One plane after another, painted in blue and white, roared from afar, skimming through the clouds and swooping down to the ground. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Immediately, rows of bombs flew out of the fuselage and fell from the sky, accompanied by a series of rumbling explosions, and puffs of black smoke rushed into the sky. Against the backdrop of the blazing firelight, the strong and powerful Wei stele font "Lin River" carved above the city gate hole is particularly eye-catching.

Many houses in Linhe are wooden structures, with wooden doors, wooden windows, wooden columns, wooden beams, wooden purlins, and wooden rafters covered with thick wheat straw, which ignite when they see fire. As a result, as soon as the bombing began, the county town was already in flames.

Before the bombardment by enemy planes stopped, some PLA troops hurriedly ran into the city to put out the fire and save people. A 27-8-year-old PLA soldier with a slender body, thick eyebrows, and a high nose rushed into a burning house, and after a while, he ran out with a crying girl in his arms. The streets were littered with the bodies of civilians lying on their stomachs, and their relatives were lying next to them weeping. Many of the houses were still blazing, spitting black smoke and making the sound of peeling off. From time to time, some houses collapsed, and there was a loud noise, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The People's Liberation Army stood on the street with the girl in his arms, staring at the tragic situation of the broken family in front of him, his tightly knit eyebrows joined into a thick black line, and his round eyes erupted with two blazing fires. He is Feng Tao.

Seeing the enemy plane flying away proudly, Feng Tao couldn't help but take a sip, "Wolf-hearted, you have the ability to throw bombs to Tokyo, what kind of thing is it to blow up your own compatriots!" ”

A thick-lipped young soldier with a long broom who was extinguishing the flames turned around and asked, "Battalion commander, what do you mean by this?" ”

Feng Tao handed the girl to a female cadre who came over, and then picked up a long broom and said while putting out the fire: "During the Anti-Japanese War, Japanese devils killed people and set fire everywhere in our country, and even ****** Song Meiling's residence was bombed by devil planes several times. However, during the entire Anti-Japanese War, the Kuomintang Air Force never dropped a bomb on Japanese soil. Only once in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War. According to Soong Meiling, the mother of the Kuomintang Air Force, throwing bombs would harm Japanese civilians. Speaking of this, Feng Tao "puffed" again, "****** Song Meiling is worried that throwing bombs on Japan will hurt the Japanese people, so she can't do it." But they have repeatedly dropped bombs in the liberated areas, so why are they not afraid of harming the innocent people of their own country? How can this be done? ”

At this time, a small soldier ran over, "Feng, Battalion Commander Feng, the enemy has begun to attack again." ”

"Huh?" Feng Tao put down the broom, turned around and walked with the little soldier.

A thick-lipped soldier gently poked a young soldier next to him who was also putting out the fire at this time, "Xiao Jiang, correspondent Ye Jin must have a task to call the battalion commander at this time, right?" ”

Xiao Jiang only lowered his head to put out the fire and did not say anything.

The Lynn River is now a world of fire and smoke. The Jianghuai People's Liberation Army wearing gray military uniforms and the Jiang army wearing yellow military uniforms launched a tug-of-war here that lasted for many days, and the fighting was extremely fierce. The Kuomintang and the Communist Party fought a civil war, but the weapons used by the armies of the two parties were highly international. From the founding of the Whampoa Military Academy by the Kuomintang to the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, some countries successively exported a large amount of weapons and equipment to the Kuomintang for the purpose of exploiting, co-opting, and controlling the Kuomintang, or simply for the purpose of making money by selling goods. Because the weapons come from dozens of countries, some people have always jokingly called the Kuomintang army a universal arms expo.

Some weapons ran out of ammunition, but foreign countries no longer exported ammunition, and the Kuomintang had difficulty in copying them, so they had no choice but to eliminate them. However, by the time the civil war broke out in 1946, the Kuomintang army still used weapons in more than a dozen countries, including the United States, Britain, Japan, the Soviet Union, Germany, France, Canada, Czechoslovakia, Spain, Belgium, and the Netherlands. Among them, the first-class troops of the Kuomintang Central Army are basically American-style equipment mixed with a small amount of British and Canadian equipment, second-rate troops and a small number of local armies are a small amount of American-style equipment mixed with a large number of weapons from other countries, and third-rate troops and most local armies are mixed and matched without American goods. Since the founding of the Communist Party, the source of weapons has always relied on battlefield capture, so the PLA also uses Wanguo brand weapons.

