The first battalion commander of the main force, the 23rd Regiment, was sitting on the second floor of the gun tower.
There is an old map on the table.
A small dot on the map is filled with dense arrow marks.
He is adjusting the troop layout to accommodate the correspondent sent by Battalion Commander Hu to inform him of the latest combat plan.
Inwardly speaking, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Camp Commander Hu's plan changes almost every half an hour, or even less than ten minutes.
He was clearly the main force, and he also occupied the enemy's gun towers and open positions.
But he had to follow the rhythm of the guard camp.
Suddenly, I heard earth-shattering noises caused by Japanese artillery fire from the north.
He quickly grabbed the telescope and went to the top of the turret, placed the telescope on the bridge of his nose and observed carefully.
Stand tall and see far.
Most of the area in the field of view of the telescope was dark. Only the heavy machine gun position of the guard battalion on the road blocking the Japanese reinforcements was covered by Japanese artillery fire and became ablaze.
Even if he knew the guard battalion's battle plan in advance, the heavy machine guns should have already withdrawn from their positions.
Still worried about the guard camp.
Boldness is perfect for them.
Shaking his head, he thought that the guard camp was not fighting well in the afternoon.
Unexpectedly, I followed the deputy commander to the guard camp for a meeting, and unexpectedly saw the equipment of the guard camp.
Having dealt with the autonomous army before, it is absolutely impossible for them to have such luxurious equipment.
We can't even describe them with the words of the Eighth Route Army soldier commander.
He must be called a local tyrant!
I saw at least five heavy machine guns, not including the two water-cooled civilian 24s that were roaring at the Japanese.
Mortars, grenades in pieces, grenades in boxes.
Light machine gun, a big one
It is estimated that if the entire 23rd regiment gathered all their firepower together, they might not be able to compete.
Until now, he still didn't understand how the equipment of the guard camp could be so luxurious!
From what I heard in the communications left by Battalion Commander Hu about the battles against the Japanese, it would be difficult to copy them myself!
The weapons and equipment of the 23rd Regiment are no worse than those of the Guard Battalion.
In that battle last year, the 23rd Regiment was injured.
But I would never be able to give away bullets in boxes.
It would be nice to have a rich relative, but Camp Commander Hu suffered an eye injury.
Unexpectedly, the girl next to him could actually make the decision, and she happily replenished him with 20,000 bullets!
There are more than 400 people in the whole camp, with an average of fifty per capita!
In units of 10,000 words, even when the division replenishes ammunition for the entire regiment, it has never been so generous!
And that girl opened her mouth and gave away countless individual equipment to the Japanese and puppet soldiers.
There are no cumbersome handover procedures, just move directly.
With that ammunition and more than a hundred guns, a battalion can be raised at any time, although half of the soldiers have to carry swords and spears.
Only with people can we have hope, and only with guns and ammunition can we fight against the enemy!
The regiment leader was seriously injured and has not recovered, and the deputy regiment leader died the night before yesterday.
If nothing else happens, the burden of acting team leader will definitely fall on his shoulders.
The combat literacy of the grassroots commanders cannot keep up. This time, Battalion Commander Hu and others must be given a good training for these hard-working soldiers under their command!
All I could hear was the sound of gunfire.
Bullets whizzed overhead from time to time.
Xiao Hongying squatted in a newly dug camouflaged hole in a green gauze tent more than a hundred meters east of the highway.
Skillfully removing the bandage on Hu Yi's head: "Fox... you're not blind, are you?"
"No, I can feel the light." Hu Yi moved his eyelids, feeling a sharp stabbing pain. To say he wasn't nervous would be a lie.
"If the kid continues to use gas bombs, there will be trouble." Xiao Hongying washed Hu Yi's eyes with rapeseed oil, looking worried.
"Why are you so generous today?" Hu Yi heard that Xiao Hongying's tone was not normal, and he was a little worried that she would cause some trouble, so he quickly changed the topic and talked about her sending ammunition to the brothers' troops in the afternoon.
Xiao Hongying wiped the rapeseed oil on Hu Yi's face with a towel: "When you were in the division, you liked going to the library so much. Do you know the history of the 23rd Regiment?"
Seeing Xiao Hongying put on the condom, Hu Yi replied smoothly: "I didn't pay attention to this."
