Sensing that something was wrong, Chu Yunfei immediately arranged for someone to check it out. Chief of Staff Fang Ligong, who was accompanying him, had a feeling that something was wrong with the 1st Battalion.
In fact, Chu Yunfei had already noticed that something was wrong.
It was just that he had a little vanity hidden in his heart.
Qian Bojun had followed him for many years. When he was a company commander, Qian Bojun was already his platoon leader.
Over the years, Chu Yunfei had also put in a lot of effort to cultivate him.
He didn't dare to think of Qian Bojun defecting to the enemy.
After some hesitation, Chu Yunfei decided to go to Li Town to take a look.
At the same time, Li Yunlong also received the news.
Qian Bojun and Zhang Fugui of the 358th Regiment of the Jinsui Army were ready to defect to the enemy.
After knowing this news, Li Yun Long immediately found Zhao Gang and arranged for people to closely observe Qian Bo Jun's movements. As long as he dared to move, the 8th Route Army was not to be trifled with. They would directly clean up this door for Chu Yun Fei!
Sure enough, not long after, Chu Yunfei and his 1st Battalion started fighting!
At this moment, Li Yunlong also received the news.
After knowing that Chu Yunfei was in danger, Li Yun Long followed the previous arrangement and ordered the cavalry to attack Li Family Town. The first and second battalions were sent to surround Li Family Town.
Just like that, Qian Wang and his men fought with Chu Yunfei while Li Yunlong's men rushed over to support them.
The people around Chu Yunfei wanted to protect him and leave first. After all, they had brought too few people with them when they came. They didn't even have anyone to send a message.
However, Chu Yunfei refused to leave. It was as if he knew that Li Yunlong would make a move in advance. He waited for Li Yunlong's reinforcements.
However, he didn't expect that he would lose not only a simple favor, but also the battalion's weapons that he couldn't bring back...
Thinking of what had happened, Li Yunlong couldn't stop smiling.
At that time, Zhao Gang had even said that the weapons of the rebel army were not obtained from the battle after all. Taking them away without saying a word was more or less like taking advantage of a burning house.
Li Yunlong said that Old Zhao was a bookworm!
That day, in order to help Chu Yunfei clean up the mess, he used a cavalry company and two infantry battalions. What was wrong with getting some money for running errands?
However, Chu Yunfei was always thinking of taking back the errand fee, which really made him a little annoyed.
While Li Yun Long and Chu Yun Fei were busy rushing to the Immortals Gathering Restaurant, Song An was also busy.
Early in the morning, he brought Daqiang out.
The distance from the Black Cloud Mountain to Heyuan County was much further than the Zhao Family Valley, but Song An arrived half an hour earlier than Li Yunlong and the other two.
The reason was that Song An had taken a fancy to the man Li Yunlong had taken in from the county town, Duan Peng.
In " Drawing Swords," Duan Peng was from Duanjiagou. He had practiced martial arts since he was young and had practiced the Iron Palm. He had deep internal strength, a straightforward personality, and was determined and brave.
It was in Heyuan County that Duan Peng was bullied by the Japanese army and was rescued by Li Yunlong to join the independent regiment.
But most importantly, Duan Peng's strength was on par with Wei Da Yong's.
Although Song An's skills were top-notch, who would mind having an expert by his side?
Fortunately, not long after, Song An saw a young man pushing a cart running over.
There were many people on the street, and his car was full of things. It was inevitable that he would turn left and turn again.
Therefore, the young man never stopped shouting.
"Everyone, let's go!”
"Make way, make way!"
Song An was originally squatting in the corner. When he saw his figure, he took two steps forward.
Just these two steps squeezed Duan Peng's small cart to the side abruptly, almost falling over.
However, not only was he not angry, he even wiped his sweat with the towel on his shoulder and nodded at Song An to apologize.
"Sorry, boss!"
Song An didn't answer and just watched him walk over.
Not long after, Duan Peng stopped the car and quickly got the millet out of the car with a bag in each hand.
"Come on! Come and see! Fresh Little Mi 'er! Who the f * ck wants to buy Little Mi 'er!"
Li Yunlong didn't choose the wrong person.
Duan Peng's few gunny sacks were at least two to three hundred jin at a glance, but he was carrying one in each hand, his face not red and not panting.
Looking down, the back of his hand was black. The thickness of the calluses was almost as thick as Li Yunlong's face. There was no doubt that he was strong.
Narrowing his eyes, Song An walked over.
"Brother, if you come with me, I'll take care of all the food!”
Song An stretched out his thumb and index finger from his sleeve. Duan Peng immediately widened his eyes.
"You are…No. 8?"
He understood. Song An casually picked up some millet and looked at him with a smile.
"Brother, what era is it now? Why are you still holed up at home selling grain?”
Duan Peng smiled foolishly and didn't reply. He just squatted down and tidied up the sack that he had messed up.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Song An couldn't help but say,""Any martial artist should have a strong will. You just watched the Japanese ride on our heads. Can you swallow this?”
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