After reading Yu Zhiqian's introduction, Yu Chengwan looked at the distance on the map, paced back and forth, pointed at Chongqing, and finally shook his head: "Chongqing is unlikely. There is still a long distance. They are isolated and helpless. Don’t dare to rush in! But!”
Having said this, Yu Chengwan paused and pointed to Changsha: "The Japs failed to attack Changsha three times. They never gave up. This time they used smoke bombs to confuse us. It seemed that they were attacking the Henan, Hunan and Guangxi areas, but in fact The target is still here! Changsha!"
"Capturing Changde will give the Japanese an active point in attacking Changsha. If they advance, they can continue to harass Wuzhou and other areas around Changsha, and if they retreat, they can deny the defense of Yuanjiang!" Yu Chengwan's eyes burst out with an astonishing light, He looked at his staff officer: "Now you immediately send a signal to the headquarters. The Japanese invaders are actually attacking Changde on the pretext of attacking the Henan, Hunan, and Guangxi areas. If Changde is lost, Changsha will not be protected. We hope for immediate support!"
After finishing speaking, he looked at another staff officer: "Instruct the 169th Regiment, 170th Regiment, 171st Regiment, and 172nd Regiment to be ready for battle at any time, and be careful of sneak attacks by little Japs!"
"yes!"
Soon, the entire 57th Division began to get busy. After Yu Zhiqian saw this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief. In the historical battle of Changde, Yu Chengwan did not wait until the Japanese began to attack Changde on a large scale. react to.
The Japanese troops pressed into the city, and several important city gates in Changde were quickly lost one after another, which caused a subsequent disadvantage. If they could hold on longer at the city gate and build more fortifications in the city, maybe Changde could defend more time.
"As expected of you, you are intelligence officers. You can see the key to the problem at a glance!" Yu Chengwan took out a cigarette and gave it to Yu Zhiqian. Although there was a worried look on his face, he felt a little more relaxed.
"Yes, this is our duty!"
After finishing speaking, Yu Zhiqian took out his camera: "General, can I take a picture for you?"
"Taking photos? Yes! Come on, come on, everyone who has nothing to do, we, Captain Yu, will take a photo with everyone!"
Several staff members on standby immediately ran over. Yu Zhiqian took out his camera. Yu Chengwan looked around: "The light is so dark now? Can I take a picture?"
"It's okay. New camera, don't worry!" After saying that, he turned on the flash, signaled everyone to be ready, and pressed the shutter.
After taking photos of some people individually, Yu Zhiqian was placed in a separate room next to the headquarters. After Wang Youcai sent Yu Zhiqian back to the room, he rushed back to his military camp.
On my first day here, I fought a low-intensity battle, met General Yu Chengwan, a group of lovely people, and what the country looked like during the Republic of China.
When Changde was in the Republic of China, it was considered a land of plenty. It was an important grain-producing area. However, when I saw some people here who had not had time to run out, they were all a bit sallow and thin. There were also soldiers. The 57th Division was considered an elite soldier, but Many soldiers are very thin, and there is no trace of elites.
This is a difficult era, and a great nation is slowly awakening.
At night, at twelve o'clock, around the Changde city wall, a group of soldiers moved along the hanging baskets lowered on the city wall, transporting bullets and weapons from the Japanese corpses on the ground to the city wall. Although the battle had not yet started, fifty The Seventh Division's ammunition is relatively sufficient, but these soldiers who have experienced countless battlefields know what it means to be prepared for a rainy day.
Yu Zhiqian couldn't sleep, so he put on his clothes, took his weapon, and hid his backpack, and prepared to walk around the streets. Nowadays, Changde is basically empty of ten rooms. At night, except for patrolling soldiers, no one can be seen. shadow.
After walking about two hundred meters from the headquarters, Yu Zhiqian saw a faint light coming out, and immediately walked over slowly out of curiosity. He saw a noodle pattern hanging in front of the door of an old-fashioned building. It should be It's a noodle shop.
"welcome!"
Opening the door, I saw a traditional tavern with several square tables and benches. There was a small heater in the middle. An old man with gray hair stood in front of the counter, smoking an old-fashioned tavern. When he saw someone coming in, he immediately put down his cigarette basket and looked at Yu Zhiqian.
"Boss, what's there to eat?"
The boss turned around and pointed to the sign hanging behind him: "Master Jun, the food in the city has been tight recently. We only have Yangchun noodles and egg noodles, nothing else, and some drinks!"
"No, just one egg noodles!"
After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, he was about to pay the bill, but he was embarrassed to find that he didn't seem to have the currency of the Republic of China. He coughed lightly: "Um, boss, no, I don't have any money!"
"You don't need money, the kidnappers are going to call you, so why do you need any more money?"
After saying that, he slowly walked towards the kitchen. Yu Zhiqian looked at the noodle shop. It looked like it had definitely seen better days. He might have given away a few old men.
More than ten minutes later, the boss came over with noodles and placed them next to Yu Zhiqian. Yu Zhiqian looked at them and said, "Does the boss have any garlic?"
"No, but do you want some spicy food?"
“Come on some!”
"Okay, wait!"
The portion of noodles in this era was very generous. There was a big porcelain bowl full of noodles. Yu Zhiqian picked it up with chopsticks and took a big bite, feeling comfortable all over.
"Boss, everyone in the city has moved, why don't you leave?"
The boss gently knocked on his cigarette pole: "Sir, where are we going? My original home was in Beijing, but then the Japs came and I ran to Changsha. There was a war in Changsha two years ago, and I came here again. Pan Xia I could still walk in this store before, but now I'm old and can't walk anymore, and I don't want to leave. If the little devil dares to come, I will fight for my old bones to replace it!" After finishing speaking, he moved the counter. An old-fashioned rifle was taken out from the back.
"Boss, what about your family?"
When Yu Zhiqian heard the boss telling a story, he immediately slowed down his eating speed and listened carefully.
"My wife was killed by the Japanese on the way to escape. My two sons were sent to serve in the army. The eldest son died in Changsha a few years ago. He was already a deputy platoon leader when he died. He wrote to me saying that he was killed He killed two little devils and avenged his mother. His younger son was also sent to serve as a soldier last year. No, he has been gone for almost a year and there has been no news!"
After hearing this, Yu Zhiqian was in awe, stood up and saluted the boss. The boss grinned: "Sir, don't do this. I can't bear it, little old man. I'm old and useless. I just hope You guys should drive out those little devils who suffered a thousand blows as soon as possible, and let us live a good life as soon as possible!"
"Don't worry, it will definitely happen!"
The boss nodded, sat on the rocking chair, closed his eyes, and began to hum a Beijing ditty, which was very charming. Maybe he was homesick.