At present, it is the 74th Army, the first-class unit of the Kuomintang Central Army, that is attacking Linhe, which is basically equipped in the American style. The weapons of the People's Liberation Army are mainly Japanese-style equipment captured during the Anti-Japanese War, and although there is a small amount of American-British equipment in the mixed Wanguo brand weapons, they are all light weapons, and the overall equipment strength is far behind that of the opposing Jiang army. Relying on the superiority of weapons, Chiang's army poured bombs, shells, and bullets as dense as raindrops onto the PLA positions, and the piercing and sharp explosions continued. Many villages behind the positions were also shrouded in black smoke, and white lime slogans on the walls of some houses were still clearly visible:

- "Resolutely fight the second battle to defend the Lin River!" ”

-- "Resolutely defend the fruits of land reform and swear to defend the Jianghuai Liberated Area!" ”

- "Welcome the New Year with a battle victory!" ”

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Feng Tao led the 1st Battalion to seize a village that had just been occupied by Chiang's army, and the soldiers quietly crawled forward using trees, artemisia grass, and ditches as cover. Despite the soldiers' great attention to concealment, the enemy forces at the entrance of the village spotted the opponent who was operating during the day, so all kinds of firearms hurriedly opened fire, and the PLA immediately opened fire. Dense fires shuttled back and forth, and splashed dust flew in all directions. The piercing sound of gunfire startled the sparrows perched nearby to flap their wings and fly into the air. Although people on both sides were shot and fell from time to time, neither of them would back down, and the fierce fire continued.

As soon as Feng Tao rushed behind a large willow tree very close to the enemy, several bullets flew towards him, hitting the trunk of the tree, making a "dangdang" sound. Feng Tao waved the German-style shell gun, and with a bang, a row of bullets swept over, and several enemy soldiers fell. Xiao Mao and Xiao Jiang behind him immediately threw out the grenade, boom, and the smoke from the explosion spread rapidly. At this time, Feng Tao took advantage of the smoke cover, rushed to the soldiers who killed Jiang Jun, inserted his pistol, picked up Jiang Jun's American Tom submachine gun, and swept at the Jiang army who was still resisting, and an officer, the machine gunner and several soldiers around him immediately fell to the ground. When the other Jiang soldiers saw that the official was dead, and their opponents were approaching, they panicked, turned around and fled from the village.

Feng Tao turned around and shouted, "Comrades, rush in!" ”

In a house with an open door, a major Jiang Jun held a telephone in his hand and proudly reported to his superiors: "Yes, I am talking to you in Zhangmiao Village, we have occupied Zhangmiao Village. If we continue to fight like this, we will be able to capture the county seat of Linhe in one day at most. ”

A volley of bullets swept over, and the major and several officers and soldiers around him fell, and the other soldiers ran in a hurry.

Feng Tao led his soldiers to run quickly past the fallen Jiang Jun and rushed forward. The telephone that was still reporting just now was hanging on the pillar at this moment, and an anxious voice came from the microphone of the telephone that was swaying back and forth, "Hey! Battalion Commander Ma, how are you there? Speak, hey! Why don't you speak? ”

On the position that had just ended the battle, craters, bullet casings, and blood stains were everywhere, and many fires were still spitting flames and emitting black smoke. PLA soldiers, blackened by gunpowder smoke and gray uniforms, snuggled up to the trenches and stared silently ahead. The bullet casings scattered all over the place are also silently showing their identities to people, the largest is the American Tom submachine gun 11.4 mm cartridge case, the smaller one is the British Stern submachine gun 9 mm cartridge case, and the smaller one is the German barge gun 7.63 mm cartridge case, the largest number is two kinds of cartridge casing, one is a 7.9 mm cartridge case, which is a copy of the Kuomintang German official rifle and Britain, France, Czech Republic, and Canada machine guns, and the other is a 7.62 mm cartridge case, which is common to rifles and machine guns in the United States and the Soviet Union. The smallest is a 6.5 mm cartridge casing, which is common to Japanese light weapons. The differences between the several 7mm shells are small and not easy to distinguish with the naked eye.

