As the direct leader of the provincial security forces, the deputy director of the security department also wanted to put such an elite by his side in his heart, so that he would have to rest assured when he slept at night, but after thinking about it for a while, he finally gave up:

"Jianqiao Airport is about to be completed, although there is a regiment of the Central Army stationed at the airport, but their responsibility is only to protect the safety of the airport, another elite division of the Central Army has been transferred to Suzhou, so the defense inside and outside Hangzhou, we have to rely on ourselves, and the bluestone bridge north of the airport is the gateway to the east gate of Hangzhou, its strategic position is extremely important, or let Wu Ming's teaching team go there to make people feel at ease."

The officials were speechless for a moment, and after some discussion, although they were not very satisfied, they still agreed to the arrangement of the security department, but they suggested that they should focus on taking care of such an elite and strong army as Wu Ming's teaching team, whether it was ammunition supply or the distribution of donations for the Anti-Japanese War, giving priority to such a trustworthy army as much as possible is always a hundred times stronger than distributing money, food and materials to those stragglers who reached out to ask for this and that before they arrived.

The deputy director did not speak, neither agreed nor opposed, and still looked at the neat line of the teaching team with interest, carefully observing Wu Ming's every move.

After another half an hour, the infantry regiment finally completed its assembly, and the whole army left the dock in three columns and advanced in a northeasterly direction. The 2,000 officers and men who originally thought that they would be able to eat a good meal and drink hot soup after getting off the ship were so hungry that they vented their dissatisfaction all the way, looking at the city of Hangzhou, which was getting farther and farther away, and sighed and complained one by one.

The teaching team that fell behind the large team was silent.

The officers and men, who had been educated by bamboo whips and sticks for months, had already formed the habit of marching silently, and there was no noise other than the metal clanging and the sound of horses' hooves from the collision of weapons and pendants on their bodies.

Wu Ming and all the officers of the teaching team led their horses and marched on foot like the brothers, in stark contrast to the many officers of the infantry regiment who were shouting on tall horses in the front ranks.

After walking for three hours, the team finally drove to the bluestone bridge in the defense camp.

After listening to Ma Zhizhai's order, the commanders of the infantry regiment immediately ordered the soldiers to seize the wide temple that had been cleared in advance, and the two chief and deputy regiment commanders unceremoniously commanded the three battalions to occupy the front and rear courtyards and all the side rooms.

In the chaotic courtyard, Wu Ming and Fan Maolin shook their heads again and again, feeling helpless about this, Zhang Dongning sighed with deep feelings: "If it weren't for the captain's insistence on bringing forty military tents, I'm afraid we really have nowhere to live." ”

"But forty tents don't work! Well, the forced Deng Lao Wu, he can't lead troops in a war, but he has a set of fighting for power and profit, and he really can't get used to their faces. Long Shaogang, the grumpy and fierce company, scolded when he opened his mouth.

Wu Ming waved his hand: "Okay, don't say these angry words, it's not easy for the brothers in the direct regiment, and two thousand people are enough to choke in this temple...... You immediately go and lead your brothers across the bridge, after the mud bridge Bang bluestone bridge is the railway, after the railway is about 100 meters to the west, there seems to be an ancestral hall, I will go first to ask the chief of staff and the liaison officer of the security department to see if we can requisition the ancestral hall, anyway, our ammunition and supplies cannot be rained. ”

Fan Maolin and the others left in a huff, and Wu Ming entered the main hall to ask Ma Zhizhai for instructions.

Ma Zhizhai was about to get angry about this, and when he heard Wu Ming say that there was an ancestral hall on the other side of Niqiaobang, he immediately asked the liaison officer sent by the security department to make a request.

The lieutenant colonel liaison officer in his prime is very familiar with the surrounding situation, knowing that the north bank of the mud bridge on the road is a relatively wealthy village - Dingjia Village, the scale of the Ding family ancestral hall at the east entrance of the village is not small, and the entire Dingjia Village is in the fortification construction circle planned by the security department, so he agreed very happily and personally accompanied Ma Zhizhai and Wu Ming to Dingjia Village, and it didn't take much to get the consent of the villagers, and the only request of the villagers was to please take care of the utensils in the ancestral hall.

