Bright Sword's Minion Interspersed

Chapter 323 Fake News

(One)

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, after handing over the command, Yamamoto brought more than 20 special forces members to the vicinity of the Gaobiling bunker group.

It is Matsuyama's business when special bombs will be carried out in the west, and even whether the veteran whose name Yamamoto forgot his name will be killed in this bombing is also a question that Matsuyama needs to consider.

However, the outcome of the bombing is actually not important.

Because after Songshan took over, he immediately sent a battle results report to the Japanese and puppet troops along the Fenshui River, telling them that the Eighth Route Army headquarters with dozens of radio stations had been surrounded and wiped out, and several senior officers of the Eighth Route Army were killed in the bombing!
Songshan ordered that the Japanese and puppet troops along the Fenshui River, as well as the Japanese and puppet troops in the blockhouses of various county towns, all hang out their tweeters, and asked them to release the news immediately!
Whatever you want, soldiers never tire of cheating, let him go!
Yamamoto raised his binoculars and looked towards the direction of the pontoon bridge, which was transporting luggage from the east bank to the west bank.

Now there are four or five small motorboats coming from upstream and temporarily moored at the north side of the pontoon bridge.

Sun flags are flying on many hills on both sides. This time, the Japanese army's defense deployment for this key node is extremely strict.

"A large-scale map of Point X, Colonel!" The staff officer ran over with the map and unfolded it.

"There is a firepower arrangement on the other side..." Kazuki Yamamoto frowned, marked on the map with a pencil, and asked without raising his head: "Where should the anti-materiel rifle they described be located? I mark it!"

A staff officer ran over, picked up a pencil, found the point, drew a triangle lightly, and asked cautiously, "What do you mean, Commander, the enemy will come back here again?"

Kazuki Yamamoto did not answer directly, but tapped the position of the stranded ship in the middle of the river with his finger, and ordered: "Mark this position as well. The enemy's firepower may also be set here."

The staff officer agreed with a "hey hey" while marking the position designated by Yamamoto.

Yamamoto crossed his arms with both hands, and gently stroked the stubble on his chin with his right hand, thinking about how he would arrange the blocking if he personally led his special operations team to carry out the mission.

"At the position of the pontoon bridge, on both sides, arrange a heavy machine gun fire point for concealed deployment. Once the commanding heights on both sides are attacked, the fire power of these two heavy machine guns can counterattack!" Kazuki Yamamoto issued an order softly.

"Floating bridge? Need to be strengthened?" Several staff officers looked at each other in blank dismay. They thought that the current deployment was enough.

But none of them dared to question, but obediently followed the instructions to mark the homework and record the order.

Yamamoto deduced that, in his own words, he would definitely choose to penetrate in depth and destroy the pontoon bridge, which was a key node.

Yamamoto pointed to the main road and said: "There is still here, the cavalry troops are escorting an infantry artillery squadron, to this position! Hurry up!"

"Hayi! Hayi!" The staff officers sat in a hurry to record and mark.

(two)

"Spreading rumors! It must be spreading rumors!" Li Yunlong scolded with bloodshot eyes: "Go, go, kill the horn of Gou Ri's funeral for me! Get rid of it!"

"Li Yunlong! Calm down! It's as if you're having a convulsion after drinking too much, what does it look like!" Ding Wei pouted at Monk Wei and asked Monk Wei to hold Li Yunlong, otherwise this guy might run over and shoot the tweeter himself .

"You little devil is so insidious! How shameless you can tell such a lie!" Li Yunlong cursed while remaining angry.

"It's insidious enough!" Ding Wei gritted his teeth and said: "True and false, half-truth and half-false, this is what is rushing to make us internally chaotic, Lao Li, you have to calm down, don't get on top, that's terrible." You really fell for the devil!"

Li Yunlong broke free from Monk Wei's clutches, sat down on the grenade box, picked up the kettle and gulped, wiped his mouth, looked at Ding Wei and asked, "If there is something wrong with the chief, how can I fix Guan Shan first?" The little bastard was shot!"

"Why did it involve Guan Shan again?" Ding Wei looked at Li Yunlong strangely.

"Pull him? Hmph!" Li Yunlong sneered and said, "Why did I give him an order, ah, let him stay close to the chief, this kid is lucky, he was fascinated by Yang Nizi, hum! Shoot him It’s cheap for him, I’ll kill him first and then shoot him!”

"You are so unreasonable!" Ding Wei scolded with a smile: "Nonsense! Forget it, I'm too lazy to break it up for you! I'm going to go ahead and have a look, the little devil should organize a few more before dark." Wave offensive!"

Li Yunlong snorted coldly and wanted to stand up. Monk Wei stretched out his hand to help him, but Li Yunlong stared and scolded: "What are you doing! I'm disabled or old and can't move, go, go, go!"

Monk Wei turned his face away, rolled his eyes and curled his lips, not daring to scold Lao Li who was on fire.

Li Yunlong was also extremely irritable.

For things like spreading rumors, the Japanese devils do it every day, every month, every year, every year, so that the credibility of their various news and information is extremely low, but the cost of this kind of thing is extremely low, and he just talks about it. Clear water also turned into muddy water.

(three)

"No! No!" Kong Jie slowly filled his cigarette pouch and pot, and while he was polishing the match, he figured out something was wrong.

After lighting a cigarette, Kong Jie took a few deep breaths, allowing the smoke to swim around in his lungs, filling every lung leaf and alveoli, and then exhaled forcefully from his mouth and nose.

"Gou Ri must have encountered something unlucky!" Kong Jie slapped his thigh hard, and said to himself: "It's probably the Emperor's old boy belching! So Gou Ri spread rumors and lied, trying to get the water Confusion, this is actually whistling at night, to embolden myself!"

Thinking of this, Kong Jie knocked the pot out of the eye bags on the soles of his shoes, tucked the bags into his waist, stood up, and slapped the dirt on his buttocks while shouting: "Correspondent! Correspondent!"

Several correspondents who were resting in the haystack heard Kong Jie's shout and quickly got up and came over.

"Xiao Suo, you, just you! Go, go, ride over there to find our radio station, send a telegram to ask if the little devil has had any bad luck recently, and then tell the art troupe about the situation. Make leaflets..." Kong Jie quickly gave the order.

"Yes!" The correspondent named Xiaosuo immediately led the way.

"What the hell, we need to seize a few loudspeakers..." Kong Jie muttered to himself, then shook his head and said, "Okay, okay, don't argue with them, let's get on with our own business... "

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