Anti-Japanese War: You drove me away, and now you want me to rescue you?

"Brother Lu!"

Zhao Gang saw that Lu Zhixian seemed to agree, and his expression changed slightly, and he slowly said: "I know that your regiment is now on the verge of a great victory, and it is indeed a time for celebration, but I still have something to say here."

"You can say it."

"Brother Lu should also know that your regiment is in a very delicate situation."

"What do you mean?"

Lu Zhixian's eyes flickered slightly.

Zhao Gang looked at the person in front of him, put down the wine glass and said solemnly again: "Now the strength of the Japanese in Shanxi Province is still extremely strong. There are two of their elite divisions stationed alone. In addition, there are many independent mixed brigades and a large number of supplementary arms. They suffered a series of defeats before. On the one hand, they did not know much about your regiment, and on the other hand, they did not pay much attention to this area for the time being!"

"That's right!"

Lu Zhixian did not deny it.

The strength of the devils is still extremely strong now. This strength cannot be reversed by just one or two battles. Moreover, as a time traveler, he knows that with the change of the situation, the devils' clearing operations will become more and more frequent, and the situation behind the enemy will become more and more severe!

Li Yunlong nodded and said with some worry: "The devils will definitely not give up after this disastrous defeat. At that time, they will definitely increase the clearing of your group."

"Brother Lu!"

Zhao Gang immediately said: "I know that your group is very strong. In terms of weapons and equipment, combat quality and combat command, it is not comparable to ordinary teams. Even if it encounters the Central Army, it is not much inferior. However, your group is only an anti-Japanese righteous unit that has developed independently. If the devils launch a large army to counterattack, it is very likely that you will lose everything if you are not careful!"

"Old Zhao!"

Lu Zhixian instantly understood what Zhao Gang meant. He smiled and said: "Are you trying to win me over to join the Eighth Route Army?"

"No!"

Zhao Gang waved his hand.

"Huh?"

Now it was Lu Zhixian's turn to be surprised.

Zhao Gang raised the wine glass in his hand, drank a sip of sweet potato wine, and then said solemnly: "Brother Lu, after being driven out by the Shanxi Suiyuan Army Headquarters, he has never joined any army since then. In just a few months, he has led the army to develop and expand the Black Cloud Village to its current level. This ability is absolutely obvious to everyone. Even so, I am afraid that I will never be bound by others again. And my Eighth Route Army has always had strict military discipline, and actions must be subject to the unified dispatch of superiors. If I invite you to join the Eighth Route Army at this time, I am afraid you may not agree."

"What do you want to say, Old Zhao?"

"Brother Lu!"

Zhao Gang said solemnly: "Independent development is certainly very autonomous, but when the army grows to a certain extent, it will certainly attract more jealousy and attention from the devils! Take the Shanxi Suiyuan Army and my Eighth Route Army as an example. Now each of them is under great pressure from the devils. At that time, your regiment must be the same."

"Of course I understand this!"

Lu Zhixian had expected this.

Zhao Gang suddenly said with a firm look: "Brother Lu, although the weapons and equipment of the Eighth Route Army are indeed a bit backward, they are also a unit that sincerely fights the devils! If Brother Lu really encounters trouble at that time, even if our three regiments have already set out to northwest Shanxi, I believe that our Eighth Route Army headquarters will certainly be willing to help."

"Is this what you, Zhao, mean or what the Eighth Route Army headquarters means?"

"This is what I mean!"

Zhao Gang did not hesitate at all, and added very solemnly: "Of course, it is also the headquarters's intention!"

"Thank you very much in advance!"

Lu Zhixian nodded and said seriously: "My Black Cloud Village Anti-Japanese War Group has never talked about politics or doctrines. All the brothers have built a village here for one and only one purpose, that is, to fight the devils! From now on, as long as it is about fighting the devils, if the Eighth Route Army has any request, my Anti-Japanese War Group will never be vague!"

"Thank you very much!"

Zhao Gang was overjoyed when he heard this.

The strength of this anti-Japanese group is definitely obvious to all. It is naturally beneficial for future anti-Japanese actions to have a good relationship with each other.

But at the same time.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It seems that Lu Zhixian has no intention of joining my Eighth Route Army after all!"

"Come, come, drink!"

At this time, Li Yunlong was already drunk. He patted Lu Zhixian's shoulder and smiled: "Old Li is fearless in this life, and there are not many people who can make me admire him, but none of these people are as young as Brother Lu who has won a great victory in the Anti-Japanese War!"

"Yes!"

Kong Jie also sighed and said: "Brother Lu is only a few years old! It's amazing to be so young! I really hope that I can always fight the devils with Brother Lu in the future!"

"There is a chance!"

Lu Zhixian smiled and waved his hand, saying: "Isn't it just northwest Shanxi? It's not far from Heiyun Village. When I have time one day, my Anti-Japanese War Group will go to your place for a stroll."

"Good! Great!"

Ding Wei was immediately excited when he heard this, and smiled: "Brother Lu, I feel relieved with your words! You can come to my 28th Group some other day, and I, Ding Wei, will definitely treat you to good wine and food!"

"Come! Drink, drink! "

Lu Zhixian greeted again with a smile on his face.

At the table.

The atmosphere was very harmonious as everyone was toasting.

This time, Li Yunlong and others congratulated Lu Zhixian on his victory in Qingfengzhai, and it was also an early farewell for Lu Zhixian to the Iron Triangle to go to northwest Shanxi.

Everyone drank happily.

Even Lu Zhixian, who never drank, had a red face, and looked very excited and enthusiastic. Their topics were quite rich, from the previous battles to the recent victory in Qingfengzhai, and they kept talking about the difficulties of the battlefield behind enemy lines and the arrogance of the devils. He was strong and powerful, and of course he did not forget to sigh at the huge pressure on the front battlefield and the various operations of the government.

At the same time.

Lu Zhixian did not forget to remind Lao Li and others.

Whether it was the tragedy of the attack on Yang Village or the scene of Xiuqin's sacrifice in Ping'an County, he naturally did not want history to repeat itself, nor did he want Lao Li and others to repeat the same mistakes.

All these.

This meal of wine lasted for nearly three hours.

...

The next day.

Lu Zhixian woke up from the bed, he rubbed his still aching head, and asked: "Monk, what time is it now?"

"Ten o'clock in the morning."

"Where are Lao Li and the others?"

Lu Zhixian was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that he would sleep for nearly ten hours after drinking this meal. It seems that alcohol is really not something that can be easily touched in the future!

"Captain! "

Wei Dayong quickly handed over a hot towel and said, "Captain Li and the others woke up at around seven in the morning and went back home after breakfast."

"Yeah!"

Lu Zhixian nodded.

After applying the hot towel, he seemed to be much more relaxed.

"Captain!"

At this moment, Chen Feng's anxious voice suddenly came from outside, and he said excitedly, "The government is here!"