Chapter 300: What Should We Do Then?

"What? Someone from the Eighth Road? When did it arrive? How many people came? ”

Hearing that the Eighth Route Army was coming, He Zhendong was first shocked, and then his face was full of excitement. It was like a person who was about to drown and suddenly grasped a life-saving straw.

"Back to the group, I just arrived. The number of people is not much, only about 100 people, but the weapons and equipment are very elite, at least we can be a battalion. ”

"Oh! Is it? Hurry up, ......, help me to meet them! ”

Although he was a little disappointed in the number of people coming to the Eighth Road, He Zhendong still couldn't hide the excitement in his heart.

"Slow down, Tuanzao, your injury is not light, don't slow down!"

hurriedly helped He Zhendong out of bed, and after putting on a military uniform and a military hat for the other party, Ma San carefully supported He Zhendong, who was in a hurry, and walked out.

……

Not long after, with a heart-rending cough, the pale He Zhendong finally appeared in front of Zhao Shixun and them.

Seeing several soldiers in gray cloth uniforms, He Zhendong resisted the urge to cough, quickly stretched out his hands, and enthusiastically went straight to Zhao Shixun, who was dressed in military uniform.

"Brothers of the Eighth Route Army, He Zhendong, acting head of the 21st Regiment of the Contemptible People, thank you very much for coming from afar! …… Ahem. ”

Seeing that he was mainly bypassing him, Xue Liqun, who was dressed in civilian clothes, raised his eyebrows, and then quietly took the initiative to meet him, stopping in front of Zhao Shixun and holding He Zhendong's hand.

"Captain He, you have to take care of your health."

"Who is this? ……”

Seeing the inquiring eyes of the group, Battalion Commander Yang hurriedly introduced:

"Tuanzao, this is the chief of staff of the Jinnan First Column of the Eighth Route Army, Chief Xue Liqun, and the highest commander who is fully responsible for the joint operation this time."

"Oops, it turned out to be Chief of Staff Xue, disrespectful and disrespectful. Chief Xue was dressed in civilian clothes, and the contemptible person really didn't recognize him for a while. ”

He Zhendong looked at Xue Liqun, who was angry with his book, and was slightly surprised in his heart. He thought that the highest-ranking officer on the other side should be the tall and calm soldier in front of him, but he didn't expect that the person in front of him was actually the other party's chief of staff.

……

Hearing this, Xue Liqun smiled and waved his hand:

"He Tuanzuo is polite, I came in a hurry this time, it is more convenient to dress like this."

"That's, that's. This generation of Japanese puppet troops gathered, but the contemptible people have a deep understanding ....... ”

With the introduction of Battalion Commander Yang, He Zhendong shook hands with Zhao Shixun and Zhou Yu in turn, and then sat down with Ma San's support.

Unlike Xue Liqun's attention on He Zhendong, who was almost paralyzed in the chair, Zhao Shixun's eyes were instead focused on the other party's guards at this time.

Looking at the familiar face opposite, Zhao Shixun pursed his lips and smiled, shaking his head slightly.

At this moment, the guard standing opposite him was none other than Ma Sanshun, the three masters of Wolong Mountain who had not been seen for a long time!

Although the other party shaved his beard and hair, and wore the uniform of a non-commissioned officer of the national army, Zhao Shixun still recognized the other party at first sight.

Although he and Ma Sanshun are not old acquaintances, they have indeed had several encounters, so they recognized each other as soon as they saw each other.

Although it is not clear why Ma Sanshun, who was sent to the rear hospital of the Eighth Route Army a few months ago, suddenly appeared here and became a soldier of the national army.

But Zhao Shixun could see from the other party's eyes that it was obvious that Ma Sanshun also recognized himself.

Looking at Ma Sanshun with an excited face, although it has not been confirmed, Zhao Shixun has faintly felt in his heart that the person who Lao Wu said who was mixed into the 21st regiment is probably none other than Ma Sanshun in front of him.

Looking at a former second-in-command of the cottage, but now he looks like a seasoned guard, Zhao Shixun once again has a more intuitive understanding of Lao Wu's ability in his heart.

In his opinion, although Ma Sanshun is a person with a lively mind, after all, he has been a bandit for seven or eight years, as the saying goes, there is a way that the country is easy to change and difficult to change, but this accumulated bandit spirit is not easy to change.

But now it seems that if it weren't for Zhao Shixun who originally knew Ma Sanshun's details, I'm afraid that even he would have been fooled.

……

As the guards served tea to everyone, Xue Liqun chatted with He Zhendong enthusiastically.

Although He Zhendong is not in good health, his interest is surprisingly high.

He first introduced the recent situation of the 21st Regiment to Xue Liqun, and then explained in detail his original battle plan and the situation of the surrounding Japanese puppet army.

Xue Liqun is a staff officer, so he is naturally familiar with this information.

After the other party finished talking about the surrounding situation, Xue Liqun frowned for a while, and then walked to the map hanging on the wall and looked at it carefully.

After his fingers circled around Lishan Town, Xue Liqun turned to look at He Zhendong and said:

"Commander He, according to my analysis, the reason why the surrounding Japanese puppet army has not moved your 21st regiment is obviously waiting for reinforcements to arrive.

