Chapter 8: Guerrilla (7)

The Japanese planes flew away, leaving the city full of craters and garbage, and the fire was extinguished, leaving a faint white smoke and a pungent smell of burning. Mo Di did not go to the front line of disaster relief, but followed Zhong Ji to the Guilin City Defense Headquarters to sit down and drink tea. Guilin City is the district governance of Guilin Administrative Supervision District, since ancient times there is Guilin landscape the best in the world, more than 600 years, there are few wars in the country and the people, the most recent war is the end of the Ming Dynasty, that is also hundreds of years ago. In the twenty-fourth year of the Republic of China, the Gui army fought a battle with the Red Army at the head of the boundary, and the northern part of Guibei was in a big mess. In order to rectify the northern part of Guibei, the Guangxi District Government appointed Chen Enyuan, commander of the Xingquanguan garrison and county magistrate of the county, commander of the Guilin District People's League and supervisor of political participation, and principal of the Guangxi People's League Cadre School, as administrative director. In particular, the resource counties that were separated from the county and Huai'an were only three years after they became counties, and the county magistrates were actually placed in the west extension of the county's former county administrative offices, and the county's administrative offices were moved to the whole state.

"During this time, the Japanese bombed Guilin, and Chen Enyuan, a Jeonju Yankee, was exhausted!" Fiddling with the tea set on the small table, Zhong Ji said: "We returned to Guilin, and the Japanese planes also came to Guilin, since last month, three or five planes have come every three or five times, throwing a few * in Guilin City, each time they will blow up a few houses and kill a few people, but they are not as bad as this bombing, and the area along Zhengyang Road in Shuidongmen will be blown to pieces." ”

"We just watched the Japanese planes come and bombed, and we didn't do anything about it?" Mo Di asked.

"After the first bombardment last month, I raised the issue with the City Defense Command. These few Japanese planes flew from Guangzhou and went north along the Guijiang River, from Pingle to Yangshuo and then to Guilin, and most of the bombed areas were on both sides of the Li River. At that time, I pointed out that Guilin is mountainous, and as long as some machine gun positions are set up on the hills along the Li River, it will definitely be able to shoot down a few planes, and the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun can stand up on three legs and turn it into an anti-aircraft machine gun, and this gun has an effective firing range of 1,000 meters and a maximum range of 4,000 meters. I know you have this machine gun there, and I also offered to buy it from Xu Ping. But the suggestion was put forward, and no one took it seriously, and after a few days, Chief Wei Yunsong told me not to mention this opinion in the future. Zhong Ji is obviously angry, and he pulls the gun and clamps the stick when he speaks, which is not very smooth.

"I probably know a little bit of why." Mo Di said with a smile.

"You know?" Zhong Ji asked strangely, "How do you know?" ”

"The Japanese planes bombed indiscriminately within the range they could reach during this period of time for no more than two purposes, one was to understand our defense capabilities in these areas and conduct fire reconnaissance for their next offensive. The other is to look for our military airfields, hoping to destroy them at the beginning of the war. Mo Di said: "Don't look at me like that, I just remembered, when I came out of my house, I passed through the Yangtang Airport, where it was all camouflaged, not only the planes were all hidden under the straw rope weaving shed, but even the runway was also paved with a layer of fake turf, once an enemy plane was found, the turf could be spread in the shortest possible time, and the Japanese planes saw only a piece of turf in the air. If we intercept on the front line of the Li River, we will inevitably lead the aircraft to the Ertang and Yangtang airfields. The lesser of two evils, for the sake of the airport, the boss can only sacrifice Guilin City. ”

"Holy shit! The lives of ordinary people are worthless, aren't they! The cup in Zhong Ji's hand was slammed down on the coffee table, and the water in the cup spilled.

"Meat eaters are despicable, they can only see the fight, and it is already very good to be able to weigh both the airport and the city, and we usually call it a military strategist and a strategist. In fact, passive defense is never as good as active attack, and one day, the Yangtang airfield will be discovered by the Japanese army, and what we need to do now is to strengthen the defense of the Yangtang airfield, go to Germany and the United States to buy back some large-caliber antiaircraft weapons, or use the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine guns, increase the density of the machine guns, form a bullet net, and lead the Japanese planes over there to be killed as aerial targets. There are sparsely populated over there, and the plane that was shot down fell to the ground, and at most it could throw out some mud and not hit people. Once Mo Di thought about the problem clearly, he regained his usual calmness, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said, "The local hairy tip tastes good." ”

Zhong Ji laughed, stood up, and said, "Legend has it that Tianzong is the little Zhuge of the 48th Army, and it really deserves its name!" In winter, Guilin gets dark early, and it's time for dinner, I'll accompany you to find a small restaurant in Guanyin Pavilion and have a drink, Wangcheng was bombed by the Japanese and messed up, and it's hard to find food! ”

Mo Di pointed to Zhong Ji and the military uniform he was wearing, and said: "It's okay to drink, change your clothes and go again, on the day of the national disaster, the two soldiers don't go to disaster relief, but drink to celebrate, I'm afraid that someone will beat me." ”

Zhong Ji laughed, reached out and took off the military hat on Mo Di's head, and made a top hat to wear on Mo Di's head, the head was small and the hat was big, as if a big bucket almost pressed Mo Di's eyebrows. Then I found a striped suit and handed it to Mo Di, saying: "Take off your Japanese-style military coat and put this on the outside, and you can barely mess with it, at least others can't see that you are a soldier." ”

Mo Di took the middle coat with a smile, not only took off his coat, but also took off the military shirt and armed belt inside, and put it in Zhong Ji's office, only hanging a southern sixteen on his waist, he was used to carrying a gun, and he felt uncomfortable if he didn't bring it for a day, and felt that something was missing. Zhong Ji also changed into civilian clothes, with a peaked cap on his head and a tweed coat on his body, just like Mo Enemy, he still carried a Browning in his waist.

