Yamadajima held a cigarette in his mouth, put his hands behind his back, and jumped off the trench again like an old man.
He glanced at Zhou Weiguo and then pointed at the soldier who was probably less than 18 years old and was helping to dig trenches; "Get it for me. You know in your heart that after this battle, there is a high probability that he will not survive."
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Zhou Weiguo looked at Yamadajima: "When did you become so kind and righteous? I don't know how many people of his age are there in the rest of the army. How many can you save?"
"Every one can be saved. If they don't see it, it can only be because they are unlucky."
Zhou Weiguo glanced at the soldier, turned his head and shouted, "Squad leader."
A soldier in his early thirties quickly came to Zhou Weiguo.
The very non-standard salute made Zhou Weiguo nod slightly and then pointed at the soldier: "Let him go to the munitions office with this officer."
The squad leader turned to look at the soldier who was struggling to swing a hoe and nodded; "Captain, he is indeed not suitable."
It's such a pity that he was too young and a hairy little baby to die here.
Yamadajima left with the soldier, and Zhou Weiguo went to the Sichuan Army and communicated with them for nearly ten minutes before walking out.
"What did you say to him?"
Nan Zhongmei just saw the two people talking around the map, but she didn't understand what they were saying.
"I told him that we need to deploy minefields in front so that we can inflict large-scale damage on them. In addition, I will use anti-aircraft machine guns to block their tanks so that their troops cannot leave easily."
Nan Zhongmei said oh and followed Zhou Weiguo obediently.
With the flag of the special service regiment flying, there was no way to avoid Japanese investigation.
Not long after, the scout reported to Jiuwei at Highland No. 3.
Jiuwei then reported the situation.
Brigade headquarters.
Yoshida narrowed his eyes while looking at the message in his hand; "No wonder he dared to evacuate. It turned out that he relied on the help of the secret service group."
Kamei had also heard of the secret service.
This once belonged to the 74th Army, but now it has become a force directly under the jurisdiction of the theater. It is the elite of the elite, with five battalions and a complete artillery company under its jurisdiction.
"Your Excellency General, the Special Agent Group is the elite force of the Ninth War Zone. Are we currently..."
"Elite?"
Not necessarily.
The special agent regiment suffered heavy losses in the previous battle, and its strength was down to three out of ten.
The loss of veterans means that this special agent group will no longer be the same special agent group it once was.
Even if they are resting and training, the soldiers who have not heard the sound of artillery are just new recruits.
"A sheep covered in wolf's skin is really a wolf. This wolf died in the last battle."
Yoshida's affirmation made Ueijing understand and nod: "What the General said is, do we need to send out troops to attack this special agent group now?"
Yoshida lowered his head and thought for a while, then turned around and came to the map. He passed a pencil and sketched on it for a while, then he tapped the map; "Concentrate the main force of your wing, and after defeating the special agent group, use one
The troops of the brigade are deployed defensively, and the rest of the troops quickly move towards the Sichuan army's right position."
"My subordinate understands." Shangjing went to convey the order, and Yoshida thought for a while and then looked up at the adjutant who was a century old; "Do you think we should tell the division now?"
The adjutant knew that the general in front of him was somewhat worried that someone would take away his credit.
But the special agents are not just ordinary people.
They did suffer losses in the last battle, but now that they are able to come to the front line, it means that they have recovered to a certain extent.
"Your Excellency General, the shadows of trees and the names of people are not ordinary people."
The adjutant didn't know what to say, so he could only use such hints to remind Yoshida that as for how to decide, it was not his consideration.
"Go down, let me think about it." Yoshida picked up the tea cup from the side.
The combat effectiveness of the special agent group is definitely not as good as before, but their equipment is indeed not weak.
With the aviation reinforcements and the tank detachment, we should be able to defeat it.
Even if he can't, he can change his plan and occupy the Sichuan army's position first, and then attack from both sides.
Thinking about it, there won't be any problem.
"Pick up the airmen."
Time waits for no one. If we can break through their position and cut off their right position, the credit must be ours.
Why should I share this fruit with others when I am sure of it?
Secret Service Regiment Headquarters.
Zhou Weiguo looked at the map laid out again.
There was nothing to see. Five kilometers to the two o'clock direction, there was a division of the Sichuan Army plus a battalion of its own. Their mission was to use the terrain to block the Japanese troops and prevent them from infiltrating from there.
The two forces forcefully integrate the unfavorable terrain factors to form a horn.
If you encounter an enemy attack, use the radio to contact you and provide reinforcements accordingly.
Of course, with the strength of the opponent's division, which had just withdrawn from the front, it would be a bit difficult for them to respond here.
Zhou Weiguo had no hope.
"Awen." Xiao Ya came to Zhou Weiguo. She still liked to call Zhou Weiguo by his previous name.
Zhou Weiguo put down the pencil in his hand, saw a telegram in her hand, and reached out to take it.
"A Japanese military message was intercepted but has not yet been deciphered."
A message that has not been deciphered is worthless. Zhou Weiguo did not want to waste this time and put the message down and asked, "Can you roughly deduce where it was sent?"
When it comes to radio technology, Nan Zulinzi is the real genius.
Xiao Ya was resigned to pointing at Nan Zao Linzi, who was sitting in front of the radio station monitoring the situation; "Linzi is monitoring there, so he should be able to tell."
Zhou Weiguo took down the ammunition box and let Xiao Ya sit down. Seeing that her hair was a little messy, he stretched out his hand to straighten it for her: "Have a rest for a while, you don't have to be so tired."
Xiao Ya hummed and picked up the tea vat that Zhou Weiguo had not finished drinking from and took a sip of tea.
There was no flavor anymore. She frowned and stood up, took out the water and poured it out, then took out the tea leaves again and gave them to Zhou Weiguo; "I must have forgotten to change the tea leaves again."
He really forgot about it. He didn't know how many times he drank this cup of tea.
"Weiguo, we found out." Nan Zaolinzi came to sit next to Zhou Weiguo.
Nan Zhongmei, who was helping to load the machine gun bullets, grabbed a handful of bullets and sat nearby to listen.
"It cannot be deciphered, but judging from the frequency, the other party's receiving method and transmitting method should be aviation."
Aviation?
Zhou Weiguo lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought.
The other party would dispatch aviation troops, and he had this in mind.
But if you really think about it and the other party really wants to go out, this means two different things.
"Xue Yi." Zhou Weiguo took out a cigarette, lit it, thought about it, turned his head and called out.
Xueyi, who was sitting on the ammunition box loading bullets, pulled down her crooked helmet with her hand, picked up the magazine and stood up; "Captain, you call me."
