Of course, it cannot be said that it relies solely on these, otherwise it will become a "spiritual atomic bomb".
But morale and will are part of war at all times. Without these, there will be no fighting spirit. Without fighting spirit, no matter how good the equipment is, the war will be lost.
Chu Yunfei's 358th Regiment was originally a powerful force. After Chu Yunfei's ideological work, the battalion commanders realized the mistakes and the real dangers. After returning to the army, they conveyed Chu Yunfei's thoughts to each unit.
As a result, the entire army changed their mentality and prepared to fight to the death against the Japanese.
If a person has the will to fight and the determination to fight to the death, his combat effectiveness will be completely different. This enabled the 358th Regiment to repulse the Japanese charges several times and prevent them from advancing even half a step.
During the period, the Japanese also conducted a propaganda war. During the battle, they sent puppet troops to shout at the 358th Regiment's defense line with loudspeakers from a distance:
"Brothers of the 358th Regiment, the imperial army is determined to win Yuncheng this time. There is no way you can win!"
"Surrender! Our arms can't twist our thighs. What kind of equipment do you have, and what kind of equipment does the imperial army have? They are all raised by their biological parents. It's better to die than to live, so why bother?"
"You are bleeding and dying here, while the Eighth Route Army is watching the fun on the top of the mountain. I have seen it before!"
"If the Eighth Route Army was serious, they would have sent troops down to reinforce you long ago, but what about now?"
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Before, if the 358th regiment had been shouted out like this twice by traitors, they would have been panicked and unwilling to fight, but now the entire army has been vaccinated, so it has not been affected at all.
Tang He'an's third battalion happened to be on the front line of defense at this time. He rolled up his sleeves and held a box cannon with the muzzle of the gun against his military cap. He only poked his head out and then retracted his head.
He didn't explain anything to his subordinates.
Because he knows that sometimes the more you explain, the worse it gets... it will turn into a sign of guilty conscience.
No explanation is the best explanation, because it is a disdain for the enemy's propaganda war.
Tang He'an knew that all his subordinates were looking at him, and his behavior was the best response.
At this time, Tang He'an had completely understood what Chu Yunfei said. This was a trick played by the Japanese. He was very angry because of this: "Damn it, you actually treated your grandfather like a monkey. I have never been so embarrassed in my whole life."
Pass!"
At this time, another shout came from the other end of the loudspeaker:
"Isn't it Camp Commander Tang's team on the opposite side?"
"Commander Tang, no matter who we fight for, it's worth it. If we fight for the Eighth Route Army, that's just one word: injustice!"
"What is the purpose of life? Isn't it just glory and wealth?"
"I've said it here, as long as Battalion Commander Tang opens his mouth, just say whatever you want!"
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Tang He'an spat, and then shouted to the mortarman a few meters away: "Fantuan, give that damn shot a shot. If you can't hit it, just rush up!"
"Yes!" the mortarman responded.
The mortarman was nicknamed Rice Ball because he joined the Shanxi-Sui Army for a rice ball... Joining the Shanxi-Sui Army can get a big ocean, but of course the rest will be eaten by middlemen.
This also became a joke among the Jinsui army, so he got the nickname "Fantuan".
After Fantuan entered the army, he couldn't do anything else. But when firing mortars, he used his feeling and hit accurately every time.
When asked what was going on, Fantuan replied: "I don't know what's going on. As soon as you grab that thing in your hand, it will feel like a cannonball will be fired out of your head. It will hit almost anywhere it can."
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When Tang He'an heard this, he thought he was a natural-born mortar shooter, so he ordered: "Don't do anything else from now on, just fire mortars, and sleep with the mortar in your arms at night. Do you understand?"
"yes!"
As a result, Fantuan was so stupid that he actually fell asleep with the mortar in his arms at night.
Fantuan quietly poked his head out of the trench and looked at the position of the loudspeaker, then squatted down and fine-tuned the angle of the mortar based on the impression in his mind.
This is strange to say. Rice Ball has never learned arithmetic, let alone parabolas, acceleration, or even money calculations, but he can make money with mortars.
After adjusting it for a while, he said to the ammunition hand: "Let it go!"
Without saying a word, the ammunition hand took the cannonballs he had prepared and put them into the muzzle...
Just a "boom" sound was heard, a shell roared out, and soon there was an explosion. The shell accurately hit the rear of the speaker. The shock wave of the explosion overturned the speaker completely, and flew to the ground a few meters away, making a piercing noise.
Needless to say, the traitor who shouted from behind the loudspeaker was already lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
The reason why I say "I don't know whether I'm dead or alive" is because the "corpse" can still move.
But this is no different from death, because the Japanese will not waste time, energy, especially precious medicinal materials to save a traitor. This means nothing to the Japanese. They don't even bother to look at the traitor.
Therefore, the fate of a traitor is to stay where he is and wait to die slowly.
There was a cheer from the Jinsui Army defense line, and Tang Hean happily shouted at the rice ball: "Well done, rice ball! I'll report back to you later!"
Fantuan was a little confused. He actually wanted to hit the horn directly and blow it to pieces, but he missed the target...
At this time, the whistling sound of artillery shells suddenly came from the air. Tang He'an shouted "Conceal", and then the artillery shells fell on the position in pieces.
Just when Tang He'an thought that the enemy's shells were going to hit for a while, the enemy's shells suddenly stopped and were replaced by a strange "swish" whistling sound.
"Bazooka?" Tang He'an was a little surprised.
The 358th Regiment has almost used up its rocket artillery shells, so how can it carry out such a large-scale counterattack?
Then Tang He'an thought of the answer. He jumped up and looked behind the position. In the background of smoke and dust in the distance, there were indeed several trucks, and rockets were being fired from their back seats one after another.
"The Eighth Route Army, it's the Eighth Route Army!" Tang He'an shouted loudly.
The soldiers also cheered loudly, and many even excitedly took off their hats and waved them toward the rear.
After the war, when Tang Hean recalled this scene, he talked about his feelings:
"Ask me what I was thinking about at that time?"
"I didn't think about anything but one thing: they are all Chinese!"
"No matter who he is, anyone who can fight the Japanese is a hero!"
In fact, it wasn't just Tang He'an who thought so, other soldiers almost had the same idea.
There are already too many cases of brothers killing each other in this land. In fact, that is not what most warriors think in their hearts. They are just being influenced by others and unable to fight.
If given a choice, Wang Xuexin believed that most of them would stand on the same front against the Japanese.
This is also the wish of the vast majority of the people in the country, but some regimes go against the trend for their own selfish interests, power and desires.