In mid-June, rainfall began to increase in western Yunnan, which was not common in previous years. In previous years, the rainy season in western Yunnan only began gradually in August and September, but this year's rainy season has been more than a month earlier.

Heavy rain began in the middle of the month and lasted until the end of the month, which turned Linmeng City into a water city. Because there are mountains everywhere, Linmeng is in the shape of a basin, in the lowest place, the rain day and night almost soaked Linmeng City in water.

Most of the cars we used to transport supplies broke down in the heavy rain, and the simple highway in Linmeng was seriously damaged under the rain of this magnitude.

Huang Wenyeol's long-awaited offensive plan had to be postponed until next month, because the sudden heavy rain caught everyone off guard, and most importantly, the supply of supplies could not be guaranteed.

The water level of the Nu River has also risen again in heavy rains, and any strength equipment may capsize in such heavy rains. The secret passage of the dark river that we once crossed is no longer possible.

Although the offensive was postponed, U.S. military reinforcements arrived on time. In addition to some conventional weapons, the most surprising thing in this batch of military aid from the US military is a batch of tanks.

This is the main battle tank of the US army, the M3A3 Stewart! Firepower configuration, 37 mm main gun, in addition to three vehicle-mounted machine guns.

Such a heavy weapon among the heavy weapons actually gave our regiment a car, which was an unprecedented gift from Shangfeng to the new 200 regiment.

What's even more exciting is that Huang Wenlie parked this superweapon on the position of the first battalion, which means that it belongs to our first battalion.

I don't know why Wang Tingyue didn't stop it this time, but whatever, I placed this big killer in the rear of the maneuverable, and I don't want to see it destroyed by the heavy artillery of the Japanese army without hitting it a few times.

Later, I learned that Wang Tingyue was not without opposition, and he believed that such an important weapon should be deployed in the main battalion of the new 200th regiment.

But Huang Wenlie was very stubborn this time, he said that the first battalion was the main battalion, but it was just far away from the main position of the regiment. The head of the regiment strongly advocated, and Zhang Da did not oppose this time, Wang Tingyue had no choice but to give up.

During my military career, I used to have an indescribable fear of tanks, because in my memory, every time a Japanese tank appeared, we were almost certain to lose.

Now it's different, we also have tanks, and they are the strongest and latest tanks that completely beat the Japanese tanks, and it is not an exaggeration to describe our current equipment as changing with each passing day.

Wearing raincoats and hats, the Hills braved the heavy rain to watch the M3A3 Stuwart, many of them, like me, who had never experienced the time when their troops had such a superweapon.

"We've even got tanks, it's amazing." Ma Shun touched the steel armor body of the tank and said with emotion.

Wang Sibao circled around the tank twice and said: "What's the use of the tank, we are going to fight, and we are also crossing the river to fight on the west bank, can this big guy follow us across the river?" ”

His words immediately attracted a group of opposing voices: "Wang Sibao, who can't eat enough, your head is stupid?" Tank cars have guns! ”

Wang Sibao scratched his head, smiled, and said, "Yes, yes, yes, there are not only cannons, but also machine guns." ”

I stood at the entrance of the battalion and watched them judge the tank in the heavy rain, and I knew that they looked at it strangely, but in fact, they were too eager to win.

They, us, are all the same, they are too eager to win, and this desire has been suppressed for too long, and they will pin their hopes for victory on a certain city, a certain governor, or even a certain weapon.

At this moment, we pin this desire for victory on this tank.

No matter how excited and imaginary the Qiu Ba are, the most important thing for us now is not to study tanks or how to fight to the other side, but to find a way to fill our stomachs. We ran out of rations.

The heavy rain separated our position from Linmeng and the outside world into two worlds. The difference is that one is on the mountain, the other is under the mountain, and the same is that we are all soaked in the seemingly endless rain.

The hiccups patrolled the trenches like mud monkeys every day, although in this weather, it was impossible for the Japanese troops on the west bank to attack, and they had long since retreated into a defensive posture. But even so, we can't let our guard down, because we've suffered too many of these losses.

"Battalion commander, what should we do with what we eat? There is already no grain of rice at all. "Several company commanders came to me and asked what to do with the food.

Whether it's the dragon spitting out water or seeing Longwan, we are now in a state of isolation, we can't get out, we can't get in from outside.

I looked at the heavy rain outside and said, "Send some people to go fishing in the dark river, and don't forget to bring a bullet shield." In addition, pick up some plantain bark, take it back and soak it in salted water to soften, cook it for a longer time, deal with it for two days first, and then I will find a way when the rain slows down. ”

The fish in the dark river are not endless, and the Qiu Ba turned into fishermen, caught more than thirty fish, and never caught them again. It takes a while, so you have to wait until tomorrow to come back.

Thirty or so fish sounds like a lot, but there are thousands of people in our camp, and these fish are not enough to stuff their teeth.

The gang boiled thirty fish into fish soup and distributed them equally, and the Qiu Ba men chewed the boiled banana bark on the fish soup, and finally dealt with their stomachs to swell.

The first bite of banana bark is really a little bitter and fragrant, and some big families in Linmeng will occasionally eat a little. It's like eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and occasionally eating some pickles, but if you eat it as a meal, it's really hard to swallow.

Thanks to the fish in the dark river, there are ten or twenty fish on the net every day, so that we are at least a little better than other battalions, because they all eat the same banana tree multigrain rice, but we have fish soup to drink, and if we are lucky, we can also eat delicious fish.

Just when I thought that one day we would vomit when we smelled fish soup, the Japanese soldiers on the other side found out the reason why we went fishing so regularly every day.

The Japanese army began to organize special firepower to shoot at the Qiuba who were fishing, although we were holding bullet shields, but it was only effective against sporadic shooting, and it did not play a role at all in encountering such concentrated firepower.

After two of our fishing troops were wounded, I ordered to stop fishing, and not to suffer more serious casualties for a bite to eat, which would be more than worth the loss.

The Japanese army cut off our fish soup route, so we didn't wait to eat the fish soup when we were bored, so we had to eat multigrain rice and plantain bark every day to satisfy our hunger.

Under the call of Tan Zhenshan, the business community in Linmeng began to raise military rations, and organized a grain transportation team similar to a death squad, all of which were strong young and middle-aged people, carrying food bags to protect themselves from rain, walking in waist-deep puddles, climbing slippery and muddy mountain roads, and delivering food to us trapped in the mountains.