Qiuyanling, Eighth Route Army headquarters, conference room.
The pre-war mobilization meeting that was supposed to be held was not held normally.
The one-day independent group that has been live broadcast has now entered the final stage. It would be a bit regretful if the meeting at this time delayed everyone from listening to the live broadcast.
The meeting was not particularly urgent, so the boss gave special permission to wait until Li Yunlong won a big victory to hold this meeting again.
The conference room was still filled with smoke. At this moment, many regiment leaders were smoking cigarettes, their brows furrowed, and their faces looked anxious. It seemed that it was not Li Yunlong but themselves who were directing the battle.
Voices came from the walkie-talkie from time to time, and the clerk in charge of recording wrote hurriedly, recording all the contents of the communication word for word.
Ding Wei was looking through the previous communication records at the moment. He came late and almost didn't listen to the previous communication. Now he is looking at the records and filling in the blanks.
"The cavalry company is being repaired, and the first and second battalions have been assembled. It seems that Li Yunlong is planning to attack. It's just eight o'clock, isn't it a bit early?" someone asked.
"It's not early!" Ding Wei said, then he poked Kong Jie with his finger, pointed at a place on the record and asked in a low voice, "This heavy machine gun? And this comrade?"
Kong Jie followed Ding Wei's finger and looked over, saw the record, and then said in the same low voice, "I have never met this comrade, but he did give a lot of help to the Independent Regiment."
"You really haven't seen him. Could it be because of the confidentiality policy? If so, I wouldn't ask." Ding Wei looked at Kong Jie and said.
"Not only me, but also Lao Li has never seen him. The only people in the regiment who have seen him are Political Commissar Zhao and Monk Wei."
"Have you noticed? After the monk met him, he never had another conversation except for a request to return to the team."
Kong Jie took the communication records and flipped through them quickly. After flipping through them, he whispered, "You mean that Lao Li planned to attack in advance because of this comrade's intervention, and the monk is following him now."
Ding Wei nodded.
In front of the sand table, the short regimental leader moved the cigarette box representing the first and second battalions and said, "The first and second battalions are ready now."
Then, he picked up a pencil and looked at it, "The cavalry company has been quiet for more than three hours. It should be almost repaired by now."
After saying that, he turned his attention to Kong Jie and asked, "Which battalion is the artillery of the Independent Regiment in?"
"Second Battalion!" Kong Jie replied.
After hearing this, the short regiment leader continued to ask, "The second battalion doesn't have professional gunners?"
"have!"
After hearing this, the short captain moved the position of the second battalion and whispered, "The past is all there, all we need is the east wind."
The "rustling" sound of the intercom rang again, and the abbot, who had not appeared for a long time, said from the intercom, "The abbot calls the fat officer, the abbot calls the fat officer."
"Fat member, you received it!"
"The pheasants have been fed! Please give instructions!"
Monk Wei's voice instantly silenced the conference room again.
Everyone is guessing which Japanese army this pheasant represents?
We know from the summary that chickens usually represent Japanese soldiers. For example, the reed chicken represents the Linxian Transportation Team.
Just when everyone was confused, Ding Wei said, "The pheasant should represent the Japanese troops stationed in Linxian County. I mentioned it in the morning communication when I was looking through the communication records just now."
"Then what does feeding mean?" Kong Jie asked.
"Maybe it's poisoning?" Ding Wei said in an uncertain tone.
The short captain standing next to the sand table looked down at the sand table and pondered for a moment, and then said, "It is impossible to use extremely poisonous poisons because they react quickly, so they will be discovered by the Japanese very quickly. I guess it is possible to put them there." It's a laxative. This kind of medicine doesn't react very quickly, and it has a great impact on the troops." As he spoke, a rare smile appeared on his cold face, "This Li Yunlong, even this kind of It's really admirable that he can think of all the dirty tricks."
There are no mediocre people here. As long as someone reminds me, they can immediately think of the scene of the Japanese charging at the high ground where the independent regiment is stationed while shitting their pants.
Li Yunlong's voice came from the intercom again, "All units report the current situation!"
"The fox has arrived at the designated location!"
"The weasel has arrived at the designated location!"
"The Storm Wolf has been repaired and is ready to go at any time."
"Abbott is ready!"
About three minutes later, Li Yunlong's voice came over the intercom again, "Three tufts of hair, you're the slowest fucker! You can't even keep up with the heat when you eat shit!"
About another two minutes passed before a voice appeared on the intercom, "Three tufts of hair, call the fat officer!"
"Where the hell have you been? The whole group is waiting for you now, report it quickly!" Li Yunlong roared on the intercom.
"We were in the cave just now, so there might be no signal!"
"Go to the fucking cave and get your hair cut, and report immediately." Li Yunlong urged on the intercom.
"Three tufts of hair have led the three platoons to the designated high ground. They are ready. The report is completed."
"I am the fat officer. Now I order the abbot and Gale Wolf to switch to channel 10 and contact them individually."
"Abbott received it!"
"Wind Wolf received it!"
The sudden change of channel made all the group leaders look confused.
I don’t know what it means when people who are interested in the performance of walkie-talkies start talking about switching channels.
In response, the pen in the record-keeping clerk's hand paused for a moment, and then he raised his eyebrows, "The walkie-talkies have fifteen channels, and only walkie-talkies on the same channel can communicate."
After finishing speaking, he glanced at the guard standing guard at the door.
The guard nodded slightly, then opened the door and went out.
There was a bit of a commotion in the conference room because someone had discovered that the Independent Group had an extra walkie-talkie.
"Didn't I say that the Independent Group just took five walkie-talkies? But no matter how I heard it, it sounded like six? Did I count it wrong?"
"That's right, one for each of the three battalions, one for the cavalry company, one for Wei Dayong, and one for Lao Li, six in total."
"It's still Wutai in the afternoon, right?"
"Yes, it turns out it is indeed Wutai. Li Yunlong's headquarters has always been in the third battalion. At that time, he and the third battalion shared one station. Now the commander of the third battalion is ambushing, so the two of them are separated."
"Then Li Yunlong took six walkie-talkies this time. With so many, isn't the chief afraid of meat buns beating up dogs?"
"Stop arguing about this. Whether it's Radio 5 or Radio 6, the boss wants us to listen to Li Yunlong's battle. He wants us to find out and fill in the gaps, and also to let us understand how to use this new communication tool."
"Attention, everyone in the group, the weasel will bombard the chicken coop in fifteen minutes. Don't be stingy with the shells, hit me hard! Keep hitting until you tear a hole in it."
"Weasel got it!"
"After the bombardment, the whole battalion charged and caught everyone by surprise."
(End of chapter)
