After a burst of laughter, Ye Xuefeng said: "Captain Ma, I will give your district team a difficult task. I wonder if you have the confidence to complete it."

Ma Chunhua immediately raised her chest: "Please give orders from the leader, we will definitely complete it."

Ye Xuefeng said: "You lead the district team to stop a company reinforced by Beitai. Don't you allow them to move forward half a step. Are there any difficulties?"

Ma Chunhua's eyes widened, unbelievable. The traffic police in the Taipei Thai were the elite ace of the Kuomintang. The firepower of a company could match the People's Liberation Army's battalion, and it was still fully mechanized. Ten rounds of cards, the district team only had a few mules, dozens of old sleeves made of Hanyang, how could they fight with others? However, since the leader gave the order, she could only bit her lip and replied resolutely: "Please ensure that the task is completed, and even if he dies, he will hold the enemy down."

Ye Xuefeng laughed again: "Who told you to sacrifice? Just stop the enemy. Your district team is not strong in firepower. So, I support you with an old ox and three thousand bullets."

"Really, it's great." Ma Chunhua was overjoyed. The old scalper was the nickname of the imitation of Maxim heavy machine gun produced by the soldiers in the border area. This is a battalion-level heavy weapon. With so many bullets, the combat effectiveness of the district team has skyrocketed.

Ye Xuefeng said: "I can still lie to you, but there is one thing you must remember. Don't kill an enemy or injure it."

Ma Chunhua was confused: "Political Commissar Ye, I don't understand this. If we don't let us kill the enemy, how can we stop it? Commander, please give us a judge, and the political commissar bullies people."

Wu Changqing smiled and said, "It's done according to the political commissar's opinion."

Ma Chunhua is a smart woman and quickly understood what the political commissar means: "I understand, I just scare them and prevent them from moving forward."

Wu Changqing said, "Xuefeng, Comrade Chunhua has a high quality. I think she can be transferred to the regular army to shoulder heavier burdens when the battle is over."

Ye Xuefeng said: "You have to."

Ma Chunhua was so happy that she immediately rushed back with heavy machine guns and bullets. She led more than 50 soldiers in the district team to dig trenches, build positions, and put on a stance to fight a blocking battle. Goudan kept complaining: "I don't know what the superiors think. If our district team wants to fight a blocking battle, isn't that seeking death?"

"Goudan, is the chief's level not as good as you? Execute the order, and I will tear your mouth away if you talk nonsense." Ma Chunhua immediately severely criticized his incorrect thoughts.

At the same time, the ** regiment that was performing the blocking mission nearby quietly retreated and rushed to the Nantai battlefield to reinforce. The arrival of this new force caused a sharp reversal of the situation on the battlefield. Wu Changqing ordered a general attack. At dawn, tens of thousands of cannons were fired at the PLA positions, and hundreds of fire snakes fell into the enemy's formation, which made them fall over and over.

A young soldier jumped out of the trench and blew the charge with his trumpet. The soldiers of the ** team who were the main attack rushed out like thousands of tigers down the mountain. The yellow waves of the mountains and seas advanced on the snowy ground. The footsteps were like thunder. The sharp knife company rushed in front, the three-eight large covers of the water, the bayonet was sharp and the white blades were red.

The 265th Division collapsed, leaving only the last remaining enemy huddled in the village to resist stubbornly. The division commander was covered in smoke on his face and shouted with a radio: "Brother Liang, where are you, where are you?"

There was fierce gunfire in the receiver, and Liang Maocai also shouted: "Captain Wang, we have been blocked by the Communist army, and there are heavy casualties and it is difficult to move forward. Please hold on for another two hours."

Commander Wang dropped the microphone, sat on the ammunition box, and said dejectedly: "There is no hope." The Traffic Police Corps can't come anymore. He changed the channel and asked Qu Guangwu for help: "Military, where are you, brothers really can't hold on."

The sound of cannons roared in the earpiece, and Qu Guangwu was commanding the battle on the gunboat. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Old Wang, you can hold on for another five minutes, the last five minutes." A shell fell into the river, and the waves beat Qu Guangwu to the point of being soaked, but he just wiped his face and continued to command the battle.

