Chapter Seven: Man Jianghong (5b)

Kill the enemy who is good at night raids with night raids, and then give the body of the Chinese regiment commander to the general Terauchi as a gift. Thinking of the huge benefits that this adventure could bring, Shinoji Ono was so excited that his palms sweated. If you can get the appreciation of the general in the temple, it is equivalent to catching up with the entire temple family. If he can catch up with the Terauchi family and use it as a backer and backing, his future for Shinji Ono will not be limited to a small reconnaissance wing captain! It is not impossible that the commander of a division, the commander of the front, or even enter the War Department, and be directly responsible to the emperor.

"Yo Xi!" He rubbed his hands together and looked forward to the night. Every moment was a very painful wait. But in the autumn of Shanxi, the night is late. It's been an hour since the enemy and us stopped exchanging fire, so why isn't it dark?! It's been an hour and a half since both sides disengaged, so why is it still dawning? The entire front command and all the soldiers have withdrawn to the temporary camp in the small village to eat, why is there still a layer of nasty gold edges on the clouds in the west?

After only eating a few simple dumplings for dinner, Shinji Ono lost his appetite. Looking at the last rays of light in the sky outside the thatched hut, he paced back and forth restlessly. That Chinese regiment leader hasn't rested for a day and a night, so he must be sleeping very deeply tonight, right?! What is that Chinese head doing now? Summing up the combat experience during the day, or are you ready to lose your position and run away?! Judging by his past performance, he shouldn't be a person who will run away! He should be thinking about how to hold his position at this moment. If he is really as brave as the legend says, he should think about how to defeat me now! Well, he should. He is a very interesting opponent, such an opponent is a real samurai, and he deserves to spend so much effort to deal with it.

Perhaps only the military will understand the thoughts of the military best. At a distance of five or six miles, Shinji Ono actually guessed most of the movements of the head of the secret service group, Gou Youde. At this moment, Gou Youde is working with the officers under his command to sum up the lessons learned during the day. And work together to find a way to break the enemy.

There are so many things that everyone needs to summarize during the daytime battle. the problem that the recruits are too weak to survive on the battlefield; the problem that veterans do not have a high desire to win; Officers drawn from outside could not adapt to the combat style of the Special Service Corps; There are also several new battalion commanders of the special service group who have insufficient control over the ability of their subordinates, and the problem of fire has erupted in the battle. If it weren't for the fact that the little devil wing at the foot of the mountain was seriously under-armed and couldn't fight with the special service group, it was difficult to predict whether the Walnut Garden position could be controlled in the hands of the special service group at this time.

"The little devil's marksmanship is so good, in comparison, our brothers are simply firing their guns blindly!" Wang Tiehan, the commander of the second battalion, thought about it and added softly. During the daytime fighting, the position of their battalion was not the main direction of attack of the Japanese army. Therefore, he observed more calmly and carefully than others, "In addition, the rhythm and organization of the firepower of the devil soldiers far surpass ours." Almost every time, it was the whole group, one senior with two privates, firing at the same target. Although this may seem like a waste of bullets, it can hurt or kill one of us almost every time. And on our side, we are still at the level of volleying guns in a row, or fighting indiscriminately, and the longer we shoot at the little devils, the greater the loss! ”

"There are more veterans in the devil team, all of whom have fought for several years, and of course they cooperate better than ours!" Li Qingfeng, the commander of the third battalion, was transferred from the old 31st Division, and his speech was not as direct as Wang Tiehan, "Moreover, they are willing to spend money on training in peacetime, unlike our side, after the recruits join the army, they can't shoot a few shots at all, so they go directly to the battlefield!" ”

"Especially machine guns, if you want to fight well, you have to use a pile of ammo!" Wang Xuesong, commander of the first company of the second battalion, echoed in a low voice, "Although the heavy machine guns of the devils are fed by plates, the firepower is rarely interrupted. We also have captured devil-made heavy machine guns here, but we can't keep up. Every few shuttles, you have to stop for half a day! ”

"Grenadier canisters too! We even fired the heavy machine gun twice, and it was blown up by the little devils with grenadiers. Zhao Dafeng, deputy of the third company, added loudly, "But the grenadiers on our side always miss the target." Oh, except for the gate of the second company....."

"Hehehe......" The officers raised their heads, turned their eyes to Zhang Songling and Liao Wenhua, and smiled knowingly. In the first half of the afternoon, the performance of the second company really made everyone nervous for a while. But in the second half of the game, the wonderful cooperation between Liao Culture and Zhang Songling made everyone's impression of Erlian also change greatly. Especially in the few times before the devil retreated, he had to be fast and accurate, so that the old mortar men in the regiment all looked at it and gave it a thumbs up.

