Zhong Chengjun had an inexplicable trust in Huang Yu, especially in commanding battles.
When I saw the certainty of what he said, I believed 80% to 90% of it on the spot.
He is also a veteran himself and knows some of the most basic military common sense. After a little analysis along Huang Yu's train of thought, he found that this is really what happened.
He quickly asked: "How do you plan to report to the group leader?"
Huang Yu replied while thinking: "The guard company suffered heavy casualties in the last encounter and has not yet regained its combat effectiveness. The security of the regiment has been temporarily taken over by the first battalion. Our departure from the station now will not affect the safety of the regiment at all!"
"I'm going to apply to the regiment leader for a long-distance marching training in the field!"
"The soldiers don't have guns in their hands. Training with wooden sticks every day has no effect. It's better to practice marching on foot!"
"If through training, the soldiers can walk on level ground in the mountains and forests, they will definitely be more comfortable fighting guerrillas and mobile warfare against the Japanese in the future!"
Zhong Chengjun answered with a thoughtful look on his face: "An accident happened while we were training for a long-distance march. We took the wrong road and unknowingly went deep into the hinterland of the enemy-occupied area. On the way back, we accidentally encountered a few Japanese soldiers and eliminated them along the way.
We will make up for the insufficient weapons in one class!"
"This is a good idea..."
"The troops may encounter accidents at any time while marching. Even if the regiment commander knew that the real purpose of our trip was to obtain weapons, he would not find a reason to punish us. At most, he would scold us!"
"As long as we can get weapons, it doesn't matter if we get scolded a few times!"
At the headquarters of the independent regiment, Kong Jie was frowning as he studied the training plans sent by each battalion company. Huang Yu walked all the way around without noticing.
While he was drinking water, he quickly reported: "Captain, I have an idea for your approval?"
"Xiao Huang, when did you come here and didn't say hello? Are you still used to being in the guard company? Have you integrated into the army?" Seeing Huang Yu suddenly appear in front of him, Kong Jie was really shocked, but he was in a good mood
Very good. His frown instantly relaxed and he asked happily.
"Don't worry, captain, I have become one with a group of soldiers, and I will definitely be a good squad leader!" Huang Yu replied with a confident look on his face, and then repeated what he just said.
"In the past two days, I suddenly thought of a proposal, and I hope the group leader will agree!"
"As long as it doesn't violate the principles or the discipline of our Eighth Route Army, I will definitely support it!" Kong Jie asked with a smile, trusting Huang Yu very much and not having any precautions.
Huang Yu immediately reported: "There are sixteen people in the guard class, but they are only equipped with one crooked handle and four poles and three-eight caps. The other soldiers all use wooden sticks to train, and the effect is very poor!"
"The troops must run fast when fighting guerrillas and mobile warfare with the Japanese. I was wondering if I could take the opportunity to practice the soldiers' foot strength, preferably to the point where they can walk on flat ground even when walking on mountainous terrain!"
Based solely on Huang Yu's proposal, it is indeed more useful for recruits to train their feet than to train their guns with a wooden stick.
Kong Jie didn't think much about it. He looked at Huang Yu and asked with interest: "How do you want to train the soldiers' foot strength?"
"I apply to leave the station and conduct a five-day field training within the base area. The soldiers only carry three days of dry food, and the remaining rations are provided on site. I will try to cover the 400-mile mountain road in five days. Please approve it from the regiment leader!" Huang
Yu replied with a serious face.
As the leader of an independent regiment, he has the authority to mobilize company-level troops to participate in battles without orders from superiors.
Huang Yu led a reinforced group to conduct field training within the base area. It was not even a small-scale firefight. Kong Jie couldn't find a reason to refuse even if he wanted to.
He immediately agreed: "I agree, but you must pay attention to safety!"
"There are too many new recruits in the team, and they are not equipped with weapons yet. You must not go to dangerous places!"
On a small road in the mountains and forests, sixteen soldiers, including Huang Yu, were fully armed and marched forward.
Those with guns carried guns, and those without guns carried a wooden stick and a broadsword of the same weight. Huang Yu held the rifle in his hand and reminded the soldiers around him as he hurried, hoping that they would run for half an hour longer.
"Keep the speed, pay attention to adjusting your breathing, don't gasp for air, try to breathe through your nose!"
"This time we ran three miles more than last time. Let's hold on a little longer. We will stop and rest after running three miles further... I will get some chickens for you to bring back for tooth-wraps tonight!"
Under the temptation of delicious food, all the soldiers gritted their teeth and continued to persevere.
"The time is up... everyone should stop and walk two hundred meters before stopping to rest!" Huang Yu always paid attention to the status of his soldiers, and asked everyone to change from a rapid march to a slow march as soon as the promised three miles were reached...
"Squad leader, we have successfully crossed the border of the base area. Ten miles further along the mountain road there is a gun tower, which houses thirteen Japanese and more than twenty puppet troops!" Zhong Chengjun, who was exploring the road ahead, suddenly ran back.
Report.
The number of Japanese and puppet troops in the gun tower was several times greater than that of the first squadron. Huang Yu still heard from Zhong Chengjun's report that he was eager to try.
Before he could answer the call, he heard his suggestion: "Squad leader, how about we eat meat here and kill a few Japanese to boost the morale of the army!" Huang Yu shook his head rationally.
"Don't act rashly first. Find a way to bypass the gun towers and get to the hinterland of the enemy-occupied area. There are many Japanese and puppet troops there for us to deal with. There is no need to waste time here. Increase the enemy's vigilance. Maybe our true identities will be exposed.
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At one o'clock in the morning on the third day, the first guard squad had penetrated nearly fifty miles into enemy-occupied territory and hid in a small forest near a town to rest.
Two veterans were left to greet the new recruits, and Huang Yu personally led Zhong Chengjun and another veteran into the town to collect intelligence.
This is a large town with a population of more than 2,000 people. In order to manage the town and the surrounding seven or eight villages, the Japanese army built a three-story artillery tower on the high ground in the east of the town, where more than 20 Japanese soldiers and more than 30 puppet troops were stationed.
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There has been no attack here for several months, and the Japanese and puppet troops stationed in the gun towers have almost forgotten the danger.
In order to make their lives easier, Japanese and puppet troops went to nearby villages every day to extort financial resources.
If you can't bring in oceans and grain, you'll use livestock to support it.
More than four hours ago, the Japanese and puppet troops in the blockhouse roasted more than a dozen chickens they had snatched back during the day.
The puppet troops had to stand guard at night. Except for a few company and platoon leaders, the others had not touched alcohol at all.
The Japanese were just the opposite. Everyone was so drunk that they fell asleep on the bed.
Even if the Eighth Route Army were to kill them right in front of them, few would be able to wake up from their drunkenness.
The puppet troops took turns to stand guard on the top of the gun tower in squad units.
The wind above was stronger and howling loudly, making a bunch of puppet soldiers shiver.
The artillery building has not been attacked for several months. These puppet soldiers have almost forgotten their identity as two Japanese soldiers and are not alert at all. Even if they are awake, they are no better than the drunken Japanese soldiers.
Therefore, their duty is more like a show.
He shrunk his head and hid behind the battlements to take shelter from the wind, waiting for others to come and take over...