The reinforcements of the 267th Division advanced to the north shore through the floating bridge. The Communist army built a blocking battlefield on the north shore. The battle was fierce. The ground was piled with layers of corpses, and the river water was dyed red, and it still did not move forward a little.

Fifty miles away, the old yellow cow heavy machine gun of the district team was firing. The muzzle did not aim at the enemy from Beitai, but towards the sky. Bullets swept over the enemy's head. The enemy also shot counterattacked in a fake manner. The two sides were lively, but none of them were injured.

Liang Maocai shouted at the radio station, threw down the microphone and smoked a cigarette, rested for half an hour, and picked up the microphone again: "Team Commander Wang, our army fought bloody battles and finally advanced five hundred meters forward. You can hold on again."

A strange voice came from over there: "Damn it, the 265th Division is finished."

Liang Maocai was delighted: "Who is you?"

"I'm the People's Liberation Army Jiang Zong** Regiment."

"Mom's pussy, she's quite rushing." Liang Maocai tucked the microphone and patted his butt: "The 265th Division is finished, brothers, please finish the work."

The Nantai battlefield dozens of miles away was covered with scorched earth. Commander Wang died on the spot, holding a revolver in his hand and a gun hole in his temple. PLA soldiers stood on a high place, and teams of listless Kuomintang prisoners were walking by with their hands raised. The battle was fierce. The Jiangbei Column died a lot, but the results were also brilliant. They wiped out the 265th Division of the Kuomintang Army, severely damaged the 267th Division, seized countless weapons and ammunition, and several intact jeeps were sent to the command center. Ye Xuefeng smiled and said, "We have also achieved mechanization."

When the district team responsible for the blocking returned successfully, the battlefield had not been cleaned yet, hundreds of soldiers' bodies were displayed on the ground, covered with white cloth, which was shocking. Ma Chunhua and Gou Dan couldn't help but take off their hats silently and pay tribute to the martyrs.

The following scene made them feel better again. Various seized weapons piled up into small hills. There were hundreds of heavy machine guns and mortars alone, brand new carbines and submachine guns were everywhere, and there were also many bullets without unboxing. Goudan said: "The Kuomintang is so cowardly. Even so many good guns and cannons can't be beaten."

Ma Chunhua said: "You don't understand this, Chiang Kai-shek is our transport team leader."

The militia burst into laughter.

When he arrived at the command center, Ye Xuefeng praised Ma Chunhua and said, "Comrade Chunhua, you have made great contributions to the final victory of the column. I can satisfy you whatever you want."

Goudan whispered: "Sister Chunhua, I want a few carbines."

Ma Chunhua swept her hair from her forehead and said, "I don't want anything. I remember the commander said that after the battle, I will be transferred to the regular army."

Ye Xuefeng said: "Okay, then you go to the Women's Work Team directly under the column."

Ma Chunhua said: "I won't go. I want to fight and be a scout."

Ye Xuefeng said: "Okay, I've approved it."

Goudan was anxious: "Sister Chunhua, I want to be a scout with you."

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On the south bank of the Huai River, Qu Guangwu looked at the river and sighed. One main division was exhausted, and the other division consumed most of it. When he was red-eyed, he even ordered the entire regiment to charge forward. However, the People's Liberation Army was not vague at all. It forced the hand-to-hand sword against the white sword. The two sides launched a bloody battle with each other. The exchange ratio was basically one to one, and there were no cowards on both sides.

The situation was over, so Qu Guangwu had to lead the remaining troops to retreat. What was waiting for him was severe punishment by military law. Even if the Ministry of National Defense did not handle him, what capital would the commander without the troops be?

Sure enough, when he returned to the provincial capital, the Ministry of National Defense's telegram came, dismissing the District Guangwu and investigating it. The military guard battalion commander was handed over to the military court for handling, so as to appease the Air Force.

The Air Force finally gained the upper hand, and then ended the "strike" with satisfaction and sent fighter planes to Jiangbei for a walk, but there was no more work.

In a private house in the eastern part of the provincial capital, Yang Shugen gave a report to Comrade Wang Zeru, the leader of the Jiangdong Provincial Party Committee, on the launch of the student movement. Minister Wang nodded with satisfaction: "Comrade Xiao Yang has done a good job. He must continue his efforts, mobilize the masses, and carry out the student movement. The demonstrations should form a normal state and put continuous pressure on the reactionary authorities."

