Rotation training team headquarters.
In the open space outside the house, people were sitting or lying snoring.
Captain Liu was speaking. The political commissar and the captain were sitting next to each other, sitting at the top. There were six student group leaders sitting on the other three sides.
Captain Liu had been talking for a while, then he coughed and cleared his throat: "Is the situation clear?"
"Clear!" A uniform voice.
"Okay, now we are facing a squadron of Japanese soldiers. They don't have mortars. Should we fight or not? How should we fight? What do you think? Who can tell me first?"
"Ah! Hehe, this is great, a squadron of Japanese soldiers, no more, no less, just enough for us to eat meat!" A middle-aged man spoke immediately. The rotation training team moved around in the mountains and plains for nearly two months, and they were always there. After avoiding the Japanese raids, he finally waited until a group of Japanese soldiers were left alone. Upon hearing the news, he immediately stood up to express his determination.
"Although we don't have an advantage in numbers, the division considers our safety. When we come out this time, the weapons and ammunition we bring are no worse than those of the Japanese!"
"Hehe, according to what you say, we might as well let those soldiers from the Independent Regiment go up! They have more bullets than us, not to mention the box of cannons, which are original goods! Fortunately, I acted quickly and replaced I bought a 20-ring speed machine, haha..."
"It's a pity that most of them are standard weapons of the Japs. If they weren't used to using 79 rifles, I'm afraid that it would be inconvenient to replenish bullets in the future. I would have tormented all their 38-year-old rifles!"
"Their machine guns are all crooked. Tell me, where do the bullets go?"
"Don't tell me seriously. Look at them. They don't even have one or two grenades. Most of them have Japanese-style grenades!"
"Oh, you are so underestimated. Half of their platoon is carrying two grenade launchers! I saw there are two guys carrying grenades on their backs!"
"Good guy, you see they don't even have a bullet bag, because they are all Japanese-style cowhide bullet boxes."
"You're not telling the whole story. You didn't pay attention. On a hot day, their feet are all covered in soldiers' military shoes."
“Even the kettle is Japanese!”
"So is the lunch box!"
"That backpack isn't bad either..."
"These individual soldier equipments are nothing. The key is that they are all Japanese-style equipment."
"They're not coming in disguise as Japs, are they?"
"Of course the Japs have to use the equipment of the Eighth Route Army to make up their disguises. With these things, they have to put on a ridiculous disguise."
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Captain Liu watched the students at the table messily taking the topic further and further. He immediately tapped the table with his fist and said seriously: "Hey, are you trying to catch a duck? What nonsense are you talking about? What nonsense are you talking about the battle plan?" "
The generals on the scene looked at me and I looked at you. They shut up in embarrassment and sat upright.
"Well, since everyone thinks we can fight, well, let's use this group of devils as a fuss and use them as the military combat assessment of this training!"
"Yes!" Another uniform voice.
The people next to them immediately flushed their cheeks with excitement, wishing they could give those devils a few shuttles immediately so that they could seize a batch.
"Correspondent!" Captain Liu shouted to the door. When the correspondent came in: "Gather immediately and check if everyone is here. Prepare pen and paper."
Captain Liu turned around and continued: "We have been studying for so long. Every student must write a battle plan based on the current situation. Hey, we have to let these battalion commanders have nothing to do every day and clamor to fight the Japanese all day long. Bring out the means! It's a mule or a horse, it has to be pulled out and run around."
When it comes to meetings, there will naturally be objections.
"Captain Liu, isn't this good? We are all cadres. Even if one of us is sacrificed, it will be a huge loss to the army." The political commissar beside him had been watching with cold eyes, a little worried, and quickly poured cold water on him.
"You have the final say in life matters, and I have the final say in combat training matters!"
"We are all cadres here, charging into battle personally. What do you call this?"
"Political Commissar, most of us who have traveled tens of thousands of miles in the Long March were fought from the grassroots level in a hail of bullets. If you think so and are afraid of sacrifice, then why are we training in rotation?"
"Before departure, the political commissar of the division said that rotation training of cadres should firstly improve their consciousness, and secondly, unify their thinking and learn from each other to improve!"
"The division commander also said that we need to improve our combat effectiveness. We have been communicating with each other for several months. We have to put some skills to the test. Otherwise, just talking on paper will be of no use." Captain Liu is actually a bold leader. With a wave of his hand, he immediately Set the tone: “That’s it!”
"Captain Liu, I agree with what you say, but look, our brothers, the commanders and battalion commanders, several of them don't know them except by their own names. The Japanese are coming. Now Write a battle plan! Is it too late?" A middle-aged man quickly added. He knew that the education level of the army commanders and fighters was somewhat... haha.
"Don't you all have guards with you? For those who are illiterate, let them dictate later and the guards will help record it!" Captain Liu waved his hand again.
"Even the regiment commander and battalion commander can't read a few big characters, how can you still expect their guards?" Now that it was decided, the political commissar no longer objected.
"Are the guard platoons we brought with us all decorations?" After Captain Liu finished speaking, he called out again: "Correspondent..."
After the correspondent came in, he immediately issued an order: "Immediately replace the soldiers on duty who are literate and able to write and prepare for the assessment!"
While Captain Liu was thinking about how to treat the Japanese army as an assessment, Hu Yi was also thinking about whether to let them help fight the Japanese soldiers. Now that they couldn't even enter the village, they had to give up.
Obviously, Chen Chong was recruited without even considering the opinions of his company commander.
Hu Yi suddenly discovered that after arriving at the plain, he seemed to have suddenly lost his direction. Should he attack or defend? He was like a child who had just left his parents!
Luo Fugui, who was lying on the ground, suddenly spoke: "Boss Hu, we are not familiar with this place, so why not go back to the wine station first? We are fighting guerrillas in the plains to hunt down traitors, and there is not even a soul in sight! There is no way we can do this!"
Ma Liang immediately added: "Brother, we are not welcome, and there is no point in staying here. Do you think this will work? Let's go back to the station for the time being. Chen Chong and the others will go back on their own after completing their mission. The blockade is full of security army traitors. , I'll hit you wherever I go, why stay here and suffer!"
"You two are greedy for life. They are obviously taking action. Let's just watch from outside!" The girl on the side didn't want to miss the great opportunity to watch the excitement.
Li Xiang remained silent as usual and fiddled with the personal tools he got from the Japanese.
Wang Xiaosan took Tang Dagou to dig a hole in a low-lying area, hoping to dig out water. They had already dug more than one person deep, and the excavated soil was pushed into a pile. There was no hope in the dry sand.
"You're digging this wrong way! You don't have to find the lowest well when digging a well. It's best to be close to the hillside, where there will be water!" Pu Buhuan was directing from the side.
"What the hell, your back hurts when you stand and talk! You've been yelling for a long time, you can do this, come here!" Tang Dagou was furious, crawled out of the pit, and thrust the engineer's shovel into the excavated soil.
"I'll do it, I'll do it! Just watch it!" Pu Buhuan took out his engineering shovel, turned around, walked in the other direction of the hillside, and stood in front of a dense patch of dry thatch.
He attacked the thatch with a shovel! Suddenly the stems were broken and the leaves flew away!
"Grandma, that guy is so crazy. You asked him to dig a well to find water, but he chopped firewood instead! Hahaha, Wang Xiaosan, look at the crappy things the people you lead do! "
