The 31 st Brigade was busy with repairs, and the 33 rd Brigade was busy changing defenses, and they had to hand over the positions of Zhushan, Daiyanshan, and Fangjia Dadao that they had taken over to the troops of the 30 th Group Army.

Feng Ye was still ten kilometers away from the place where he was going to attack, and the two positions of Daobeiling and Dazhuwa were also five miles away, and they were in the Minshan Mountain Range, and many troops of the 11th Division had this situation.

"Huhuhuhu"

When Feng Ye returned to the Minshan Mansion, on the position, the brothers of the direct battalion were snoring loudly, and they were already asleep.

"Sleep, we'll be out in two hours."

Feng Yi looked at the sky, it was still early, and explained to the commander of the Sichuan army next to him.

"Battalion Commander Feng, you rest; I'll call you then."

Battalion Commander Zhang nodded, seeing the tired appearance of the soldiers of the directly subordinate battalion on the position, and finally remembered that these brothers had been fighting since dawn in the morning.

"Du's daughter and horse are quiet, take a break, it's time to go."

Camp Commander Zhang explained to his brothers and asked them to find a place to rest on their own.

"Battalion commander, fighting devils with the uncle of the Central Army, will we be cannon fodder again?"

A ragged Sichuan soldier squatted next to Battalion Commander Zhang, holding a dry tobacco pouch in his hand, and was smoking it.

"Smoker, don't talk nonsense about your turtle son, I don't think Camp Commander Feng is that kind of person."

Camp Commander Zhang looked around nervously and reminded his brothers in a low voice.

"I'm afraid of a hammer, those uncles of the Central Army sleep like pigs; Look at them, don't talk about them, the same people of the 62nd Regiment over there are sleeping, they are not afraid that the devils will come to sneak attack Suo, and they really treat us as coolies, and let the laborers and managers help them defend their positions; This is not the position of labor-management. ”

The smoker smacked his cigarette and whined.

"Shut up and smoke your cigarettes."

Camp Commander Zhang was on fire and scolded the smoker in front of him; This smoker is a veteran under his command, from Izukawa to the present, he has not even been injured, and he will not do anything to promote him to be a platoon commander, he wants to be a big soldier.

"Smoker, you're not the only brother who thinks so."

Battalion Commander Zhang looked at the brothers here and asked in a low voice.

"Fight devils, the brethren didn't say; But fighting devils with the Central Army, the brothers are afraid that they will be cannon fodder, and their death is not worth it. ”

The smoker lowered his head and knocked the smoke pot at the bottom of the trench, and there was a large amount of tobacco residue from the smoked tobacco, which fell out of the smoke pot with his force.

"This position turned out to be our 30th Group Army; If nothing else, let's just say that the Daobei Ridge to be fought tonight turned out to be the position of our battalion, we didn't hold it, and let the devils slip in, from here all the way to the east, disrupting the deployment of the commanders; That's it, Commander Wang was scolded a lot. ”

Battalion Commander Zhang pointed to this position and said.

"They, the Central Army, are here to help us clean up the mess, and after a day of fighting today, they have killed a lot of people, in order to take back the position from the devils; In the matter of fighting devils, the Central Army, like us, is desperate; Even if you are cannon fodder, you must be a valuable cannon fodder, as long as you can regain the position, it is worth being cannon fodder, don't forget, we are already dead when we go out of Sichuan. ”

Battalion Commander Zhang looked at the sky and remembered Commander Yang's words, if the devil did not withdraw from China, the Sichuan army would not return to Sichuan

Now not only him, I am afraid that no Chinese can see the hope of beating the devil back to the East.

"When you set out, let the brethren be smart, and when others shout, they rush upwards and do as I say."

Battalion Commander Zhang explained in a low voice that he wanted to see how the Central Army fought, and if he was allowed to take the lead and block bullets for them, then he might as well fight by himself.

"It's like a little talk, battalion commander, you must carry it."

Hearing Battalion Commander Zhang say this, the platoon commanders grinned one by one, as long as Battalion Commander Zhang withstood it, it was unlikely that they would be used as cannon fodder.

"Huhuhuhu"

Brother Chuan Jun was discussing the possibility of being used as cannon fodder, but Feng Yi and the tired brothers slept soundly, they were full, and they were tired for most of the day, so they couldn't sleep well, and they were really sorry for today's rice.

The brethren of the Sichuan army did not sleep, they had been resting since last night, there was no offensive mission, and no devils beat them; They are now in full swing to see the equipment of their battalions.

"Didn't you say they had a cannon?"

A Sichuan brother walked around and found that he didn't see any mortars, not even heavy machine guns, except for the Czech.

"That thing can be put on display here for you."

A company commander glanced at this brother angrily, from soldiers to officers in the direct battalion, their uniforms were dirty, but their guns were very clean, at least on the outside.

"Ahh

Feng Yi stretched and opened his eyes, not that he had woken up, but that there was a nerve reminding him that it was time to wake up.

"Battalion Commander Feng, you'll have five minutes to wake up."

Battalion Commander Zhang watched Feng Yi stand up, ran over, pointed to the watch in his hand and said.

"Devil's"

Feng Ye took a look at it and found that the Peugeot on the thing was in Japanese, so he asked casually.

"Hehe, captured on the battlefield."

Battalion Commander Zhang puffed up his chest proudly.

"We're all assembled, gear up, and we're ready to go."

Feng Ye stood on the battlefield and shouted, telling the sleeping brother to hurry up.

In Feng Yi's sight, the 62nd Regiment had already set off, and there were many more Sichuan troops on the position, which were the troops that took over the defensive position.

"Battalion Commander Zhang, the troops will leave in fifteen minutes; You don't have a problem."

Feng asked.

"No problem, my brother has been ready for a long time."

Battalion Commander Zhang nodded and said.

"Wang Ning, notify all officers above the platoon level to come over for a meeting."

"Battalion Commander Zhang, the officers on your side are also with you."

Feng Yi nodded, how to fight tonight must be discussed before leaving.

"Battalion Commander Feng, Daobei Ridge used to be the position of our battalion, it was a dirt mountain, and there were many bushes around, I think we can attack at night, rush up directly, and hack the devil to death with a big knife"

The commander of the Sichuan army said his advice.

"It's been three days since Daobeiling was lost, and now there are no shrubs and woods to cover, it's hard to say before I see it."

Feng Yi shook his head, he still preferred to scout before the war.

"The two places we are going to attack are separated by more than five miles, which means that even if we carry out a surprise attack, we can only lay down one position, and the other position will always be attacked."

Feng pointed to the map on the ground.

"My plan is this, first to attack Dazhuwa, then leave a few brothers to defend the position, and the rest of the brothers to storm the Daobei Ridge; Since it is a strong attack, there is no need to care whether there are shrubs or not, Battalion Commander Zhang, you can tell me about the situation in Daobeiling. ”

Feng Yi said his plan, and did not give the Sichuan army battalion commander a choice.