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The territory of central Liaoning is a low-lying plain, with little undulation and flat terrain.

There are many dense forests along the border.

In mid-February, the weather here has passed the coldest part of the winter, but it can still be cold to the bones.

In the eyes of ordinary people, in this deep mountain and old forest, in addition to heavy snow, it is still heavy snow, and animals have long been nested and hibernated, and there are basically no traces of human activities in the whole area.

But what no one knew was that in the middle of this deep mountain and old forest, the Far Eastern Regiment, which had a thousand people, had been stationed for more than ten days.

In the past few days, it has snowed again, large and small triangular wooden houses are distributed in this deep mountain area, and a large amount of snow has been piled up on the wooden houses, which are not like wooden houses, like snow houses, a little far away, even if you look through the binoculars, you can't see why, and you think it is a dirt bag raised between the mountains!

Who would have thought that on such a cold day, the comrades of the Far Eastern Regiment would survive on these wooden houses.

Of course, the process is not as easy as it seems.

There was no fighting all day.

The weather is cold, and it is too unwise to train against the cold wind and snow, and it is easy to freeze the fighters down.

Sitting in the wooden hut watching the snow and chatting, the cadres were responsible for doing some cultural and educational work for the soldiers below, and this was the main content of the Far Eastern Regiment in the past ten days.

Political commissar Xu Zilin has considered this, and the past ten days have just given the soldiers of the Far East Regiment who have just come to the territory of puppet Manchuria a period of adaptation and adjustment, so that everyone can gradually adapt to the harsh and cold environment here in winter.

"Political commissar, it's been sixteen days since today, and it was ten days when I said it was good, why hasn't the third brother come back yet?" The monk rubbed his hands and drilled into the wooden house where Xu Zilin was, on this cold day, he had just gone out for a while, and his face was already a little red from the cold.

As soon as he entered the wooden house, the monk was a little stunned, there were many people in the house, Jiang Long, Dong Chenghai, Sun Desheng, Duan Peng and his party were all there.

Fortunately, when the wooden house was built, a relatively large wooden house was specially built as the temporary regimental headquarters of the Far Eastern Regiment.

Drill into the wooden house to find a place to curl up, only occupy a palm-sized place, this whole wooden house can also fit ten or eight people, this is what everyone does on weekdays when they have meetings or study.

Xu Zilin said: "You ask me, I ask who to go, I hope Lao Han won't encounter any trouble." ”

"Hehe, political commissar, don't worry, the little devil and the puppet army can catch the third brother? I won't believe it if I am killed. ”

The monk found a place and sat down cross-legged, "Jiang Long, now I finally know what quack is cold, a few days ago when it was the coldest, I spit on the ground, and then turned my head, the saliva became a spitt nail, this whole I don't dare to pee casually, for fear that the urine will be frozen into a popsicle again, and then freeze up......"

"Monk, you kid will say these nonsense words, is it that no one can control you if Lao Han is not there? Hurry up and sit down and get down to business. ”

"Yes." The monk smirked.

The temperature in the wooden house is actually low, and the soldiers don't train on weekdays, and when they are cold, they just nest in the quilt of the wooden house, and use their bodies to warm up the quilt, which is considered comfortable.

The big wooden house at the regiment headquarters is used for meetings, naturally there is no quilt, and people seem to be bubbling cold all around when they drill inside, but fortunately, at this time, the big guys have entered the wooden house, there are many people, and the hot air of breathing is full of air in the room, and the temperature seems to have risen a lot.

The regimental meeting began, and we began to get down to business.

Xu Zilin was the first to speak: "Let's discuss the follow-up action of the team this time, let's talk about the biggest difficulty first, our food is almost eaten, and we prepared more than half a month's rations, but no one thought that we would stay in this deep mountain and snow for fifteen or sixteen days, at most three days, most of the soldiers have eaten the rations they have carried, but they have to starve, and some eat quickly, it is estimated that the ration bags have bottomed out now."

Lao Han doesn't know when he will come back, we have to plan for the worst in everything, the big guys all say, if Lao Han still doesn't come back one day, what should we do? ”

Dong Chenghai said: "Political commissar, at that time, we have no other way but to rob the Japanese puppet army, otherwise we will be starved to death before we have time to kill the devil." ”

Sun Desheng agreed.

"Duan Peng, you tell everyone about the situation."

"Yes."

"After more than ten days of reconnaissance, we found that there are several relatively large tribes in the suburbs of Liaozhong, and the devils are divided into the eastern tribes, western tribes, southern tribes and northern tribes in central Liaoning.

Among them, the eastern tribe is the closest to us, and if we march with the whole regiment, it will only take about three hours to reach the place. ”

"Then what are you waiting for, fight!" Sun Desheng said.

"Political commissar, I also agree with sending troops, we don't have much rations left, if we stay any longer, it is very likely that we will fall into passivity." Dong Chenghai Road.

The monk said: "Political commissar, why don't we beat him first, and then hide in this deep mountain and wait for the third brother to come back?" ”

Xu Zilin was silent for a while, and she was subconsciously thinking again, if Lao Han was here at this time, what decision would he make?

But in the end, he had no clue, when Lao Han was there, he always fought elusively, without any rules, as if he did whatever he wanted, and he was imaginative.

He was very confident in every step he took, and the facts proved that this was the case, and every step he chose led to success.

It's the embodiment of a good leader who believes in his own judgment and unwaveringly infects others to execute it.

However, when it was Xu Zilin's turn again, she could feel the difficulty of this kind of decision-maker giving orders.

After all, this is the whole regiment's men and horses, but if there is a mistake in command, all the lives that are sacrificed are alive.

The pressure is high.

Xu Zilin became more and more eager for Han Feng's return, "I'll discuss this matter with you first, as for whether to fight or not, let's delay it a little later!"

If we attack the eastern tribes of central Liao, if we suddenly attack, the possibility of success will of course be very high, but after this battle, we will be completely exposed.

Duan Peng, the weather is cold during this time, the cotton clothes and cotton pants in the regiment are rations, first follow the comrades of our reconnaissance platoon, and expand the scope of reconnaissance a little more, half a day, we will only wait for the last half a day, if the regiment commander has not returned...... Lao Dong, Lao Sun, monk, let's formally discuss the plan to send troops. ”

"Yes."

Meanwhile.

After arriving in Liaozhong, with the help of the identity of Konoe Jiro, Han Feng successfully left the city......