Jiang Cheng brought the last batch of scheduled supplies to the valley, came to the camp, found Wang Jiaxiang and others who were discussing, and said, "How is it? How many people have come?"
Yang Jingyu smiled and said, "More than 20,000 people have come, and it's much better than we expected."
Wang Jiaxiang chuckled and said, "Of course, our policy is not to actually do anything to them, it is just to reorganize them, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the great development of the Anti-Japanese Alliance is coming soon."
Jiang Cheng nodded and said, "Then the next step is the selection of the special battle group..."
In the square, all the newly-dressed anti-alliance fighters stood up in a dense crowd. Yang Jingyu stood on it and said, "The anti-alliance special operations battalions will be selected from each army. Those who are interested can sign up independently. The special operations battalions will be assessed according to the requirements of each position."
In addition to unified examinations such as physical fitness and hand-to-hand combat, riflemen compete in marksmanship, infantry tactics, machine gunners compete in machine gun fortification construction speed, machine gun shooting accuracy and suppressive shooting, artillery troops compete in artillery skills, gun emplacement construction speed, and even cooking classes
More than cooking skills, in short, the special operations battalion only wants the best, do you hear me?"
Ma Sanpao glanced at Long Yan and shouted with the others, "I heard it."
"Whoops, whoops, whoops." A group of soldiers in green military uniforms were running in circles around the square. A tall man with unusual height accompanied them while running and said with a smile, "What's wrong, little bastards, this is what the famous Anti-League Army is like
Is that your level? In this case, let alone the special forces, I don’t even want you to be a militiaman. Your physical fitness is too poor. Didn’t you just eat something good at noon? Come on and run."
Ma Sanpao was out of breath and sweating profusely as he ran, muttering, "Damn it, haven't I already been elected as the battalion commander? Why do I still have to run?"
Long Yan on the side was not much better. His eyes were a little blurry, but he said unforgivingly, "Just because you are the battalion commander, you should be able to do anything that the soldiers can do. Physical fitness is a public
For the exam, the special operations team only has 5,000 people. Whoever falls now will fall behind in the subsequent assessments. Everyone knows that, so no one wants to give up. Moreover, Commander Yang said that from him to the commander of the special operations battalion, whoever has physical fitness above five
If the amount is less than 1,000, he will be dismissed from his post on the spot."
"Bang" a soldier fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. Wang Yong waved his hand, and the soldiers who had been prepared quickly helped him to the side, where there was already a long line of soldiers resting.
Finally, after running ten kilometers, Ma Sanpao staggered and wanted to lie down.
"Get up, get up. If you can't get down immediately after running, get up and walk. What about you? Hurry up!" Ma Sanpao opened his eyes and was about to curse, but he saw that it was the chief of staff from the central government who was walking away.
Come over, he didn't want to be embarrassed, so he jumped up immediately, gritted his teeth, and started walking slowly.
Yang Jingyu looked at the playground in the distance, smiled and said to Jiang Cheng, "203, I saw this assessment method you came up with. It's very good. I think our special operations camp will be formed soon."
Jiang Cheng shook his head and said, "No, it's still far behind. Most of the officers in our special operations battalion have not gone through systematic study. I have already told Uncle Ye that we will hold study classes in the evening to let all special operations personnel
Officers above the regiment and company level are invited to attend the class. In addition, I have prepared some things. This is a course that only officers above the battalion level can take. As for the other three divisions, registration is voluntary and is not compulsory."
Yang Jingyu rubbed his hands and said, "The relationship is so good. Why don't we force you to study? If you have the opportunity to study, I'm afraid those young men will fight for their heads."
Jiang Cheng smiled and said, "Tonight is the first day of the special class. Commander Yang, let's go and see it together then."
Ma Sanpao stared at the person in front of him in stunned silence. He only saw a beautiful ponytail, a black warrior uniform, and a long stick, but it was none other than Li Qian.
"I am your assessor. You come and compete with me one by one. I will give you a score of ten out of ten. If you can persist for 30 seconds, you will get full score." Li Qian said as she painted a beautiful stick flower.
Ma Sanpao swallowed his saliva. The story of Li Qian killing a bear by herself had long been spread throughout the Anti-Japanese Alliance. Everyone knew about this magical heroine. Ma Sanpao watched the soldiers being knocked to the ground one by one by Li Qian. Ma Sanpao
I just feel like my worldview is about to collapse.
As night fell, Ma Sanpao dragged his tired body to finish his meal and was about to go back to sleep when he heard a shout, "All officers at the battalion level and above of the special operations regiment are here for a meeting."
Ma Sanpao wailed and walked over helplessly, only to see Yang Jingyu standing there and saying, "Comrades, you are all the future commanders of our main force of the Anti-Japanese Alliance. Commanders must not only have excellent combat skills, but also must have excellent combat skills."
He has the ability to command. From today on, all our officers will start learning. Everyone, follow me to the basement."
Studying? Studying? If Ma Sanpao hadn't been afraid of being laughed at by Long Yan when he went back, he really wanted to turn around and run away. An officer raised his hand tremblingly and said, "Commander Yang, I...I don't know how to read."
