The headquarters of the Eighth Route Army was established in the area of Matian Town, Liao County, southeast of Jinzhong, and by the time Yang Longfei and others arrived, it was already about seven o'clock in the evening. The winter night was dark early, and at this time it was already out of sight, and the sentry posts outside the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army stayed behind in shifts day and night. The heart of the Eighth Route Army here is the command center, and there must not be the slightest mistake or mistake.

Jiang Tongying, the commander of the cavalry battalion, walked in front of Yang Longfei and stepped into the door of the command room of the headquarters first, and "snapped" and said: "Report!" The boss, the chief of staff, and the head of the independent regiment Yang have arrived! Please instruct! ”

Before Yang Longfei arrived, Peng Dehuai, deputy commander-in-chief of the Eighth Route Army, and Zuo Quan, deputy chief of staff, were standing behind a wall with a map on it, quietly looking at the map, and the two had to argue a few words from time to time. After hearing the voice of the cavalry commander Jiang Tongying, the two stopped arguing and looked back at Yang Longfei who was standing behind the battalion commander Jiang......

Mr. Peng, who has always been known for his serious management of the army, only felt that his eyes lit up, and the nasolabial folds extending down on both sides of his nose gradually disappeared. I don't know why, Mr. Peng, who has read countless people, suddenly felt a burst of indescribable and inexplicable good feelings for the young man standing in front of him, and he had a bit of a hatred for seeing each other.

Yang Longfei stepped forward and saluted: "Report to the boss, chief of staff, Yang Longfei, commander of the independent regiment of the 385th Brigade of the 129th Division, has been ordered to arrive, please instruct!" ”

Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo Quan waved his hand at the battalion commander and said, "Xiao Jiang, you have worked hard, go back and rest, there is nothing for you here......"

"Yes, Chief of Staff, Boss, you should rest early." After returning the salute, Battalion Commander Jiang turned around and walked out of the command room.

Mr. Peng's opening remarks are very special, and he also has his own personality: "I heard that you are a sheep who dares to play with hungry wolves, and you have a fight with the other two sheep of the 115th Division." During the Battle of Songhu, the 25th Regiment under your command dared to fight with the 11th Division, known as the ace of the Japanese army, to fight with bayonets. ”

"Chief, do you know about this?" Yang Longfei was stunned for a moment and asked.

"Of course we know, not only do we know that your regiment has achieved rich results in the Battle of Luodian, but also know that after the battle, the officers and soldiers of your regiment collectively received a commendation order from the Third Theater Commander's Department, and I heard that Mr. Jiang also awarded you a first-class Baoding Medal." Chief of Staff Zuo Quan said with a smile.

"That's the thing, Chief of Staff. Merely...... That Baoding Medal was lost by me in the later Battle of Nanjing, and the last few battles were so chaotic that I didn't pay attention to such a small thing, and when I remembered it, I realized that it was long gone......

After hearing this, Chief of Staff Zuo sighed and said: "This is a pity, after all, it is also the glory and glory of the past, which is worth remembering." To tell you the truth, I also graduated from the Whampoa Military Academy, and I am your senior. As far as the Eighth Route Army is concerned, there are many divisional and brigade-level commanders and fighters who are from the Whampoa Military Academy, so it is not difficult for you to learn some common language, the key is to learn how to get used to it, get used to the customs here, the domestic and foreign policies of our party and our army, and of course, discipline. ”

Mr. Peng expressed disdain for this and said, "What's wrong with the Whampoa Military Academy?" I'm not from Whampoa, and I still lead you foreign students. Don't always think that what you learn from the classroom will work, I don't see it. If you want me to say, even if you memorize the tactics and tactics of those foreign military strategists a hundred times, they may not be able to be applied to the battlefield, at least not on the battlefield in China. Our weapons and equipment are backward, the quality of our soldiers is not high, and the formal training we have access to is also overstretched. If you want me to say that against the Japanese, you need to use your brains and tactics that the enemy has never been exposed to in order to achieve a surprise victory. ”

"That's right, do you hear it, this is the strategic thinking of our deputy commander-in-chief of the Eighth Route Army! Remember not to forget, you must know how to win wars in the future! Chief of Staff Zuo said to Yang Longfei half-jokingly.

Yang Longfei smiled understandingly, and knocked his feet: "I understand, I can't forget it!" ”

Mr. Peng laughed angrily, shook a sentence: "You don't wear a high hat for me......" and turned around and walked to the huge map. Zuo Quan's deputy chief of staff also pulled Yang Longfei to the map to join them in the discussion.

