Han Yunhua also knew Deputy Commander-in-Chief Peng's worries, but Han Yunhua had nothing to say about this, as a senior general, Deputy Commander-in-Chief Peng's worries were very necessary. However, Han Yunhua is confident about this, isn't it just to deter Fu Zuoyi and others. It may be a big trouble to kill these people, but it's not much of a problem to be scared, after all, whether it is a mechanized brigade or an artillery brigade, it is enough to open the eyes of Fu Zuoyi and others.

"Old chief, you can put 120 hearts! I'm not going to fool them, and I've made a detailed plan for what to do, so I promise to convince these guys to leave, and I won't dare to have any bad ideas against our army. Han Yunhua said very slowly, but when it reached Mr. Peng's ears, it was a different feeling, it seemed that this guy had some ideas again.

Leaving Mr. Peng's house, Han Yunhua did not go back to his home, but went to the telegraph mailroom of the military region. Zheng Bian, the person in charge of the telegraph mailroom, was accustomed to the commander often coming here in the middle of the night, and he knew that the commander must have a new order, otherwise he would not have come here.

As soon as he entered the door, Zheng Bian said loudly: "Stand up and salute!" ”

Han Yunhua returned a military salute and said, "Seat!" ”

"Everyone has worked hard during this time, and there are few people here, so someone has to stay up all night almost every day. But I think it will be much better after a while, and when the military academy officially starts classes, there will be a group of cadets from the telegraph training course here for internships, and you will be a little more relaxed. Han Yunhua knew that the work here was very busy during this time, and a group of comrades with professional skills were transferred to work in the following Qi County, so there was only a telecommunications platoon of less than 20 people left in the telegraph mailroom of the military region, but these 20 people were responsible for 13 various radio stations, including the high-power radio used by the headquarters of the military region. Therefore, these comrades of the telecommunications platoon worked almost day and night, and because of the special surname of their work, there was no one to replace them.

Zheng Bian said loudly: "Most of the comrades have gone to the battlefield, and what we have done is nothing compared to the rain of bullets on the battlefield. Compared with the blood and sacrifice of other comrades, our suffering is simply not worth mentioning. Zheng Bian said very seriously, he had the same cognition as most of the soldiers of this era, and they all believed that only the real heroes were when they fought with the enemy on the battlefield.

Han Yunhua said with a smile: "Although you have not fought with the enemy on the battlefield, you have also paid your own sweat and made great contributions to the cause of reading power of the motherland. Resistance says that there is no distinction between you and me, no region, no distinction between high and low, so you should not feel that what you do is inferior to others. You must know that what you are doing is really a work with technical content, and if we lose a company of soldiers, maybe our combat effectiveness has decreased a little, and if we lose your telecommunications platoon, the military region will almost be equivalent to being blind, and it is not as simple as a decrease in combat effectiveness. ”

As Han Yunhua said, technical arms like them are sought-after treasures no matter where they are, and even snipers are looking for these people first, and to a certain extent, these people are more threatening than officers.

After a pause, Han Yunhua continued: "Zheng Bian, your telecommunications platoon is under the direct management of the military region, and the intelligence department supervises the operation, although you have lost a little freedom, but this proves your important surname from the side. At present, there are still many systems in our military region that are not perfect, so we can only grieve you. But you have to believe that the party believes in me, Han Yunhua, it won't be long before you will shock the world, and after the military academy starts, you all have to participate in the training of special forces, and then I will personally teach you how to use the radio in your hand to eliminate devils, and you can also go to the battlefield in person. Han Yunhua revealed a little bit of his plan to them, and also told them that playing radio can also kill devils and go to the battlefield.

"Really, Commander, that's great, we have wanted to go to the battlefield for a long time, I was the first in the company when I was a recruit in training, and the company commander said that I have the potential to be a sniper, and he is ready to recommend me to join the special brigade. It's a pity that the commander gave an order, and all of us who had gone to middle school were recruited to the telecommunications class, and it is still a pity to think about it. Although Zheng Bian was very excited, everyone could hear that he was full of regret for not entering the special brigade.

"Don't worry, it won't be long before a few of you can become a special soldier among the special forces, so exercise now when you have time, don't cry your father and call your mother when the time comes. Other trainees can't stand this hardship and can quit, but you don't have this treatment, and you must practice until you pass as soon as you enter, otherwise you will keep practicing. Don't coax me when the time comes, and lose my face Han Yunhua. Han Yunhua was really afraid that these guys who had been in the newspaper mailroom for a long time would not be able to withstand the kind of torture of the special forces, and the intensity of that kind of training was not something that a few of their little bodies could bear, so he greeted them in advance, so as not to be unbearable.

