Chapter 2 Cross Currents (12 Middle School)

The last few words. Said it with a lot of voice. The officers who were rubbing their fists at the bottom immediately calmed down. No one dares to say a word that is not inconsequential. As a veteran who once fought hard with little devils on the Great Wall. None of them are greedy for life and afraid of death. However, he died heroically in the bloody battle with the little devil. He was court-martialed for bragging about his mistakes. But it's two different things entirely. The former is vigorous and shining for thousands of years. The latter will only let their children and grandchildren never look up in front of the villagers.

"He didn't mean to tell the two of us." Also shocked by Captain Qi's words was Fang Guoqiang. Just arrived in a completely unfamiliar environment. He was far more defensive than usual. Secretly pulled the corner of Zhang Songling's clothes. The latter are implicitly reminded to be vigilant. Don't be discouraged in the heat of the moment. Jump into the trap carefully laid by the Kuomintang diehards.

It's just a pity that his movements are too light. Zhang Songling didn't notice it at all. I strode to the simple map. I looked up a few times first. Then he quickly took out a white cloth with markings from his coat pocket. Directly covered the map tightly.

"What are you going to do."" It's too much. Don't even say hello. I put up the map of our regiment commander."." What is painted on that white cloth. He's not going to rip the sheets off." In a flash. There was a sound of criticism below. Almost all officers of the Ninety-third Regiment . Including a few people who once had a good impression of Zhang Songling. I couldn't help but frown quietly. It's so rude. It's so rude. I don't know how to advance or retreat. Head Qi asked you to be the first to speak. It's for the sake of you taking the initiative to take the lead. And not really want to hear you point fingers. On the specific arrangement of troops. There is no one in this room who is better than you? Which one is not enough to be your missionary teacher.

"This is a clue I gave based on local herders. and observe it with your own eyes. A simple topographic map of the battlefield." In a noisy chatter. Zhang Songling turned around. Explained with a smile: "The innermost two red lines. It was Kodama's last circular defensive position. Outwards are the 200 meters, 150 meters, 100 meters, and 50 meters contours. The triangle represents the woods. The squares represent the rocks. Fine ink dots represent sandy ground. The thin cross represents the bushes. Well. One more thing to add. The height I just mentioned. is the relative height. Not absolute elevation. Contour lines run every 50 meters. The error should not exceed 10 percent."

"Hum..." And then like a mouth gagged by an invisible hand. Quickly died down. As the so-called connoisseur makes a move. I don't know if there is. See this impromptu map. Even the people who were the most unconvinced by Zhang Songling before. They all quietly put away the contempt on their faces. Instead. It is undisguised amazement and admiration.

Because of the long war. Successive Chinese governments have not been able to navigate the situation. At this moment, the National Revolutionary Army said that it was a topographical map specific to a certain nameless mound on the grassland. Even the kind of ordinary geographical overview map used by Captain Qi before. They all had to be captured from the Japanese. I can only give the conductor a rough look. It does not play a specific operational reference role at all. And Zhang Songling's temporary hand-painted one. The technique is a little rougher. But the way to cross the contour line with the actual battlefield is used. The terrain details of the entire battlefield are directly placed under everyone's noses. Where it's steep and hard to walk. Where the slope is gentle. Which place is easy to defend and hide. Where can I hide myself? Look carefully for a moment. You can basically do it in your chest.

"He is worthy of the old brigade commander's favorite. He still has this kind of stunt." An officer in the color of a captain's uniform turned his head sideways. Muttering to his colleagues in a small voice.

"Anyway, people have also won two Baoding medals. If only there were no real guys. Sun Lianzhong would have put so much effort into cultivating him at that time." His colleague nodded. The discussion was full of emotion.

"Isn't it? Just rely on this hand-drawn map ability. Everywhere you go, it's fragrant. Take it around when you fight. The one who was the commander-in-chief saved the strength of the old nose."

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"You can see it from the map. The offensive line chosen by Commander Qi during the day. It is indeed the lowest slope on the entire dirt mountain. The terrain is also the most open." Although the attitude of the people below has come to a 180-degree turn. Zhang Songling is still the same as before. Continue to replenish with a slow and clear voice." So. Tomorrow morning. I'm ready to continue the assault from the same lot. I gave a rough estimate. The slope of this area is about 17 degrees. Not too steep. But if you want to give full play to the speed advantage of the war horse. This oblique chamfer ....... must be used"

While talking. He pulled another charcoal strip out of his pocket. Diagonally diagonally at the most sparse of several contour lines. At the same time, it is a position with relatively few obstacles, and a long line is drawn." Let the cavalry lead the horses here first. It's about three hundred meters away from the little devil's position. Suddenly sprint towards due east. Words like this. The difficulty of the Warhorse's sprint will be much reduced. But at the same time, the distance will be stretched to about 700 meters. plus the negative effects of the terrain. The whole sprint takes about two minutes. If you let the little devils concentrate their firepower to intercept it. In these two minutes. The cavalry will have nothing to defend themselves......"

