It was already May 1st, and the Huiji River on the edge of Tuocheng, Henan, was flowing slowly. Because it was the dry season, the river channel became narrower, and large stretches of river beach were exposed on both sides.
As early as three days ago, the Central Military Engineering Corps had built three pontoons on the narrowest river channel that could pass trucks.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, all the large troops had passed through the pontoon bridge and headed towards Guide. The officers and soldiers of the Engineer Corps could finally take a breath and began to cook rice. They had not eaten hot food for three days, and most of the officers and soldiers were lying on their quilts.
On the river beach warmed by the sun, some smoked and chatted, and some fell asleep directly.
At this time, another team came from the west, with hundreds of people driving more than 20 carriages. When they arrived at the bridge, they negotiated with the sentries and then went all the way to the pontoon bridge.
The officers and soldiers of the Engineer Regiment watched this group of ragged troops crossing the bridge with indifferent and slightly contemptuous eyes.
What kind of army is this? No, it can no longer be regarded as an army. If they hadn't carried a few tattered rifles on their backs, they would be no different from civilians. The worn iron-gray military uniforms have been covered with thick loess and dust, old and young.
No, none of them were in their prime. The carriage was packed full of supplies, which made the wooden planks on the bridge creak.
This team is naturally Zhou Wen's supplementary regiment. Since setting off with the Sixth Brigade, the young and old men of the supplementary regiment have had their eyes opened. Thousands of troops, hundreds of cavalry, countless
Trucks and carriages, and countless artillery pieces of all kinds, all passed in front of them, moving forward.
The past ten days of the supplementary group have been really relaxing and comfortable. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are out for an outing. Although they look ragged and miserable, in fact they are all for outsiders to see.
Set off with the army, surrounded by friendly troops. There is no need for any reconnaissance and sentry. Just follow the orders from the brigade headquarters. Where to go and where to rest are clearly stated in the order. Zhao Changshu has given special attention to it, no matter it is
The soldiers who came to deliver orders and the officers who came to direct the transportation were all polite. No one bothered you or yelled at you.
In accordance with the order, the supplementary regiment has always maintained a distance of about five miles from the brigade headquarters. No one will take care of you at ordinary times. The supplies and food are sufficient. Except for the daily supply to the brigade headquarters, the rest are open for manufacturing.
To be honest, the equipment and material supply of the Jin Army are really the best in China. Each brigade has an artillery regiment, and machine guns are equipped to the platoon, two in each platoon. The Jin-made Thomson gun is assigned to the squad, and the first squad
Two. There is plenty of ammunition and food, and there are even cans.
We walked less than 200 kilometers in more than ten days. To the old and young men who supplemented the group, it was still just a play. Walking, watching and eating canned food, you said it was pleasant or not. It was just like a tourist group.
Zhou Wen is the same. His nerves that have been tense have rarely relaxed for a few days. Recently, the transportation team has only been given two tasks. One is to observe and draw topographic maps along the road as a team. Wherever there are villages and rivers, they must be
Mark it and redraw it ten times if you make a mistake.
The second is to let the team members continue to be proficient in sign language training. Even many communications require sign language.
So the veterans who drove the carriage looked at these children with smiles all day long, gesticulating various movements with their hands like dumb people. Whenever they made a mistake, they would consciously run to the carriage and kiss the horse's butt. If they made a mistake again, they would kiss the donkey's butt.
The third time I made a mistake, I ran around naked, making everyone laugh so hard.
Zhou Wen also made another important discovery. When he passed through Linying County, he bought a few roast chickens to prepare for the body, and stored them in the Buddhist bead space. Then he forgot about it, and when he remembered it, three days had passed. He thought that maybe
It broke, but when I took it out, I found that it looked exactly the same as when I put it in, and it still smelled good.
This is an incredible discovery. The Buddhist bead space actually has the function of stopping time? Zhou Wen guessed, and quickly took back all the talkers, and put them into the space after charging. This electronic equipment is the most susceptible to aging.
, if it is as I guessed, and the space is recovered and saved when not in use, then these intercoms should be able to be used for many years.
Zhou Wen's prayer bead space now contains, in addition to gold bars and communicators piled in a corner, several hundred oceans, several kettles filled with water, two empty Thomson bombs and four drums.
Dozens of flatbreads and a small bag of salt. Not to mention the roasted chickens. These are life-saving items in emergencies. They basically filled most of the space.
After a few days like this, the situation gradually became tense, and more supplies were sent to the brigade headquarters. The messengers kept rushing back and forth, and the sound of gunfire from the direction of Guide became more and more intense. Zhao Changshu is really interesting, the military situation every day
A copy of the report was sent to the supplementary group, so Zhou Wen also had a better understanding of the battle situation ahead.
Now the main force of the Central Route Army is passing through Guide and attacking in the direction of Xuzhou, while the National Army is also attacking in the direction of Guide from Xuzhou. The main forces of both sides met at the small station of Mamuji on the Longhai Line. When they started fighting fiercely, they both had to strive to capture the enemy.
Defeat the opponent, thereby opening up the attack route.
Zhou Wen and his supplementary regiment had already arrived at the Longhai Railway and were stationed in a village twenty miles away from Guide.
On this day, Uncle Wu led people to deliver supplies to the brigade headquarters. Just after he came back, Wang Huzi called Zhou Wen into the temporary regiment headquarters. Uncle Wu took a sip of water and said: "Awen, your fellow countryman Zhang Cheng quietly said to me today
, it is said that the Mamuji station in front of Guide may not be able to be defended. The National Army seems to have used some kind of iron lump. It can run and fire. The bullets cannot penetrate it. Many people in the middle route army died and they can't stop it.
.Let us be prepared to retreat along the railway line at any time."
However, Zhou Wen knew the details of the Mamuji Battle and couldn't help but remember it, because this was the first battle in China's history where tanks were used in combat.
At that time, because the National Army was unable to overcome the Jin Army's defense line in Mamuji after several days of continuous attacks, the principal's favorite student Du Luming asked for a fight and took the lead in the attack with three crude tanks modified from old armored vehicles and thickened iron sheets.
The Jin army had no experience in dealing with tanks. Most of the officers and soldiers had never even heard of a tank. They looked at a tall and powerful iron lump roaring and shouting, rushing over with black smoke, and the machine gun on it kept spitting out
It was ignited with tongues of fire. It couldn't be penetrated by bullets or blasts, and trenches couldn't stop it from moving forward. It collapsed in an instant.
The National Army used tanks to clear the way, and the Jin army was able to break through three lines of defense in succession, and finally had to withdraw from Mamuji. One of the National Army's tanks also got stuck in a trench and was burned down.
Zhou Wen walked back and forth thinking, and finally said: "Uncle Beard, Old Uncle Wu, I think tonight, whether we retreat or not, I will take the transport team to the Yellow River. There are fewer troops there and it is more convenient.
Hidden. The time I've been waiting for is coming soon. If it succeeds, it won't take long for us to meet again."
