But Zhao Ming had no mercy for this man. There must be something hateful about this poor person.
In this case, it is mostly voluntary.
"Is this kind of situation common among you?" Zhao Ming continued to ask calmly.
"Common! Very common!"
Xu Shi simply spoke, and Xini didn't need to be urged this time, and just said what he needed to say.
"Not just my wife, but also my subordinates."
"Do we need to show off this matter? Bah! How embarrassing!" Pai Gu sneered and spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the opponent's face.
Xini is much more honest now, and seems to be afraid of Paigu. He shrank his neck and said weakly, "Isn't this what you want to ask?"
Zhao Ming was silent for a moment and asked lightly, "Do you know who we are?"
"Know!"
"Know?"
"I know! Aren't you rebels? Well... In fact, I have always respected you!"
Xini said with a flattering smile, but whoever believes this is a fool.
But the other party's answer made Zhao Ming a little surprised. His original idea was to disguise himself as a local regular army, but now it seems that it would be better to be mistaken for a local rebel!
"Since you know so much about them, you must know their troop deployment and patrol habits, right?"
"this...."
Sini hesitated.
"Say no!" Seeing this, Paigu's face suddenly darkened.
He pretended to slap me again.
A slap is a trivial matter, but the critical look in Pai Gu's eyes is truly terrifying.
Zhao Ming even doubted whether this kid had been in a Japanese spy agency, otherwise he would be too professional. This expression was truly a classic.
"I said! I said!"
Seeing this, Xini suddenly felt excited all over, and quickly told everything he knew like pouring beans into a bamboo tube.
Although Zhao Ming doubted the authenticity of the other party's words, he felt that 70% of them could be believed.
It is impossible for this kind of soft-hearted Windward Party to be loyal to a certain force. Eight generations of their ancestors would betray them in order to survive.
There were many such people in the country during this period, but perhaps due to cultural inheritance, there were also many loyal people in the country.
After writing down this information one by one, Zhao Ming asked Pai Gu to take the man down and loosen his bones.
When he was taken away, Sini's hoarse screams for help could still be heard from a distance, like a noble lady who was forced into trouble.
Regarding pork ribs, this guy really has a psychological shadow.
Zhao Ming, on the other hand, asked his brothers to continue cleaning the battlefield, and the reconnaissance team dispersed as much as possible. He squatted aside with a few people beside him, and began to write and draw on the ground.
A very sloppy map was quickly drawn up after a summary.
Most of them were reported by the brothers in the reconnaissance team, and were summarized orally by the prisoners. They were not very detailed, but there were all the main roads that should be there.
The Xinwusi Mine is located at a three-way intersection thirty miles away from here. Going north past a gateway town and the three-banner garrison in the northern part of the Saiyinnoyan tribe is the Great Kulun.
But it is nearly fifty kilometers away from the nearest Saiyinnuoyan Banner garrison.
A branch road to the east leads to a nearby tin mine, where there is also a garrison of about 700 people.
It is nearly thirty kilometers away from the Xinwusi Mine.
And further east, twenty kilometers away, is a nearby regiment headquarters with nearly 2,000 troops stationed there.
"If the plan remains unchanged, we must resolve the battle within an hour, so that there will be enough time to rescue everyone.
In total, we had to evacuate within an hour and a half.
That is to say, once the battle starts, no matter whether we can succeed or not within an hour and a half, we must retreat without stopping at all! "
Zhao Ming looked around at the few people and said in a deep voice.
Because if I remember correctly, cars in this era generally traveled at a speed of thirty kilometers per hour, and they were driving on such a surface.
Considering the rugged terrain here, the speed was temporarily increased to 40 kilometers per hour.
Generally speaking, on cement roads, cars these days can travel up to 108 kilometers per hour.
But that is a car, and a truck is relatively slower, about fifty kilometers.
Excluding the time it takes to gather the troops after receiving the telegram, one and a half hours is considered a safe range.
"Brother Zhao, that's what I said, but I don't think we should continue taking action this time!" Zhang Kai shook his head directly.
"Everyone has heard the intelligence just now. There is so much firepower, there are nearly fifty cannons alone.
I have only seen so much heavy firepower in some brigade-level units in China. Some poorer divisions may only have so much equipment, or even none.
Moreover, foreigners have long been accustomed to this heavy firepower configuration. Their small number does not mean that they have poor combat capabilities.
It will only be more streamlined, that is, there will be no tanks or armored vehicles, otherwise they will play... what... right! Collaborating with Bu Tan, I heard that foreigners are very good at this thing.
With the cooperation of Bu Tan, no matter how many people there are, there won’t be enough space! "
Indeed, what Zhang Kai said was quite reasonable, and everyone nodded slightly when they heard the words.
But Zhao Ming knew that compared to Zhang Kai, other people's fears were not that much.
After all, too many battles have been won, and everyone's morale and confidence are high. Of course, this is also because they have little experience and have never seen the fighting method of such a powerful firepower unit.
As the saying goes, those who don't know are fearless, but Zhang Kai is different. He has seen too much.
Having experienced dozens of battlefields, large and small, he only made a slight estimate and slightly converted the division-level artillery coverage seen on other battlefields.
It is conceivable that if the rapid advance is not completed, these thousands of people will be directly pressed to death hundreds of meters away, becoming a living target for the opponent's artillery.
"Brother Zhang, just because you haven't done something before doesn't mean you can't do it! At least they don't know anything about our existence now, right?"
Zhao Ming glanced at Zhang Kai and said calmly, and then said in a deep voice before the other party could continue to speak to affect the morale of the army,
"In war, equipment has never determined everything. Maybe in the next few decades, equipment will indeed have a great impact, but it won't be the case now!"
Zhao Ming said these words out of his heart.
Indeed, in the past hundred years, domestic equipment has been much worse than that of foreigners.
But time and time again, incredible wars were fought.
Perhaps the national army in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War was indeed more relaxed when facing the Japanese army.
But it was not only the equipment that would be bad, but also the strategy. There were many major mistakes in strategy and many oversights in intelligence.
The military instructions issued by the national army headquarters are always understood by the Japanese in advance.
What the national army lost was that they faced a white-eyed wolf who had been planning on this land for many years.
As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves, you are afraid of being missed. When a person is thoroughly seen through, there will often be many flaws.
But what happens next?
When intelligence work gradually caught up, the battle loss ratio began to gradually reverse.
In the middle and late stages of the Anti-Japanese War, the battle loss ratios of both sides gradually became equal, and in the last few waves of major battles, the battle loss ratios were even more positive.
When there are no omissions in strategy and intelligence, the gap in equipment is not a problem.
