Yang Ling's report to the brigade headquarters was not taken seriously due to the interference of the chief of staff, which made him very angry.
But most of what he knew came from his own vague memories, and now he couldn't produce convincing evidence, so he was very helpless.
Thinking that the 302nd Regiment, which had already gone to the front line of Minshan, might encounter a strong enemy and lose many outstanding soldiers, his heart could not calm down and he was a little upset.
"Brother Yang, don't blame me for talking too much. The chief of staff is our commander after all. Don't talk back to him in the future. If this continues, it will not be good for us."
Seeing that Yang Ling looked a little unhappy, thinking that he was unhappy at being pushed back by the chief of staff, Zhang Handuo sighed and spoke out his inner thoughts.
Although Zhang Handuo also disliked those people in the staff office, he also knew that if they went against the people in the staff office, they would definitely suffer.
Yang Ling complained dissatisfiedly: "As a staff officer, you must know the situation of each unit of the enemy and ours, and know the terrain, climate, roads and other conditions of the combat area by heart so that the commander can make correct decisions. However,
Look at what our advisers have done?"
Zhang Handuo also shook his head slightly. If the staff really did what Yang Ling said, how could their troops always fall into a passive state.
Their brothers risked their lives and blood for the survival of the country and were not afraid of death, but Yang Ling did not want his brothers to be killed by those armchair advisers.
"What are you going to do?" Seeing Yang Ling's bad mood, Zhang Handuo changed the subject in time.
Yang Ling stopped and looked at the camp among the undulating mountains that was darkened due to the light control. He took a deep breath and said, "We can't count on the brigade headquarters. Now we can only send someone to remind Captain Lin. I hope it's too late."
Zhang Handuo agreed with Yang Ling's opinion, turned around and told the adjutant: "Immediately ask the communications squad to send people on fast horses to the 302nd Regiment to remind Commander Lin Xiufeng that the Japanese 6th Brigade may also be heading towards Minshan.
, let him pay attention."
"Yes!" The adjutant hesitated for a moment, then saluted a military salute and quickly disappeared into the darkness, preparing to remind them in the name of friendly forces.
Although their 51st Division can be regarded as the main infantry division in the National Revolutionary Army, the radio station is only assigned to the brigade level, and units below the regiment and battalion rely on temporary telephones for communication.
Now that Lin Xiufeng's 302nd Regiment was on its way to Minshan, Yang Ling and the others could only send out communications troops, hoping to make it in time.
Yang Ling thought for a while and then said to Zhang Handuo: "If they encounter the Japanese army in Minshan, our regiment will inevitably be involved in the battle. We also have to prepare in advance to avoid being in a hurry."
Departing the troops is not a simple matter of just leaving. Preparing dry food, dismantling heavy weapons, loading and unloading ammunition, packaging of salutes, assembly of battalions, and troop marching order will delay a lot of time.
Zhang Handuo also knew very well in his heart that if the 302nd Regiment really got into a fight with the Japanese army, their regiment would definitely not be able to escape and would have to be reinforced. Therefore, he had no objection to Yang Ling's proposal and was prepared.
"Then let's split up. I'll go back to the regiment headquarters to convene the staff to formulate a marching battle plan. You can tell each battalion separately to be ready to leave at any time."
The regiment leader Zhang Handuo and Yang Ling said goodbye and left in a hurry. Yang Ling also went straight to each battalion to notify them separately.
"Regiment deputy, are we going to fight?" Wang Huzi and others immediately became excited when they heard that they were ready to leave at any time.
These days, they have been digging trenches and training in De'an all day long. Watching the friendly troops fighting lively in front, their hands have been itching for a long time.
"The brigade headquarters hasn't issued the combat order yet, but I guess it will be soon. You should prepare it first, so that we don't have to fight it when the time comes. Your procrastination will embarrass me."
Yang Ling saw that his brothers were very enthusiastic about fighting, and his mood improved. However, he would not pretend to pass military orders, but would explain the situation clearly to them.
"Hey, don't worry, Lieutenant Commander. The brothers have been holding back their energy and have long been looking forward to a fight with the little devil. I guarantee that the little devil will never come back."
Honorary Company Commander Blacksmith and the others have been undergoing restorative training since recovering from injuries in the hospital. Although they bear the title of honorary veterans, they are in name only. They also want to show off their skills on the battlefield and let other companies see that they are not embroidered pillows.
"Okay, prepare secretly and keep quiet. If there is an order, you will be notified immediately." After Yang Ling left the third camp, he went straight to the first camp.
Under the orders of Yang Ling and Zhang Handuo, the battalions of the 30th Regiment began intensive pre-war mobilization preparations, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Yang Ling was busy until about ten o'clock in the evening. Because he was worried about the situation in the direction of Minshan, he didn't fall asleep until late at night.
Although Yang Ling is only a regiment-level commander, he can act according to his commander's orders without thinking too much.
But Yang Ling also knew in his heart that he had the lives of more than 2,000 brothers in his hands, was under great pressure, and had to plan for a rainy day.
Yang Ling was woken up by the orderly Hu Zi from his sleep. He sat up with a start, opened his eyes and looked outside the tent. It was already dawn.
"What's going on?" Yang Ling asked.
Huzi replied: "We have arrived at the regimental headquarters and I want you to go there immediately."
When Yang Ling heard that brigade commander Zhou Zhidao had arrived at the regiment headquarters, he had a premonition that something was going to happen. Without any hesitation, he grabbed his clothes and ran out of the tent.
When he walked out of the tent, he saw that the brothers had begun to gather amidst the shouts of the officers, and the atmosphere was tense.
"Travel seat——" Stepping into the somewhat dim regimental tent, Yang Ling immediately saw brigade commander Zhou Zhidao standing in front of the map.
Brigadier Zhou Zhidao changed his usual calm demeanor and looked a little anxious.
"Yang Ling, your judgment is correct. I just received a report from the 302nd Regiment. They encountered a large number of Japanese troops in the Minshan area. I need your regiment to reinforce them immediately. The Japanese troops must be blocked in Minshan.
Mountain."
Brigadier Zhou Zhidao pointed at the map and said to Yang Ling and Zhang Handuo in an unquestionable tone.
Yang Ling straightened up and said loudly: "Prince, give me the order! Make sure to keep the little Japs away from Minshan!"
Seeing that Yang Ling was not dissatisfied because of what happened yesterday, but accepted the mission with full enthusiasm, brigade commander Zhou Zhidao was stunned for a moment, and then nodded with satisfaction.
"Okay, Yang Ling will lead one battalion as the vanguard to advance lightly, and quickly reinforce them." Zhou Zhidao said to Zhang Handuo again: "Captain Zhang, you lead the other two battalions with heavy weapons to follow."
"Yes!" Zhang Handuo and Yang Ling both stood up and saluted, then turned and left the tent.
Because Yang Ling and the others had issued the order to prepare for combat mobilization last night, the troops assembled very quickly. Ten minutes later, Yang Ling personally led the third battalion to take the lead in starting a rapid march in the direction of Minshan.
The commander of the regiment, Zhang Handuo, was not slow either. He carried heavy weapons and baggage but was only half an hour too late to set off. Their speed was so fast that even the brigade commander Zhou Zhidao felt incredible.