Chapter five hundred and eighty third complex faction
Although Zhang Qingyun, the regiment's chief of staff, was terribly frightened, facing the questioning looks from around him, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and demand to act together with the troops.
Because in such a combat unit, if an officer wants to establish prestige and win the true respect and trust of grassroots officers and soldiers, it is not enough to rely solely on his rank and position.
Perhaps relying on military rank and position on weekdays can make lower-level officers and soldiers obey orders, but in a complex battlefield environment, lower-level officers and soldiers are more willing to listen to orders from officers with low military ranks but rich combat experience.
Although Zhang Qingyun officially serves in Yangling's group, he also works hard to express himself, and everyone treats him respectfully.
But Zhang Qingyun knew that any orders and suggestions from his regiment chief of staff could not leave the regiment headquarters. On the surface, the officers and soldiers treated him with respect, but behind the scenes, they did not take his words seriously.
Zhang Qingyun is not a fool, and he naturally knows the reason for all this. After all, on such a battlefield, no one is willing to hand over his life to a strange commander who comes suddenly.
So when Yang Ling carried a gun and wanted to go to the battlefield to be with the attacking brothers, he also volunteered and asked to go to the battlefield.
But he had no combat experience on the battlefield. When he followed Yang Ling to the battlefield, he couldn't help but feel scared when he saw the dangerous aura of the black army on the other side of the Japanese camp.
Only then did he subconsciously ask First Battalion Commander Lu Xing to send people to investigate for news about the Japanese, hoping to make sure everything was safe, but this undoubtedly exposed his inner fear.
Yang Lingrang stayed on the battlefield and saw through his thoughts. The battlefield situation was changing rapidly. Every battle was like standing on the edge of a knife and dancing. It was impossible to eliminate all dangers.
But when he arrived on the battlefield, he stayed on the battlefield and watched the brothers fight. Zhang Qingyun was ready to risk his life and still insisted on acting with the attacking troops.
Zhang Qingyun's persistence impressed Yang Ling, and his favorable impression of him also increased a lot.
Although Zhang Qingyun's resume seemed to be just an ordinary transfer, Yang Ling also found out a lot about him from the brigade. Yang Ling had never been very fond of such powerful young men who came to the battlefield to gild the battlefield.
After all, fighting in a war is not just about playing house, it involves bloodshed. It is undoubtedly a constraint to bring in someone with such a strong background but no combat experience.
But Zhang Qingyun wanted to join their regiment as chief of staff by name. Even brigade commander Zhou Zhidao had no choice but to compromise, and Yang Ling was helpless.
After all, their regiment stole the show all the way through this battle. Although the casualties were relatively high, they made a name for themselves and were ranked among the top ranks even among the main forces.
It is said that people are afraid of being famous like pigs are afraid of being strong. Once a person becomes famous, all factions will come to him to win over him and compliment him. If he refuses, he will offend others, and I am afraid that he will be secretly attacked by all parties.
Although this time, brigade commander Zhou Zhidao was at the front, saving Yang Ling a lot of trouble, but after all, Zhou Zhidao's abilities were limited. Zhang Qingyun came to the regiment as chief of staff, and more people were recruited to the regiment through recruitment.
Yang Ling is just a small group leader. Although he knows about these things, sometimes he can only turn a blind eye.
As long as those who secretly come in through rectification can keep their peace and fight against the Japanese, he will certainly treat them equally. If they threaten the foundation of the army, he, Yang Ling, will not be ruthless.
"Since Chief of Staff Zhang insists on operating with the troops, let's go with the First Battalion."
When Yang Ling saw that Zhang Qingyun insisted on operating with the troops, he did not refuse. If he saw the cruelty of the battlefield, it would be best to retreat.
"Yes!" Zhang Qingyun finally felt relieved when he saw that Yang Ling agreed to act with the troops.
But the first battalion commander Lu Xing complained in his heart. Everyone in the regiment knew that this chief of staff had a profound background. Placing him next to him would undoubtedly be a time bomb.
If Chief of Staff Zhang makes any mistakes during the battle, I'm afraid he will also be killed.
"Captain Lu, please take care of me." Zhang Qingyun happily extended his hand to Lu Xing, who was looking grim.
"Definitely, definitely." Lu Xing could only squeeze out a smile and shake hands with Zhang Qingyun at this moment. He turned to his guards and ordered: "I will protect Chief of Staff Zhang later!"
"Yes!" Several guards agreed loudly and hastily.
Seeing Yang Ling throw this hot potato to Lu Xing, the other battalion commanders breathed a sigh of relief and showed expressions of gloating.
Yang Ling and the others waited quietly in the darkness. The brothers had already unsheathed their bayonets and loaded their bullets, waiting for the order to attack.
In the brigade headquarters in the forward bunker, the phones were ringing one after another, and the staff were busy. Brigadier Zhou Zhidao was sitting on the ammunition box, raising his hand to look at his watch from time to time.
"Brigade, twenty assault combat platoons have lurked at the enemy's front line."
"Report to the brigade, the 302nd Regiment reports that the attack troops are ready!"
"Brigade, Commander Yang of the 301st Regiment reported that the sharp knife assault company is in position."
"Report, the artillery battalion has completed artillery preparations!"
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"Brigade, the division headquarters is calling to inquire about the troops' preparations. How do you respond?" The combat staff trotted up to Zhou Zhidao to ask for instructions.
Zhou Zhidao replied calmly: "Report to the division headquarters that our 151st Brigade has completed preparations for the attack and can launch an attack at any time."
"Yes!" The combat staff hurried to the phone to call back.
On the entire side of Mahuiling's ** team, countless troops were moving to the front trenches to hide under cover of night, and the artillery of various calibers hidden during the day also had their gun jackets removed.
Amidst the creaking metal friction, the dimly glowing cannon barrels raised their dark barrels. The artillerymen were resting and firing at various elements through the day's reconnaissance data.
The Chinese ** team once launched an attack on the Japanese during the day, but faced with the fierce firepower of the Japanese, each attack would leave countless corpses behind and ended in failure.
Through countless painful lessons, the Chinese team is also progressing and growing, and the night has become the best cover for their offense.
The tense atmosphere before the war enveloped all the defense lines of the Chinese ***. This was a fierce offensive operation. The degree of blow to the Japanese would determine whether they could successfully retreat to the Wushimen defense line.
"Tell the combat troops on the frontline that they must act according to the predetermined plan. Anyone who retreats without permission in advance will be subject to military law!"
Zhou Zhidao was worried that some troops would retreat early and cause the entire plan to go bankrupt, so he had to warn them again and again.
"Yes!" After receiving the order, the adjutant quickly ran to the phone and called the forward troops one by one to notify them.
While the adjutant was on the phone conveying the order from the brigade headquarters to the forward combat troops, the forward troops were conducting a fire test against the Japanese.
In front of Yang Ling's group, more than a dozen combat groups led by Liu Yidao had sneaked to the outskirts of the Japanese position under the cover of night.