Mr. Peng pointed to the red and blue arrows on the map and said to himself: "At present, the situation of the enemy and us in Shanxi is complicated, and our army can be said to have its own territory with the Jin Sui Army, the Central Army, the Japanese army, and the local puppet army and stubborn bandits. The distribution of various forces is staggered, and new base areas are being established inside and outside the defense zone. Yang Longfei, since you are here, I will not be polite to you. You see, I've marked all the arrows. Judging from the current situation, the prospect of war is not in favor of our army, and will even threaten the rights and interests of the local government currently established by the Central Army and the Jin Sui Army in Shanxi. The Japanese are not small, they have just eaten a Taiyuan, and they are not greedy enough, and they are trying to swallow the whole of Shanxi again, and his appetite is inevitably too big. If they really blow up their bellies, not to mention that Shanxi can't swallow it at that time, even the places they occupy now in Taiyuan and Yangquan will have to be spit out! ”

Yang Longfei didn't say a word from beginning to end, he put all his attention on the surrounding area marked with the word Yangquan on the map, and fell into a long contemplation.

Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo Quan encouraged: "Do you have any ideas? Let's talk about it, what to say, strategic research is regardless of the size of the position, and you can speak freely! ”

"Boss, Chief of Staff, then I'll be straightforward. I wonder why this area called the General's Temple is empty? It is located in the northwestern part of Shanxi, less than 200 miles away from Yangquan. The General's Temple is the throat of our brigade after that, and if the Japanese army in Yangquan is ready to take our brigade headquarters, the General's Temple is the place where they must pass. The mechanized units and motorized clusters of the Japanese army are not blown out, the two-hundred-mile front is a piece of cake for the devils, and it won't take them an hour to eat the gateway of our brigade! In case they pick up the leak and occupy the treasure land of the General's Temple, it will be equivalent to the front teeth of our brigade being broken by the little devils. The front teeth are all gone, and there is definitely no strength to bite! If the enemy is in a hurry, and then mobilizes reinforcements from Taiyuan or other directions to encircle and annihilate us, it is difficult to say what will happen at that time......"

After hearing this, the chief of staff of Zuo Quan gasped and said, "My good man, you guys really dare to think about it." If it really proceeds as you say, the 385th Brigade will really become the enemy's meal, and if you don't die, you will have to peel off the skin. Alas, do you think there is such a possibility? ”

"Of course there is such a possibility, this is a lice on the bald head, a clear thing! If I were the Japanese army in Yangquan, no one would want the fat meat of the General's Temple, and I would definitely be happy to die. This is a good thing that you can't usually ask for! I think the devils stationed in Yangquan are also stupid, this place has been empty, and at least they don't do reconnaissance. If they bite this piece of fat early in the morning, the entire northwest of Shanxi will be messed up......" Yang Longfei said confidently.

Mr. Peng scolded with a smile: "I see that you are talking to the Japanese a little bit, is it possible that you are still counting on the Japanese to take off my head?" To get back to the point, I won't tell you anything, you and your brigade commander and chief of staff all want to go together. At noon the day before yesterday, the 385 Brigade called the headquarters, saying that before the arrival of the independent regiment, the 769 regiment would be stationed in the vicinity of the General Temple, and then the 769 regiment would be replaced after your regiment arrived in Shanxi. ”

"No problem, mission guaranteed! Boss, Chief of Staff, to tell you from the heart, when I saw this picture, I thought that our brigade commander started by selling dog skin plasters, it seems that I was wrong. Our brigade commander still has some strategic vision......"

After saying that, Mr. Peng and Chief of Staff Zuo both laughed. Especially Mr. Peng, Yang Longfei's straightforwardness made him feel very moved. He punched the other party in the chest and said, "You kid is not very old, but his tone is not small." If you don't even have the most basic strategic foresight of a commander and fighter, can you become your brigade commander? If I tell you the Brigadier the truth about what you said, you kid will have a hard time in the future, do you believe it or not? ”

"Ouch, boss, please spare me. I just said this casually, I haven't seen who our brigade commander is, if you tell him, and he gives me little shoes to wear in the brigade, then I won't be able to live the rest of my life! Yang Longfei begged bitterly.

