Chapter 2: Cross-flow (Six Dimensions)

"No." The guerrilla cadres shouted in their hearts, and they all turned their eyes to Zhao Tianlong. In front of outsiders, everyone could actively maintain the authority of Zhang Songling, the new captain, but Zhou Heichang came tonight too strange. It is very likely that the ultimate goal of this trip was to lure the guerrillas down the mountain to accompany him to deal with Eryu's last time. As for using the captive's heart to worship the Red Team, they probably would have to be ranked second.

Zhao Tianlong also felt that the things tonight were full of weirdness, but he was more confident in Zhang Songling than everyone, and he was unwilling to believe that Zhou Heichang, who had been with him for many years, would suddenly become unhuman after putting on the clothes of a battalion commander. He felt the anxiety in everyone's eyes, smiled, and shook his head gently to everyone.

Everyone had no choice but to continue to see how Zhou Heichang dug a hole for the guerrillas with anxiety. The latter gently prying open Zhang Songling's fingers, clearing his throat, and proclaiming proudly, "Not only our independent battalion, but also the 93rd Regiment of the newly formed 31st Division is also with us. The Japanese's Son Jade Squadron, this time, this time, it will definitely be doomed."

"Newly compiled 31st Division." Zhang Songling's body shook obviously, and his expression on his face was gloomy and gloomy. He was too familiar with the number of the 31st Division. He was once one of the main forces of the 26th Route. The division commander Chi Fengcheng was a scholar like him. His old partner Liao Wenhua also served as platoon leader in this division. During the Battle of Peking and the Battle of Niangziguan, the division fought very tenaciously, but the most famous was Taierzhuang. According to Zhang Songling's knowledge on the way to the grassland, Chi Fengcheng and his brothers blocked the Sigu Division for eight days and nine nights. While the opponent used poison gas bombs to assist, they still fought to the death until Tang Enbo's army arrived and attacked the Sigu Division forward and backward completely drove the Sheep.

It can be said that if the National Revolutionary Army can win the Taierzhuang Battle, the 31st Division will be the first to achieve its success. Without the succession of the soldiers of the division, not only will Li Zongren's combat goals not be successfully achieved, but the entire National Revolutionary Army will also be poked a huge hole by the Japanese, and the entire Second War Zone will face a catastrophe.

However, such a meritorious army has become a lamb at slaughter in a blink of an eye. Not only has the losses in the Taierzhuang battle not been replenished in time, but now, it has even given the number to others, and has no connection with Lao Twenty-sixth Routes.

"Yes, the newly compiled 93rd Regiment of the 31st Division is actually the second Regiment of the original 211th Brigade. It was just reorganized last fall. The entire regiment had all Soviet weapons, machine guns, mortars, and water beads, all of which were transported from the Soviet Union by plane. The light machine gun also carried a round plate, and it was fast and fierce, but it was much stronger than the little Japanese slut." Zhou Heicang did not know that Zhang Songling and the 31st Division had such a deep connection. Seeing that the other party's face changed slightly, he thought he was envious of finding a big backer, splitting his mouth and continuing to explain proudly, (Note 1)

"Oh." Zhang Songling nodded slightly, with a very reluctant smile on his face. "Since it was the main group under General Fu Zuoyi's command, the Eryu Squadron must be doomed this time. If our brothers and family don't speak the two families, please give us avenge for Mr. Hong."

"We brothers, you need to be so polite. The person I admired the most before was Master Hong. Even if you don't speak, our independent camp will never give up with the Eryu Squadron." Zhou Heitan raised his head high and interrupted without hesitation.

"Although I am a good brother, I am still very grateful to Brother Zhou." Zhang Songling took a step back and bowed to Zhou Heicang seriously. "Brother Zhou is going well. I will definitely prepare fine wine and fat sheep at home when the independent camp cuts off Eryu's last head and hold a banquet for Brother Zhou to celebrate."

"No, don't, don't be polite." Zhou Heicang received such a big gift from Zhang Songling for the first time. He hurriedly walked forward, reached out to support him, raised his arm halfway, and suddenly was stunned, his smile froze on his face, "You, what did you just said, hold a banquet to celebrate me, you, aren't your guerrillas going together?"

"If Brother Zhou took the Independent Battalion to intercept the Eryu Squadron, the guerrillas would of course sacrifice their lives to accompany him." Zhang Songling put away his smile and responded seriously, "But with a main group under General Fu Zuoyi's command, our guerrillas may not be able to help much if they go there. If they don't do it well, they will have to drag the brothers' troops back because of the difficulty of logistics supply, so I."

"Hmm." Several guerrilla cadres standing behind Zhang Songling covered their mouths with their hands and kept coughing. They all thought that their captain was simply easy to cheat. It turned out that Zhou Heikang was the real second-hand man. He had been in circling for so much time in vain, but he did not achieve any purpose. Instead, he was tied up by Captain Zhang. If he didn't take Eryu's last head, it would be difficult to climb the gate of the guerrillas again.

