Due to time constraints, Wang Xuexin rushed to Yuncheng as soon as possible and took charge of command... to be precise, he was responsible for assisting in commanding the battle of the independent regiment.
In fact, "assist in command" and "command" have almost the same meaning, and it is basically Wang Xuexin who takes the lead.
It can even be said that the battle in the direction of Jiangyangfu was "assisted and directed" by Wang Xuexin... This battle was different from the usual battles where each fought separately. The battle in Jiangyangfu required coordination with an independent regiment. For example, the reconnaissance company captured a train.
The train has to stop at Jiangyangfu before it can be loaded. This load is heading towards Yuncheng. The fighting of the independent regiment on the other end should also be over and almost ready to connect the rails. This can ensure the smooth implementation of the plan.
If there is insufficient coordination between the two armies, and if something goes wrong, such as Jiangyangfu crashing into the station before the train can get off the train, everything will be set on fire.
Due to this requirement, the commander decided to let Ding Wei's new regiment carry out the task of attacking Jiangyang Fu. In order to complete the disassembly of the machine and load it on the train in the shortest possible time, the new regiment was also assigned several
Large groups of guerrillas and militiamen, including some workers who can dismantle machines.
The command of the new regiment was temporarily handed over to the independent regiment, under the unified command of Li Yunlong.
Although it was said that Li Yunlong was the commander, in fact everyone knew in their hearts that the real commander was Wang Xuexin.
Wang Xuexin slept in the car again.
I slept much better this time than last time. The car was arranged by the chief and carried half a car of medical supplies, including bandages, marching pills, iodine and other commonly used things... The Eighth Route Army could make their own, so they came from the west.
Wang Xuexin was hitching a ride eastward to the front line.
The reason why I say it was more comfortable than last time was because the car was protected from the wind and rain, and because I could lie flat, the car was rocking like a rock. After a while, Wang Xuexin fell asleep.
What Wang Xuexin didn't know was that this was due to Wanxian Airport... In the past, cars would have been basically unable to go on the road during the day, because they were basically serving as targets for Japanese aircraft.
Now, because of the Wanxian Airport, the Japanese aircraft do not dare to fly frequently... This is the Japanese helpless choice. Although the Japanese have many 96 ship battles, the flying distance of this fighter is about 1,300 kilometers. Once the combat radius is calculated
, similar to Hawker 81.
Therefore, the 96th ship battle faced the same problem as the Hawker 81 against the "Zero War": if you travel thousands of miles to fight near the enemy's airport... it is not a question of performance and tactics, but a matter of fighting for a while.
It's not a matter of running out of gas to get back.
As a result, the 96-ship battle cannot be effective at long distances, and the "zero battle" cannot be dispatched frequently because the number is too small. As a result, the airspace security level from Wanxian to Yuncheng has been greatly improved, including during the day.
After a good sleep, we arrived in Yuncheng when we woke up.
The car drove directly to the granary on Laobei Street, where the regimental subordinates of the Independent Regiment were, and stopped. Wang Xuexin jumped out of the car and thanked the driver, then turned and walked towards the headquarters on the second floor.
Before he could walk a few steps, he was stopped by the monk: "Hey, Commander of the fifth battalion, what kind of wind has brought you here? You don't even recognize your brothers, do you?"
As he spoke, he patted Wang Xuexin's shoulder so hard that he almost fainted.
"No way!" Wang Xuexin took out a pack of filters from his coat pocket and handed it to the monk: "If you forget, no one can forget you, monk!"
The monk took the cigarette and invited Wang Xuexin aside and said: "Brother, I heard that you have become prosperous? Do you have hundreds of planes under your control, or are they Yingjiang's planes?"
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"Where did you hear that?" Wang Xuexin was stunned. There were only a hundred or so of them, so why were they spread to hundreds?
The monk tilted his mouth and said, "How about you stop talking blindly to me? We are not greedy for you to eat meat, but at least give your brother a bowl of soup, right?"
"What do you mean?" Wang Xuexin didn't understand for a while.
"What's the point?" The monk raised his head and said, "I've asked about everything, don't think I don't know anything! Airplanes fly very fast, and they can reach a distance of hundreds of miles in just one breath. You can hit anyone you want. Who are you going to fight? How about I give my brother a few fights?"
As he spoke, he shook his hands and said: "I'm ugly, but others and I have boasted all over Haikou, saying that Xiao Dongbei is my brother. There's nothing I can't get from just opening my mouth. Don't let it happen." I can’t step down!”
Wang Xuexin's jaw almost dropped when he heard this. The sentimental monk thought that airplanes were no different from those grenades, bullets and the like. Like Li Yunlong, if you go to the arsenal and grind them more, you can make a few of them.
When the monk saw Wang Xuexin's expression, his expression became serious and he said, "Why, you're not happy? Are you a brother?"
"Monk!" Wang Xuexin asked without answering: "Even if I am willing to give you the plane, do you know how to fly it?"
"Then what's so difficult!" The monk clapped his chest and said quite confidently: "It's not like you don't know that I can climb up on that shoulder bag, the tank will move after just a few twists, and the plane can still be difficult to reach. Go to heaven?"
Wang Xuexin secretly thought, it is really difficult to get to the sky, otherwise how can we call a plane?
But when I told the monk, he probably didn’t understand, so Wang Xuexin said, “Do you know what I’m doing at the airport during this time?”
"What else can we do? Let's fight!" The monk gave a thumbs up: "Xiao Linkou shot down dozens of Japanese planes, that's good!"
"I train pilots there!" Wang Xuexin said: "Those who fly planes, I mean Chinese pilots, they have several years of experience in flying planes, and they need several months of training before they can fly this plane. And it’s just a simple tactical move.”
When Wang Xuexin said this, the monk was stunned. It took him a long time to say: "Really...really?"
"Why are you lying to me?" Wang Xuexin replied: "Planes don't just fly. They can't get off in a few years. They're nothing like shoulder bags and tanks. They run on the ground. No matter how you fly, they stay on the ground. At most It’s like falling into a ditch. An airplane is different. You can’t even find the bones after falling down! If you don’t believe me, I’ll take you to Wanxian Airport someday!”
Seeing that what Wang Xuexin said was serious, the monk believed it.
Then the monk said "Oh" and complained to Wang Xuexin: "Brother, it's not that I can't believe you! But look at our reconnaissance company, we need tanks but not tanks, we need cannons but not cannons, and we want to get an airplane to play with, but it's not enough Ge, what kind of elite are we?"
Wang Xuexin replied with a smile: "Then, do you want the train?"
"Train?" The monk shook his head disdainfully: "What is that thing for? Is it for eating or for fighting?"