"hehe!"
Listening to Mao Fugui's words, Zhang Pingan chuckled and said: "These are nothing, because it's not just me, any of you can do it, as long as you want to learn and are willing to work hard." The skill of drawing big cakes , for Zhang Pingan, it is simply not too simple.
In the blink of an eye, he drew a big, round pie for Mao Fugui and Dazhu. Fortunately for Mao Fugui, as a cadre, he placed more emphasis on leading troops to fight than on honing basic skills.
But Dazhu was different. He was still an ordinary soldier. If he could really be as powerful as his captain, he would be excited just thinking about it.
"Captain, is it true? Can I be like you?" Dazhu couldn't hold it back. While watching Zhang Ping'an continue to do the same trick, placing two grenade launchers on the trench, he took out a He took out the propellant in his hand and asked expectantly.
"That's natural!"
Zhang Ping'an nodded without hesitation and gave Dazhu a positive answer, saying: "Any combat skill is actually practice makes perfect, so Dazhu, think about it carefully, do you want to be good at marksmanship, or do you want to be good at fighting?" If you have good bayonet skills, you still want to learn how to shoot cannon. Once you are sure, come to me and I will call you personally and make a training plan for you."
Speaking of this, Zhang Ping'an glanced at Mao Fugui, who seemed to be uninterested, and threw another piece of cake over, saying: "And you, Fugui, I see your ability, wait until this time After the battle, you will carry a squadron for me."
"At that time, when your squadron can guarantee its combat effectiveness, I will contact you and ask you to go to the military school of our division for further training." When facing different people, we have to draw different pie. This is The basic qualities of a qualified leader.
Of course, the kind of person who just paints a picture without cashing in is garbage. Zhang Pingan would not do such a thing. The purpose of painting a pie is to inspire everyone, and if the pie is fulfilled, not only the people who eat the pie, but Zhang Ping'an who draws the pie is also a beneficiary, because the strength of his subordinates has improved!
Therefore, if you draw a big pie reasonably and pay for it, this is a win-win situation. The person who draws the big pie wins twice, and the person who eats the big pie wins once.
"Huh? Really? Captain, can I really do that?!!"
Mao Fugui is not the kind of person who has never seen the world. After all, he is also the main company commander who has come down from the main force. But when he was in the army, their captain did not dare to guarantee such a thing, but now the captain dares After giving him a guarantee, Mao Fugui was somewhat doubtful after the surprise.
"Hehehe!!!"
When Zhang Ping'an heard this, he chuckled and said: "Why not? You have to know that if our county brigade completes this task and our county brigade suffers so many casualties, I will still come out of the brigade headquarters. If so, I will not If your superiors make demands, how can this be worthy of those comrades who sacrificed their lives? How can it be worthy of you comrades who fought desperately?"
"I am your brigade captain. In addition to being responsible for your daily management and commanding the troops in battles, my responsibility is to fight for you more opportunities and the treatment you deserve. Don't let the county brigade become an army. We are a local army. Fake, but we are also armed forces of the Eighth Route Army."
As soon as Zhang Pingan's words came out, Dazhu looked confused. It was obvious that he didn't react, but Mao Fugui understood it. His face was full of excitement, and he immediately patted his chest and reassured Zhang Pingan: "Captain, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations. If you can really go to the military school of our division to study, you will definitely not complain about hardship and tiredness, and you will definitely learn your true skills!"
"Fugui, what you said is wrong. This is not for me. This is for yourself, the people of the country, and the comrades who have sacrificed their lives." Zhang Pingan had already adjusted the angle of the grenade. While using his eyes to signal Mao Fugui and Dazhu to reload, he said in a serious tone.
"Yes, yes, yes, that's what the captain taught you!" Mao Fugui was not stupid. He reacted immediately and hurriedly followed Zhang Ping'an's words.
"Uh-huh!"
Looking at Mao Fugui on the road, Zhang Ping'an nodded with satisfaction. At the same time, Mao Fugui and Dazhu, who had finished loading, pulled the trigger again.