After receiving praise, Yang Shugen couldn't help but feel excited and said, "Minister Wang, I have another situation to report to the organization. Chen Zikun's eldest son Chen Bei had a friendship with me back then, and I think this line can come in handy."

Wang Zeru thought for a moment and said, "It's true that the united front work of senior members of the Kuomintang has always been an important branch of underground work. You must take advantage of this opportunity to invade the enemy and establish a strong relationship. Not only do you need to obtain intelligence, but you can also instigate the rebellion when necessary."

Yang Shugen said: "Chen Bei has lived in the United States for many years and is now a pilot. He is just a playboy, but he is kind and upright, I think he can instigate him."

Wang Zeru smiled and said, "Comrade Xiao Yang, instigating Chen Bei is not the ultimate goal. It is Chen Zikun himself who we want to instigate against."

"Chen Zikun, an old Kuomintang reactionary." Yang Shugen showed a puzzled look.

Wang Zeru explained: "Although Chen Zikun is a Kuomintang, he is a relatively progressive leftist and can still be fought for. He has 30,000 elite troops under him. If he is an enemy of the people, our army will make a great sacrifice. Do you understand?"

Yang Shugen nodded solemnly: "I will definitely live up to the expectations of the organization."

Suddenly, his comrades who were watching outside came in and reported: "The spy is here."

Wang Zeru stood up and said, "This place is exposed. Everyone retreats, I will cover it."

Everyone quickly evacuated from the back door, but quickly retreated. Yang Shugen looked nervous: "There are spies at the back door."

Wang Zeru thought about it, rolled up the carpet and opened the secret door. There was a spiral staircase below, which was dark and deep.

"Comrades, go down quickly." Wang Zeru said.

Although the situation was critical, everyone still entered the secret passage in an orderly manner. Yang Shugen said, "Minister Wang, why don't you go down?"

Wang Zeru said: "Don't worry about me, you give it first, this is an order."

At the moment of the enemy, Yang Shugen could only obey. He looked at Wang Zeru deeply and entered the tunnel. Wang Zeru covered the secret door and laid the carpet. The door was knocked. He flew over the stairs, jumped from the balcony on the second floor to the roof next door, slid down on the ground, twisted his ankle, and sweated coldly. He limped to the side of the road, squatted down to see the two old men playing chess.

A group of spies broke into the door and rummaged through the secret contact points of the party. There were also several young spies wearing baseball caps walking around in their pockets. When a guy saw Wang Zeru, he immediately shouted: "What are you doing?"

Wang Zeru was calm: "I am a teacher from Jiangda and live nearby, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong? I think you look like **." The spy came over and stared at Wang Zeru with malicious intentions.

A guy wearing a windbreaker and a top hat came out of the contact point. He seemed to be the spy leader. He waved his hand to this side: "A Si, don't be rude. Teacher Wang is a professor at Jiang University, my old friend."

"Yes, Boss Xu." The little spy nodded and bowed, bowed to Wang Zeru to apologize, and ran away happily.

Xu Tingge, the head of the Central Commission for Discipline Service, who was known as Boss Xu, glanced at Wang Zeru meaningfully and led his men to retreat. Before he could walk out of the entrance of the alley, another group of men in black windbreakers came over. The head of the Jiangdong stationmaster of the Secret Bureau, Chen Kai.

The two groups immediately became tense and sneered: "Master Xu, what gust of wind has blown you."

Xu Tingge said: "I'll catch the spy, what are you going to do?"

Chen Kai said, "A coincidence, I'll catch ** too. It seems that you didn't catch anyone like this. Did you let it go?"

"Be careful when speaking." A spy in the Central Government shouted with a doll.

The people beside Chen Kai immediately drew their guns. Xu Tingge's subordinates were not showing weakness, and raised their pistols and pointed at each other and cursed each other.

However, the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection has supported the provincial chairman, Guangyan, and there are many people. The Secret Service was at a disadvantage. Chen Kai said coldly: "Master Xu, how can I think of it?"

Xu Tingge took out a gold cigarette box from his windbreaker, held a cigarette in his mouth, and immediately a little brother fired a lighter to light it for him, took a puff of the cigarette, and said arrogantly: "Where can I do it?"

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