At this time, the artillery fire continued.
Flames raged within the stronghold, shooting skyward.
Wang Jinbao led his puppet troops to the west side of the stronghold, where a small river flowed through the north of the stronghold, leading directly to Wu'an Township.
"Listen up, brothers! When we get there, you must fight the Japanese devils hard!"
"I'm providing you with intelligence from here on the Japanese side!"
"Did you understand!?"
"I understand!!"
"Alright, now get out of here, and don't forget what I just said!"
"Don't worry, Brother Jinbao, we'll definitely beat the Japanese devils to a pulp!"
"Haha, Brother Jinbao is just waiting for your good news!"
Then, more than two thousand people ran towards the south bank of the river.
With Zhu Dachang's assistance, they successfully arrived in Wu'an Township.
Lin Wenbing took out two hundred large, golden yellow croakers from his pocket and handed them to Wang Jinbao. "Well done, brother!"
"Thank you, Grandpa Eighth Route Army soldier. I'm just trying to make a living! Hehe..."
Wang Jinbao smiled and left, satisfied, with the large yellow croaker in his pocket.
"etc--!"
Wang Jinbao stopped and turned to look at Lin Wenbing with a puzzled expression. "Grandpa, is there anything else?"
He gripped the large yellow croaker tightly, afraid that Lin Wenbing would change his mind.
"Relax, our Independent Regiment never defaults on debts! If the money is yours, it's yours."
"Ah, thank you, Grandpa Eighth Route Army soldier! You're so loyal!"
Lin Wenbing patted him on the shoulder, "I just want to say that if you want to make big yellow croaker again next time, you can come to the Independent Regiment to find me."
"Grandpa, what is your name?"
"Lin Wenbing of the Independent Regiment!"
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