Chapter 2: Cross Currents (12b)

"Regiment commander......." several officers jumped . Trying to persuade Lao Qi to take back his life. However, I saw Zhang Songling standing beside Lao Qi. The mouth opened in vain. The rest of the words are not a word out of my mouth. Just in the battle plan. Zhang Fatzi was obviously preparing to personally lead the cavalry to the battle. The captains of the Tubalu people put life and death out of the way. No matter how thick-skinned they are. I can't persuade my own head to hide behind the team in front of the other party.

"There are suggestions for battle plans . You can speak freely. Other things. There's no need to be verbose." The regiment leader Lao Qi had long expected that someone would dissuade him. Eyebrows raised. Again, loudly emphasized.

"Yes." The officers agreed with red eyes. Forthwith. began to be based on his previous combat experience and the current real situation of the 93rd Regiment. Supplement the battle plan proposed by Zhang Songling. Some of the comments are very realistic. After consulting Zhang Songling's opinion, the head of the regiment, Qi. It was added to the battle plan as a specific implementation detail. Some of the suggestions are purely illustrative. Or simply to show that the proposer is actively involved. The regiment leader Qi was not angry. Smiled and encouraged a few words. Then invite others to continue speaking.

Everyone works together. Soon the entire battle plan was replenished to the point where it could be executed at any time. The regiment leader Qi saw that the heat was almost over. The discussion was declared closed. Then he led all the officers present. The refined plan was reorganized from start to finish. Strive to engrave it firmly in the hearts of each participant. At last. Then he cleared his throat. He said aloud, "Where should everyone be here tomorrow morning? What exactly do you do? I think everyone has remembered it clearly. I won't be verbose anymore. After going down. Start preparing now. Six o'clock sharp. We'll see you on time. The meeting was adjourned."

"Loyal to the country. No regrets." All the officers stood up in unison. Respond loudly. Then I packed my bags. trotted out of the command.

Fang Guoqiang also shouted a slogan with everyone. Move your legs. Dizzy, he walked out the door. Lots of things to hear and see tonight. It's not the same as his previous experience. It made him feel very uncomfortable. It's like dreaming with my eyes open all the time. None of what is happening around us is real. But I can't wake myself up. Can only watch. i.e. not getting involved. And you can't really stay outside.

"Stop. Stop." He didn't want the nightmare to continue. While silently reciting in my heart. While shoving your left index finger into your mouth. Bite down hard." Hmm." The pain was so sharp that he snorted. The dream in front of me did not dissipate as I wished. Opposite. Everything seems to be speeding up suddenly. Running faster and faster towards him not wanting to see the tragic end.

"What's wrong. Generous.." Zhang Songling, who was walking in front, heard a muffled snort. I looked back in amazement. With the nickname when they took a train to join the army. Ask with concern.

"Nope. Nothing.." Fang Guoqiang instinctively stopped. Raise your hand. wiped a handful of cold sweat from his forehead. Covered up with difficulty." Just now. I was a little sleepy just now. He bit his finger."

"It's still hard to bite yourself. Yours is yours." Zhang Songling's gaze was quickly attracted by the other party's bleeding fingers. Stunned. Dumbfounding.

Fang Guoqiang was a little embarrassed by the laughter. Put your fingers in your pants pockets. Rub it casually a few times. Then he explained curtly: "Walked all day. Inevitably, some people are confused. That's why I didn't control the pressure."

"It's too. This whole day down. You've walked at least a hundred miles." Zhang Songling is very considerate of other people's difficulties. Put away your smile. Take the initiative to find the bottom of the stairs for Fang Guoqiang." So be it. When you get back to camp, you go to sleep. I'll send someone to wake you up before you go."

"No need. No. I'll just find a place to grab some snow and wipe it." Fang Guoqiang smiled and waved his hand repeatedly. What is happening in front of you is certainly not a dream. In his old dreams. Zhang Songling is still the little white fat man who is a whole head shorter than him. And now. The little white fat man of the year has become a big black fat man. And it was a foot high.

Not a dream. He had to do something. Even if you can't change the battle plan that has been set. At least remind Zhang Songling that it is indispensable to guard against people. Come to think of it. Fang Guoqiang quickly turned his head and looked around. Then he said in a very low voice: "You are really so relieved of the Ninety-Three Regiment. To know. Before this. They also have the idea of annexing the guerrillas."

"They haven't completely given up on the idea until now." Zhang Songling nodded lightly at first. Then he shook his head slightly. But I believe . When we were fighting with the little devils. They won't do it from behind our backs. Otherwise. Not only did he not have an account to explain to the military division. It is with the brothers under the Ninety-Three Regiment. It's also not quite right."