Feng Tao was lying on the edge of the trench, holding a telescope and observing the front. On the edge of the trench next to him is a blown up Soviet Mosin Nagant 7.62mm rifle (commonly known as Shui Lianzhu in Chinese), and the broken barrel can clearly be seen engraved with the words "1938", which was sold by the Soviet Union to the Kuomintang government at the beginning of the Anti-Japanese War and captured by the People's Liberation Army after the outbreak of the civil war. After a while, he bent down into the anti-artillery hole next to him, and took out a black notebook from the yellow satchel on the ground, and then he sat down on the ground, took out a pen and wrote silently on the notebook.

Kaede: I'm writing to you again now. This is my fourth letter to you. Although I know that this letter will not be sent, I still do it so that when we are reunited, I will let you see what kind of feelings I have for you in these years when we are reunited.

I'm fine right now. Are you okay now? We've been separated for three years. You're probably not in that mountain town anymore. So where are you now? I really care about you! After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, I was even more happy than others, and at that time I estimated that Chairman Mao and ****** had begun direct negotiations, and the country would be transferred to peaceful construction, and we would meet again soon. Unexpectedly, however, the ****** clique launched a full-scale attack on our liberated areas in June this year, and our reunion was delayed as a result.

We are now engaged in the second battle to defend the Lim. Judging from the current situation, victory in this battle is a foregone conclusion. I now have a hunch that the victory at Linhe will force the Kuomintang to stop not only its offensive against our liberated areas of the Huang-Huai-Hai, but also on all our liberated areas. In the end, the Kuomintang had no choice but to sit down and negotiate peace with our party. In this way, around the time of the lunar year, the whole country can resume peacebuilding. Then next spring, in the warm season when Ziyan returns and flowers bloom, we can bid farewell to the pain of lovesickness and reunite. Kaede, at that point, I will be excited to hug you, touch you, and kiss you.

Writing this, he seemed to see the petals open in front of him, butterflies flying, willow leaves green, and rape golden. On the grassy field, a slender girl in a white gauze skirt was carrying a bouquet of flowers in one hand and waving in the air with the other, and was slowly trotting towards him with light steps from the sky. The warm spring breeze blew, and the red silk scarf around the girl's neck fluttered, covering the girl's face...... Thinking of this, a sweet smile appeared on Feng Tao's face.

At this moment, the thin Ye Jin ran over, panting, and his round face full of childishness was red. "Feng, Battalion Commander Feng, regiment, regiment commander, please, please answer the phone."

Feng Tao put away his notebook, took out a handkerchief embroidered with Nantian bamboo petals to wipe the cigarette ash on his forehead, got up and walked with Ye Jin.

Xiao Mao's eyes lit up in the nearby trenches, and he gently stabbed a young soldier with a pointed jaw next to him, "Xiao Jiang, is the handkerchief that the battalion commander carries on his body all day long?" What is she doing, why does she keep not showing up? ”

Xiao Jiang showed an indifferent look on his face, "Xiao Mao, as a soldier, just do whatever you want, don't talk about other things." ”

Guo Lin, the company commander next to Xiao Jiang, smiled, "Xiao Mao, why are you in a hurry?" It's not time to show up now, and when the time comes, will you still be missing your happy wine? Then he glanced at the front of the position and smiled again, "The battalion commander used to be an underground party, maybe his beautiful guy is on the other side." ”

This is a Jianghuai squire's house, the tall gatehouse is connected to the red brick wall on both sides, the three steps made of bluestone slabs are very tightly connected with the wooden threshold, and a bluestone lion is placed on each side of the steps. Inside the gatehouse are two spacious and magnificent upper rooms and wings paved with blue tiles and red bricks, as well as a relatively quiet backyard. The house is now occupied by Kuomintang troops, with several gun-wielding sentries wearing steel helmets standing at the gate, and two gates are left open, with Kuomintang soldiers coming in and out from time to time.

A young woman in a boat-shaped hat, an American-style Ka Ji jacket uniform, and a captain's epaulette came out of the front row of the West Wing with a telegram in her twenties, her ears were permed, her skin was fair, her facial features were marked, and her body was well-proportioned. She is Liu Yan, secretary of the military department. At this moment, she walked along the cloister passage to the door of the front hall, and immediately said, "Report." ”

"Come in." An officer was lying on the table of the Eight Immortals in the center of the room looking at the map, without raising his head. He is about forty years old, with a rectangular face, a big nose, a tall figure, and two gold stars on his yellow tweed uniform, he is the commander of the 74th Army of the Kuomintang, Lieutenant General Tang Jinshan.

