Chapter 1242 This is much more tiring than fighting
Liu Lang slept deeply.
Extremely rare Shen.
A single soldier king from the future, sleeping soundly without any scruples on the battlefield in this time and space.
Yes, there are no more enemies.
He and the tens of thousands of Chinese soldiers here wiped out all the more than 20,000 Japanese invaders in Eastern Jin Dynasty. After he relaxed his mind, even his steel-reinforced bones and nerves that were tougher than steel wire were a little overwhelmed.
In the eyes of many people, the battle of Jindong was very easy. Moreover, it did not seem to be difficult.
First, they used Jiuguan, Niangziguan, Fululing and other important places to resist the Japanese army until the Japanese army could no longer hold their strength, so they adopted the strategy of dividing their troops, and then defeated them one by one, and finally wiped out the Japanese army.
However, this is just an afterthought. From the moment he knew that he was about to go north with the 22nd Army, Liu Lang began to think about how to fight the battle in Shanxi Province.
As a time traveler, he knows very well how China and Japan fought in this battle, including the final outcome. But this does not mean that he can manipulate the Japanese army at will just by turning on this trick. This is
It's like fighting a red alert. Even if you have lit up all the maps, the few soldiers you have will be crushed by your opponent's powerful strength no matter where you fight.
In the first ten days, no matter how Liu Lang made tactical deductions, he could only treat the independent regiment, which was outstanding among all Chinese armies and even the Japanese army in terms of combat effectiveness, as a firefighter, putting out the fire wherever there was a fire.
However, the final outcome can only be a loss. When the 108th and 109th divisions attack from the southern front, the entire Chinese army's defense line will completely collapse as it did in time and space. At that time, no matter how powerful the independent regiment is,
If you are strong, you have no choice but to retreat, otherwise, it will just be a situation of destruction.
The sudden rise of the independent regiment can at most help Niangziguan defend the defense line for half a month to twenty days longer than before. This is obviously not what Liu Lang wants.
Defending cannot be defended. Then we can only attack.
It's just an independent regiment with only 4,000 people at full strength. Defending may not be a big problem. Even if the Japanese invaders come to an infantry brigade? But attacking out will undoubtedly provide food to the Japanese army. The 20th Division with 105 heavy artillery is not without it.
The 8th Division equipped with heavy artillery can be chased and beaten by him with his artillery. As long as one cannon fire comes, the independent regiment that he has carefully trained for five years will lose one-third of its combat effectiveness.
If you want to attack, you cannot form an independent unit, but must unite all forces that can be united.
And this is easier said than done. Even if it is the Red Army and the 17th Division that is leaning towards the Red Army! You must know that every military order made by these generals affects thousands of people.
The lives of thousands of officers and soldiers don't mean that if Liu Lang draws a big pie on the map, people will agree.
It can be said that Liu Lang spent the most time on the issue of how to unite the 386th Brigade and even the entire 129th Division and the 17th Division.
After convincing the two most important generals, Liu Lang had to worry about the tactical deployment step by step. If any step went wrong, the whole situation would be lost.
Especially those five days when the 17th Division and the Japanese troops were held to death. Lieutenant General Zhao Shoushan could not sleep at night. It was extremely painful to watch his soldiers walk onto the battlefield one by one and then be carried off the battlefield one by one.
Liu Lang, who was far away in Jiuguan, could not sleep. If the 17th Division could not resist until the Japanese army chose to divide its troops and make detours, all the strategies for this battle in Shandong would be reset and completely enter the meat grinder mode until the Japanese army on the southern front.
One and a half divisions attacked Shanxi's eastern flank, and then the defense collapsed.
The 17th Division lived up to his trust and made huge sacrifices to resist for five days and nights just like in the past. The Japanese army finally embarked on the same track as in the past and completely entered the battle mode arranged by Liu Lang.
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But this is just the beginning of the battle. What follows is a battle against the clock one after another, almost accurate to the minute.
Until he lay down on the camp bed just now, Liu Lang had hardly slept more than four hours a day for the past month and a half. He was an iron man and was exhausted at this time.
There was no military thorn or gun under the pillow, but it was still hanging on his waist. He didn't even take off his shoes. Within a few seconds of being glued to the camp bed, Liu Lang quickly fell asleep.
Even the beautiful reporter gently wiped his face and murmured softly: "Thank you, thank you for writing to me. Why do you always have tears in your eyes? Because you love this land deeply! I have never in this life.
Have I ever seen a person like you, brave and wise..."
In front of such a murmur that was almost like a confession, what about Lang Pang? He was snoring happily.
Of course, maybe this is the most correct way to open it, otherwise...
Otherwise, how can the beautiful reporter be more bold in the next moment?
The beautiful reporter is obviously very courageous.
With the faint firelight outside the window of the field tent, as if to check whether she had wiped cleanly, the beautiful reporter gently leaned down and kissed the sleeping Langpang gently on his forehead. She looked at the wipes she had just applied deliberately.
The lipstick mark was like two rose petals on Langpangdi's broad and round forehead, and the beautiful reporter who was bold just now felt a little shy for no reason.
He hurriedly took out a small handkerchief from his arms and carefully wiped it on the red lip mark, until the shape of the petals turned into a light red mass, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. The mark on the lip was gone.