Crossing Dongzhen Road, bypassing the Dove Mountain, is the Guanyin Pavilion. Guanyin Pavilion is an ancient market at the north gate of Guilin, because of its unique geographical location, most of the merchants in the north of Guilin will choose to set up camp here, and over time it has become a commercial center. The main road paved with bluestone slabs, the alleys paved with cobblestones, stone carvings, cliffs, and old archways exude a heavy cultural atmosphere everywhere. The peasant women who came from the ancient trade road under the archway, the merchants from all walks of life who were full of department stores, and the students with dreams made this place full of popularity.

The east gate of Zhengyang Road was bombed by Japanese planes, as if it had nothing to do with this place, the shops were still open, the dealers were still shouting, and the children were still running in the alleys paved with bluestone slabs, only one and a half boys, carrying a bullet shell skin picked up from Zhengyang Road, showing off everywhere, only to remind people that it was not far away, and had just experienced an air raid. From their expressions, it can be seen that perhaps they would never have thought that if the Japanese plane had been dropped by * one minute late, or if the north wind had blown less, * would not have landed on Zhengyang Road, but on Guanyin Pavilion, and at that time, it would have been themselves who had been displaced and fled in all directions. O man! Only * falling on one's own head will one really feel that war is coming.

"Brother Zhong, this ground is very interesting, it's not bluestone or mud, it's so neat!" Mo Di walked on the main road and became interested in the road under his feet.

"Hehe, this is an asphalt road, paved with asphalt, and it is a new thing that has only been made in the past two years. I also saw it for the first time when I returned to Guilin, and I reached out to touch it curiously, and the children on the side of the road laughed so much that they couldn't stand up straight. Zhong Ji said: "Later, I learned that this was a newly paved road for the car to walk, and the previous bluestone slab, the car drove up, and it was very bumpy." ”

Mo Di stepped on the asphalt paved road a few times, as if he wanted to step on the road, but found that his behavior was very futile, Zhong Ji smiled brightly on the side, and said: "I also went to see how this asphalt was made, the previous time the Japanese bombed, the Huanhutang Road in front of the ancient south gate blew up a few pits, I went to see them repair, first fill the pit with stone and sand, compacted it with a large grinding plate, and then spread asphalt, after the asphalt was melted with fire, add gravel and sand, pour it on the road, first use a shovel to flatten it, Then flatten it with a grinding pan, and you will be able to walk in no time. ”

Mo Di also smiled: "New technology doesn't matter whether it is fought or not, it will come out if it wants to come out." ”

"War often gives birth to some new technologies, and when I came back to reorganize the 31st Army, I found that the original troops could also be built quickly, and the leftovers selected before turned out to be an excellent source of soldiers this time." With that, Zhong Ji burst out laughing.

I found a Lingchuan dog meat restaurant, ordered two catties of stir-fried dog meat hot pot, the dish has not yet been served, a thick dog meat fragrance has come in, Guilin fried dogs, after a long absence, Mo Dou's cheeks suddenly accumulated a bubble of saliva, and the cheeks were sour, and it took a little effort to swallow the saliva.

Zhong Ji lit a cigarette and asked the store to bring a small jar of good Guilin Sanhua wine, saying, "Tianzong, if you don't smoke, you won't quit drinking!" ”

Mo Di shook his head and said, "I don't want to quit smoking, I can't smoke, and I cough when I smoke." Last time, I was gassed by the Japanese and my lungs were damaged. I have been fighting on the front line of the Yangtze River for more than a year, and I am not afraid of anything else, but I am afraid of this poisonous gas, which comes and goes without a trace, and can kill people invisibly. ”

"I heard that in the southern section of Jinpu Road, you used the seized poison gas to bring down a lot of Japanese devils, what's the matter? Will you suffer the same loss yourself? Zhong Ji asked.

"Gas bombs are all the same, in our hands, it is the Japanese who die, and in the hands of the Japanese, it is us who die." Mo Di said: "There is nothing wrong with the gas bomb, it is the person who uses the gas bomb who is at fault." ”

Zhong Ji nodded and said, "I heard that poison gas bombs can also be sprayed by airplanes, if the Japanese drop poison gas instead of * today, what do you think will happen?" ”

Mo Di shook his head and said, "I don't know, and I don't want to know." ”

The dog meat came up, the iron pot was steaming with thick heat, the dog meat was bursting with oil, making a slight explosion sound, in the middle of the iron pot was a sour dish specially matched with dog meat hot pot, the oil from the dog meat let the sour dish absorb it, emitting a strong fragrance, fragrant into the spleen.