During dinner, Secretary Tan, Dachun and Nengzhu both came over, and eight people just happened to gather together.

Wu Fei first asked Secretary Tan who was the puppet sold him bullets in the forest, but when he saw that he was hesitant and looked embarrassed, he did not ask.

The Sanding Family and Dachun wanted to know what happened after Wu Fei and the others separated, because when they ran away from Shangzhuang with the bodies of Uncle Guo and Gen Ge, they heard a lot of explosions. They were both old soldiers who had been through the battlefield for a long time, so they naturally knew the power of the Japanese artillery bombardment. Even if it was just grenade launchers and mortars, they were not something that ordinary troops could withstand, let alone a new recruit like Wu Fei. It was precisely for this reason that the Sanding Family and Dachun did not continue to wait in Shangzhuang and returned to Baishi Mountain first.

Wu Fei fulfilled their wishes and told them all the situation at that time, but he did not focus on how dangerous it was, because when he found out that when the Japanese said that the Japanese bombarded him, Xiaole and Xiaotong were both nervous, even though they were clearly in front of them. Wu Fei regarded their expressions as care for their partners, and was unwilling to worry them afterwards.

"Have you spent a day and a night on the tree?" Nengzhu asked in surprise. He grew up in the mountains, but if he had to stay on the tree for so long under such circumstances, he would never be able to do it.

"It can only be considered as daytime. I only climbed the tree when it was almost dawn." Wu Fei replied with a smile, as if this was no big deal.

"Secretary Tan, Master San, I have a question to ask you." After answering Nengzhu's words, Wu Fei suddenly remembered the scene he saw in Shangzhuang Diaolou.

"The Japanese have a car, where smoke will come from behind its butt, the wheels are pressed against a belt, and there is a short tube on the roof, which looks like a turtle shell. What is this?"

"Tank car!"

Secretary Tan and the third leader exclaimed in unison. Wu Fei asked very correctly. Among the people present, only the two of them and Brother Shan recognized the thing. Even Dachun, as the captain of the Baishishan guerrillas, had never seen it before.

"What is a tank? Is it more powerful than the Japanese cannon?" Wu Fei asked afterwards.

"Have you seen it in Shangzhuang? How many are there?" Secretary Tan did not answer his words, but instead asked back.

"I have seen it, I only saw one!" Wu Fei answered truthfully.

"No!" Secretary Tan murmured to himself: "Aren't the only iron-armored patrol vehicles patrolling the highway? When will it be replaced with tank vehicles?"

Wu Fei couldn't understand the difference between a tank car and an iron-armored patrol car. Seeing that Secretary Tan seemed to be thinking about something, he did not disturb him, but looked at the third leader.

"There are a lot of differences between tank vehicles and armored patrol vehicles. The most intuitive thing is that the roof of the tank vehicle is equipped with 37mm onboard artillery, while armored patrol vehicles do not; tank vehicles use tracks, while armored patrol vehicles use ordinary wheels." Sandang explained: "Tank vehicles are generally arranged in the main divisions and brigades of the Japanese. They don't even see them in small counties like Laiyuan, so they naturally don't have them. In the past, the Sandang master paused for a moment and said to Wu Fei in a warning tone: "Next time I see a tank vehicle, you must not take it lightly. It is a monster wrapped in steel, which cannot be defeated by our flesh and blood. Also, when seeing the armored patrol vehicles on the highway, we must also be far away from it. Our current strength is still unmatched."

"Is it so scary?" Wu Fei couldn't understand and muttered in a low voice.

"The Liu Dangjia is right. Tank vehicles are almost invincible to us at present." Secretary Tan sighed and said, "I just thought about it. Tank vehicles have never appeared in Laiyuan City. They should have been brought by the Japanese in the provincial capital. It seems that we really have to crouch in Baishi Mountain for a lot of time, but where to get so much food."

After Secretary Tan said this, the room immediately fell into silence, and the atmosphere was a little subtle.

Wu Fei looked at Xiaole, and after looking at each other, Xiaole lowered her head first. She knew why Wu Fei looked at her, but it was not because of the food hidden in the cave behind Xiao Wangzhuang. If they were taken out, it would be enough to support these people in Baishi Mountain to the autumn harvest time.

Seeing that Xiaole avoided him, Wu Fei looked at the third leader again, but this guy didn't even think about why Wu Fei went to see him, let alone understand the meaning.

In fact, Wu Fei could understand Xiaole and knew the reason why she bowed her head. If he were in Xiaole's position, he would have made the same choice. After all, Ermashan still has to go back, and those food, weapons and ammunition that cannot be taken away are just for development.

"Secretary Tan, how long can the food for the villagers and brothers last?" After asking this question, Wu Fei immediately realized something was wrong. This should be considered a private question. As an outsider, he should not ask this way.

"It's about ten days, at most it's like this." Secretary Tan looked worried, and the reason was only because of the inadvertent news revealed by Wu Fei.

"The Japanese in the provincial capital don't look like they will leave in ten days. Once the food is eaten up, we will be in trouble." After hearing Secretary Tan's words, Wu Fei also felt that a huge crisis would come soon, and he was also in trouble.

"Let's not talk about this for now!" Secretary Tan changed his tone, "The three of us came here because we were reluctant to discuss it with you."

As soon as Secretary Tan said that, Wu Fei roughly guessed what he was about to say, but he did not intend to inform Xiaole and the third leader.

"Secretary Tan, don't be so polite. We are a family now. Just say something if you have something to do!" Sandang's house scolded him unhappily, but Xiaole's expression seemed to have guessed what Secretary Tan was going to say next. He frowned slightly and looked up at Wu Fei, with the intention of asking in his eyes.

"It's like this. We want to invite all the heroes from Ermashan to join the Eighth Route Army."

As Wu Fei expected, Secretary Tan really sent an invitation to merge to Ermashan. The Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment jumped out of Laiyuan. What he said was to invite the people from Ermashan to join the Eighth Route Army, but in fact, it can only merge with the Baishishan guerrillas now.

It’s not that the Baishishan guerrillas are not good, but for the third leader, the Baishishan guerrillas are only local armed forces of the nature of "military regiments". They are not as good as those from regular national army units. Even if they really want to join the Eighth Route Army, they will consider main forces like the Independent Regiment.
Chapter completed!