Fang Guoqiang is at this moment. I finally felt how stubborn Zhang Songling was. Gritted his teeth. Continue to persuade hard." But. But it's entirely possible that they deliberately ......."

"Kill with a sword. Isn't it. I'm sure they won't." Didn't wait for him to finish. Zhang Songling quickly interrupted. Lao Qi is a real soldier. Real military men. Disdain to play this set. Moreover, even if there is a problem with the cooperation between the two parties. Little devils may not be able to do anything to us. The cavalry has an absolute speed advantage. Just rush up. The initiative is entirely in our own hands. People who haven't done targeted drills. I can't grasp the rhythm of the battlefield at all."

"Hmm. That ........!" Fang Guoqiang's big blinking eyes were full of confusion. I can't understand why Zhang Songling is so confident in Lao Qi's character. It is also impossible to understand why he was so confident in the cavalry raid tactics he had just developed. According to the currently popular military doctrine . After the appearance of machine guns . The withdrawal of cavalry from the battlefield is already a historical inevitability. Fang Guoqiang with no relevant experience. It is simply impossible to imagine the interception under the fire of a dozen machine guns . How the cavalry of the Blackstone guerrillas could rush in front of the enemy. Raise the saber in your hand high.

Zhang Songling completely saw Fang Guoqiang's expression. Know what the person is worried about. Thought about it. Explained in a voice that only he and the other party could hear: "Some politicians in the upper echelons of the Jin Suijun are trying to create friction. The reasons are nothing more than two. First. In this way, it is necessary to show the heart to certain people in the national government. Second. After the Japanese were driven out. The Jin Sui army monopolized the Saiwai grassland to prepare. And the old Qi of the ninety-third regiment. But he's a soldier. You can't generalize with those politicians. He wanted to annex us. The figure is that this can quickly strengthen the combat effectiveness of the 93rd Regiment. After all, the past records of our Blackstone guerrillas are there. Take such a team in your hands. It is a temptation that cannot be refused to any surrounding forces. But a soldier has the rules of a soldier. No matter how much he uses force to force us to join. Or bribe and woo with money. Just get it done at the end. Others will find it understandable. And if he passes through the hands of the little devils. Beat our guerrillas into an empty shelf. In addition to the notoriety of killing people with a knife, he Lao Qi has fallen. Nothing else will be gained. On the contrary, it is very likely that the hearts of his brothers will be chilled because of this. to the end. Causing the people to rebel and leave their relatives. I can't even sit firmly in the position of the head of the regiment."

"This ....." Fang Guoqiang blinked. Still confused. The second half of Zhang Songling's remarks have already touched on the rules between warlords in this era. Only in the guerrillas worked and had combat experience in him . I can't understand it for a while. But then Zhang Songling's words. But it made his mood relax a lot. The whole person also became perked up again. The steps are loud.

"The Kodama squadron has become the end of the crossbow." Maybe it's to make Fang Guoqiang feel at ease. It's really true that this is the case. When these words are spoken. Zhang Songling's face always has a confident glow that makes people feel stable after looking at it." Although it is a reinforced squadron. But the total number of troops is still less than 200. And the Ninety-Third Regiment and our two families. but they concentrated ten times as many troops. I fought with it all day. Even if there is a huge difference in the combat ability of the two sides. There were five casualties on our side. You can only replace the little devil alone. Kodama can continue to fight so far. At most, there are only fifty or sixty left. Hold on to such a large circular position with fifty or sixty people. You do the math. On average, the little devil has to be responsible for how long each person has to be responsible. As long as the timing is right. When our cavalry rushed to the edge of the trench. The enemies you will face are likely to be only a tiny fraction of them. Devil soldiers in other lots. I didn't have time to rush to help."

"This ....." Fang Guoqiang could not question Zhang Songling's description. I can only choose to believe for the time being." So what do I do. Just lead the recruits to clean up the battlefield."

"What department are you doing at the University of Resistance. I know how to use several types of artillery.." Zhang Songling did not immediately answer Fang Guoqiang's latest question. Instead, he turned his head and asked in a low voice.

"I went to a crash course for guerrilla cadres. Only detachments. Not divided. Taken as a whole. Focus on infantry command." Fang Guoqiang thought about it. Hesitantly responded. But. I can ride a horse. I also learned the Northwest Army's Eight Styles of Breaking Front. As for the artillery . It is dominated by mountain artillery and mortars. But only theoretically. Only a handful of live ammunition were fired."