Wu Ming very politely thanked the village chief and several village elders, and asked the village chief and others to go to the ancestral hall together to make specific requests.

After entering the ancestral hall and inspecting the circle, Wu Ming felt that the three-hall ancestral hall was spacious enough, and immediately made the most appropriate guarantee to the village chief and the elders:

"Thanks to the kindness of the fathers and fellow villagers, this place is enough...... I think it is completely possible to close the main hall of the ancestral hall with tablets and many offerings, we only need to enter and exit from the corridors on both sides, as for the fire cooking, it does not necessarily have to be done in the ancestral hall, I think the open space under the big tree on the west side of the gate is very good, tomorrow we can build a row of grass huts should be able to solve the problem of cooking. ”

The village chief and several elders were deeply surprised and very moved, and many villagers on the spot praised in low voices, they had never seen such a talkative army as Wu Ming's teaching team.

The young security liaison officer nodded frequently and quietly extended a thumbs up to Ma Zhizhai.

Ma Zhizhai smiled and said a few words of humility with great relief.

In this way, the teaching team finally settled down, Wu Ming hurriedly used up the dry rations, immediately gathered the officers under his command, gathered around the 50,000th military map issued by the security department, read out the defense requirements, and began to discuss the construction of fortifications, the arrangement of firepower, and the level of defense.

Considering that the area is a flat area with interlaced water networks, it is extremely difficult to construct trenches and fortifications, and a large amount of water may seep into the ground if it is dug three meters deep, so after soliciting everyone's opinions, Wu Ming decided to build twelve reinforced concrete fortresses, increase the amount of work for the three defensive trenches, dig the trenches directly to the river to facilitate drainage, use a large number of bamboo treads to lay trenches, and use wooden stakes and bamboo to reinforce the trench walls, and then quickly organize them into a report and urgently send them to the temporary headquarters of the Qingshi Temple on the south bank.

As soon as Wu Ming and Fan Maolin crossed the bluestone bridge, they were crowded to the side of the road by a chaotic contingent of more than 3,000 security officers and soldiers who were scolding and scolding.

In this way, the officers and soldiers of the two security regiments from southern Zhejiang were frightened, and everyone knew that if Shanghai was lost, Jiashan would become the first line of defense to hold Hangzhou, and they would be exposed to the powerful artillery fire of the Japanese army, so how could they be safe in Xiaoshan, which is across the wide Qiantang River?

However, the military order is like a mountain, whether they want it or not, the order has been issued, and they must be obeyed unconditionally, so the 3,000 men and horses are slowly marching eastward, and these timid and war-weary officers and soldiers are scolding while walking, and even the eighteenth generation ancestor of the provincial chairman Lu Diping has been greeted by them countless times.

Looking at the army in front of him with low morale and extremely unbearable morale, Wu Ming's mood was extremely heavy, how could such troops be expected to become the mainstay of the Sino-Japanese battlefield? How can they be expected to shed their blood and die for the sake of their countrymen? I'm afraid that before the Japanese arrive, they will collapse first!

Wu Ming lowered his head and didn't say a word, pulled up the annoyed Fan Maolin, and walked quickly towards the bluestone temple, ignoring the sarcastic and hateful eyes of the many soldiers and ruffians who passed by.

Wu Ming's defense plan was quickly approved by Ma Zhizhai and the liaison officer, and with slight changes, it echoed well with the planned plan on the south bank.

Xie Zixuan, deputy chief of the Operations Section, was even more full of praise when he saw it, and suggested that once it was approved by the Security Department, it should be forcibly promoted in all battalions of the regiment directly under it.

The young liaison officer immediately stated that as long as the plan passed the approval of the upper level, he would fully cooperate with it and bring enough raw materials to the troops in western Zhejiang.