In Yangcun, the new regiment headquarters.
Zhao Gang summarized the situation of each battalion and company and told Li Yunlong.
"Captain, the cooking team has prepared dry food for the whole group for 6 days according to your request."
"500 rounds of ammunition for each machine gun, 300 rounds of ammunition for each submachine gun, and 120 rounds of ammunition for each rifle have been distributed to each battalion and company based on headcount and weapons."
"The machine gunners and rocket launcher soldiers are intensifying their training. I went to the back mountain to have a look. The training effect is pretty good so far."
"The other soldiers are sleeping as ordered. We can set off at night."
This time we have to march more than 100 kilometers, and we have to cross the Zhengtai Railway. Marching during the day is likely to expose our whereabouts, so we can only march at night.
Li Yunlong nodded, lay down on the kang, and said, "Old Zhao, you should also take a nap for a while. You have to march all night tonight to regain your energy."
"I'm alright."
Zhao Gang sat cross-legged on the kang and said: "Old Li, tell me, if we can kill the Japanese tank regiment this time, how much equipment can Chen Feng help us?"
Speaking of this, Captain Li was no longer sleepy and stood up from the bed.
"Humph...how much equipment? I'll scare you if I tell you."
Zhao Gang was speechless for a moment: "What do you mean, you are a bitch?"
Li Yunlong had a smile on his face and was deliberately showing off, which made Zhao Gang really want to beat him up.
Considering that his skills were no match for this guy, Zhao Gang resisted the urge to take action.
"Look at this first." Li Yunlong took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Gang.
"Is this... a howitzer?" Zhao Gang took it and took a look, and was a little stunned.
The aid this time was actually a howitzer. This was something Zhao Gang did not expect. The worst thing in the Eighth Route Army was the large-caliber artillery.
Li Yunlong pretended that he knew very well and gave Zhao Gang some popular science advice:
"You can call it a howitzer if you want."
"Its full name is the Hei Men 1 Hei 1 American 75 mm caliber mountain gun."
"The gun has a maximum range of 9,000 meters, a rate of fire of 5 rounds per minute, a muzzle velocity of 381 meters per second, and a gun crew of 6 people."
"The total weight is only over 1,300 kilograms, and it can be quickly disassembled into eight parts for easy portability by artillery soldiers during movement."
"What a good thing." Zhao Gang looked slightly happy, "How many of these cannons can we help?"
"It's not much harm." Li Yunlong waved his hands in a calm manner and said, "There are only two mountain artillery battalions with 24 guns."
"What did you say?" Zhao Gang's tone changed, and he lost his voice on the spot: "Two mountain artillery battalions? 24 cannons?"
"Can you please keep your fucking voice down?" Li Yunlong said angrily, "Do you want me to give you a loudspeaker and shout it all over the world, so that all the brigade commanders, division commanders and headquarters leaders know, and the Japanese also know to go?"
"I'm sorry." Zhao Gang smiled, "I was excited and couldn't control my emotions. I apologize to you."
Normally Zhao Gang would quarrel with Li Yunlong, but now, he was happy when Li Yunlong scolded him.
Zhao Gang secretly thought that Li Yunlong was really capable and had actually obtained such a high-end and powerful weapon.
After a pause, Zhao Gang said excitedly: "There are 24 mountain cannons. If we can get these 24 mountain cannons, it will be worth it for our entire new regiment to spend all their money!"
"It's all gone." Li Yunlong said with a straight face, "Old Zhao, don't say such depressing words in the future."
"It's okay." Zhao Gang nodded and said, "This time we are going on a long-distance attack, and we are doing it as a whole group. My suggestion is to ask our superiors for instructions."
"Unauthorizedly mobilized a regiment to leave the station and launch a major combat operation against the enemy."
"It's okay if we win. If we lose, I'm afraid both of us will be dismissed."
"The general will lose his command and die."
"Although the brigade commander has given you some autonomy, after all, the entire regiment is dispatched this time. Once the superiors investigate..."
"I, Zhao Gang, don't care. At worst, I will change the regiment and become the political commissar in a while, but you will suffer a big loss. If your regiment leader's hat is flipped, and the new regiment replaces someone as the leader, this huge fortune will be in vain. Make others cheaper."
Zhao Gang is a very principled person. Although he agreed to this combat operation, Li Yunlong did not want to ask his superiors for instructions and wanted to make a fortune in silence.
He could only persuade Li Yunlong from the side.
Seeing the bitter look on Li Yunlong's face, Zhao Gang knew that these words touched on Li Yunlong's pain point.
In addition to the huge fortune of the new regiment, Li Yunlong was also afraid that Zhao Gang would be transferred away. Even if he changed the regiment to become the leader, he could make a comeback with the help of his friendship and business with Chen Feng.
But if Zhao Gang is transferred, he and other political commissars will not be able to urinate in the same pot.
Li Yunlong said: "We have to leave as soon as it gets dark, otherwise we won't be able to make the trip."
"I see it like this. Lao Zhao, hurry up and write out our battle plan. When we set off in the evening, have the communications troops send the battle plan to the brigade headquarters."
Zhao Gang frowned: "Behead first and then report?"
"This is not about killing first and reporting later." Li Yunlong said, "You stated in the battle plan that the time we received the information was too short and we had no time to ask for instructions. We took the first step in order to seize the opportunity."
This combat plan was too dangerous. Li Yunlong felt that the brigade commander would probably not agree, so he had to make this decision.