"It's enough to be able to use mountain artillery and mortars. I just need you to communicate with the artillery company of the 93rd Regiment. You don't need to shoot it yourself." Zhang Songling was very satisfied with the answer given by Fang Guoqiang. He patted the latter the shoulder. whispered: "This battle. In addition to the earliest suspicious tactics. The coordination of artillery is the most critical. Our four Type 97 light mortars. I have arranged for a squadron of Zhang Lao Zheng to take command. The Ninety-Third Regiment over there. I'll leave it to you. The effect I expect to see is. Cannonballs open the way for the horses. Smoke and dust from the explosion. It can completely block the vision of the little devil. So that they simply can't use the power of their machine guns."

"Hmm." Fang Guoqiang immediately felt the pressure from his shoulders. Thought about it. nodded solemnly at Zhang Songling.

In the blink of an eye, back to the temporary garrison of the partisans. Zhang Songling called the cadres to a meeting. While introducing the new commissar to everyone. One side according to the latest perfect battle plan. Assign tasks. Fang Guoqiang has just arrived. A blind eye to the situation of the Blackstone guerrillas. So I can't talk about it. Can only listen quietly from the side. At the same time, secretly observe the respective performance of the participating cadres.

Everyone. Almost all of them were very different from his original colleagues in the army. Compared with the good men in the land of Yan Zhao. The skin tone of the man outside the plug is noticeably darker. The edges and corners of the face are also more distinct. Speaking in a rough voice. Listening to it in the ears is especially like a quarrel. But when your gaze intersects with his. But you can see the undisguised kindness and sincerity inside.

For Zhang Songling to take the initiative to ask Ying to take the lead. Everyone doesn't seem to have any opinions. There are even people who say it arrogantly. There is no need for the death squads of the Ninety-third Regiment to follow up at all . The cavalrymen of the Blackstone guerrillas. You can still use the horse's hooves to stomp Kodama Suke's head to pieces.

"Last time we were about a hundred people. To two little devils and a puppet army. Didn't suffer anything. This time face to face with the Kodama squadron. I didn't believe it could be in the gutter, and the boat capsized." As if eager to prove it to Fang Guoqiang, the new political commissar. Someone loudly cites previous records.

"It doesn't matter. The Ninety-Third Regiment fought theirs. Let's fight ours. Rush up and kill all the little devils first. So that the death squad of the 93rd Regiment couldn't even drink the soup. Kill them urgently." There are also people from the specific implementation details. Come up with neither violates the previous battle plan . But it can be a unique trick. Slapping the table and yelling.

This situation of ignoring the discipline of the venue. It is rare among the troops of the Eighth Route Army in the Guannai. Even in the Kuomintang army. Acts that must also be severely punished. And Zhang Songling is very accommodating to everyone. It seems that the more noisy it is. It can also show his own broad-mindedness.

"There's no such thing as an elite troop." Fang Guoqiang was very disappointed with everyone's performance. The brow is wrinkled unconsciously... However, he didn't have to wait to figure out how to tactfully present his opinion. The whole meeting has ended cleanly. The cadres who received the task stood up in an uproar. Neither applaud nor shout slogans . In the blink of an eye, it was a clean walk.

"Uh-huh. Uh-huh." Although I know in my heart that this is not the time to emphasize discipline. Fang Guoqiang still coughed and walked towards Zhang Songling. Whisper a reminder." ZHANG Team. Let's have a guerrilla meeting. Has it always been like this? I can feel the morale of the people is high. But compared to the Ninety-third Regiment. I always feel a little confusing. A little. It's a little bit like a regular soldier."

"That's pretty much it. They're used to it. I'm used to it, too." Zhang Songling smiled and nodded. Very generous response." Anyway, when we officially exchange fire with the little devil later. None of them will be lazy and slippery. Usually relax in front of me. It's not a big deal."

"Uh-huh. Uh-huh." Hear this. Fang Guoqiang's cough immediately became louder. It was as if there was a fire burning in my stomach. What's not a big deal... Organization and discipline. It is the guarantee of the combat effectiveness of a force. The order at the time of the meeting was inferior to even the Kuomintang . How can you expect this army to continue to win battles? Zhang Fat guy this guy. It's too merit-based.

"You've just arrived. Maybe not used to it yet." Zhang Songling gently slapped Fang Guoqiang on the back a few times. to appease." It's fine slowly. The real situation of everyone. It's not what it seems. Hi. I can't explain this kind of thing in a few words. In a word. Let's fight the battle in front of us first. I'll talk about the rest of the story."