Chapter 322 The major general obeys the command of the second lieutenant
How Zhang Sixing knew the intelligence behind enemy lines was actually very simple. Zhang Changlin's sniper reconnaissance team had fifty people, and Zhang Sixing used emergency reconnaissance tactics.
Snipers went out to lurk at night, and the closest place was only fifty meters away from the Japanese front line. Most of them lurked behind the Japanese front line. These two-person sniper scouts all carried walkie-talkies obtained from the Japanese.
Their main mission is not to attack, but to conduct reconnaissance. However, the real reconnaissance company is used by Zhang Sixing as the main battle force. On a battlefield with no air superiority and few qualified soldiers, this is a very helpless choice.
His finger clicked on the combat map,
"The Japanese dragged wires on the gondola and installed high-power searchlights to replace the less useful flares. Especially when rear troops are mobilized at night, they need to contact the observers on the balloon in advance, otherwise they will be directly attacked by artillery fire."
Of course, this will have an impact on the night attack on the paratrooper school, but the impact is really not big. As long as the legs are diligent, the attack by the reconnaissance company and the sniper reconnaissance team can still be carried out.
Like Lu Feizhou's reconnaissance battalion, this is an all-silenced, all-speed troop.
That is, all personnel are equipped with mufflers and ostrich boots, which indicates silent attacks and speeds exceeding horses.
The Japanese knew that people in the parachute school ran fast, but bionics had barely started at this time, so the Japanese had no idea why. Moreover, units like the reconnaissance company implemented the strictest procedures for wartime equipment management. So far, they have not yet
No equipment was lost.
But when the three generals of the Guo army heard these words, they all secretly thought:
If you hadn't come here to ask for advice, who would know what the Japanese's arrangements were like at night. If the night attack troops were caught by these searchlights, wouldn't they be doomed?
Frowning tightly, Zhu Chi asked,
"Principal Zhang, then we can arrange some sharpshooters to put out the searchlights before the night attack. You see..."
Regarding this idea, Zhang Sixing didn't bother to answer at all, while Hansen on the side had already made a blunt mockery,
"You're stupid. If you shoot at night, you're just waiting to be shot."
This is indeed like the attack on the Japanese 3rd Division's baggage train last night. It was basically Zhang Sixing who put on makeup and sneaked in, and then installed a charcoal time bomb.
After being contradicted by an adjutant, Zhu Chi straightened up and glared at Hansen as if he was about to get angry. It was Gao Zhisong who repeatedly touched his arm to make him hold back his anger.
Zhang Sixing didn't say a word about this. The generals in front of him were all anti-Japanese heroes, and the most basic courtesy must be maintained.
But this cannot cover up the mistakes Guojun made on the battlefield, nor can it cover up the unprofessionalism of Guojun's "three-in-one officers".
After staying in the German army for a long time, as the youngest major, he was deeply loved by the old-school officers of the German officer corps. Originally, Chinese were excluded, but being able to fight in the army was a prerequisite for gaining respect.
No matter fighting or fighting, Zhang Sixing's performance is always radiant.
"It is true that we want to attack at night, but your fighting method is old and rigid, and it is just a waste of loyal and brave soldiers. Therefore, I will direct this night attack, and you three brigades will bring out all the reconnaissance battalions."
Zhang Sixing looked at Wu Qiujian, the commander of the supplementary brigade, and the latter quickly stood at attention.
"Sir, I am Wu Qiujian, commander of the supplementary brigade of the 88th Division. My supplementary brigade has 2,100 people. If I send out a reconnaissance battalion..."
Stretching out his palm to stop Wu Qiujian's words, Zhang Sixing looked at the map in front of him and thought secretly,
"Come with your whole brigade, remember not to put all your elite troops in position, but spread out one battalion at a time. No matter what, hold on until we come back, and you are not allowed to retreat. Also, here, I will leave someone for you... to confine..."
"Principal Zhang, don't be so ridiculous. You don't know that I don't know how to fight defensively."
Only then did he look at Cao Zijin, who simply stood at attention, but also refused.
"Sir, people say you look down on our rifle battalion because I, the battalion commander, am too obedient, so..."
When he said this, Cao Zijin quietly looked at Zhang Sixing, and then looked at Guan Shijie a little uneasily. It was obvious that the two rifle battalion commanders were full of complaints.
The reason was that being beaten was a matter for the rifle battalion, and killing the enemy was a matter for the reconnaissance troops. Zhang Sixing never led the rifle battalion in every night attack, and this was why the people in the rifle battalion were dissatisfied.
Because now everyone knows that in the paratrooper school, there is no need for behavior or tactics.
What a soldier needs is combat technology and military strategy. This is the same as any profession. People who are specialized are always better than those who are half-hearted.
Being good at persuasion, smooth talk, and being unfavorable in combat are all black points for the promotion of officers in the Parachute School.
Zhang Sixing knew this very well. Guan Shijie and Cao Zijin had long been very unhappy during the days of idle defense.
"Okay, Hansen is you. Then the commander of the supplementary brigade, Wu...Wu...that one, you follow Hansen's command."
The eyes of the three major generals of the Guo Army who spoke in just one sentence stared. They are also general-level officers after all. Let a second lieutenant command a second lieutenant. This...
Originally, Hansen was somewhat unhappy because he could not participate in the night attack, but now that he could command a major general, he became happy again.
Zhang Sixing, who did not turn around and focused on looking at the battle map, said calmly,
"Don't be surprised. With the same force, you will be beaten by him."
The three major generals were said to have lost their temper in just one sentence, but before they could express their anger, they heard Zhang Sixing say,
"I don't blame you. Your military skills are all learned from the Japanese. Compared with Europe and the United States, the Japanese are only at the middle school level."
It’s no wonder that Zhang Sixing was proud. The strongest army in the world during World War II was the German army. With the same number, no one could be the opponent of the German army. The defeat of the German army was at the hands of politicians, not generals. The soldiers were incompetent.
Just as a few people were chatting, a voice called "report" suddenly came from outside, and Zhang Sixing came in casually.
Several Guojun generals didn't understand why they broke into Zhang Sixing's command post. When they turned around to look, what surprised them was that a bunch of young people wearing civilian clothes came in. Only the leader gave a military salute.
"I remember you, Shang Xi from the punishment camp, right? Didn't you go home?"
As soon as he talked about going home, Shang Ji's eyes turned red, and when he looked at Zhang Sixing, he looked like he was seeing a relative. However, the tears never flowed down, and there was a cry in his throat when he spoke.
"Principal Zhang, I request to be a soldier, I...I..."
Speaking of this, Shang Xi gritted his teeth, but raised his lips, and it was obvious that a cry-like emotion was suppressed in his heart. Looking at his appearance, he looked like a beast that chooses people to eat.
"You can be a soldier, but you are too incompetent. Please report to the supply camp first."
Unexpectedly, Shang Xi did not just leave like this. Instead, he wiped his tears with his sleeves and said,
"Sir, Jurong, the people outside Jurong City...the people have let...the devils have ruined us."