Chapter 552: There Is No Worst, Only Worse (Third Update!) )
"You're right, Linfen must not be lost. As long as we have troops active in Linyi, we can cut off the Tongpu railway at any time. This is a crucial application for the entire anti-Japanese war in North China! The deputy commander-in-chief's face unconsciously became serious.
Then he continued: "Brigade Commander Chen is also aware of this, so he plans to let the new regiment return to Linfen. ”
However, the new regiment is still short of a regiment commander, and after the new regiment returns to Linfen, the opponent it faces is Matsumoto, who is very good at special operations. Brigade Commander Chen, they thought of you directly and wanted you to be the commander of the new regiment, but there were no reinforcements for you! ”
"In other words, when you arrive at the new regiment, there are only more than 200 remnants of soldiers, and you are still short of food and ammunition. What's more, there are still thousands of puppet troops around the new regiment staring at the new regiment all the time, ready to pounce on it at any time and take a bite and completely kill the new regiment! ”
"In this case, you go to the new regiment not only to ensure that the troops are not eaten by the devils, but also to let the new regiment develop and grow again, control the vast rural areas of Linfen, and have the capital to confront the devils!"
The deputy chief of staff said: "I discussed with the boss, and now that the training of the special operations team has been formalized, Huang Yuanqiang of the first squadron is a good seedling and can take over the position of captain." So, we don't have any opinions, it's up to you! ”
"I agree to go to the new 1st regiment, but I want to bring someone from the special operations team over and let him be the leader of the special operations detachment of the new regiment!" Wang Ping quickly made a decision.
Now that the devil's special forces have been disbanded, staying in the special operations team will definitely not achieve much success. Rather than this, it is better to go to the field troops below.
As for the other reason, it is because of Matsumoto.
Matsumoto was too cunning, and the last time he let him slip away, Wang Ping regretted it for a long time.
Wang Ping was sure that with Matsumoto's ability and understanding of the Eighth Route Army, as long as he was given time, he would definitely grow into a fierce enemy of the Eighth Route Army.
Since this Matsumoto is in Linfen, Wang Ping will definitely chase him over and kill him, and kill him before he is still the brigade commander and before he becomes the division commander.
Because the new regiment was in danger, Wang Ping did not make a detour to report to the 86th Brigade headquarters, and directly killed the new regiment according to the land provided by the 86th brigade to the mountain where the new regiment was hiding.
With Wang Ping, there is only one assaulter in the special operations brigade, Li Wen, and Wang Ping is very optimistic about the seedlings of the special forces.
As for the others, despite Huang Yuanqiang's repeated requests, Wang Ping still didn't bring any.
With only a letter of appointment, a gun and a spear for each person, Wang Ping set off.
"Commander, you confirm that the remnants of the new regiment are in the mountain at our feet! How can there not be the slightest sign of human activity, it is even more desolate than the mountain where our special operations brigade is training! Looking at the mountain with no road at his feet, Li Wen asked with a frown.
"As long as they haven't moved in the past few days, they should be in a valley five kilometers ahead!" Wang Ping replied with a frown, his face was very unsightly.
"Still ahead? No one has been active here at all, how did they find here! Li Wen was shocked, frowned and continued.
"I must have been beaten too badly by the devil and pushed too hard. I have to hide in this kind of deep mountain and old forest! Wang Ping hit the nail on the head and said the crux of the problem.
Then there was a very bad premonition in my heart.
Especially after seeing that the further I walked, the denser the forest next to me became, and I couldn't even see the sun, this bad premonition directly became stronger.
"The situation of the new regiment must be worse than that reported by the commander of the 86th Brigade, otherwise it would not have been chased all the way by the devils to this kind of deep mountain and old forest!" Wang Ping thought secretly in his heart, and the further he went, the more sure he was of his judgment.
Five kilometers, two people walked for two hours before they noticed some signs of human activity.
"Commander, there are people moving here, and there are quite a few of them. As long as the new regiment is not withdrawn, it will definitely be here! Li Wen's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he reported with a long sigh of relief.
"There's someone up ahead!" Wang Ping didn't answer, dragging Li Wen to the ground subconsciously.
In normal times, Wang Ping had already taken out his pistol and fired a string of bullets at the suspicious target he found, knocking the opponent into a sieve.
But because he knew that they were the new group, Wang Ping chose to lie down and wait for the other party to rush out.
"Don't move!" As soon as he finished speaking, three people flashed out of the forest next to him!
Yes, it's three people, if it weren't for the fact that the other party was holding a rifle in his hand and wearing a tattered military uniform, Wang Ping would have treated them as three savages.
"We don't move! Comrades rest assured, we are not bad people, we are our own people! Li Wen hurriedly explained!
"Throw the guns first, pistols, rifles, all of them, and grenades!" The other party did not relax his vigilance because of the three words of his own person, pointed a gun at Wang Ping and Li Wen, and continued to order.
Wang Ping hurriedly stopped Li Wen, who wanted to continue.
"Give them the gun so that there is no misunderstanding. They must have been scared of the devil's sneak attack during this time, it is normal to be cautious, and when they see their deputy battalion commander Zhong, everything will be clear! ”
"You know our deputy battalion commander!" One of the fighters asked, staring at Wang Ping.
"Zhong Chenggong, deputy commander of the first battalion of the new first regiment, was transferred from the 77th regiment a year ago, and served as the deputy commander of the fourth company of the second battalion in the 77th regiment!" Wang Ping immediately said what he knew.
This soldier was obviously very familiar with Zhong Chenggong, listened to Wang Ping's answer, and added that Wang Ping's long and short guns were all in his hands, so he immediately ordered the remaining two soldiers to put down their guns, and then explained: "Comrade, there is no way, this is the rule set by our deputy battalion commander." And you were right just now, we were indeed attacked by devils once some time ago, and the other party was wearing our Eighth Route Army uniform, which strengthened vigilance.
After being taken to the temporary station of the new regiment, the image that instantly popped up in Wang Ping's mind was the refugee camp.
It's much worse than the refugee camp.
A dozen shacks made of twigs and rotten leaves formed a circle of temporary barracks for the new regiment.
In the open space in the middle of the barracks, the only place where there is sunlight, dozens of bandages with blood on them hang there to dry, and you don't have to guess to know that there are many seriously wounded people living here.
Looking at the soldiers in the camp, none of them had their uniforms intact.
What is more important is everyone's spirit, everyone lowered their heads and didn't say a word, from them, Wang Ping didn't see the morale that a soldier should have.
All of them had a depressed expression. There were even people with confused and desperate expressions on their faces.
When Wang Ping arrived here, he happened to meet them cooking lunch.
There are two cauldrons in total, and millet porridge is boiling in one cauldron, which is very thin, and there are almost no rice grains in sight.
In another large cauldron, a large pot of wild vegetables was boiling, and there were no rice grains in it.
If Wang Ping is not mistaken, millet porridge must be for the lightly and seriously wounded. As for wild vegetables, they are for everyone to eat. And from everyone's yellow and thin faces and malnourished expressions, it is certain that everyone has been eating wild vegetable soup for more than a day!
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