Chief of Staff Zuo also walked up to Yang Longfei and said with a smile: "The boss has always been a man of his word, but you also have to come up with some real materials to show us." I still have the old saying, no one is bad on paper, the key is to show your strength on the battlefield! I have confidence in you, but you kid don't want to be cheap and obedient, the military book says that 'arrogant soldiers will be defeated', and this may not be exempt from vulgarity in your independent regiment. The boss and I don't have high short-term requirements for you, so I want you to give me a firm bite on the bone of the General's Temple, and if you lose your position because of your command mistakes, Mr. Peng and I will cut off your head! ”

Yang Longfei straightened his chest and stomach, and with a knock on his feet, it was another standard military salute, and he roared with full anger: "Please rest assured, the head of the independent regiment, Yang Longfei, will take a head guarantee and never let the devil cross the general's temple!" ”

Chief of Staff Zuo nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, there is momentum, we believe in you...... In addition, there is another important piece of information that needs to be told to you, just five hours before the 769th Regiment changed its guard to the General's Temple, the Japanese army suddenly sent a full brigade from Taiyuan to Yangquan, and about an hour later, the Japanese military police headquarters in Yangquan suddenly sent two squadrons to occupy Moyunling, which was less than 50 miles away from Yangquan. You should always keep this information in mind, and when you have nothing to do, think about the Japanese army's intentions to do this, and if you have an idea, you can directly respond to your brigade commander. But there is one thing, even if there are really devils who want to do anything to the General's Temple, you must defend it at all costs, and you must obey the orders issued by the headquarters during the period. Do you understand? ”

"Understood, chief, pledge to obey orders!"

"Okay, then you can rest in the afternoon, the troops must be tired for a few days, it's too late today, just sleep at the headquarters, I asked the soldiers to prepare a room for you......"

"No need, Chief of Staff, I'd better rush back to the regiment headquarters overnight. You don't have to worry about me, I'm used to walking at night, even if I really bump into a few thieves, I can't stop me, and the person who can kill me Yang Longfei hasn't been born yet! Boss, Chief of Staff, take care, I'm leaving! ”

Looking at Yang Longfei's back as he walked away, a long-lost smile appeared on the faces of Mr. Peng and Deputy Chief of Staff Zuo Quan. For this subordinate who had just joined the battle sequence of the Eighth Route Army, they placed great expectations in their hearts, hoping that he could play the greatest role in future battles against the enemy.

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A burst of fierce gunfire suddenly erupted in the compound of the headquarters of the Japanese military police stationed in Yangquan, which was as quiet as ever, and the bullet casings that burst out of the chamber fell to the ground like raindrops, and the sound of crackling collisions became one...... This is the special service department directly under the headquarters of the First Army stationed in Jinjin, which is conducting night combat training.

In the training ground provided by the head of the gendarmerie, Matsuo Hirasaki Nakasa, the supreme chief of the secret service department, Kimura Jitake Daisa, was standing in a watchtower looking down and supervising the training of his special service members. In this regard, Kimura Jiwu still thanked Matsuo Nakasa who provided him with a venue from the bottom of his heart. The training ground was far larger than he had imagined, taking up half a football field.

The operatives were divided into five combat teams, each consisting of 20 men, for different military trainings, in the order of shooting, assassination, wrestling, physical fitness, and hand-to-hand knife grabbing.

Awakened by the sound of gunshots, Matsuo Nakasa forced the anger in his heart and walked to the room, staring at the movement of the training ground downstairs with tired and tired eyes. Soon, his facial expression changed from dissatisfaction to surprise......

He watched with interest as the agents downstairs were dressed up: they wore steel helmets covered with camouflage nets on their heads, which effectively prevented them from reflecting in direct sunlight and revealing their whereabouts. In addition, each of them had a pair of tactical glasses on the front of their steel helmets, a navy blue training jacket, and a bulletproof vest made of iron plates on the periphery. A half-fingered tactical glove in each hand, a Ninety-Seven* on each shoulder, and three or four spare pockets staggered across the chest, filled with reserve ammunition. Each member of the operative team had a "Fourteen Years" pistol pinned to their waists, a pocket dagger strapped to their calves, and a pair of leather khaki combat boots on their feet.

Matsuo Nakasa was secretly surprised, oh my God, where is this ordinary Japanese Army, it is clearly a group of special forces armed to the teeth! After observing the costumes of the special agents, Matsuo Nakasa patiently observed the opponent's individual combat skills one by one, which still surprised him a lot.

These agents are very athletic, their movements are also very agile, and their fists and feet are even more aggressive, and their shots are killer moves, leaving no respite for the other party. Taking the training subject of snatching knives with bare hands alone, these guys are good enough. You must know that the dagger they hold in their hands is by no means the plastic dagger used in ordinary training, but a dagger that braves the cold light and really opens the blade, and it is never fake.

Matsuo Nakasa couldn't help but gasp after seeing it, these guys really dare to do it, this is not a battlefield, it's just an insignificant training, and they actually took out a dagger and used it seriously, what is the difference between such a person and an outlaw? It's just a bunch of crazy people.

