Chapter 234: Deployment out of thin air
Chapter 234 Deployment out of thin air without knowing the enemy's situation
The county seat of Lin'an County. Ding's compound, the headquarters of the Japanese army. Parvis.
Hirochi Takagi bluntly and unceremoniously asked Sohan Ichiro if he wanted to see his living daughter Hanako? Your father and daughter left Lin'an County alive?
Hearing this, Zong Hanichiro was terrified and panicked, and said solemnly and affirmatively:
"Of course, I want to see my daughter alive, and I hope that our father and daughter can leave Lin'an County safely and smoothly. Takagi-kun, why do you say that? How can it be said so scary? Can you tell me a little bit about it? β
"No, not at all. Once it is said and revealed, the search for the rescue of Miss Hanako will be in vain, and your father and daughter may still be in danger of their lives. Zong Hanjun, when you see your daughter, you will know and understand everything. If you believe me, don't ask anymore. I promise to let you see your daughter within ten days, and I'm sure Captain Nakagawa won't let you see your daughter for ten days. β
"Huh? How so? Okay, Takagi-kun, I believe you, I won't ask anymore. I'll leave everything to you. β
Eiichi Nakagawa walked into the front yard from outside the gate, walked up to Hirochi Takagi and said:
"Gao Mujun, you go back to the Fang family's compound. I'm staying here tonight. β
"Hey." Takagi Hirochi walked out of the courtyard in a salute and rode a three-wheeled motorcycle towards the Fang family compound. The night was dark and the streets were silent.
The backyard of the Fangjia stove store on the north side of the west gate of Lin'an County. Fang Jiren and Meng Dakui, the deputy commander of the special column in civilian clothes, who had galloped from Linhe Township in the night after receiving the news from the flying pigeon, sat at the square table in the westernmost room of the row house in the backyard, looking at the map under the light, and urgently discussing how to deal with the enemy.
It was late at night when Takagi Hirochi drove his motorcycle back to the Japanese headquarters in Fang's compound, and he parked his motorcycle next to the tethered horse post on the west side of the south gate.
A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with a cigarette box around his neck came up from the shadows and said:
"Taijun, buy a pack of cigarettes, the American camel brand, just arrived today."
Takagi Hirochi casually picked up a pack of camel cigarettes, looked at it, smelled it, and secretly wondered in his heart: Few cigarette dealers dare to come here to sell cigarettes, why did this little cigarette dealer in front of him dare to sell cigarettes in front of the heavily guarded headquarters in the dead of night?
"Taijun, hurry up and buy a pack and try it, it's good to smoke. If I'm all sold out, and you want to buy it, it's too late. Buy a pack. The cigarette dealer urged.
Well? This kid has something to say, is he coming to me? Who sent it? Is there anything urgent about me? Takagi Hirochi looked at the boy in his shabby clothes and pants in front of him, then at the four gun-wielding Japanese guards in the high staircase, and asked in stiff and broken Chinese:
"Hey! You land, say! Why don't you go home and sleep so late, you, come here, what are you doing? Don't tell the truth, there is a dead and dead place! β
"Taijun, I have long wanted to go home and sleep. But I don't dare, the boss of my family said that if I don't sell these cigarettes, I won't be allowed to go home, I won't be allowed to eat, and I will be spanked heavily. Taijun, okay, buy two packs. The boy said anxiously and pleadingly.
Well? Boss Fang? Could it be that Francis has an urgent matter and has sent someone to find me? I'll try him again. "Your local boss, bastard big, should spank him."
"Yes, yes. My boss Fang is a big bastard, but Boss Fang's cigarettes are very good. β
Takagi Hirochi was convinced that the boy cigarette dealer had been sent by Francis. So, according to the pre-agreed joint codeword, Takagi Hiroshi and the boy said the right joint codeword. Takagi Hirochi took out his military ticket and handed it to the boy, picking up two packs of camel cigarettes.
"Gao Mujun, I'll wait for you two hundred meters to the west, hurry up, Young Master Fang wants to see you."
"Roaring, greatly good. Feed! Give me all the cigarettes. Takagi Hirochi took out a wad of military tickets and handed it to the boy and said, "Go home quickly." β
"Thank you, thank you, Taijun. So I went home to eat and sleep. The boy thanked him repeatedly, handed the cigarette box to Takagi Hirotomo, and turned to walk west.
Takagi Hirochi looked at the more than twenty packs of cigarettes in the cigarette box and thought, what reason can I leave the headquarters for a while at such a late hour? And be reasonable so that it doesn't attract anyone's attention and suspicion? Where am I going to see Francis? Takagi Hirochi walked up the high steps with a cigarette box, and stood in the gatehouse with four heavily armed guards standing upright, raising his left arm and holding a gun in front of his chest. Takagi handed each guard two packs of cigarettes.
The closed door opened, and the heavily armed officer on duty stepped out of the gate and asked:
"Sir, why did you come back alone? Why didn't the co-captain come back? β
"Oh. The wing captain is not coming back, he lives over there, you know. Takagi said hintly, also handing the officer on duty two packs of cigarettes.
"I know, I know everything. Thank you, sir. The officer on duty said with a wicked smile.
"Go to the kitchen and get me something to eat right now, I'm hungry."
"Sir, the kitchen has long been locked at this time, and there is nothing to eat."
"Huh? What should I do? After a few hours of meetings, my stomach was already empty, and I couldn't sleep without eating something to fill my stomach. β
"Sir, there is a small rice stall more than 200 meters away from the west, and the Chinese wontons and small buns are very delicious and delicious, and I often eat them. Sir, you can go and try it. β
"Oh? Is it? I'm going to try it. Hiroshi Takagi turned to leave.