"Blind, blind!" was very embarrassed by everyone, Liao Wenhua stood up and explained with a wry smile.

"If the grenadiers of the whole regiment can be as accurate as you and Xiao Zhang, I, as the head of the regiment, will be relieved!" Lao Gou waved his hand and motioned for Liao Wenhua to sit down and speak. "Okay, the experience and lessons, I think everyone has summed it up almost completely. After I went back, I chattered with the squad leaders and platoon commanders below, and if I could improve it immediately, I would improve it immediately. If you can't improve it immediately for the time being, you will be fighting with the devil while trying to find a way to change it for Lao Tzu. Tell the brothers, whether the devil comes up or not, give me two shots outside the trench to practice accuracy. This time we have bullets, so we don't need to save them. ”

"Hehehehehehe------" Hearing this, the officers laughed even louder. suffered such a big loss during the day, but everyone still hasn't lost the confidence to hold their positions. One of the very important reasons is that the food and ammunition in everyone's hands at this moment are too sufficient, so sufficient that they are embarrassed to give up their positions. Although in order to avoid being killed by enemy planes, most of them were painfully destroyed, and the remaining part was still enough for the secret service group to waste ten days and a half months.

Lao Gou gently pressed down with both hands, signaling everyone to be quiet. Then he cleared his throat and continued: "I just sent a telegram to Brigade Commander Huang, and if they want to clean up all the little devils that have been blocked, it will take at least another whole day. So tomorrow day and night, we'll have to stay here. The lessons and lessons are summarized here, and then let's talk about how we should fight next! ”

"Concentrate all the heavy firepower, and support whichever side the devil hits!" Wang Tiehan, the commander of the second battalion, thought for a while and spoke again, "Although the machine guns, grenadiers and mortars on our side are not as accurate as the little devils, the overall number is not worse than the little devils. Throw out bullets, shells, and grenades to blast at them, and see who can't hold it up first! ”

"Yes, I watched it during the day, although the little devils are flying the flag of the wing, the actual number is only the size of a brigade, not even a brigade!" Wang Xue, commander of the first company of the second battalion, added loudly.

"It's a reconnaissance wing. Originally, there were car soldiers and motorcycle soldiers, but it is estimated that because the mountain roads are difficult to walk, the cars and motorcycles were not driven. Li Qingfeng, the commander of the third battalion, had fought with devils in Liangxiang and Gu'an, and he had a detailed summary of his preparation, thought about it, and continued to add, "But it may also be that the special forces of the little devils, who originally specialized in sneak attacks and assassinations, are now in a hurry and are directly used as ordinary infantry!" ”

"No matter what kind of soldier it is, anyway, in the past day or two, the old devil on the river bank will not be able to come up with more soldiers to deal with us!" Zhao Dafeng glanced at him and said with a smile.

"Yes, with just seven or eight hundred devils, I want to take back the position from our secret service group, and the old devils on the river bank are too big!"

"It's not a big deal, it's a good woman who can't cook without rice!" Several other company commanders echoed in unison, their voices full of confidence in victory.

The little devils have strong individual combat effectiveness, and the little devils cooperate with each other tacitly, but the shortcoming of the little devils' lack of strength is also clearly seen by everyone. In the battle for position, the lack of troops is a dead end, especially when the morale of the enemy and us is not too different, there are not enough troops to put continuous pressure on the defending side, and the opponent's position will be crushed.

"But the little devil's mountain artillery and planes are a big trouble!" In the corner, a company commander transferred from the 30th Division dropped his cigarette butt and poured cold water on everyone with the sound of an urn.

Everyone looked back at him in unison, their faces full of anger. But anger is anger, but no one can accuse him of being wrong. During the daytime battle, the devil's planes and mountain artillery put great pressure on the special service group. Especially the latter, although there are not too many of them, they cooperate quite tacitly with the devil's infantry. Often, as soon as the artillery fire stopped, the devil's infantry had already rushed to the edge of the trench. And as soon as one of the devils' charge was repulsed, the cannonballs of all evil fell on the heads of the brothers of the secret service group.

"I can't solve the plane, but the mountain artillery?" Lao Gou thought about it, and simply waved his arm, "That thing can only be played five or six miles away, and it should be arranged in a corner at the foot of the mountain." Go to some of the brothers tonight and blow it up. Tomorrow we won't have to have a headache with the devil's shells! ”

It's definitely a great idea! Being beaten passively has never been the habit of the secret service group. But who led the team to blow up the mountain cannon? After all, each battalion has its own defense area, and if it rashly dispatches manpower to blow up mountain artillery, once the brothers sent out cannot return, tomorrow's battle will be passive.