Yang Jingyu knew that many officers were from rough backgrounds, and the Anti-Japanese League had not had time for them to study hard in recent years, so he smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, we will also hold literacy classes. From now on, you must all be able to be good at literature and martial arts.
This course does not require word recognition, just listening and understanding.”
Oh my god, literacy class!! Ma Sanpao was about to burst into tears. It was okay for him to be forced to study every day by that unlucky wife. Now even the army has to study.
In order to keep it secret, Jiang Cheng set up his study place in a newly dug tunnel. Ma Sanpao only saw a group of soldiers guarding here with weapons he had never seen before. When he entered the basement, Wang Jiaxiang and Ye Jianying were already there.
Sitting inside, another central leader whose name I could never call was talking to the two of them.
"Uncle Ye, you all know it, right? This thing is actually quite simple." Jiang Cheng said with a smile.
Wang Jiaxiang nodded and said, "Okay, this thing is really amazing. It turns out that when we were in Yan'an, we also took such a video class, but we only listened to it but never used it. This time we used it ourselves, and we were a little nervous.
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The video courses in Yan'an are all operated by selected female soldiers. These female soldiers will not be able to contact other people for a long time in the future, but their salaries and benefits are very high, and in the war years, most of them can accept it.
There was a fat male officer sitting next to Ma Sanpao. Ma Sanpao patted him and asked, "Hey, my name is Ma Sanpao, what's your name?"
The fat officer said with some embarrassment, "I am a Korean, and my name is Kim Sung-ju. Because I killed so many Japanese, I followed the example of our Ming Dynasty emperor Zhu Yuanzhang and changed my name to Kim Il-sung. Please take good care of me in the future."
Seeing that Kim Il Sung was a little embarrassed, Ma Sanpao slapped him on the back and said with a smile, "Don't worry, who am I, Ma Sanpao! If you have any trouble in the future, just come to me."
"Ahem, it's time for class. Our class is a special class. Everything you see and hear will be rotten in your stomach. You just need to use it when fighting. Okay, let's get started." Ye Jianying waved.
Waving his hand, Wang Jiaxiang next to him pressed the button and saw a picture slowly appear on the wall.
Ma Sanpao's mouth grew so big that he couldn't figure out why a painting appeared on a wall and why the painting moved.
"This is a movie, I guess, but I haven't heard of it being made in color." Kim Il Sung murmured.
I only saw a few Chinese characters "Snowfield Guerrilla Tactics" appearing on the screen.
A group of soldiers wearing white cloaks appeared in the video. The weapons they used were immediately recognized by Ma Sanpao as the new weapons they saw last time. They were seen using these weapons to perform various tactics, and then explained the guerrilla warfare in the snowfield.
The key points opened the eyes of Yang Jingyu and others who had always considered themselves experts in mountain guerrilla warfare.
At this time, Wang Yong walked in, handed a telegram to Jiang Cheng and said, "My boss, a call from Yan'an."
Ye Jianying came over curiously and asked, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
Jiang Cheng looked at it and said with joy, "Good news from Yan'an. Our arsenal has tried to produce a rifle and machine gun of our own. I'm going to go over and have a look right away. I'll leave it to a few people in the Northeast."
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Wang Jiaxiang clenched his fists happily and said, "Great, we can also produce weapons ourselves. 203, please go back and take a look. Your help may be needed there."
Jiang Cheng took out three small notebooks and handed them to Wang Jiaxiang. Ye Jianying and Yang Jingyu said, "If you need new supplies, just send a telegram to Yan'an. They will notify me, but the three of you must write the code together. According to
Comrade Li Fuchun's code book is issued, and the code words are different every time. You must follow the order and make sure you don't make mistakes. Only when everything is correct will I deliver the supplies."
Seeing Jiang Cheng being so cautious, Yang Jingyu said understandingly, "Well, it's definitely not easy to transport these supplies. We must make sure that nothing goes wrong just in case."
Jiang Cheng continued to say to Wang Jiaxiang, "I will leave thirty team members here. Firstly, they will guard the warehouse, and secondly, they can provide some manpower for a few people. These people have been trained by Zhou Weiguo to be the same as special forces, although they are not the same as real soldiers."
There is still a bit of a gap between special forces, but we can also teach some tactics to the soldiers."
Wang Jiaxiang nodded repeatedly and said, "Don't worry. Before I came, Chairman Mao had repeatedly emphasized that the guards of the warehouse must be yours."
Jiang Cheng looked at the officers of the special operations group in the classroom who were watching the video carefully and taking notes from time to time, and said with a smile, "Then I will be in Yan'an looking forward to the new Anti-Japanese Alliance's attack on the Japanese."
——Fujinshan
Since the beginning of the Japanese general offensive, Li Zongren's battle line has been pushed all the way from Lu'an to the front line of Fujin Mountain, 150 miles away. Here is the last German army that has just been reorganized - the 71st Army.