"all!"
A familiar feeling of vibration passed through his arms, and two of the Japs' 97-style melon grenades flew out, drew an arc in the sky, and landed accurately on the Japanese and puppet army's offensive camp.
"Boom! Boom!!!"
Two violent explosions took away three or four Japanese and puppet troops again. However, the Japanese and puppet troops, whose faces were already full of cruelty due to this explosion, had no way to stop their attack.
After all, the two grenadiers were too few. In the face of a large-scale charge, they could only harass, but could not inflict more damage. The Japanese and puppet troops also learned wisely. When charging, disperse at once and no longer charge in groups.
Soon, by the time Zhang Ping'an had fired all 10 grenades and 20 melon grenades, the Japanese and puppet troops had already approached a distance of 200 meters from the position.
"Blow the whistle!!"
Seeing this situation, Zhang Pingan directly issued the order without any nonsense. At the same time, his hands were not idle, and the Czech light machine gun began to scream in his hands again.
Mao Fugui didn't ask any more questions. He directly grabbed the whistle hanging on his chest, put it in his mouth and started blowing.
"Beep!! Beep!! Beep!!!"
When three whistles sounded, the soldiers and cadres of the hidden county brigade did not hesitate and rushed up with their weapons and equipment in hand. They all remembered Zhang Pingan's order.
The distance of more than thirty meters was not far, and they rushed up within ten seconds. Everyone jumped into the trench, and under the leadership of the squad platoon leader, began to find their respective positions.
The three district team captains immediately gathered around Zhang Pingan, who was manipulating a Czech light machine gun and firing accurately at the Japanese and puppet attacking troops.
"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta!!"
"Da da da!!!"
"Ta-ta! Ta-ta! Ta-ta!"
Every time a gunshot rang out, a Japanese and puppet soldier fell, and Mao Fugui, who was on the side, served as Zhang Pingan's deputy shooter and ammunition hand.
As the saying goes, new recruits are afraid of artillery, and veterans are afraid of guns. If the Japanese and puppet troops spread out their formations during grenade bombing, then the casualties of the artillery bombardment can be guaranteed. But when the light machine gun fires, it doesn't matter whether you are clustered together or scattered. Open, the one who rushes to the front will definitely die the fastest.
Therefore, when the Japanese and puppet troops who were originally charging fiercely faced a light machine gun, especially Zhang Ping'an's light machine gun, they could not help but slow down their charge. At this time, they were far away from the position, and the fastest ones were already there. We’ve arrived at one hundred and fifty meters.
"Walk!"
After firing another magazine, Zhang Ping'an grabbed the machine gun and ran quickly to the side. Mao Fugui and the three district team captains hurried to follow. A few seconds after they left, two grenades exploded. No need to ask, they must be the grenadiers of the Japs.
Now, only Zhang Ping'an's gun was firing in the entire position. The other soldiers who had just come up were busy preparing for the battle.
While Mao Fugui was changing bullets, a district squad leader asked: "Captain, are we not going to engage in counterattacks and hand-to-hand combat with the Japanese and puppet troops this time?" The hearty victory just now made him want to His blood was boiling when he woke up. If he could do it again, he would definitely do it. He had gained confidence.
"No!"
Zhang Ping'an said without raising his head when he heard this: "The reason why the army was in danger before was because we were poor and had insufficient ammunition and weapons and equipment. We couldn't hold on without fighting hand-to-hand."
"After a victory, we have one gun per person, as well as several light machine guns, one heavy machine gun, and several grenade launchers, not to mention ammunition. Such good weapons and equipment, if we are fighting Hand-to-hand combat is a disregard for the lives of soldiers and will cause unnecessary casualties. I have a habit of destroying the enemy while trying to protect myself as much as possible, and try to use my own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses."
Speaking of this, Zhang Ping'an expressed his determination in an unwavering voice: "This time, I will destroy and annihilate these Japanese and puppet troops in an upright manner."
"Remember, I said total annihilation!!!"