Before everyone could weigh the weight, Gong Ziqiang, who had been holding his head and not speaking, stood up and took the initiative to ask, "I'll take a battalion and three companies!" I'm familiar with the work of sneak attack artillery! ”

"I'd better go!" The second battalion commander Wang Tiehan was not to be left behind, and stood up to compete with Gong Ziqiang for the task. "Your first battalion fought hard during the day, and our second battalion hasn't caught meat!"

"I'll go. I've been staring at the direction of the shells all day, and I've probably guessed where the mountain artillery is deployed! Gong Ziqiang shook his head, resolutely refusing to let the virtuous be good. During the defensive battle during the day, the casualties of the two companies of the first battalion blocking the front of the devil were very heavy. Although Regiment Commander Lao Gou has not criticized him as a battalion commander so far, Gong Ziqiang understands in his heart that his strain in the daytime battle is very unqualified. Otherwise, it would not have been possible for Lao Gou, the regiment commander, to personally go down to the second company with the guard team as reinforcements.

If you want to wash away this shame, the only way is to use the blood of devils. Therefore, for the task of sneaking up on the Devil's Mountain Artillery Position, he can't fake it to others no matter what. Even if he had a stiff fight with his old friend Wang Tiehan for this, he would never back down.

"Our second battalion is stronger than your first battalion!"

"I've fought more battles than your old king!"

"I have a lot of veterans under my command, and I'm good at walking at night!"

"It is precisely because you have many veterans under your command that your second battalion has to stay to fight defensive battles. We have a battalion ........"

The two battalion commanders did not give in to each other, and they picked up their strengths one after another. The regiment leader Lao Gou originally wanted Wang Tiehan to go out, but he didn't want to hurt the self-esteem of the palace battalion commander, so he hesitated for a moment, smiled and waved his hand, "You two don't have to fight, you both go." Wang Tiehan was responsible for blowing up the cannon, and Gong Ziqiang was responsible for answering and guarding on the road. Whether you can succeed or not, the two of you must come back with me! ”

"Yes!" Gong Ziqiang and Wang Tiehan turned their heads and saluted Lao Gou together.

"Don't take a whole company. Draw out the veterans of the first companies in the battalion to carry out their duties, and let the recruits rest for the night so that they can continue the battle tomorrow. Lao Gou thought about it and continued to make adjustments in details, "That little fat man, you don't have to go." Hurry up and ask Xiao Zhao to wrap the wound again, and wander around bloody all day long, I don't know, I still think how unsatisfactory I am as the head of the regiment! ”

The second half of the sentence was aimed at Zhang Songling. provoked everyone to turn their eyes to him and laugh friendlyly. Zhang Songling originally wanted to blow up the cannon with Gong Ziqiang, but was directly named by Lao Gou and stayed, and he was disappointed in his heart. "Teng" stood up and protested in a low voice: "This is all the blood of the little devil, not mine!" The trenches were too narrow for me to dodge! If you don't believe it, you called Xiao Zhao to ask and see if I said ......"

"Okay, you can't take all the credit. Otherwise, my spy group won't be able to tolerate you! Lao Gou waved his hand and interrupted Zhang Songling's defense. The little fat man in front of him was the guy he had ever seen, the one with the sharpest sense of the battlefield and the strongest learning ability. If such a baby bump that no one else can ask for is accidentally killed by the devil, it is simply a tyrannical thing. Not only will he blame himself for the rest of his life after that, Lao Ji, who has been promoted to brigade commander, and Commander Feng of the 27th Division, will not give up with him, a guy who wasted a good seedling.

Many things in this country are far from being as simple and full of sunshine as they are said in the newspapers. While performing the duty of protecting the home and defending the country, the old 26th Route Army should also make necessary plans for the future of the entire contingent and the continuation of the incense of the Northwest Army. And the future of the 26th Route Army and the incense of the Northwest Army will fall on those who are bold and have the talent of soldiers.

At present, not only the departments of the 26th Army are doing this, but Song Zheyuan's 29th Army, Yang Hucheng's 17th Division, and all kinds of miscellaneous troops, including some of the central government's descendants, are actually doing this. Actively recruit scholars to enlist in the army, and actively train young and literate people to become officers; Give young reading seeds more opportunities to get ahead, and don't let them make easy sacrifices. Because they are not just the future of a certain army or a certain faction, they will also be the future of this country, the hope of this country.

Lao Gou couldn't tell Zhang Songling this secret, but he believed that one day, Zhang Songling would come to the same position as him and do the same thing as him.

They are all soldiers, but they are not destined to be pure soldiers. This is a fate that has been written, as long as you are unfortunate enough to be born in this era, you will never be able to escape!