Liu Yan walked to the table and put his high heels together, "Report to the military seat, Division Commander Zhang reported that our army's fourth attack on Lin He failed again today!" ”

"Got it." Tang Jinshan only looked at the map, but still didn't look up.

Liu Yan put down the telegram, combed his curved bangs, and a trace of dark clouds floated on his oval face, "Our 74th Army has never lost a battle in the past, and it has not encountered much trouble in recovering Chuzhou, the former capital of the puppet Jianghuai Communist Region, in October this year. But now he was pinned by this small Linhe City. The last time I fought for thirteen days without success, this time it is thirteenth day now, and if you still can't take it, I'm worried that the Communist Party's newspapers and radio stations will say that you-"

"What do you say about me?" Tang Jinshan raised his head suddenly.

Liu Yan hesitated for a moment, but still had the courage to say: "It is said that Tang Jinshan, the victorious general, has suffered another defeat!" ”

"Yes!" Tang Jinshan held up his chin and looked a little sad, "People are qualified to laugh at us now." But we have to plan for the worst for the capture of the Lin River, and now, there is no distinction between male and female soldiers, combatants and non-combatants in the 74th Army! Each of us must be prepared to fight the Communists with bayonets. Captain Liu Yan, do you dare to rush with a gun when the time comes? ”

"Me?" Liu Yan was stunned for a moment, the flush on her face was intertwined with her lipstick. She looked at the three bars on her epaulettes, hesitated for a moment, and the two high heels that had been split just now "snapped" together again, "I am a soldier, and a soldier is ready to sacrifice at any time!" ”

A smile appeared on Tang Jinshan's pale face, "Very good, thank you, you-" Before Tang Jinshan could finish speaking, the telephone on the long table against the east wall rang. "You go pick it up," he waved his hand to Liu Yan.

Liu Yan went over and picked up the microphone, "Hey, I'm Secretary Liu, who are you?" Oh, then, let me ask for instructions. She covered the microphone, "Military seat, Xu Li, a war correspondent of the Central News Agency, asked to interview you." ”

Tang Jinshan waved his hand, "Just say I'm busy and don't have time." ”

"People come from afar, it's rude for you to hide and not see you, right?"

Tang Jinshan lowered his head and thought for a while, "Okay, please let her in." ”

After a while, a young woman wearing a lieutenant's uniform and a camera around her neck walked in with light steps, she was the same age as Liu Yan, her facial features were handsome and beautiful, and her slender figure was slender and well-proportioned. She gave Tang Jinshan a non-standard military salute, brushed her perm bangs, and said with a smile: "General Tang, this is the third time we have met." ”

"Oh, Miss Xu, you put on a military uniform, and you have a heroic beauty, and you are worthy of being a lieutenant press officer appointed by the Information Bureau of the Ministry of National Defense. Oh, please be seated. Tang Jinshan stood up and politely waved his hand to signal Xu Li to sit opposite him.

Xu Li's white red goose egg still had a smile on his face, "Thank you for the general's compliment, the military uniform was specially issued to war correspondents by the Ministry of National Defense." In fact, I am also in vain. As for the lieutenant press officer, in fact, it was also the military name temporarily given by the Information Bureau in order to facilitate reporters' battlefield interviews," she noticed that Tang Jinshan's Sanqi development style was neatly combed and shiny, the beard on the upper lip, chin, and cheeks was cleanly shaved and blue, and the military uniform was tightly buttoned with discipline, and there were no wrinkles on the military uniform.

Tang Jinshan also sat down and said politely: "Miss Xu and Tang have no superior-subordinate relationship, besides, you will often interview me in the future." So you don't have to salute as soon as you meet. Yesterday, Director Jiang of the Administrative Work Department of the Xingying Department called me to inform me that in order to facilitate your future coverage and reporting by Miss Xu as a resident reporter in our 74th Army, I am going to make you a lieutenant press officer of the 74th Army Military Department, and ask me what my opinion is. Oh, and the order for the Camp Administration will be issued soon. ”

"Thank you General Tang for your kindness, then I might as well be respectful in the future." Xu Li said as he took out his notebook and pen from his black leather satchel. "Let's get down to business, may I ask General Tang, how do you evaluate the second battle of Linhe?" Xu Li's voice is very sweet, but his tone is very sharp.