"If the brigade commander doesn't agree with our plan, he will definitely send communications troops to chase us."
"If the brigade commander had agreed, he wouldn't have sent the signal troops."
"That's the only way." Zhao Gang nodded, "Then I'll write it now."
After saying that, Zhao Gang took out paper and pen and started writing.
…
In the evening, outside Yangcun, more than 2,000 people from the New Regiment were assembled and on standby.
Li Yunlong did not do any pre-war mobilization.
These warriors are like a pile of dry firewood that only needs a spark to explode.
Zhao Gang knew from the look in the eyes of the resolute-faced soldiers looking at Li Yunlong that Li Yunlong was this spark.
With just one order from Li Yunlong, this group of warriors can instantly roar and tear any enemy into pieces.
The new recruits promised by the brigade commander have not yet arrived. Almost all of these soldiers are veterans with rich combat experience and very strong combat effectiveness.
Zhao Gang even felt an aura of abandonment from the soldiers. This was the sword-sharp spirit that Li Yunlong talked about all day long.
That's what the military is like.
The more battles are won, the more elite veterans will survive, the more combat experience the army will have, and the easier it will be to win battles.
Our army's combat effectiveness at that time was accumulated by winning battles like this.
By the time of the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, only the Volunteer Army could defeat the arrogant head of the Seventeen-Nation Allied Forces. From then on, they no longer dared to underestimate this giant dragon in the East.
On the contrary, the more battles are defeated, the fewer elite veterans will survive, the weaker the army's combat effectiveness will be, and the easier it will be to suffer defeats on the battlefield. For example, in the later stages of World War II, the little devils suffered too many defeats, and the elite veterans were lost. As a result, combat effectiveness became quite scarce.
Li Yunlong brought out a strong team, Zhao Gang sighed secretly.
Seeing the soldiers lined up neatly, Li Yunlong looked stern, without any unnecessary nonsense, and waved his hand: "Let's go!"
As Li Yunlong pressed forward with his big hand, the first battalion of the assault company was in front, and the troops behind him followed closely. More than 2,000 commanders and soldiers carried guns on their backs and silently marched forward.
…
At the 386th Brigade Headquarters, Brigadier Chen was staring closely at the map of southeastern Shanxi on the table. To be precise, it was the Baijin Railway on the map of southeastern Shanxi.
Several red arrows representing the direction of attack point to the Baijin Railway.
The Baijin Railway, which the Japanese army had built for more than a year, was about to be completed. It was also the time when the Eighth Route Army headquarters felt that the pig had been fattened and it was time to take action.
The rails transported by the Japanese with great effort can be used as raw materials and transported to the Eighth Route Army arsenal for manufacturing weapons.
The mission of the 386th Brigade and the First Column was to attack the 30-kilometer railway from Quandian to Duanliu on the Baijin Railway.
The main task this time is to dig up the railway tracks, while attacking the strongholds along the railway is secondary.
As long as there are enough troops, the Japanese and puppet troops in the stronghold will not dare to come out and can only watch the railway tracks being snatched away by the Eighth Route Army and the people.
While he was thinking about it, a brigade headquarters guard walked in and gave a military salute: "Report to the brigade commander, the new regiment's communications soldiers are outside the door and said they have a battle plan to submit."
"Oh?" The brigade commander looked surprised, and then said, "Let him come in."
A moment later, a new regiment of communications soldiers stepped into the brigade headquarters and saluted the brigade commander and all the leaders in the room.
Then he took out an envelope from his bag, handed it to the brigade commander with both hands, and then turned around and left.
The brigade commander opened the envelope and read it. As soon as he saw it, he was shocked by the battle plan.
He slapped the battle plan on the table, and his tone changed: "What a bitch!"
The kettle and pencils on the table shook together. All the cadres in the brigade headquarters looked over and quickly went back to work.
The brigade commander didn't get angry often, and when he did it was no small matter. No one dared to get into trouble at this time.
Only Deputy Brigadier Han and Chief of Staff Zhou walked up to the brigade commander, picked up the battle plan and read it.
"Oh my God." After reading this battle plan, Chief of Staff Zhou widened his eyes and said, "Running more than a hundred kilometers to North Tongpu Road to intercept the Japanese tank regiment, what did Li Yunlong think? Crazy? Alright?"
"Who knows." The brigade commander snorted, "He really dares to do it!"
The brigade commander expected that Li Yunlong would take action, but he didn't expect that he would be so bold as to attack the Japanese tank regiment.
Li Yunlong went to rob military columns and attack county towns, but the brigade commander was not so surprised.
"Brigadier, please calm down." Deputy Brigadier Han advised, "Li Yunlong has never done any loss-making business. I don't think the problem is big."
"I think there's a big problem," the brigade commander said. "If Li Yunlong goes to attack the county town, I won't stop him, but this is a tank regiment. The new regiment has no experience in fighting tanks, so it might suffer a big loss."
Deputy Brigadier Han sighed, and it was hard to speak for Li Yunlong anymore. After all, no one knew what would happen until the results came out.
"Brigadier, if you want to stop Li Yunlong." Chief of Staff Zhou said, "The new regiment shouldn't have gone far. It's still too late to send communications troops to chase them."
After pondering for a while, the brigade commander seemed to have thought of something. He waved his hand and said firmly: "Forget it, let him go."
He lowered his eyes and looked at the Tongpu Railway on the map on the table, thinking.
Labor and management would like to see how much surprise Li Yunlong can bring this time.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