The Japanese puppet army of the Jincheng and Yangcheng generations must have blocked your south and east, so they are not afraid that you will break through there. And if you turn around and go west, you will be blocked by the Japanese puppet army in the direction of Hengqu, which is obviously a dead end. ”

Speaking of this, Xue Liqun raised his finger and pointed at the Hengqu generation.

"Since the end of the autumn sweep, although most of the Japanese puppet army of this generation has been transferred, the Japanese army has left some troops in the four counties of Wenheng and Xiajiang, and has deliberately left a small spring infantry brigade as a mobile force.

If my estimate is correct, now the Koizumi Infantry Brigade is already on its way here.

In addition, the Jincheng generation also stationed nearly a wing of Japanese troops. Although they have to defend against the national army of the Lingchuan generation, it must not be difficult for the Japanese army to temporarily transfer two squadrons to attack you. ”

"Commander He, how much combat strength is left in your 21st regiment, can you tell me the truth?"

Speaking of this, Xue Liqun suddenly asked a sensitive and straightforward question.

Suddenly asked directly by an Eighth Route Army, He Zhendong's face was also stiff.

Glancing at Yang Yuanhua beside him, He Zhendong coughed slightly, and said slowly:

"My 21st Regiment is a regular full regiment, although it has been slightly worn out recently, but the muscles and bones are still there, and there are still more than 1,000 soldiers under its command,"

Looking at Xue Liqun and Zhao Shixun, He Zhendong did not elaborate, but he also clearly expressed the meaning that most of his troops were still there.

When he saw Xue Liqun asking about the strength of his troops so bluntly, he suddenly mistakenly thought that the other party was looking at the offer, and seemed to be considering whether his team was worth their help.

And for this, Xue Liqun obviously didn't see it.

However, when he heard that He Zhendong still had a team of 1,000 people under his hands, the expression on his face was obviously happy.

Slowly walking to He Zhendong's side, Xue Liqun pondered for a moment, and then suddenly said straightforwardly: "Commander He, the suggestion of our Eighth Route Army is that you give up the original route of going south or east, and instead follow us north, enter our guerrilla zone and the Japanese puppet army temporarily break away, and then slowly figure it out." ”

Faced with Xue Liqun's sudden suggestion, He Zhendong was also a little confused for a while. Although he also had the idea of temporarily retreating to the area controlled by the Eighth Route Army to avoid the encirclement and suppression of the Japanese puppet army, it was not his highest priority.

In his heart, he still wanted the Eighth Route to send troops to help him break through the blockade of the Japanese puppet army, so that he could smoothly withdraw to the area controlled by the national army and return to his old army.

Thinking of this, He Zhendong worked hard to prop himself up, looked at Xue Liqun and said seriously:

"Chief of Staff Xue, you have analyzed it very thoroughly, it is indeed a matter of luck that my 21st Regiment has been able to stay here safely until now.

However, as far as I know, there is only a large road of less than 60 miles south from this place to the Yellow River, and if your army can contain the Japanese puppet garrison in the stronghold of the ancient city by the Yellow River, then wouldn't it be better for our regiment to smuggle across the Yellow River from there and then go straight to the Fifth War Zone? ”

Seeing that he had said so much bitterly, He Zhendong still wanted to withdraw to the south bank. Xue Liqun coughed awkwardly, then picked up a cup of tea and drank it subconsciously.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Shixun on the side shook his head helplessly.

In his opinion, this Xue Liqun is obviously a little meritorious, which led to He Zhendong's misunderstanding. It was supposed to be a good thing to save the soldiers like fighting a fire, but it made it seem like a column was going to swallow up his team.......

Although Zhao Shixun didn't know much about Lei Wancheng, he knew very well in his heart that he would not want such a mixed miscellaneous national army force, and it was estimated that he would not want it for nothing to Lei Wancheng.

As soon as Zhao Shixun entered Lishan Town, it was obvious that the 21st Regiment was an army that was dull and even had a rotten smell in terms of military discipline and soldiers' combat quality. Maybe there are indeed some soldiers who really want to resist the Japanese, but the foundation of the team is rotten, so no matter how good the bricks are, they are useless!

Recognizing the facts, Zhao Shixun immediately took the initiative to stand up, breaking this short-lived embarrassing atmosphere.

"Commander He, even if I can help you hold back the defenders of the ancient city stronghold, it will be difficult for you to find enough boats to cross the river in a short period of time. And the temperature has begun to rise recently, which means that this is the time when the Yellow River is open to the Yellow River, with all due respect, if you want to cross the river at this time, the risk is definitely not much less than swimming directly there.

And most importantly, if we succeed in covering your retreat to the south bank of the Yellow River, what will we do? The stronghold of the ancient city is one of several important strongholds of the Japanese army controlling the river for tens of miles in this generation, and we are fighting the Japanese army here, and the Japanese puppet army in the surrounding strongholds will never sit idly by.

My men have no heavy weapons, and their strength is only 100 people, once they fall into the encirclement of the Japanese puppet army, where do you let my troops retreat? Won't we be withdrawing with you to the South Shore? ”

Zhao Shixun didn't say much, but every sentence was reasonable, which made He Zhendong speechless for a while.

Seeing that the talks had reached an impasse, Zhou Yu, who was sitting on the side, immediately got up and walked in front of He Zhendong.

"Commander He, your injuries are not light, we brought doctors and nurses this time, let's let the doctor treat your wounds first."

…… To be continued, thank you for your support! Thank you!

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