In the early morning, the sky was gray, and it began to drizzle in the second half of the night.

The second battalion took advantage of this inconsequential reason and began to rest.

A fake fight is more tiring than a real fight, and you have to consider the casualties, and you also have to consider whether the performance is like or not, and how to not show flaws.

Just three hours in the first half of the night, Shi Zhijian's strength was haggard, and he felt that this battle was even more difficult than the battle in Duck Dock.

Fortunately, it rained, so I didn't have to fight.

The first battalion has already taken the high ground, but the casualties are a bit large, and there is still a big gap between the individual soldier quality of the Eighth Route Army and the devil during this period, even if it is a 3:1 battle loss, it is not easy, it can already be included in the elite, not to mention that there are no heavy weapons to fight low and high.

After calming down, Ding Wei called Shi Zhijian to study the structure of the devil's fortifications together, and now the fortification diagram is no longer the simple sketch of the earlier, but a detailed drawing drawn after the first battalion captured the high ground.

The two of them studied for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion that if it weren't for Xu San's secret drugging, the price paid by the first battalion if they wanted to take this high ground might be even higher.

A copy of the structural diagram was made, and together with the seized medicines, Ding Wei was once again sent to the headquarters.

The new regiment is short of medicines, but other regiments are even more lacking, this time there are a lot of seizures, Ding Wei can also conceal it, but he still chooses to hand it over and let his superiors distribute these valuable medicines.

Shi Zhijian looked at the medicine that was sent away, and said regretfully, "Leader, you are really willing!" ”

"What if you don't want to? There are too many! If I keep it all secret, I won't be able to get over it. And didn't you notice that this box of medicines was so full of people deliberately? ”

Shi Zhijian scratched his head and raised his eyebrows, "It's a little more, these medicines are enough for a small team normally." ”

"The devil has an infantry squad of 70 people, so the ration of these medicines is obviously exceeded, so I guess these medicines were deliberately left to us by the comrades in the group?"

Shi Zhijian pondered, it was really like this, "Poison the devil and leave us my medicine, this group of leading comrades is good enough, and it will be the same at the duck dock meeting, so he mixed in the devil team and sent the information out unknowingly." By the way, did you say that he was using a walkie-talkie at that time? ”

"I don't know about this either! The source of the walkie-talkie is an international friend, and it was escorted by Li Yunlong half a month ago! I guess he didn't get the walkie-talkie at the duck dock that time. Saying that, Ding Wei glanced at Shi Zhijian, "Don't guess, even if this kind of thing is guessed correctly, it won't be good for us, now we just need to think about how to build the Chuliang grain depot." ”

Shi Zhijian naturally understood the meaning of Ding Wei's words.

After the two discussed tactics for a while, Shi Zhijian said, "There is a lot of grain in Chuliang, even if it is defeated, I am afraid that our regiment will not be able to transport even one-fifth, if it is all burned."

Lack of food and clothing is the norm for the Eighth Route Army, and most of the Eighth Route Army are from peasant backgrounds, if this is just a fire, Shi Zhijian is afraid that it will affect the mood of the soldiers.

"If you don't burn it, will you keep it for the devil? How much can you carry, this is carrying food! I reckon we'll be able to get rid of some unnecessary junk and get a quarter of it. ”

"Otherwise, let's send sappers to find a nearby place to dig a hole, hide this grain first, and then dig it up after a while." Shi Zhijian proposed.

Ding Wei shook his head and rejected Shi Zhijian's plan, "We will withdraw after we finish fighting the grain depot, and I don't know when we will fight back, if our defense area remains unchanged, it will be more than a hundred kilometers away from here, and so much grain cannot be transported back by sending a small force." ”

"If only we had a truck!"

"Trucks?" Ding Wei read a sentence, and then said uncertainly, "Li Yunlong may have a truck, I remember that he seized four of them during the live broadcast, according to the urine sex of that kid. He will definitely not hand it all in, and it is estimated that he will hide one or two cars. ”

"Ahh Shi Zhijian snorted in a low voice, "The car is an important piece of armament, and if it is not seized, it is not a small crime to let the superiors know." ”

"Cut!" Ding Wei pursed his lips disdainfully, "He dares to disobey orders on the battlefield, let alone one or two cars!" ”

After speaking, he picked up the address book from the table, found Li Yunlong, and checked the communication time and channel again.

When Shi Zhijian saw it, he asked tentatively, "Commander, are you trying to ask Commander Li for help?" ”

"Hmm!" Ding Wei put down the address book and pondered for a while, "I want to ask him for help, but I can't use a walkie-talkie for this matter!" ”

"Why?"

"If we use it, then these grains are not ours!"

Ding Wei's words are very clear, he wants to swallow these grains privately with Li Yunlong.

Medicines can be turned in because it's a lifesaver.

But this food made him think, after all, a regiment has more than a thousand mouths, and whether they are full or not will directly affect their combat effectiveness.

Shi Zhijian is not stupid, Ding Wei's words made him understand immediately, "Commander, what should we do?" ”

"Do as you say! Let's dig a hole first, and then wait for the grain depot to be laid. Well, you have to keep it secret. ”

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A light drizzle moistened the earth, crushing down the dust that should have been permeating.

Xiaohong and Su Yuan were dressed in green clothes and ran on the school field with Xu San, and from the casual attitude of the three of them, they must not have seen that the cement field was now surrounded by the Eighth Route Army.

After running a few laps, Xiaohong pleaded breathlessly, "Brother-in-law, let's rest for a while." ”

Xu Santou also replied, "Three more laps!" ”

"One circle and one mile, these three circles are three miles!"

"Every mile in this circle is only 4780 meters."

ran around again, Xiaohong's ribs seemed to be filled with fire, but she could still plead in a delicate and charming tone, "Brother-in-law~~~ I really can't run, if you tire me out, there will be no one to serve you at night~"

Xu San has been listening to this tune for a long time, and he is naturally immune, but Su Yuan rarely heard it on the side, and at first glance, he was angry.

"There are still two laps~" Xu San slowed down and turned his head to look, "You see that Yuanyuan is still insisting, you should be an elder."

At this moment, Su Yuan was already squatting on the ground, holding her left rib and unable to speak, and in the blink of an eye, beads of sweat fell down with beads of sweat.

Seeing such a situation, Xu San hurriedly stood up and asked with concern, "What's wrong Yuanyuan?" ”

Su Yuan's anger this time was more severe, and the commander was already in pain and couldn't speak.

Xiaohong also stopped, squatted beside Su Yuan, and asked, "Is it a menstrual affair?" ”

Xiaohong's question made Su Yuan blush suddenly, and he quickly gritted his teeth and said, "No~ no." (End of chapter)