The leisurely time passed in a flash, and until August 17th, after nearly a month of preparation, the preparations before the big war were basically ready, everything was ready, only the east wind was owed.

As for what the specific preparations of the Eighth Route Army Headquarters were, Han Xin had a general understanding, but he didn't care too much.

After all, there is already a division of labor, he is just as a pre-war commander, as for more things, he doesn't need to worry about it, and the intelligence system of the Eighth Route Army is not a decoration.

Therefore, although Han Xin has been analyzing the current form in private for a period of time, and even made a series of preparations, he has been quiet on the surface.

In addition, it is to adapt to each other with the soldiers of the ten regiments, in this regard, except for the soldiers who are responsible for some tasks and cannot get out, the other comrades were pulled up by Han Xin alone and carried out a 20-day special training and exercise.

As for the content of the special training, it is naturally related to the upcoming battle.

Han Xin's movements Liu Bocheng and the others naturally knew, but everyone knew that Han Xin had a unique talent in this area, so no one interfered with his decision.

On the evening of this day, Liu Bocheng convened a meeting overnight and summoned Han Xin.

When he saw Liu Bocheng, his expression was slightly tired, before the war, he didn't dare to slack off, and his body was a little unbearable after the night's hard work, but his spirit was still strong, and his eyes were shining brightly.

Everyone sat down, and there were many unfamiliar faces, which Han Xin didn't recognize.

"Comrades, in three days, it will be the date when Mr. Peng will order our troops to attack, and the big war is about to break out, so I will have a meeting here."

Liu Bocheng spoke in advance and laid the content of the meeting, but even if he didn't say it, everyone knew that this meeting would definitely not be able to avoid the upcoming battle.

Seeing everyone's understanding, Liu Bocheng continued: "This battle is a historic battle that can be recorded in history.

Different from our usual guerrilla warfare, this battle can even be called a battle.

Doesn't the national army often sarcastically mock us with the phrase "the Eighth Route Army can only fight guerrilla warfare"? This time, we'll tell them with real actions.

Our Eighth Route Army is a strong force, which is not only capable of fighting strategic guerrilla warfare, but can also carry out frontal offensive battles......"

The encouraging words were spoken for a while, and after a pause, Liu Bocheng looked at a middle-aged soldier on the side, "Lao Xu, you tell Commander Han about the situation." ”

"Yes!"

The middle-aged soldier Lao Xu seems to be an ordinary person, and if he is not wearing a military uniform, he is afraid that he will be mistaken for an authentic peasant.

He stood up and spread out a document.

Han Xin's heart sank, knowing that the focus of this meeting was coming, he immediately calmed down, and his face became solemn.

"Commander Han, I know that you are the commander in charge of the first operation, let me tell you about the situation."

"Please!"

"The division commander made it very clear that the task of the first phase of our operation this time was mainly to destroy the western section of the Zhengtai Railway, a transportation railway line established by the Japanese army, and to focus on sabotaging the transportation of the Japanese army and breaking the Japanese army's cage policy.

In other words, in the first stage, we should avoid the Japanese army's front and completely paralyze the Japanese army's transportation lines. ”

"Not bad!" Han Xin nodded and motioned for the other party to continue.

"After nearly a month of intelligence gathering, the intelligence agents we have planted in the city have collected all the information they need.

The Zhengtai Railway was one of the main transportation lines of the Japanese army, and the railway transportation was busy, departing about every half hour.

After 9 p.m., this time is extended to about three hours.

In addition, the Japanese army was not unprepared for the safety of the Zhengtai Railway, and they deployed independent armored vehicles on the Zhengtai Railway, which also patrolled every half an hour, hanging far behind the train to ensure the safety of each transportation.

Moreover, the patrols of armored vehicles were carried out day and night, and the Japanese army was obviously afraid that we would sabotage their railways overnight.

In addition, every 3,000 meters or so of the railway line, the Japanese army has two two-way batteries, and each battery has about one or two detachments of Japanese troops stationed.

That's the basics! ”

"Hmm!"

Han Xin lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then looked at Liu Bocheng and the others: "In other words, although this battle does not seem difficult, it is to destroy the traffic of the Japanese army on Zhengtai Road.

However, the Japanese railroad structure was so sturdy that it was basically impossible for the soldiers to dig and pry it off with manpower, and it was basically impossible to destroy it in sections within 30 minutes and cause a large impact. ”

"Yes!" Lao Xu agreed and said, "So, Captain Han, while destroying Zhengtai Road, you must also be prepared to send reinforcements." ”

Han Xin nodded and nodded, he knew what Lao Xu said. If it was so easy to sabotage the Zhengtai Railway, the Eighth Route Army would have been dispatched a long time ago, and it would not have been necessary to plan for so long before finally deciding to attack.

After Lao Xu, several more personnel in charge of intelligence introduced to Han Xin the general situation of the distribution of Japanese troops.

Han Xin took everyone's words to heart, and compared them with each other according to his previous inferences, and soon became confident and victorious.

Liu Bocheng saw that Han Xin's expression was always indifferent, and he knew that he already had an idea, but out of caution, he still asked, "Han Xin, is there a problem with availability?" ”

"No problem, mission guaranteed!" Han Xin smiled.

When the meeting ended, it was already evening, and Han Xin's figure was still flickering in the flickering candlelight.

The world only knows that the victorious general can calmly and calmly achieve victory in the face of the ever-changing battle situation on the battlefield, but they don't know that there is also too much effort and dedication behind this glory.

The local large map with the western section of Zhengtai Road as the main line was spread out by Han Xin on the wooden table, and under the swaying of candlelight, important places such as Shiyuan Mountain, Yangquan, and Lujiazhuang emerged one by one, and even the stations and strongholds such as Shanghu, Xiahu, and Mashou were also clearly distinguished.

This is a map that was obtained with great difficulty by an informant who lived in the county town of the Japanese army and was planning the Eighth Route Army, and the information recorded is very detailed.

Han Xin looked at the map attentively, the place names and strongholds were connected by the aura of his mind like a starry sky, and a rough plan had already jumped on the paper.

Even in his mind, he had already begun to deduce the upcoming battle, and every detail was clearly captured by him.

His clarity of mind and extraordinary thinking in the face of war would be absolutely appalling if he said it.

Han Xin sat quietly, but his eyes did not take off the map on the table for a moment.

This is a battle that is destined to be won in history, but Han Xin is also in the middle of it now, and he wants to make this battle even more brilliant.

Until ...... "It's late at night, let's think about it tomorrow if there is any problem!" ”

Yang Yiling appeared quietly and gently placed a cup of tea in front of Han Xin.

Han Xin smiled and drank the tea.

Let's see in three days......

(To be continued)