In the night, the newly formed independent regiment of the People's Liberation Army prepared and set off at the gate of Gushan Temple.
Tang Haoer worriedly watched Xie Tian disappear into the night with his team, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
A war is about to begin. Soldiers like Xie Baoqing have not even missed a shot. They are going to fight the Japanese transport team now, okay?
Li Chunxiang withdrew her eyes and took Tang Haoer's hand excitedly: "Your boss is really a man, he does what he says. When he comes back after winning the battle, it is also our fault to reward him for his merits. We hurriedly and slowly gathered it for them. Military uniforms and quilts, so that they can wrap themselves up in quilts when ambushing, otherwise they will freeze themselves to death before the devils in this cold weather can hit them."
Tang Wan'er sighed softly: "The poor bones by the Wuding River are like those in a boudoir's dream."
"What?"
"Nothing, let's go back."
"No, were you reading a poem just now? What does it mean? Tell me about it."
Tang Haoer smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly: "I'm talking nonsense, they will definitely come back safely."
Shilipo is more than 70 miles away from Dagu Town. It is located between Pingyuan County and Zhangzhuang stronghold. It is named after the long and winding slope.
However, this is not the most ideal location for setting up an ambush. The terrain is too flat and there are no dangerous points to defend, which is conducive to the deployment of Japanese troops with superior firepower.
Moreover, this place is more than forty miles away from Pingyuan County and more than thirty miles away from Zhangzhuang stronghold. It only takes more than an hour for the Japanese from these two places to arrive for support once the battle starts.
Compared with setting up an ambush at Shilipo, it is better to set up an ambush at Banbu Cliff, which is further forward.
The terrain of Banbu Cliff is dangerous, easy to defend but difficult to attack. It can cover the Japanese convoy passing by the foot of the mountain with condescending firepower, and it is backed by the continuous Dagus Mountains, making retreat very convenient.
After marching all night, they arrived at Shilipo. When Qin Fen saw the terrain, he asked Xie Tian a question: "Captain, I feel that if we set up an ambush at Shilipo, it would be better to put the ambush point at Banbu Cliff."
Xie Tian smiled slightly: "It seems that you are attentive. You must be flexible in fighting and cannot rigidly follow dogma. Please think about why I set the ambush point at Shili Slope instead of at Banbu Cliff. Think about it slowly. Don't rush. You Now go and arrange for the soldiers to find a hiding place and take the time to rest. If the Japanese come, no one is allowed to shoot without my order. This is a military order, and those who violate the order will be subject to battlefield discipline."
There is only one battlefield discipline announced by Xie Tian. All actions must be followed as directed. Those who disobey orders will be executed immediately.
For these new recruits, Xie Tian could only use such bloody battlefield discipline to intimidate them. One person's reckless actions might bring the entire army into danger, and he could not afford to lose.
Qin Fen nodded solemnly, fighting was no joke. Although he had never been on the battlefield, he knew from the veterans of the Jinsui Army that the Japanese were very fierce in combat and their guns were extremely accurate.
During the Battle of Qikou, the Jinsui Army was almost on the verge of collapse. A squadron of Japanese soldiers dared to pursue and kill the defeated troops of a regiment of the Jinsui Army. After the battle, the veterans of the Jinsui Army were frightened out of their wits. He got wind of it and ran away.
Qin Fen went down to make arrangements. Xie Tian turned to Tiedan and ordered: "You also go and make arrangements. Wipe my butt clean so that the Japanese don't see it."
Tiedan chuckled: "It's not the first time, godfather, don't worry."
As he spoke, Tiedan bent down and ran down the ten-mile slope, stepping on bare rocks not covered by heavy snow in a flash, as nimble as a monkey.
Xie Tian raised the telescope to observe, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see very far.
At night, the soldiers rolled up their quilts, rolled up the quilts, wrapped themselves in them with their guns in their hands, and lay down on the snow. The brave ones even put their heads in them and began to sleep soundly.
The lining of the quilt is white, and the flap is easy to hide.
After walking more than 70 miles on the mountain road in one night, the soldiers were already exhausted due to the slippery road at night.
Fortunately, these refugee soldiers have long been accustomed to sleeping in the open air. Although it is freezing cold and the ground is still full of snow, they still have quilts to cover themselves with, and they still have wowotou with residual body warmth in their arms, and even one person There is also a pickle lump, which makes me feel at ease.
We have to admire the resilience of human beings. No matter how harsh the environment is, people can always find ways to survive tenaciously.
Take these refugee soldiers as an example. It was freezing cold, they had no money in their pockets and no food in their bellies. They traveled thousands and hundreds of miles through mountains and waded through rivers. There were constant wars along the way, and there were rogue mountains everywhere. Kou scattered his troops and was defeated, didn't he come out alive step by step like this?
Of course, more people died on the roads.
Even people who die on the road died on the road just to live.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, people will rush to it like moths to a flame without hesitation.
Those who survive are the lucky ones.
Those who survived have long been numb to life and death.
Before joining Xie Tian's team, they lived just to live.
But now they feel different in Xie Tian's team.
