Fushun County, a small county town that was originally inconspicuous, rose rapidly as Wang Haoshan's Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army swept through southeast Sichuan.

This is the place where Wang Haoshan raised his troops, and it is also the hometown of many veterans of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, and its political status is naturally higher than that of other places. Economically, the Fufu Government of Southern Sichuan Town deliberately supported and cared for it, and Wang Mo also asked industrialists from Shanghai to set up a cigarette factory here, recruiting a large number of families of revolutionary officers and soldiers in southern Sichuan to work in the factory.

On this day, the streets of Fushun County are not spacious and crowded, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as rubbing shoulders, as if all the people of Fushun have run to the street.

The continuous procession of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army slowly entered the county seat of Fushun, and Wang Haoshan and a group of confidant officers rode high-headed horses in front of the procession, waving to the people they were once familiar with from time to time.

"Fushun, I'm Wang Haoshan back!" Wang Haoshan looked at the small county town in front of him where he had lived for decades, and his heart was full of emotion.

More and more revolutionary troops from southern Sichuan marched into Fushun County, and both officers and soldiers held their heads high, their faces full of confidence and happy smiles.

"Second son, second son, here, I'm an uncle!"

"Brother Big Niu, Brother Big Niu, I'm my sister!"

"Son, I'll pick you up, look, that one over there is your father!"

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Countless people in Fushun County shouted the names of relatives and friends who were familiar with the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, which was an extremely proud and proud call.

"Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army!"

I don't know who was on the second floor of which building, and this cry was quickly echoed by the rest of the people on the street.

"Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army!"

"Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army!"

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The shouts gradually unanimous, and in the end, almost all the people in the county were shouting the name of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, and this deafening call showed the support of the Fushun people for the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army to the extreme.

At this moment, Wang Haoshan no longer had any doubts about his choice to set up a defensive line near Fushun County to block the three divisions in Chengdu. With such a popular base, the success rate of the southern Sichuan revolutionary army in holding the defensive line should be increased by at least 30%.

The most important thing is to set up a defensive line near Fushun County, and the revolutionary army in southern Sichuan will remember that behind them is their hometown, relatives and friends, and even if they die on the defensive line, no one will take half a step back. In this way, the combat effectiveness of the revolutionary army in southern Sichuan will certainly be greatly enhanced, and it will be able to effectively make up for the inferiority in troops.

There is a small barracks in Fushun County, Wang Haoshan led the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army into the barracks, and then ordered the officers and soldiers whose families were near Fushun County to take turns to go home in batches to reunite with their relatives, which was the last vacation before the war, or the last goodbye to relatives.

Grass-roots officers and soldiers can take vacations, but Wang Haoshan and other high-ranking officers dare not relax in the slightest. As soon as he finished dealing with the affairs of the troops, before he had time to take a breath, Wang Haoshan arranged for people to organize laborers to dig trenches and build a defense line on the main transportation road outside Fushun County. This is not difficult, the South Sichuan Revolutionary Army is familiar with the people in the surrounding areas of Fushun, and it also pays wages, so it is not a problem to pull up enough labor to dig trenches.

The county seat of Fushun, the former county office, and now the headquarters of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, constantly have signal troops and service soldiers coming in and out.

"Did the reconnaissance troops send out, keep an eye on the three divisions in Chengdu, and report their specific location once an hour!" Wang Haoshan spread out a map of Sichuan and said.

Hao Gang next to him patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, the people sent out are all good scouts from my group, and they are very familiar with the ground, so it couldn't be easier to find out the situation of those outsiders." ”

"Is there any news from the special operations battalion?" Wang Haoshan asked again, with a worry between his eyebrows. He didn't expect the special operations battalion to complete the task of staying at the enemy so well, but it was so well completed that made him more worried, and he was deeply afraid that the special operations battalion would pay a huge price in casualties, so he hoped that his son would be fine.

Hao Gang and other high-ranking officers of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army did not answer, because they had not received any news from the special operations battalion at all, and they did not know the safety of the young marshal Wang Mo.

Wang Mo led the special operations battalion to drill around in the woods all day long, and had no time to contact the large troops of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, and now there was no wireless telegraph, so naturally he could not deliver news to Wang Haoshan.

Wang Haoshan knew the answer when he saw the expressions of his confidants, and said with sorrow: "Send a team of people to the north to look for it, if you can contact your young marshal, let him come back with the special operations battalion as soon as possible." ”

At that moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the headquarters, and many people were talking about something.

The next moment, Wang Haoshan and the others in the command headquarters saw Wang Mo, who was covered in dust and leaves, walk in.

Although he looked very tired, Wang Mo still had a smile on his face and said, "Father, I'm back." ”

When Wang Haoshan saw his son returning, he was full of sorrow, nodded and smiled: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back." ”

Hao Gang patted his head, gave Wang Mo a thumbs up, and said loudly: "It's still the young marshal's ability to get it, just a few hundred people in the special operations battalion have entangled 30,000 troops for so many days, and they can still retreat unscathed." ”

Wang Mo smiled slightly: "Uncle Hao has won the award, I just played a few little tricks, drilling into the forest and fighting black guns." ”

Hao Gang, these old officers didn't understand what special operations were, but they just felt that it was really amazing that Wang Mo had managed to delay the march of 30,000 troops just by relying on a few hundred people in the special operations battalion and bought so many precious days for the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army.

