers quickly tried to comfort him.

"Calm down, my foot! If I could calm down, I wouldn't be Liu Shiying!"

Liu Shiying stood up from the chair, cursing, and strode towards the door.

As soon as he stepped out of the room, a communications soldier rushed up to him: "Commander, Commander..."

"What is it? Speak quickly, don't beat around the bush."

"Commander, there's an emergency! The 227th Regiment and the 332nd Regiment have both defected to the Eighth Route Army!!!"

The communications soldier turned pale with fright and began to stammer.

"What? Say that again?"

"I just received news that the 227th Regiment and the 332nd Regiment have both joined the Eighth Route Army," the communications soldier repeated.

"Bang!"

Liu Shiying suddenly kicked the communications soldier in front of him, knocking him to the ground. "Damn it! These heartless bastards, they're traitors! I've been so good to them, and they dare to turn against me? Do they really think I, Liu Shiying, am easy to bully?"

"Send the order down: assemble all troops and prepare to attack the Independent Regiment! I'm going to tear these bastards apart alive!"

The same incident occurred between the Central Army and the Japanese Army.

Both the Central Army and the Japanese Army suffered from the Independent Regiment's poaching.

What's even more terrifying is that the Independent Regiment's poaching this time was extremely thorough, leaving the enemy no room whatsoever. Even the puppet troops who were squatting in the toilets at the strongholds were poached, leaving only the counties and passes guarded by the Japanese.

The entire military and its units were instantly thrown into chaos!

The situation was particularly heated in the Jinzhong area, especially around Wu'an Township!

Nearby troops quickly withdrew their defensive lines and moved away from the Independent Regiment's area of ​​operation.

I'm terrified that I'll wake up one morning to find myself all alone.

……………………

April 19th, 1930 (the 29th year of the Republic of China).

Independent Regiment, Headquarters.

Lin Feng sat upright behind the desk, his gaze as cold as ice, his lips trembling slightly.

The atmosphere in the operations room was extremely oppressive.

But inside, I was filled with passion and excitement!

"Commander, as you instructed, our Independent Regiment has successfully completed its mission, with a strength exceeding 30,000 men!"

Political Commissar Li Chenggang looked at Lin Feng with a smile.

Lin Feng nodded vigorously: "Yes, well done!"

He then turned to Chen Dahu and asked, "Deputy Regiment Commander, how is the reorganization progressing?"

"That's about it!"

Chen Dahu nodded: "Based on our current size, we can definitely form an army, and thanks to the successful completion of the previous expansion project, our equipment has also been upgraded."

"It can be said that we can now completely challenge the Japanese devils in Jinzhong!"

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and a chilling killing intent gradually spread: "Very good. Now that we have made sufficient preparations, it's time for us to settle accounts with the Japanese devils!"

"Report—Commander!"

The communications soldier pushed open the door to the operations room and gave a standard military salute. "A telegram from Liu Shiying, commander of the 66th Division of the Jin-Sui Army."

"Liu Shiying's telegram? Bring it here."

The communications soldier responded and respectfully walked up to Lin Feng, presenting the telegram with both hands.

Lin Feng opened the telegram and glanced through it.

His face immediately darkened.

Liu Shiying's words carried a hint of schadenfreude, and even a subtle threat, warning the Independent Regiment to send back the 225th, 227th, and 332nd Regiments, or else they would take action against the Independent Regiment.

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