"I'm ashamed, Miss Xu." Tang Jinshan helplessly spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, "I can use diplomatic rhetoric 'military secrets, I will not advise' to prevaricate you, but as a reporter, you must be able to taste some mysteries." I was interviewed twice on October 18th and November 31, and I was in this room. It's been more than a month now, but I'm still in this room, and my headquarters hasn't advanced at all, so I won't say anything about the rest. How to write, that's your business, I have no right to interfere. If you want to scold me, you can scold me, as long as your president agrees. ”

Xu Li smiled, "How does the general evaluate the **** on the other side?" ”

"This is a very strong opponent!" Tang Jinshan shook his head with a wry smile, "In the words of the Communist Party, this is a long-tested, heroic and warlike old army. According to the Communist Party's materials, the ministry was born in the Nanchang riot led by ******, and went to Jinggangshan with Zhu De, fought guerrilla warfare with ******, walked through 25,000, and fought at Pingxingguan. The number of the unit has changed several times, and the current number is the so-called 'First Division of the Jianghuai People's Liberation Army'. Division commander Chang Ge, a brave general. Political Commissar Luo Zhengping is a veteran party member who joined the party 27 years ago, and he also serves as the political commissar of the so-called Jianghuai People's Liberation Army. The 1st Division now has two brigades under its command......"

"Wait," Xu Li, who was recording, interjected and asked, "You just said that the **** First Division participated in the Battle of Pingxingguan, but as far as I know, Jianghuai **** was reorganized from the Jianghuai Military Region of the New Fourth Army, and the Battle of Pingxingguan was fought by the Eighth Route Army, what is going on?" ”

Tang Jinshan explained with a smile that as early as the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, the Communist Party had a great strategic intention to connect the **** of the whole country. At the end of 1938, the Communist Party sent a large number of Eighth Route Army from Shanxi to Jizhong and Shandong to join the local Communist forces. In 1940, the Eighth Route Army moved southeast from Shandong, crossed the Longhai Road, and joined the New Fourth Army in the south. After the Southern Anhui Incident in 1941, in order to compete for the name of the New Fourth Army, the Communist Party renamed all the Eighth Route Army south of Longhai Road as the New Fourth Army.

"Oh, that's it." Xu Li changed the subject, "General, I want to go to the front line to interview front-line officers and soldiers, is it okay?" ”

"You'd better not go," Tang Jinshan waved his hand, "Bullets don't have eyes, you have to pay attention to safety." ”

Xu Li smiled, "General, as far as I know, there are many female soldiers in your army, such as this Miss Liu, and-"

"Report!" A crisp voice interrupted Xu Li's speech.

"Come in." Tang Jinshan turned around and responded.

A female soldier in her early twenties, tall and slender, with a melon seed face, wavy perm draped over her shoulders and a briefcase under her armpits, walked in. Seeing her come in, Xu Li grabbed the topic again, "There is also this lieutenant confidential Miss Chen Shuxiang, and other female soldiers, they are walking through the rain of bullets and bullets, and they are in danger at all times." If you're worried about my safety, aren't you worried about their safety? ”

"They're not like you." Tang Jinshan no longer paid attention to Xu Li, got up and walked towards Chen Shuxiang, "What's the matter?" ”

Chen Shuxiang took out a telegram from his briefcase, "Chief Chen has called to ask about the battle situation in Linhe. ”

Tang Jinshan took the telegram, didn't even look at it, threw it on the table, tilted his head and said: "Tell Chief Chen that our army is advancing steadily, and it will be able to conquer the Lin River in a few days." ”

Chen Shuxiang copied the draft of the telegram and gave the folder and pen to Tang Jinshan, who took the pen and scribbled his name on the folder.

"Miss Xu, I'm tired, I want to stay alone for a while, you can go." Tang Jinshan yawned and rubbed his temples.

"Miss Xu, please." Liu Yan waved his hand, and Xu Li had to stand up reluctantly, close the notebook, and go out with Liu Yan and Chen Shuxiang.

When the three of them came to the courtyard, Liu Yan took out a rectangular powder cartridge from his pocket, opened the lid, took out a lipstick pencil and put lipstick on his lips. Xu Li noticed that a small mirror was installed in the lid of her compact, and a one-inch black-and-white photo was pasted next to the mirror, which was a half-length photo of a man in a suit.

"Miss Liu, is this your boyfriend?" Xu Li asked with a smile.