, but the red mass cannot be wiped away no matter what. If you want to dry it, you have to use strong force.
But obviously, that would wake up Lang Pang.
"Hmph! If I had known earlier, I should have stopped wiping it off, otherwise you would be laughed at tomorrow." The beautiful reporter blushed and spat at Lang Pang, who was still sleeping peacefully. Then, she looked around with a guilty conscience. She didn't know if she was helping.
I still thought of a reason for Lang Pang, "If it was a collision during a battle, no one should doubt it!"
After thinking about it for a while, the beautiful reporter was quite careful. "After tomorrow, there should be some black spots, so just put some more dust on it and it will be fine." While talking to himself, he dipped his fingers from the ground again.
Dot some dust and re-apply onto the lipstick mark.
She had no idea that she had just wiped this area clean.
It wasn't until the crime scene was evenly smeared with black ash and no flaws could be seen when looking left and right that the beautiful reporter clapped her hands with satisfaction and was in a happy mood. She even made love to the sleeping Lang Pang in a good mood.
He made a face and then left gently.
Like a little girl who secretly ate the biscuits made by her mother in the kitchen. She is no longer as calm and mature as before, but more playful and cute.
Maybe it was because of the successive victories on the eastern Shanxi front. Or maybe it was because, in her eyes, a fat man who was both talented and handsome had all his body parts intact except for a few patches of black ash on his face, which put her in a good mood.
Bar!
Tonight's Liuxueyuan is not quite like Liuxueyuan, but it is still very much like Liuxueyuan.
Isn't her heart, like the words she writes, like a blazing fire?
Liu Xueyuan, who left quietly, didn't know that the moment she kissed a sleeping fat man's forehead, his hands suddenly tightened the quilt in a dark corner of the camp bed.
Yes, even if he relaxed his vigilance and fell asleep for the first time because of extreme exhaustion, the strongest individual soldier never put his life in the hands of others. When Liu Xueyuan put a wet towel on his forehead, he was still there
Wake up immediately.
However, due to his trust in the guard platoon, his body did not react excessively. The familiar fragrance coming from his nose already let him know who the person was. Here, except for her, no one could pass the guard.
Platoon enters the tent alone. Especially when he is asleep.
If you take a close-up, the paw behaves like a fertilized, no, frightened bunny. There is fear, it seems, and a little aggrieved.
Wife, please forgive me! I was forced. A certain fat man quietly tightened the quilt, roaring in his heart with grievance and anger.
In fact, only Lang Pang knows it best. At this moment, it seems that the biggest feeling in his heart is confusion!
Should he be awake during this time? Or should he be awake?
In the face of the raging secretion of male hormones after the aftermath of war, everything else is really forgotten. For a soldier, after the violent killing, the only thing that can soothe their hearts is the tenderness of a woman. Otherwise, the only thing that can soothe their hearts is the tenderness of a woman.
, they will gradually sink in the constant killing, until they become a killing machine that has lost human emotions.
For Liu Lang to be able to choose to be entangled in the face of the temptation that is full of fragrance when the distance is never more than ten centimeters, and to reach out for a hug, it is because of his long-term training that his nerves are far more tenacious than ordinary people, and because of the habitual one-man-one-one mentality of later generations.
It's just restricted by the wife system. If it were anyone else, maybe they wouldn't have to worry about it long ago.
He was sure that Zhao Ergou must have gone to find his wife again that night after the victory. But he didn't know if the head nurse Xiao Cuier had time to pay attention to this guy at the moment. He probably didn't have time.
It is said that there are many wounded in the first battalion this time. In addition to him, the other two remaining soldiers of the third infantry squad of Lao Monkey were also seriously injured in this sniper battle. Doctors have not yet dared to judge whether they can survive.
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It's a pity that he didn't finish the struggle. The beautiful reporter who was bold enough to push him back immediately became shy. Not only did she wipe the lipstick she had just applied gently with a handkerchief with her faint body fragrance, but she also took it with her
The ashes on the ground disguised the scene of his "injury".
I go... Lang Pang was absolutely shattered at that moment.
Sister, didn't you just try so hard to wipe it clean for me? And, I will do it myself. Now I just ask you, don't wipe it.
You know, for a man, what is the hardest thing to resist? It is not the enemy's bullets. It is, only ten centimeters away from your body, two heavy soft lumps are not only dangling, but also fragrant, but you only
Able to drag the quilt with grief and anger and pretend to sleep.
Lang Pang is sure that as soon as he wakes up, this already shy beautiful reporter will definitely run away faster than a rabbit. What can make a rabbit run fast? It's a wolf!
Well, the name of Lang Tuan Zuo, no, it is Wolf Tuan Zuo, will definitely be spread among the 20,000 troops before dawn tomorrow. You know, he is asleep, but more than half of the 20,000 troops are not asleep and are still changing shifts.
Moving supplies!
So why do you think you're so horny even though you haven't eaten any meat? How could Lang Fat make that mistake?
This really tests one’s willpower!
After finally waiting until the beautiful reporter left, Liu Lang breathed a sigh of relief.
Damn my dear, this is more tiring than fighting for a month.