Zhao Gang's voice echoed inside the Headquarters command post. Wang Diren tapped his fingers lightly against the map, his brow furrowed. Inside the command post, several leaders of the Eighth Route Army wore grim expressions.
"Find a way to stall the Japs for another hour. An hour from now, the tanks will take turns returning to the mountain hollow warehouse to refuel and resupply, then wait for me to arrive."
Wang Diren thought about how he still needed to go to the front lines. The tanks had to be refueled and reloaded. What he feared most was whether the Japanese had discovered the aircraft.
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