Han Yunhua, Zheng Bian, and others said this entirely because he had already hatched a big plan in his heart, that is, he wanted to build a real information-based army. Although the conditions are limited, there are no computers, no satellites, no ...... But Han Yunhua still has instruments such as signal reception, interference, and shielding. He used to go to university at the National University of Defense Technology, studying military application technology, if it weren't for his excellent grades, otherwise he would not have been directly sponsored by the school to the army. Although it is really difficult to manufacture those instruments with the current level of technology, Han Yunhua believes that he can still make a simple version, although the surname can be much worse. However, as far as the current radio stations of the military are concerned, the surname can not be very advanced, and the simple version of the instrument is more than enough to deal with these old machines.

Tonight, Han Yunhua went to the telegram mailroom to prepare to send some urgent orders to the troops below, so Han Yunhua didn't say anything more to Zheng Bian and the others, but said directly: "Zheng Bian, now send a report to the 77th Division of Reading Power and the Eighth Brigade of the Independent Mixed Brigade and Li Dingguo, so that they can prepare for battle, just say that our audience has come, and the show will start immediately." ”

"Yes"

…………………… It was already past eleven o'clock when I returned to my place, and I originally planned to go to see Yuhan, but I thought that it was so late, so I immediately dispelled this idea. Although Yuhan lives in a single dormitory, after all, this effect is not good. Han Yunhua himself is easy to say, but Yuhan is still a girl, and in this era, a girl's reputation is more important than anything else.

Han Yunhua returned home and looked at the slightly old pocket watch. Eleven o'clock, not too late. So he picked up the fountain pen that had been seized from Lieutenant General Liannuma, and lay down on the table to write hard. Han Yunhua didn't pay attention to it himself, another four hours had passed for this writing, and looking at the results of nearly 10,000 words on more than a dozen blank sheets of paper, Han Yunhua couldn't help but smile.

This is already the 110,000 words he wrote, and although the things he wrote have not been sorted out, the vast majority of them are about the party's ideological line and the grassroots construction of the military region. A large part of this is Han Yunhua's own ideas, and some of it is plagiarized from the experience of later generations in building the republic.

When writing these things, Han Yunhua did not systematically elaborate on one or several issues, he wrote whatever came to mind, as if he had to write a paper every day. Whenever a question comes to mind, he immediately writes it down and has time to develop his views on the subject.

He did this with no other meaning, simply because he had discovered a phenomenon during this time, that is, he had not remembered very well some things about his past life, except for those that he had accurately and carefully remembered, most of the things had become vaguely blurred. Han Yunhua didn't know why, but he knew that if he continued like this, he would completely forget some details of his previous life. So he had to write them down in case he couldn't think of anything later.

When he just crossed over, Han Yunhua felt that his memory was particularly strong, and he remembered almost everything that happened in the first twelve years or so, including the books he had read, which was obviously abnormal. Since a month ago, he noticed that his memory was starting to return to normal, and it was something of the past. Of course, these past are not completely lost, and they will still be remembered with certain prompts. Han Yunhua felt that this was normal, so he wanted to record some important things while he still remembered.

But there are too many things in his mind, in addition to the knowledge he has learned, there are also many secrets and wild history about the party, and important news abroad. And he was so busy with his work that he didn't have much time to write these things, and even if he did, it would be a big problem, and those things couldn't be made public. Moreover, once leaked, it would be a disaster for himself and even the whole of China, so he wrote out some extremely important things in the form of essays, such as "An Exposition on the Party's Ideological Line," "Outline for the Construction of the New People's Army," "Outline for the Construction of Grassroots Organizations in Military Regions," "Methods for Carrying Out the Anti-Japanese Movement under Difficult Conditions," and "Fifteen Strategies for Fighting Wolves in the Modern Art of War...... These essays are more than 30,000 or 40,000 words, less than 3,000 or 2,000 words, and some even only write a topic and a general framework, Han Yunhua thought that even if someone stole these things, it would not cause much loss to the Eighth Route Army.

Look at the time It's not early, even if the dawn is late in winter, it is less than three hours before dawn, and after dawn, he has to receive those masters of the Jin Suijun, Han Yunhua breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't take off his clothes, so he fell asleep like that.

(To be continued)