After a long year of fighting, all the arms supported by Germany were finally exhausted, and there was no longer any supplies in Chiang Kai-shek's arsenal that could be replenished. The 71st Army was the main force that Chiang Kai-shek tried his best to form, with the purpose of becoming Li Zongren
A trump card in your hand to use at critical moments.
This time has arrived.
Li Zongren stood on Fujin Mountain and looked at Song Xilian in front of him and said, "There are more than 100,000 Japanese troops coming here. Do you have the confidence to stop them?"
Song Xilian stood at attention and said, "Don't worry, Chief Li. We have our 71st Army here, the 77th Army to the north, and the 51st Army to the south. They are all the main forces of the National Army. They will never embarrass the commander and commissioners."
Li Zongren nodded, sighed and said, "Ten days, you must hold on for ten days. After ten days, you can withdraw from the battle. I will use these time to reorganize the troops behind, and Xinyang will be ready by then."
Now, in these ten days, you will not only delay time for the rear, but also undermine the Japanese army’s spirit, do you understand?”
Although Song Xilian is only 31 years old, he is a veteran who has been fighting since the beginning of the Northern Expedition and is known as the "Eagle Dog General". It is worth mentioning that he was once a member of the Red Party and only quit the party after the Zhongshan Ship.
Li Zongren left in a car, and Song Xilian quickly took the time to inspect the position. Before he could complete a circle, a few whines announced the start of the battle.
More than a dozen Japanese bombers swaggered and dropped bombs on Song Xilian's position. Song Xilian squinted at the bombers and yelled, "shoot these bastards down for me."
The anti-aircraft guns covered by branches and sand soon began to fire. As the strongest trump card of the National Army, the 71st Army was equipped with an anti-aircraft battalion.
The Japanese planes never expected that there would be anti-aircraft artillery here. With a "boom", three planes exploded in the air. Other planes hurriedly tried to avoid and escape. In the end, two planes were caught on fire.
"Long live, long live, long live!!" the National Army shouted happily as they watched the iron bird pooping in the sky fly away.
Song Xilian immediately shouted, "Tell the soldiers not to come out and hide in the bunker. The Japanese attack will begin soon."
In the woods seven or eight miles away, two Japanese officers were looking at the map. One smiled and said, "This Fujin Mountain is where the famous Chinese general Song Xilian is stationed. Why don't we let our Sixth Division go? Your Tenth Division has just been reorganized.
I'm afraid I don't have enough fighting strength." The person who spoke was Inaba Shiro who replaced Hisao Tani.
Another person shook his head and said, "Inaba-kun, are you looking down on us? Our 10th Division is willing to fight to the last man to show our loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor." This person is Xiao, the new commander of the 10th Division.
Tsuka Yoshio.
Inaba Shiro thought for a while and said, "How about this? There is also a China Army in the north and a force in the south. How about we draw lots?"
Yoshio Shinozuka nodded and said, "That's okay."
As a result, the Sixth Division was drawn to attack Mount Fujin. Yoshio Shinozuka reluctantly led his troops to the north, and sent a brigade south to cover the Sixth Division's attack on the center.
Seeing the 10th Division leaving, Inaba Shiro picked up his katana and shouted, "Order the artillery units to start attacking!!"
The Sixth Division is an A-class division with about 30,000 troops. The independent artillery wing alone has 36 field guns and 12 120mm howitzers. The infantry wing has a wing artillery squadron and
A rapid-fire artillery squadron, with more than a hundred cannons over 75mm in the entire division.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The yellow-black soil was constantly being lifted up, and the entire Fujin Mountain was constantly shaking.
"Military seat, fight back. If this continues, I'm afraid our soldiers' morale will be shaken." Chen Ruihe of the 36th Division shouted anxiously. As the absolute main force of the German Arms Army, the 71st Army also has a lot of artillery, and it is condescending.
It can't reach the Japanese 120 howitzers, but it can still deal with mountain artillery and field artillery.
Song Xilian shook his head and said firmly, "No, we have too few artillery, and there is no aircraft cover. The Japanese army must come up to achieve maximum effectiveness."
Seeing that only one pillar was left at the gate of Mount Fujin, Inaba Shiro nodded and said, "Infantry attack!!"
The Japanese infantrymen held rifles, bent over, and advanced rapidly. Most of these infantrymen had dark skin, but they were characteristic of soldiers from Southern Kyushu.
"Huh? These soldiers are... They are from the Sixth Division!!" A cry came from the trench and quickly spread to all fronts.
"What, the Sixth Division! You bastard, we finally met them."
"Is it just to slaughter those **** gangs in Nanjing? Brothers, listen to me, no one is allowed to live. As long as they come up, I will keep them all!"
"Haha, come on, come on, give me a few grenades. My brother was killed in Nanjing. Okay, God reincarnates. Even if I die this time, I will support you!"
Song Xilian's 71st Army once participated in the Nanjing Defense War, and many of their relatives and friends were killed by the Sixth Division's butcher's knife. At this time, the enemies saw each other, and they were extremely jealous. Countless soldiers stared wide-eyed, and they were dead.