Faced with Huang Huaimin's doubts, Gao Hongming did not answer directly. He just took out a folder from the drawer and placed it on the table. "This is the information sent by the investigation office. Take a look."
Huang Huaimin took a look at the intelligence and said in surprise after a while: "You mean the Japanese are going to attack Zhongtiao Mountain?"
Gao Hongming nodded: "If this information is true, then it is correct."
"But what are they trying to do?"
Huang Huaimin wondered: "In the past few years, the little devils have attacked Zhongtiao Mountain more than ten times. Every time they failed, they failed. Why don't these little devils give up?"
Looking at Huang Huaimin's puzzled eyes, Gao Hongming sighed secretly. Thinking of the battle of Zhongtiao Mountain in history, even the people around him didn't believe that the Japanese could capture Zhongtiao Mountain after seeing the intelligence.
Not to mention those senior officials far away in Chongqing.
He did not blame Huang Huaimin for his indifference and incomprehension. Generally speaking, this was actually human nature.
In the past few years, the Japanese army has launched thirteen consecutive attacks on Zhongtiao Mountain, each time with no success. Over time, both the defenders of Zhongtiao Mountain and the Chongqing government have become numb. Only then did the old Chiang Kai-shek
He confidently and boldly recalled Wei Lihuang, the commander of the First Theater Command, to Chongqing for house arrest, and also transferred the main force of Sun Weiru of the 4th Group Army, known as the iron pillar of Zhongtiao Mountain, away.
But no one expected that it was the laxity of the national army from top to bottom that led to this defeat.
In fact, the reason why Gao Hongming remembered the Battle of Zhongtiao Mountain was because of the information sent by the Investigation Office a few days ago. When he saw the word Zhongtiao Mountain, he recalled the battle that made countless people regretful and angry.
Big defeat.
Although Gao Hongming can no longer remember the specific content of the Zhongtiao Mountain Battle, he remembers one thing very clearly.
In this battle, the Chinese army suffered more than 44,000 casualties and more than 37,000 prisoners.
On the other hand, the Japanese army lost more than 600 people and injured more than 2,000 people.
Eighty thousand versus three thousand.
The difference in the number of casualties between the two was dozens of times. No wonder after the war, the angry Chairman of the Generalissimo called this battle the greatest shame since the Anti-Japanese War.
"Sir, do you think the national army will lose this time?" Seeing Gao Hongming's silence, Huang Huaimin asked tentatively.
Gao Hongming didn't speak, just nodded.
Not only did the national army lose this battle, they even lost their pants, okay?
It's just that he couldn't say it openly, not to mention how blocked he was.
Huang Huaimin pondered for a while, and he was very convinced by Gao Hongming's vision. The victories achieved by the Liantai Militia under his leadership for more than a year were enough to shut up the most demanding people.
It must not be fake.
"Leader, since you have made your judgment, why don't you report it to Chief Yan and ask Chief Yan to report it to Chongqing so that Zhongtiao Mountain can prepare?"
"Report?"
Gao Hongming first snorted, and then sighed: "You don't even believe it, do you think Chongqing will believe it? Besides, in what capacity should I report it?"
yes!
Huang Huaimin couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Although Gao Hongming had repeatedly made military exploits over the past year and wiped out tens of thousands of Japanese troops, domestic newspapers and periodicals only reported it for a few days and then disappeared. Not only that, Gao Hongming has only been a soldier so far.
A leader of a militia group, his name is still not on the military list of the Ministry of Military Affairs.
Of course Huang Huaimin knew that the reason why such a thing happened was simply because he was suppressed by Chongqing.
The reason is very simple. Your local militia can wipe out thousands or even tens of thousands of Japanese troops at every turn. Where will the millions of soldiers of the national army go? The better the Liantai militia fights, the more Japanese they eliminate, the more it proves the strength of the national army.
inability.
As long as the Liantai militia can fight, the most important thing is that Gao Hongming not only refused Chongqing's solicitation, but also got too close to the Eighth Route Army.
For this reason, it is not surprising that bigwigs from all walks of life in Chongqing have a tacit understanding to suppress the news about Gao Hongming and the Liantai Militia.
Thinking of this, Huang Huaimin was a little discouraged and said: "In that case, what's the point of making these preparations?"
Gao Hongming looked at him meaningfully: "Old Huang, even so, as the old saying goes, the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. Zhongtiao Mountain is only more than 400 kilometers away from us. Once a fight breaks out, do you really think we can stay out of it?"
"Hey!"
Huang Huaimin only felt that the absurdity of time was nothing more than this. He clearly had a premonition of the crisis in Zhongtiao Mountain, but he was not even qualified to give a warning. However, he could predict that once the battle of Zhongtiao Mountain started, they would definitely be remembered. This kind of
Not to mention how uncomfortable it is to feel helpless and aggrieved.
"Okay, don't think too much." Gao Hongming patted him on the shoulder, "No matter whether it is the militia, the Shanxi-Sui Army, or the Central Army, they are all China's national defense forces, and everyone has the same goal.
That is to drive the little devils out of China.
Not only that, we have to march to Tokyo and plant our battle flag on Mount Fuji, so that the little devils can fully taste the bitter pill of defeat."
"I hope so." Huang Huaimin smiled bitterly. In his opinion, he was satisfied with being able to drive the Japanese out of China. As for the horse riding in Tokyo, he didn't even dare to think about it.
Liantai County on May 1, 1941
Thanks to the Liantai Militia, today Liantai County has become the most famous place to live nearby. Not only have the surrounding bandits disappeared, but even the Japanese army did not dare to come easily, thus attracting many people from other places.
Today, a slim and beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam walked to the city gate carrying a suitcase and was stopped by the soldiers guarding the gate.
"Name? Where are you from? What are you doing here?"
The corporal in charge of questioning spoke very quickly, and it was obvious that he had asked these questions countless times.
"Liao Yaquan, a Shanghainese, came here because a friend introduced him to Liantai Middle School as a teacher?"
"you are a teacher?"
The young corporal looked at Liao Yaquan. His originally business-like face changed slightly, and his eyes became much gentler. In this era, teaching is a very respected and high-status profession.
The corporal asked again: "Who introduced you?"
"It's Mrs. Stina, the principal of Shanghai Santa Maria Girls' Middle School."
Although the corporal didn't know what Santa Maria Middle School was, nor did he know Mrs. Stina, he felt a sense of superiority when he heard the name. In addition, Liao Yaquan couldn't help but look beautiful, and he seemed to have a sense of dignity and elegance.
Because of his temperament, he briefly checked Liao Yaquan's suitcase and let it go.
However, before releasing him, he still warned: "Teacher Liao, after you report to Liantai Middle School, you should go to the police station to register as a permanent resident and obtain a residence permit as soon as possible. This can avoid a lot of trouble."
"Really? Okay, thank you."
Liao Yaquan smiled sweetly, nodded towards the corporal, picked up the box and walked towards the city gate.