"Do you know which regiment it was that marched three hundred miles for two days and one night?"
Hu Yi was stunned for a moment. He knew the feat of the Fourth Red Regiment marching 240 miles in one day and night when they captured Luding Bridge. He thought that since the girl asked this, she should probably be the 23rd Regiment in front of her.
However, you can't say that, otherwise the little girl may leave this relatively safe pit at any time and deliberately ask: "Which group is it?"
"It's the 23rd Regiment that fights against the Japanese side by side with us!" Xiao Hongying obviously knew more about the situation than Hu Yi, but she didn't seem to be in a good mood: "Last year, the Japanese conducted a large-scale raid on the headquarters, and their second battalion broke through the Japanese siege. , suffered heavy casualties in the subsequent battle of Xuecun. Their three battalions first dispersed and stood out from the enemy's encirclement. Later, in order to attract a large group of Japs who were encircling the mountains, they fell into the enemy's encirclement again. Most of the soldiers died heroically."
"." Hu Yi didn't expect that Xiao Hongying would know so clearly about the past of the main force, the 23rd Regiment.
In fact, he had no objection at all to Xiao Hongying giving ammunition to his brothers' troops.
He was guessing in his mind what Xiao Hongying meant by saying this at this time.
Seeing that Hu Yi didn't speak, Xiao Hongying asked again: "Do you know who led their second battalion to break out?"
Hu Yi quickly caught up with Xiao Hongying's thoughts and subconsciously asked: "Who!"
A teardrop suddenly rolled out of the corner of Xiao Hongying's eyes: "Uncle Chang Deshan, the commander of the division, led the second battalion in Zhangzhuang's second breakout battle. He took the lead and charged the enemy with a light machine gun, killing many Japanese. , a puppet soldier, but was hit in the head by a bullet fired from a machine gun on an enemy aircraft and died.”
Hu Yi opened his eyes suddenly, and felt a sharp pain.
She could barely see Xiao Hongying's blurry face: "I didn't seem to hear what the Deputy Commander said this afternoon."
Xiao Hongying did not answer Hu Yi's non-issue question and continued: "The most incredible thing is that political commissar Wang Yuanyin was hit in the leg by an enemy machine gun at almost the same time and was seriously injured. He needed to be carried by soldiers to break out. , in the rain of enemy bullets, one of the guards carrying him died. Seeing that he had difficulty moving, the political commissar immediately took out his pistol and committed suicide."
The top two leaders of the division died heroically on the same day!
Hu Yi was a little confused: "You are telling me this now to show what your plans are now?"
"Well, the matter is not over yet. The leader of the third battalion at that time was Commander Tan Bin. He died."
Hu Yi suddenly stood up, turned off the flashlight on the table and pulled off the tent tarpaulin above his head: "Mule!"
"Here!" Luo Fugui, who was lying in the pit counting stars, poked his head out of the pit next to him: "Boss Hu, what's the matter?"
"Notify Li Xiang to detonate immediately and blow up the Japanese car!"
"Um, Boss Hu, haven't the Japanese reinforcements from the north arrived yet?"
"Execute the order!" Hu Yi's tone was a little cold.
"Yes!" Luo Fugui was extremely resolute in executing the order this time.
In fact, he really wanted to see how awesome Liu Yuanqing's large fireworks were.
Liu Yuanqing said he could brighten the blind, but he didn't quite believe it.
It's not like I haven't seen the explosion of artillery shells fired by the Japanese 92 "heavy" infantry.
Xiao Hongying, who had been telling the story for a long time, felt a little proud.
Based on her understanding of the organization, although Hu Yi's thinking has progressed rapidly, it will be difficult for him to be promoted even after joining the organization.
Because he was once an officer of the national army, he had to find someone with weight to introduce him!
The group leader and political commissar knew about this, so they never even said they would be Hu Yi's introduction to the organization.
The division commander died last year, although he had nothing to do with the Ninth Battalion.
He did a big job under the eyes of the division soldiers. The deputy commander of the division must return the favor!
With a proud look on her face, Xiao Hongying started to chat with the operator nearby, playing with the radio, and contacting the deputy commander who had left earlier.
(End of chapter)
