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The torrential rain seemed to have stopped a bit, and it was crackling on the surface of the river, but now it became a driplet.

The bamboo raft that Han Feng was riding had already taken the lead in approaching the shore, and there was no danger along the way.

After all, this is the Qin River, and the place chosen by Han Feng and others has an open basin and a slower flow of water, which is far less choppy than the Jinsha River and Dadu River crossed during the Red Army's Long March.

The only thing that needs to be overcome is this non-stop rainstorm, crackling and smashing on the body, it is actually a little painful.

The soldiers usually can't keep up with their nutrition, and their immunity may not be strong, so they are drenched in torrential rain for several hours and forced to cross the Qin River.

If nothing else, when this battle is over, even if they are not defeated by the enemy, many of the fighters are afraid that they will catch the cold.

Therefore, Han Feng made up his mind early in the morning, and after seizing the Japanese position on the east bank of the Xia Qin River, he boiled a large pot of ginger syrup to ward off the cold for the soldiers.

As for now, the first commandos have arrived on the east coast.

The sky has become brighter and brighter, but the weather is raining, and the whole morning will be gray near the Qin River.

After drifting downstream for two meters, the raft slammed into the shore, where the soft soil on the shore was broken up and fell into the river, making the river even more turbid and quickly passing away.

Liu Zheng, who was standing at the head of the bamboo raft, took the lead in jumping onto the shore, and the others went ashore one after another, and after everyone went ashore, they dragged the bamboo raft ashore together, and several people carried the bamboo raft to quickly return to the shore position parallel to the departure point of the opposite bank.

This end was also nailed to a stake, and the hemp rope was tied to it.

When he returned, he only needed Lehi to stand on the bamboo raft alone, quickly pull the rope on the opposite bank, so that the bamboo raft drifted towards the opposite bank, and at the same time dragged the hemp rope tied to his side forward.

This is a helpless move, the current is too fast, if you don't use a rope for traction, every time you reach your own shore from the opposite shore, you will inevitably slide a lot upstream, so that you will slide downstream, and you will be an enemy a kilometer downstream.

Therefore, every time the raft arrives from one side of the shore to the other, the soldiers will immediately drag the raft to the shore and carry it back to its original position.

When I went ashore, I looked back at the river, the smoke and rain were hazy, the vision was amazing, and the fog was again.

"Are they all ashore? No surprises, right? The four bamboo rafts were sent back to the other side, and Han Feng asked as he looked at the team gathered in front of him.

Duan Peng said: "Report to the head of the group, 55 people are a lot. ”

"Okay, immediately alert all the visible visions around us, and when the rest of the team crosses the river, we will be ready to start moving.

In addition, Duan Peng, take a few people, let's go and investigate the little devil's camp first. ”

"Yes."

The crossing continued, and the rain began to fall heavily.

The clothes are tightly attached to the flesh and skin, perhaps for a long time. It has been soaked a little white, and if you take off your clothes at this time, you can wring out a lot of water.

The banks of the Qin River are open and have a relatively wide field of vision, except for a small earthen bag that rises from time to time as a concealment, there is basically no other cover.

Thinking about it this way, if it weren't for the fact that the view was blocked in the face of this torrential rain, it would not be easy to touch the devil's camp without knowing it.

Han Feng took the lead, and everyone took advantage of the torrential rain to touch the Japanese camp.

There were eleven people in the group, all of whom were old members of the commando.

On the way forward, everyone looked at the familiar back of the road in front of them, and they were all a little stunned.

The brothers couldn't remember how long it had been since they had fought alongside the third brother like this.

I still remember when I was in the new regiment, the old third class, the cooking class, and the independent company...... These names and stories, which have been in mind for some years now, have never been forgotten by the brethren of the commando.

Duan Peng realized the gap at this time.

In normal times, when he takes the commando team to carry out tasks, he needs to constantly give gestures and give various combat orders, so that this team can be like his own arm, order and prohibit, and exert the strongest combat effectiveness.

But at this moment, the whole team was led by the regiment commander Han Feng, the regiment commander did not issue an order along the way, he just took the lead in front of everyone, everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding, all the actions followed, perfect connection, and one more order seemed to be redundant.

When to hide, when to move forward, the eyes of the team members never seem to leave the regiment commander.

