"Chief!" The chief of staff thought for a while and said to the chief: "After this battle, I think the Japanese have set their sights on the Independent Regiment, especially Xiaodongbei. We should be more cautious in the future!"
Then the chief of staff said again: "How about we transfer Xiao Dongbei to the headquarters?"
The leader shook his head and said: "This is wrong! If Xiao Dongbei was not in the army, could he come up with things like bullet mines and jumping mines? Can he come up with tactics like the 'three-three system'? If he couldn't come up with anything, just waste it.
Talent!”
The chief's idea may or may not be right.
Isn't that right? Wang Xuexin, as a modern person, has known about these equipments for a long time, so of course he can think of them.
The problem is...
If Wang Xuexin didn't know what difficulties the Eighth Route Army would encounter on the battlefield, he wouldn't know which equipment is suitable and which equipment is not.
For example, 50 small artillery, bullet mines, rocket launchers, etc. all fall into this situation. This can only be thought of when encountering specific difficulties.
As the saying goes, "inspiration comes from practice." If Wang Xuexin was transferred to the headquarters and locked in an office or in an arsenal facing a bunch of machines, he really wouldn't be able to develop the equipment that the Eighth Route Army really needs based on the actual situation with such a thorough understanding.
The chief of staff thought about it, but he felt that it was too dangerous to always send Xiao Dongbei to the front line, so he suggested: "Otherwise, let's transfer the independent regiment to the second line. There is no need to send the independent regiment to the battle that is too dangerous.
This regiment is used to inspire inspiration for Xiao Dongbei, occasionally fight small battles without too much risk, conduct some new tactical training or try out new equipment!"
The leader thought for a moment, then nodded and said: "That's right! This can reduce the risk of Xiao Dongbei going to the battlefield as much as possible. Li Yunlong... may not be happy because there is no war, but as long as there are new equipment for him to use, he will not
What’s the problem!”
So Li Yunlong received an order to move the entire group to a place called Sanjiadian.
Li Yunlong didn't know the name of this place at first, so he hurriedly searched for it on the map for a while, and then his face darkened.
Zhao Gang asked: "What's wrong? It's like someone robbed two carts of ammunition!"
"Isn't it?" Li Yunlong pointed at the map and replied: "Look where these three stores are!"
Zhao Gang followed the position pointed by Li Yunlong and understood.
It's not that these three stores are bad, but these three stores are so good...a place that is thirty kilometers away from the front line.
To be precise, it is thirty kilometers away from the "elastic defense" counterattack line.
Don't worry about this position, it must be on the second line, and the independent regiment may not even be tasked with reinforcements.
Li Yunlong immediately muttered: "Old Zhao, what do you think this commander is thinking? It seems that there is a good show on the front line. Our independent regiment has just won a big victory and the morale is high. Not only does it not strike while the iron is hot, it also takes advantage of it.
Fire robbery..."
"Wait a minute!" Zhao Gang interrupted Li Yunlong: "What kind of mess? How could they be robbed by fire?"
Li Yunlong grinned and replied: "We are in the heat of the moment, and the superiors are committing a robbery right now. What is this, if not taking advantage of the fire?"
Zhao Gang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Who else uses this idiom like this?
It's all my fault that I usually use idioms when talking to Li Yunlong but didn't explain the meaning clearly to him. This guy just used it without knowing anything about it.
Zhao Gang shook his head helplessly, looked at the three stores on the map, and said thoughtfully: "Old Li, we only have more than 600 people left. Many soldiers are still injured. In addition, we just
Everyone is exhausted after rushing out of the enemy encirclement, so there is nothing wrong with being pulled to the second line to rest and replenish some troops! Now we are pulled up to fight a tough battle, do you think the soldiers can bear it?"
Li Yunlong thought it was right, so he nodded and remained silent.
He vaguely felt that this time the independent group was not as simple as being pulled to the second line to rest.
Because usually, even if they rest and recuperate, they never reach this far after 30 kilometers... The Eighth Route Army marches on two legs, and 30 kilometers is a day's march. Unlike the stubborn army and Japanese soldiers, who can arrive in less than an hour by car.
So, doesn’t this sound like herding sheep on the second line for a long time?
I hope that's not the case.
However, after thinking about it, Li Yunlong could only order the troops to move towards the three stores.
Since the cars and supplies were still in the hands of the Independent Group, the Independent Group rushed to the three stores that afternoon.
Wang Xuexin stood on the car and saw a banner hanging at the entrance of the village from a distance: "Welcome the triumphant return of the Independence Regiment."
As soon as the convoy of the Independence Regiment approached, the people on both sides of the road set off firecrackers, and then beat gongs and drums to welcome them. From time to time, someone would bring out trowels and hard-boiled eggs and hand them to the soldiers on the car.
The car slowed down, and the soldiers kept waving to the villagers on both sides. Many soldiers even leaned out to shake hands with the villagers.
Liang Guisheng, who was sleeping in the corner of the car with his gun in his arms, was woken up. He opened his eyes and looked to both sides, and then asked excitedly: "Where is this? Where are we?"
The commander of the second platoon, Liang Guisheng, had not slept a wink all night because of the battle last night. After successfully breaking through the encirclement, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep. He didn't wake up until now, so he didn't know the situation.
"Platoon commander!" a soldier replied: "These are three stores!"
"Three stores? Really three stores!" Liang Guisheng's eyes widened immediately.
"What's wrong?" Wang Xuexin asked with some confusion.
"Company commander!" Liang Guisheng said with red eyes, "This is my home, I'm home!"
Then Liang Guisheng leaned out and waved to an aunt and shouted: "Aunt Niu, how are you doing?"
The aunt was stunned for a moment, and then she came to her senses and responded to the crowd: "Hey, it's Guisheng! You are fine. I miss you every day and worry about where you are fighting. You are back now!"
Liang Guisheng burst into tears, and then he squatted in the car and cried like a child.
Others didn't know what was going on with him, but Wang Xuexin knew it in his heart.
Liang Guisheng was recruited from Heiyun Village.
He had told Wang Xuexin before that when Liang Guisheng was a bandit, his father would not let him enter the house for several years, and even cursed him all day long for why he was not taken away by God earlier!
Now when the Eighth Route Army is fighting the Japanese, his father thinks about his safety every day...
At this moment, Liang Guisheng really felt that it was worth it, worth more than anything else.
Then, Liang Guisheng stood up with tears in his eyes, looked at Wang Xuexin, and asked: "Company commander..."
Wang Xuexin nodded and said, "Go!"
Liang Guisheng let out an excited "Hey", turned over and jumped out of the car. He ran as fast as he could in the direction of home, laughing as he ran and wiping his tears from time to time. He could only see the soldiers one by one.
The eyes are all red.
Wang Xuexin sighed secretly, no wonder the Eighth Route Army has the support of tens of millions of people behind it.
Wang Xuexin didn't understand it before and thought it was just a slogan. Only then did he truly understand the profound meaning of this sentence.