Liu Yan's face turned a little red, and he quickly closed the powder box and received it in his pocket, "No! He's a big star, Mr. Feng Tao, but I really wish he was my boyfriend. It's a pity that he mysteriously disappeared three years ago! ”

"Oh? So, you're honey? Xu Li still had a smile on his face.

Liu Yan's eyes widened, "You, how do you know about honey?" ”

Xu Li laughed, "Who doesn't know the big star Feng Tao?" He acted in dramas and movies, and he acted well, and there were many theater fans. Feng Tao's drama fans and movie fans, referred to as Feng fans, don't homophonies become honey? ”

Chen Shuxiang also patted Xu Li on the shoulder with a smile, "Big reporter, I won't tell you, I'm also honey." What about you? ”

Xu Li was obviously not interested in this old criminal case, and rolled his eyelids, "I've seen his play, but this is already in the past." I wasn't fascinated by him then, but now, hum. ”

At this time, a tall officer wearing two plum blossoms on his epaulettes walked into the courtyard, and Liu Yan and Chen Shuxiang hurriedly stood up and saluted.

"Two young ladies, don't be polite." The officer returned the salute and said with a smile: "You are a senior official!" ”

Liu Yan also said with a smile, "Battalion Commander Zhang, you are a lieutenant colonel, and we are all lieutenants, and if you don't salute, you will mess up the rules." ”

"You are Lieutenant Colonel Zhang Lijiang, the commander of the special service battalion," Xu Li said with a smile on his face, and immediately seized a new opportunity for an interview. "I am Xu Li, a reporter from the Central News Agency, I have seen your photo in the Central Daily, and you have made many achievements during the Anti-Japanese War. In October of this year, you played a leading role in the battle to recover Chuzhou. In this battle of the Lynn River, will you make new contributions? ”

"Ah, what's this......" Zhang Lijiang found that this seemingly simple topic was actually not easy to answer, he rolled his small eyes, and played a diplomatic rhetoric with a smile: "Soldiers always think about meritorious service. Then, he quickly turned and went up to the lobby.

Chen Shuxiang pulled Xu Li, who still wanted to ask, "Don't ask, let's go." Then, the three of them walked out of the compound together.

After Zhang Lijiang entered the door, Tang Jinshan waved his hand at him and motioned for him to approach the table. "In the battle of Linhe, we suffered losses and suffered from hard encounters. In the past, we always thought that **** would only fight guerrillas, not hard battles, but judging from these few battles, they were also very good at fighting tough battles. Therefore, we have to change our tactics, stop hitting hard, and choose the weak link as a breakthrough, and insert it all at once, causing him to die! As he spoke, he clenched his fists and slammed the table hard, and the sound was especially loud in this quiet room.

"So where is the weak link? I studied it carefully, and here—" he said, pointing to the "black mud pond" marked on the map, "here the rivers are crisscrossed, the ponds are dense, and there are large swamps, and the terrain is very complicated, which is not conducive to the movement of large troops. Therefore, in these two battles of the Lin River, we did not attack here. Because of this, **** has not been fortified here. Now I have decided to form an assault team composed of the special service battalion of the military headquarters and the 153rd regiment, pass through the black mud pond, go straight to Linhe City, and gather **** under Linhe City. The operation was codenamed the vaulting horse on the chessboard. ”

Speaking of this, a hint of pride flashed on Tang Jinshan's face, "Battalion Commander Zhang, the special agent battalion is the vanguard and sharp knife of this operation, and the success or failure depends on you." In order to ensure success, I am in the highest level of secrecy, and now only you and I know the deployment of the operation. After a while, Commander Yu is here, and he will be the third person to know. Battalion Commander Zhang, you should pay attention to the fact that the troops will announce the content of the operation after they arrive at Wunitang. Before you reach Linhe City, you are not allowed to reveal your whereabouts, and you must keep the radio silent, understand? ”

"Understood!" Zhang Lijiang put his feet together, and then blinked again, "Maybe I'm nervous, when the little lady surnamed Xu asked me just now, I always felt like she was playing tricks on my mouth?" ”

"Oh?" Tang Jinshan rolled his eyes, and then smiled. "You're too careful. You didn't even know what I was looking for you for? That little lady tightens her, what can she do? What's more, the reporter's questioning is also digging up news clues. Alright, let's do it! Tang Jinshan felt his hands tremble violently when he shook hands with Zhang Lijiang, and he understood that he was taking a risk.