There was still some distance from the enemy's camp, Duan Peng couldn't help but ask when he followed Han Feng's side, "Regiment leader, I don't understand, but I feel it, when the commando team is in your hands, it seems that one is the real commando, am I wrong, or is there something wrong?" ”

Han Feng stopped, and everyone hid behind a dirt bag, the time was not urgent, and more needed to fight to wait for the follow-up troops to all cross the Qin River.

Han Feng said: "Didn't figure it out? ”

"I don't understand."

"Why don't you ask a few of them?"

Duan Peng was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhou Daniu behind him, Bao Taiping and a few people.

Bao Taiping grinned lightly, "It's been a long time since I've fought with the third brother, this feeling is so good." ”

"Duan Peng, you, the captain, have actually done a very good job, except for the third brother, there should be no one who can do better than you, but ...... How to say it, when we fought with the third brother, we seemed to have souls and our own ideas, and we seemed to have that tacit understanding between each other, and the brothers all knew what the third brother would do next and what he wanted to do.

But when you lead the team, it's different, we just wait for your next step. Zhou Daniu analyzed seriously.

Han Feng smiled: "Duan Peng, do you understand now?" ”

Duan Peng scratched his head, "Commander, I still don't understand." ”

Han Feng said: "It's very simple, Duan Peng, what do you think of the commando?" What do you think? ”

Duan Peng did not hesitate, "Regiment Commander, the commando team was brought out by you, I have never seen such a powerful team, I feel that the commando team is like a spear, a spear that can be inserted directly into the heart of the enemy, the commando team is the real trump card of our regiment." ”

"That's all? What else? ”

"This ...... I'm stupid, and I don't know what to say. Duan Peng replied.

Han Feng smiled: "You can answer like this, in fact, it's no wonder you, at the beginning, the answer in my heart may not be different from yours, but now I want to tell you the answer in my heart."

What is Commando?

The commando is my brother, a special combat team composed of my closest brothers, I used to carry out missions here, fighting side by side with my brothers, fighting devils together, bleeding together, facing the sacrifices of my comrades, suffering together, and enjoying happiness together.

I have never forgotten this feeling, never.

Although I am now the head of the regiment and have fewer opportunities to fight side by side with my brothers, I am sure that no matter how many years, ten years, or even decades have passed, as long as my brothers and I get together again, there is no need to say anything, and the tacit understanding in everyone's hearts will immediately return to the past.

Why?

Because this kind of brotherhood of comrades-in-arms who share life and death is deep in the bones, and will never fade with the passage of time.

Because we trust each other, just as on the battlefield, when I kill my frontal enemy, I will feel comfortable exposing my back to the enemy, because I believe that I still have my brothers behind me.

In this team, I am not everyone's commander, I am just a brother, everyone can have their own ideas, after all, on the battlefield, everyone is facing the situation is changing rapidly, and the judgment made by themselves is the most accurate.

I have already handed over the teaching to everyone, whether to hit the machine gunner first, or the commander first, when it really comes to the battlefield, when the situation is urgent, Duan Peng, do you think you rely on the commander's eyes to observe carefully, or the dozens of pairs of eyes of the brothers?

I know you have the answer in your heart, and that's what you're lacking for the time being.

Duan Peng, in terms of special operations, you still have a lot to learn, and you need to learn more about the run-in, tacit understanding, and trust between members of a special combat team.

You are a good commando commander, but I also hope that one day you can be a good brother. ”

"Okay, it's almost time, let's get ready to go, everyone keeps an eye on the situation around us, if there is a scout or sentry of the devil, kill him for me as soon as possible."

"Yes."

The team continued to move forward, braving the torrential rain, Duan Peng still followed closely behind Han Feng.

He did not expect that in such an urgent combat operation, under this torrential rain, the regiment commander confided such heartfelt words to him.

Treat the commandos as their home, each commando as their brothers, their brothers, and then the commanders.

Duan Peng thought back to what Han Feng had said, and seemed to understand something, but suddenly felt that he didn't understand anything.

But the touch in his heart was real.

He clenched his fist in the rainstorm, and the rain was quickly squeezed out of his palm, and Duan Peng temporarily threw these mixed thoughts out of his mind.

The enemy camp is not far away......