All the talk was gone. Battle-hardened officers. Even if you can't understand the zigzag contour lines and messy identifiers on the map. I also know what the black line that Zhang Songling added with the carbon bar at the end means... That's a veritable path to death. After the offensive is launched. The cavalrymen of the Blackstone guerrillas. will follow this road. Straight to the Japanese position. above their side. That's dozens of light and heavy machine guns. The fiery serpent that spits out sin in turn........

Two minutes. A crooked handle can shoot two hundred and forty rounds. The Type 92 heavy machine gun could easily fire more than 800 rounds. A dozen light and heavy machine guns. Enough to make the way of the cavalry . Turns into a river full of bullets. If allies do not cooperate well during this time. Or deliberately not cooperate. Cavalry of the Blackstone guerrillas. No one will survive.

The night breeze blowing in from the window was very cold. Freeze the officers' breath. It turned into thick and long white smoke. Everyone didn't expect Zhang Songling's arrangement of the attack to be so decisive. What's even more unexpected. The Tubalu guerrillas actually believe in themselves so much. Take the lives of all the cavalry. All of them were handed over to themselves without reservation. This trust. Make their shoulders and hearts feel incredibly heavy. So heavy that I can barely breathe properly. At this moment. They just want to stand up. Facing the two guerrilla captains, he pulled off his chest clothes. Tell the other person. The blood is still hot. Go with confidence; As long as Lao Tzu still has a breath of air. You won't be allowed to shoot at you.

According to the above. I need friendly forces to provide the following cooperation......." Zhang Songling next request. There is definitely a suspicion of overstepping. But. The entire ninety-third regiment up and down. Including the most kind-hearted Head Qi and the least kind Lu Xiaogui. No one came forward to accuse him of not knowing how to move forward. Nor did anyone question his request. The guerrillas have already handed over their backs to you. As a robe. How can you have the cheekiness to continue to nitpick. The only thing you can do. It's about raising your arms. Hold his back firmly. Until their own blood runs dry. Until I can no longer open my eyes.

"If the attack goes well. The cavalry launched two minutes after the attack. I'm going to cut through the devil's position." This moment. Zhang Songling's figure looks steady. Extremely disproportionate to his real age." Due to the relationship between the number of people and the speed of the horses. The cavalry alone is on its own. It will certainly not be possible to continue to expand the results. So. If it's possible. I hope the death squad will be in front of the offensive . Able to lurk in this position."

Finger a tree marker on the map. Zhang Songling continued to confidently add. When the horses rushed up. Most of the attention of the little devils is bound to be attracted by the cavalry. The death squad chooses the right opportunity to attack. We will definitely get twice the result with half the effort."

The smoke and dust from the horse's hooves obscured the sky. The devils stared at them with red eyes. Aim at the galloping horses and shoot wildly. Right now. More than two hundred men suddenly rushed out of the woods, carrying box cannons in one hand. A figure holding a ghost-headed broadsword in one hand. In an instant, it was like a torrent slapping on the devil's position. Smash the whole position to pieces.

No need to close your eyes. All the officers could see a similar scene. Finally, he dealt a fatal blow to the Kodama squadron. Not the first partisan cavalry to attack. but the Ninety-Third Regiment itself. According to Zhang Fatzi's plan. Even all the cavalry of the partisans . All fell under the guns of the little devils. Death squad armed with a broadsword. There is still plenty of time and opportunity. to complete the final mission.

Zhang Fatzi is not ignorant of advance and retreat. in his heart. From the very beginning. put the Blackstone guerrillas in a supporting role. He never wanted to dominate the crowd. Instead, do your best. Wipe out the little devils on the dirt mountain who are waiting for help.

"Bang bang." I don't know which one took the lead. Applause to Zhang Songling. Moment. Warm applause rang out in the conference room. Like a wave of pine. The officers of the ninety-third regiment blushed. Red eyes. The heartfelt respect was unreservedly given to the person who was nearly half younger than himself in front of the map. to this former lieutenant colonel of the National Revolutionary Army. Now the ** guerrilla brigade captain .

"Who has additional comments. Speak up. If not. Just now Lieutenant Colonel Zhang's suggestion. This is the final plan for the execution of this battle." When the applause fades down. The regiment leader Qi walked quickly to Zhang Songling's side. Announce it loudly." Furthermore. Tomorrow Lao Tzu will personally lead the death squad to fight the second wave. We will never let the brothers of the Eighth Route Army die in vain."