Not only did they feel the truth, but they felt that they were treated as human beings. Not only them, but also the refugees who did not join the army were respected. They saw it in their eyes and took it into their hearts.
At this time, Qin Fen bent down and went back to Xie Tian, lying on the snow and whispering: "I've told you, no one is allowed to shoot unless you shoot. You can eat under the covers, and you are not allowed to smoke or talk loudly. "
Xie Tian nodded, unfolded the quilt, wrapped himself in it and lay down. Qin Fen followed Xie Tian's example and lay next to him and whispered: "The soldiers are a little nervous."
Xie Tianyi said with a smile: "It's normal to be nervous when you go to the battlefield for the first time. I guess there will be a few pull-outs by then. It will be fine if we fight more battles. What about you, are you nervous?"
Qin Fen hesitated and shook his head: "I'm not nervous."
Xie Tian chuckled: "What the hell, I'm a little nervous. Can you please stop being nervous and seize the time to rest and conserve your energy."
To be honest, Xie Tian was indeed a little nervous. He was not Xie Baoqing. Like everyone in this team, it was his first time to fight on the battlefield. However, the excitement of having the opportunity to kill the Japanese with his own hands far outweighed the nervousness.
Xie Tian has never experienced the war years. He has been in the army for six years and has been training every day. He has not even participated in a few large-scale military exercises.
As a result, God now gave him a chance to realize his dream, and he was able to kill the Japanese with his own hands.
Speaking of which, God treated him well, allowing him to inherit Xie Baoqing's experience and a large inheritance, so that he could build a team in a short period of time.
Of course, there is also Tang Haoer.
Xie Tian closed his eyes and thought about Tang Hao'er, sighing secretly in his heart.
Tangled, he originally thought that if he died on the battlefield, he might be able to travel back in time, but now that he has Tang Haoer, what should he do if he really travels back to Tang Haoer?
There was no way he could bring Tang Haoer back to modern society.
Thinking about it makes my head hurt.
Qin Fen couldn't help but be excited. He looked at Xie Tian who was sleeping with his eyes closed and asked in a low voice: "Captain, is the little devil really as powerful as the legend says?"
Xie Tianqi said: "That's nonsense. They are all children of father and mother. The little devil has not grown two heads. If you cut off one, there will still be another. They have just fought too many battles. They have more experience on the battlefield than us, and their equipment is better than ours." We are good, so it is difficult for us to fight them. You have to despise them psychologically and pay attention to them tactically, and they will not be so scary."
As he spoke, Xie Tian suddenly smiled and opened his eyes: "Forget it, I can't sleep anyway, so let me tell you a story."
The few soldiers sleeping in front of them opened their eyes, and the group leader also told stories. This was something new.
At this time, Tiedan ran back with a monkey, using branches to cover up the few footprints left on the snow as he ran.
A soldier called to Tiedan: "Xie Jin, come quickly. The leader is going to tell a story."
Tiedan cursed in a low voice and rushed over: "What nonsense are you talking about? How can he tell stories?"
Xie Baoqing was born with a stammer and was unwilling to speak more. No one in the village had heard him tell stories.
The soldier smiled and said, "Really, the regiment leader said so himself."
Tiedan squeezed into Xie Tian's bed and questioned, "Really?"
Xie Tian's quilt bag was carried by Tiedan. The two of them only had one quilt bag, so they had to squeeze together.
Xie Tian gave Tiedan a shudder and said, "Shut up if you want to listen. If you don't listen, go to someone else's bed."
Tiedan chuckled: "No, you are warm."
Xie Tian smiled and wrapped the iron egg tightly in quilt, looked at the soldiers and asked: "Do you know why we call the Japanese devils little devils?"
Tiedan smiled and said: "I know that. The little devils are short. None of the little devils we killed when we rescued my godmother were tall. The shortest one was only as tall as me. You can kick him to death."
This is the historical fact. People in later generations who have not experienced this period of history have basically been misled by those anti-Japanese dramas. Historically, the average height of the Japanese army was only 1.65 meters. There were many Japanese soldiers who really did not have bayonets. Gao Gao, the Japanese army was short of troops at the end of World War II, and even children aged fourteen or fifteen were conscripted into the army, so the average height was even lower.
"You're awesome," Xie Tian laughed and rubbed Tiedan's head: "Then if the Japanese really come later, let's not shoot. You go up and kick them to death, and we can save bullets. "
Tiedan chuckled and said, "Then you have to ask them not to shoot. I promise I can kick a few of them to death for you."
Xie Tian laughed and said: "The brat will talk back. If the brats listen to me, you won't have to kick them. Wouldn't it be easier for me to just let them wipe their necks and commit suicide?"
Tiedan nodded solemnly: "Alright."
Hearing the conversation between the two men, the soldiers in front of them laughed, and they were no longer so afraid of the Japanese.
It turns out that the little devil has grown so tall. He is just like a child. He is not even afraid of children like Tiedan. There is nothing to be afraid of.
Several nearby soldiers heard the laughter and quietly gathered around. Most of them were nervous and didn't dare to sleep anyway.
"Commander, please tell a story." A soldier urged.
Xie Tian chuckled: "Isn't this already discussed? Okay, let's get back to business, let's talk..."