"Wait. Sir, you can't go like this. Let the Wing Captain know that he will be punished. Sir, please come in with me. β
The officer on duty took Takagi Hiroshi into the gatehouse, took out a set of dark coarse cloth Chinese clothes and trousers, handed it to Takagi Hiroshi, and said, "Sir, put on this clothes, go and come back quickly, please bring us a pound of buns." Lately, we haven't had enough for dinner. β
Takagi Hirochi took off his military uniform, changed into Chinese-style civilian clothes, stood up and said to the officer on duty:
"Don't tell anyone about me going out to eat alone at night, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. Do you understand? β
"Hi. Rest assured, sir, nothing happened during the night, and I and a few of the guards standing guard saw nothing. Sir, go quickly. β
"Tell me, what's your name? We don't seem to know each other very well. β
"Report to the chief, I am Zhonghong Justice, and I came from Baoding with the captain of Zhongchuan Wing, please take care of the chief in the future, please." Nakahiro nodded and bowed.
"Middle-Macro-Righteousness-Righteousness. Okay, Zhonghongjun, I remember you, in the future, we will meet more, talk more, and talk about nostalgia. Takagi patted Nakahiro on the shoulder and walked out of the gatehouse.
Hirochi Takagi left the headquarters and walked west along the dimly lit street. Go to the table and sit down. The boy selling cigarettes sat at the small table to the left of Hiroshi Takagi, and several young men sat at another small table smoking and chatting.
"Guest, what would you like to eat?" The middle-aged male stall owner asked Takagi Hirochi politely.
"A bowl of ravioli, a big bowl. Two more catties of buns, and the hands and feet are quick and fast. Hiroshi Takagi said in standard fluent Chinese, in fact, he had eaten here before.
"Well, you're all right. Ouch, guest officer, I have to wrap two catties of buns for a while, and I have to steam them for a while. Otherwise, you can wander around the neighborhood for a while, and in ten minutes I'll be here. What do you say? β
"It's fine. Hurry up for me. Takagi stood up knowingly.
"Little Liuzi, pull this guest officer around the neighborhood." The stall owner greeted.
"Guest, please get in the car." A sturdy young man in his twenties wearing a car dealership got up and walked up to Hiroshi Takagi and pointed to the tricycle next to him and said.
Little Liuzi? Isn't this Fongjiren's nickname? Oh, it's telling me to feel safe with him. It turned out that these people were all his secret helpers. Takagi Hiroshi looked back and forth vigilantly, left and right, and found nothing unusual, stood up and walked over to sit down on the tricycle with his feet raised, and the young man rode the tricycle and pedaled hard.
"Uncle, continue to be vigilant, keep a close watch, let's go. Brother, let's go, Xichengmen stove shop. The cigarette boy got up and walked to the back of the tricycle and pushed it hard.
"Well, you can rest assured." The stall owner agreed.
The backyard row house of the Fangjia stove store on the north side of the west gate of Lin'an County is the western.
After listening to Fang Jiren's analysis and prediction, Meng Dakui stood up and asked puzzledly:
"Commander, will it be like you say? The devil's three-way simultaneous attack has just been completely defeated by us, do they dare to send troops to attack again in the next day or two? Is it possible? β
"Sit down, sit down. Da Kui, just now I gave you a cocoon, broke it and analyzed it all at home, I think it is completely possible. Regardless of whether there is such a possibility or not, we must make full preparations for battle according to this possibility. Just do as I say. β
"Yes." After Meng Dakui sat down, he said worriedly: "Young Master, you want to pull out all the combat troops?" That's all we have. Do you want to fly a pigeon to inform the seventh master? Mobilize troops to help in the battle, or notify the supplementary regiment to meet the enemy together. β
"No! It's too late to inform the mountains. It is even more difficult to notify the supplementary regiment to send troops, as it will leak intelligence and expose military operations. As long as the supplementary regiment can withstand the attack of the devils for an hour, we will have no problem in winning if we suddenly attack. β
"Young Master, Commander Wang, is it a bit hasty and blind for you to judge and deploy like this? Will the devil be dispatched? When will it be dispatched? How many troops will be dispatched? Will there be a sortie of armored units and cavalry? Where is the direction and location of the attack? Do you know all about it? β
"Alas! That's where the difficulty lies. I don't know anything you're asking about right now. β
"Huh?! You don't know all of it? All these questions I asked were the basis for sending troops to meet the enemy, arranging troops, deploying troops, allocating troops and firepower, and tactics and tactics before taking action. Young master, Commander Wang, you don't know anything about how this battle is fought?! Canβt see the forest for the trees? Blind man on horseback? Is Humeng blindly chaotic and fighting? β
"This? I? Alas! Dakui, how do you say it? I just feel ......"
"By feeling? Commander Wang, fighting a cunning and murderous little devil is something that can be done by feeling? The Seventh Master handed over more than 400 elite troops to me to go out to fight against Japan, and I am responsible for them and their families. There are also more than 200 young recruits recruited by our special column, who have never been on the battlefield. Don't say that the whole army is wiped out, even if half of it is broken, I can't explain it. Commander Wang, please think about it carefully, and you can't rush into sending troops without knowing the enemy's situation at all. β
"Huh? Deputy Commander Meng, are you saying I'm fooling around? Are you accusing me of joking with the precious lives of six or seven hundred young soldiers? Are you doubting my analytical judgment? β
"This? Commander Wang, please don't misunderstand, I don't care what you think, I just responsibly admonish and tell the truth. β
"Alright, let's not talk nonsense about the fact that the devil may not be able to send troops. Delaying a fighter plane is a great crime. Deputy Commander Meng, you must accept my operational orders and resolutely carry out my military deployment. Do you understand? β
"Commander Wang, do you want to think about it again......