When Gao Hongming received the telegram from the Eighth Route Army headquarters, it was still in the Gao family's old house.
Gao Hongming, who had not been home for several days, finally decided to go home after the Liantai Flying Corps achieved a decisive victory to see his three wives and his one-month-old son.
What he didn't expect was that at dawn the next morning, he had plowed three acres of land last night and could not rest until dawn. He was sleeping soundly with his wife in his arms, but he was approached by Commander Liu and Political Commissar Heping.
The door.
Seeing Gao Hongming's depressed look of lack of sleep, Mr. Liu, as a well-known loyal elder, was naturally a little embarrassed: "Brother Gao, I'm really sorry. Logically speaking, we just won the victory. We shouldn't disturb you and your family at this time.
Brothers and sisters, please rest, but the deputy commander just sent an urgent telegram, and we have to come over to discuss it with you."
Everyone has talked about this, what else can Gao Hongming say.
I could only take the telegram handed over by Master Liu and read it.
This telegram was not long, only one or two hundred words, but its content was particularly shocking.
After reading it, Gao Hongming did not speak, but began to think silently. After a while, he habitually touched his pockets, only to find that he was still wearing pajamas.
At this time, Political Commissar Ping on the side smiled and handed over a cigarette. After Gao Hongming took it, he took out a lighter and lit it for him.
Gao Hongming took a long drag on the cigarette. The rich tobacco smell circulated in his lungs and made him feel more energetic.
"Brother Gao, what do you think of the proposal in this telegram?"
Gao Hongming blew out a smoke ring and said slowly: "The deputy commander-in-chief wants to make a big deal, but in this way, the scale and time of this battle may be expanded, and the entire Eighth Route Army in North China and even the Central Army may be
To be involved.
If my prediction is correct, such a large-scale battle should require approval from Yan'an, right? And aren't you afraid that if this thing goes wrong, it will cause heavy losses?"
"What are you afraid of!"
Master Liu smiled faintly, with an indescribable firmness in his tone.
"The highest purpose of our Communists is to fight for the welfare of the working people. As long as we can drive the Japanese invaders out of China, let alone paying some losses, what if the entire army is annihilated?"
Seeing Mr. Liu's powerful words, Gao Hongming felt sincere respect in his heart. Although he asked himself that he could not do it, it did not hinder his respect for the pure and noble feelings of the older generation of revolutionaries.
After thinking about it, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it with the sole of his shoe and stood up: "Well, since you have all decided, what's the problem with me, Gao Hongming, risking my life to accompany the gentleman.
Let's go back to the headquarters and carefully study how to fight the next battle."
"Squeak..."
Just as the three of them walked out of the study room, they saw a slim figure walking towards her in a hurry. Qin Xiulian, who was wearing an emerald green cheongsam, walked over. Seeing that her man was about to go out in a hurry, she quickly stopped the group of people and said, "Hong
Ming, two generals, you just arrived and why are you leaving now?"
Gao Hongming quickly explained: "Daughter-in-law, the military situation is urgent. Commander Liu and Political Commissar Ping and I are going back to the headquarters to discuss some matters. We have to take a step first and come back to see you another day when we have time."
"I'm really sorry, Mrs. Gao." Master Liu smiled kindly and said, "It's my fault this time, Political Commissar for Peace, for disturbing your husband and wife's reunion. We will definitely come and apologize in person when the war is over."
Qin Xiulian gave him an angry look, "General Liu, I, Qin Xiulian, am such a ungrateful person? The reason why I stopped Hong Ming was to ask him to change his clothes before leaving. Otherwise, what would it be like to return to the headquarters like this?" "
"Well……"
Only then did Gao Hongming realize that he was still wearing pajamas. If he returned to the headquarters like this, he would probably be laughed to death.
Blushing, he hurried back to his house to put on his military uniform, and then returned to the headquarters with Commander Liu, Political Commissar Ping and others...
Kenanpo First Theater Command
"What are you talking about...the Eighth Route Army is going to attack Taiyuan?"
Yan Xishan's eyes were particularly wide, and the expression on his face was particularly wonderful. It was a mixture of doubt, confusion, surprise and even disbelief.
"Yes, sir, that's what the Eighth Route Army said."
Sun Chu, commander of the Sixth Group Army, stood aside respectfully, with the same puzzlement and confusion on his face.
"What a joke, Taiyuan is so easy to fight?" Wang Jingguo, commander of the Thirteenth Group Army who was called to discuss the matter, said disdainfully: "Taiyuan is the core of Japanese rule in Shanxi. Although there are not many defenders in Taiyuan City now, Don’t forget that in Jinzhong, a Japanese division is stationed in XZ, and with the help of aircraft and artillery, it would be a pipe dream for the Eighth Route Army to capture Taiyuan City!”
Although Zhao Chengshou, commander of the Seventh Group Army, did not speak, the disbelieving expression on his face proved his mood at this time.
In fact, it is not surprising that the generals of the Jinsui Army were so resistant. To put it bluntly, it was their butts that decided their stance.
Who is Yan Xishan? He has been camped in Shanxi for nearly thirty years, and Taiyuan is his hometown.
Although they have been robbed by the Japanese, the generals of the Jinsui Army still regard Taiyuan as their hometown in their hearts. Now the Eighth Route Army actually tells them that they are going to take back your hometown. How can these generals of the Jinsui Army be willing to do so? Scolding your mother on the spot is already considered well-mannered.
Yan Xishan wrinkled his gray eyebrows and thought for a long time, then slowly shook his head and said: "That's not right!"
Sun Chu asked: "Commander, what's wrong?"
"The Eighth Route Army is not a fool. Even ordinary people in Kenanpo know that Taiyuan City is difficult to fight. Don't the Eighth Route Army know that? But why do they tell us so openly? Where do they get this strength?"
No wonder Yan Xishan and the generals of the Jin-Sui Army were confused.
Since the outbreak of the Pacific War, the Japanese army has been rampant, and the Chinese battlefield has entered the most difficult moment. The territory of the Shanxi-Sui Army has continued to shrink, and its ability to collect information has also been reduced.
Although the Liantai Flying Corps achieved such a great victory, due to the tight blockade of the Japanese army, the intelligence personnel of the Jinsui Army in the enemy-occupied areas were unable to collect this information in the first time.
Just when everyone was puzzled, a staff officer hurriedly pushed the door open and entered.
"Sir Yan... something big happened. The planes of the Liantai Militia just fought a great victory. They bombed all seven or eight Japanese airports in Shanxi and shot down more than a hundred Japanese planes. From now on,
The Japanese no longer have air power in Shanxi!"
"boom……"
For a moment, the news was like a thunder, shaking everyone to the core.
Only after everyone reacted did they understand why the Eighth Route Army headquarters sent such a telegram. This is the confidence of the Eighth Route Army...