Wang Mo did not bother to explain any special operations, but talked about the situation of night raids and mines, and Hao Gang and others "suddenly realized".

"Mo'er, you have been fighting with those three divisions these days, you can tell me about their specific situation now." Wang Haoshan said to Wang Mo that although the reconnaissance force had been dispatched, Wang Mo, who had obviously been keeping an eye on the three divisions, knew more in detail.

"Hmm." Wang Mo nodded in agreement, then picked up the pencil on the table and scratched it on the map, saying, "When I came back, those three divisions had almost reached Neijiang, and now they should have crossed Neijiang and marched to Artesian Well." ”

"In this way, there are two days at most, and if it is a day, those three divisions will be able to reach us, and there is not much time left for us to prepare for war." Wang Haoshan's face was grim, and he was about to face the strong attack of the 30,000 army, and the pressure on his back was still very great.

Zhang Li, who was next to him, looked moved, and said, "Marshal, if you can get two more days, then the artillery regiment should be able to rush to Fushun." With the fire support of the artillery regiment, we will be much more sure of holding it. ”

Hao Gang also shouted excitedly: "Yes, Dashuai, pull the artillery regiment up, and make sure to bombard those turtle sons to cry and call their mothers!" ”

Because the artillery regiment was slow to move, it did not rush back to Fushun as quickly as the first and second regiments of the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army, and it was still lagging behind.

Wang Haoshan pondered for a while and said, "In this case, we have to think of ways to delay the marching speed of those three divisions and buy time for the artillery regiment." ”

The artillery regiment is a crucial bargaining chip for the Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army in this battle, and without the fire support of the artillery regiment, it will be very difficult to hold the defensive line.

In order to delay the march speed of those three divisions, this crucial task was undoubtedly the most suitable for Wang Mo to lead the special operations battalion to complete, so the eyes of all the officers in the command invariably looked at Wang Mo.

Unexpectedly, Wang Mo refused to carry out this task without much thought, shook his head and said: "Father, without a few days of rest, I'm afraid the special operations battalion will not have much combat capacity." ”

In the mountains and jungles, after more than 10 days of high-intensity combat day and night, the special operations battalion has already reached its limit in terms of mental and physical strength, and it will all lie in the barracks and sleep like dead pigs. Even if you forcibly shout them now, you will definitely not be able to fight.

"Mo'er, can't the special operations battalion overcome it?" Wang Haoshan was a little reluctant to give up, after all, the artillery regiment was too important for this battle, and it could be said that it was enough to affect the balance of victory and defeat.

The current situation of the special operations battalion is not able to be overcome at all, Wang Mo shook his head resolutely, and said: "Father, instead of letting the special operations battalion engage in some innocuous little tricks, it is better to let a group of men and horses go to the artesian well, and fight a blocking battle by surprise to frustrate the spirit of those three divisions." ”

As soon as Wang Mo said this, the officers in the command discussed it with each other, and they all felt that this tactic was very feasible.

The Southern Sichuan Revolutionary Army is a local snake, and it can take advantage of the familiar terrain to rush forward unexpectedly, punch the three divisions one by one, and retreat immediately before the other side reacts, and may be able to achieve great gains.

In this way, most of the three divisions will be cautiously prepared for possible attacks after suffering heavy losses, and the speed of the march will inevitably be greatly slowed down. It would have been better if they had not hesitated to march with their heads down, and would have changed their men and horses and rushed up with a mess of punches.

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it became, Hao Gang immediately jumped out and asked for a fight: "Dashuai, let's go and block the attack together, I promise to beat those turtle grandsons!" ”

"Take all the Stoke trench mortars with you, and use the powerful firepower to knock them out in an instant, which will not only inflict a lot of damage on them, but also help them evacuate quickly after a successful mass." Wang Mo reminded, thought about it, and continued, "I still have more than a dozen Madsen light machine guns over there in my special operations battalion, so bring them to you too." ”

The special operations battalion was not equipped with Madsen light machine guns, but because the Makqin heavy machine guns were too cumbersome and unsuitable for a group to fight a blocking battle, Wang Mo thought about temporarily buying a batch of Madsen light machine guns from the industrial machine to strengthen the firepower of a group.

Without strong enough firepower, a small group of men and horses went to block the attack, facing an army of 30,000, Hao Gang was likely to be entangled by the enemy and unable to evacuate, which eventually led to heavy losses in a group.

Wang Haoshan nodded and said, "That's it, Hao Gang, you will assemble a regiment to rush to the artesian well tomorrow morning, and the thirty mortars of the second regiment will also be temporarily transferred to you." ”

The firepower at hand was unprecedentedly strong, and Hao Gang's confidence also increased, and he slapped his chest and said: "Don't worry, Dashuai, I will definitely let those turtle grandsons know that the 30,000 army is a fart, and if you want to come to southern Sichuan to make trouble, that is, to find death!" ”