Soon, Matsuo Nakasa's attention was drawn to the 1st Combat Group, which was conducting shooting training. As their commander, Jimura Daisa, said, the main firearms of the operatives were all Finnish-made M1931 Somi*.

The M1931 Suomi * is an improved version of the original M26*, and the entire gun body only retains the detachable barrel and pull handle of the original M26*, and the bolt can basically be called a completely new design. The fly in the ointment is that the new M1931 Somi * is heavier than the original M26 *, and the rate of fire adjustment mechanism has been canceled. The gun has a total length of 87 centimeters, and the body of the gun uses a sheet front sight and a curved seat adjustable gauge, with an effective range of between 200 and 300 meters, a rate of fire of up to 900 rounds per minute, and a 71-round drum.

Matsuo Nakasa did not know that it was with this weapon that the Finnish Defense Forces used this weapon to make the rival Soviet troops suffer and threaten. He also had the self-righteous belief that the best * in the world * was their Japanese-made southern style*.

The training of the special agents continued, and they only heard the condescending Kimura Jiwu Daisa, who was standing on the watchtower in front of him, order: "Listen to my order, everyone stop training and stand in line according to the order of each group!" As soon as the words fell, the swift members of the special team immediately stopped the unfinished training task at hand, lined up in order according to their own serial numbers, and stared ahead with blazing eyes, waiting for the latest task from the commander Kimura Jiwu Daisa.

Kimura Osa leaned on the fence of the watchtower rather lazily and asked, "I just roughly observed the night combat training of Zhujun this time, and my performance is not bad. However, I still feel a little puzzled by the problems that some of you have in training, and I hope that someone can help me solve them...... Ando-kun, may I ask why the bite occurred during your assassination training with Warrant Officer Kurokawa? This is too unsightly, you know, the samurai of the empire have always admired honor and dignity, do you insult the spirit of bushido in my great Japanese empire? ”

Second Lieutenant Ando replied with an unchanged face, "Mr. Osa, I don't think my actions are offensive to the spirit of bushido in my country. All I know is that when fighting against an opponent of equal ability with our army, I will only use all my tricks for the sole purpose of making him fall at my feet, and I will do whatever it takes to do so. If I meet the enemy in the future, will Mr. Osa-sa let me limit my so-called dignity and honor to the use of my hands and feet? ”

Kimura Jiwu smiled, he held on to the railing and grinned and said: "Ando-kun is reasonable, then can I think so, you bit Warrant Officer Kurokawa's arm, and conversely, he can also target a vital part of your body to give you a fatal blow?" ”

"I can think of it that way, Mr. Osa, as long as he has this ability, I will gladly accept it."

Kimura Jiwu pointed the finger at Warrant Officer Kurokawa, who had fallen into the disadvantage in the training just now, and seemed to remind him in a commanding tone: "Warrant Officer Kurokawa, did you hear that?" Your opponents are questioning your abilities. This was amply demonstrated by the assassination drill just now, as you didn't pull out the fight and did your best, resulting in you being decapitated by the enemy in a sparring that was supposed to win. I hope that in the future, whether it is training or actual combat, you will let go of your posture, especially in actual combat! You must understand that the enemy will not be kind to you, even if they are not a first-class army. But the guns are eyeless, the fists and feet are ruthless, if you are defeated by the opponent's knife just for the sake of illusory honor and dignity, then you can only be regarded as a martial artist, and you are not qualified to be a member of the secret service department at all! Warrant Officer Kurokawa, do you understand? ”

"Yes, Your Excellency Osa, Kurokawa understands. In the next training, Kurokawa will not show mercy. If I encounter another enemy who bites my hand, I will also hit his lower body with a color, and ensure that he will remember it for a long time! As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding agents burst into laughter.

Kimura Jiwu looked at the somewhat sloppy team and yelled, "All stand upright!" The agents immediately put away their smiles and returned to their previous steady.

Kimura Jiwu's very masculine voice came to his face: "The next battle plan, the date is set for eight o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, and the primary target is the headquarters of the 129th Division of the Eighth Route Army!" No special forces are allowed to ask for leave, so be sure to be fully staffed to participate in this mission! Well, you can go and rest, recuperate, and make all preparations for the battle the day after tomorrow, and hope that we can behead the head of the enemy's 129th Division as we wish! Long live His Majesty the Emperor, long live the Great Japanese Empire! ”

The secret service members, who had been brainwashed by militaristic ideology, raised their weapons and shouted in unison: "Long live His Majesty the Emperor, long live the Great Japanese Empire!" ”