"This seems not very good, it's not suitable." Zhou Heichang didn't bother to argue with the soldiers below, and grabbed Zhang Songling's hand and refused to let go. "After all, it's for the guerrillas. I, Zhou Heichang, have no choice but to do so. They are the 93rd Regiment, but they have no friendship with us."

"Since it is the main force of the National Revolutionary Army and has just changed into Sujiao, isn't fighting the Japanese still their duty?" Zhang Songling widened his innocent big eyes and continued to pretend to be stupid with Zhou Heicang.

"Of course, of course it's a matter of duty, but your Black Stone Guerrilla Brigade last year was ate at the hands of the Eryu Squadron last year, and suffered such a great loss. Brothers, how could brothers be willing to make revenge? Fake hands, fake hands, and others," Zhou Heitan was so suffocated that he was almost breathing. He looked at Zhang Songling blankly, with a blushing face and thick neck.

"It's okay, we really don't mind, we don't mind at all. We're fighting the Japanese, why bother with you and me?" Zhang Songling waved his hand and tried hard to show an alternative and free and easy manner.

"Hmm, um, um, um." As soon as the words were finished, a light cough sounded around him. The cadres and soldiers bent down, put their faces aside, and endured their laughter and endured their hard work.

The matter is already very clear. The reason why Zhou Heikang could defeat the little lama without any effort was that he had received the full support of the 93rd Regiment and even the newly formed 31st Division. With the current strength of Fu Zuoyi's troops, it was easy to dig out the defeated soldiers of the puppet security brigade through the inside line on the grassland. The Mongolian nobles who could not bear the harassment of the defeated soldiers were also willing to let Fu Zuoyi's troops help solve this group of wandering armed bandits, although they have now become nominally vassals of the puppet Manchukuo.

As for Zhou Heikang's purpose of going up the mountain this time, it has become clear that he is still fighting the Black Stone Guerrillas. He has just changed to another relatively gentle method. He is not going to force it with force. Instead, he first used the reason to avenge Red Beard to trick the guerrillas into the mountain to go down the mountain to work together with the 93rd Regiment of the 31st Division and his Zhou Heikang's independent battalion, and then through various follow-up means, he strives to put the entire guerrillas under his command.

This wishful thinking was indeed exquisite. Unfortunately, when he met Zhang Songling, who was unable to get into the air, he refused to be fooled by Zhou Heichang. Later, he was really entangled by the other party and simply spread his hands, admitting that he could not be the leader of the guerrillas at all. He had to convene all the cadres to vote first, and then call a telegram to ask his superiors for instructions. After the superiors gave his reply, the Eryu Squadron probably ran away, which made friendly forces missed the opportunity to wipe out the demons in vain.

"I think this is the case. Let's put the topic aside. Heizi came from afar. Heizi couldn't even give him hot water to others." Heilong was soft-hearted and couldn't bear to let Zhou Heitan stand at the gate of the camp and be blown by the night wind. He gently pulled Zhang Songling's corner of his clothes and whispered to smooth things over both sides.

"Oh, just talking about war, look at my head." Zhang Songling immediately woke up from a big dream, reached out and slapped his head, and solemnly apologized to Zhou Heichang, "I'm rude, rude, Brother Zhou, hurry up and sit in the camp. I've got people ready for the wine and mutton, and I'm waiting for Brother Zhou to come in and start the meal."

"Then, then I'm not polite. After most of the night, I'm really hungry." Zhou Heicang glanced at Zhang Songling again, feeling unspeakable. He came to invite him down the mountain to join the battle in a good intention. He did not think that he was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs. He didn't even talk about his friendship, but he was as careful as a thief.

What are the benefits of the guerrillas? If they have no treatment, no level, and even food and supplies have to be fully earned by themselves. If Red Beard was not poor and sick, he would not have left the world so early. You, Fatty Zhang, is not a brainless person, and you, how could you see the tragic ending of Red Beard with your own eyes, and you are still guarding this cold stove? Is that sickle and axe flag really magical? It is worth giving everything for him?

He was filled with resentment and confusion. On his lips, he tried to pretend to be nothing. While following Zhang Songling into the camp, he said intermittently: "I actually received your last telegram. The reason why I didn't respond in time was because I was taking my brothers to chase the little lama at that time, for fear that the telegram would be heard by the Japanese, and it would reveal my whereabouts. In addition, you know that I never show off my achievements before the matter is done. If I tell you in advance, and then let the little lama and others run away in advance, it would be boring."

"I have always believed in Brother Zhou's character." Zhang Songling smiled and responded in a low voice, "Our Red Team once told me personally that he believes in your character and that you are a friend who can trust your life at critical moments."

Note 1: Rotary machine gun, namely the Gegegalev light machine gun, disc type of ammunition supply, with an effective range of more than 800 meters. In the early days of the War of Resistance Against Japan, the Soviet Union provided a large number of light machine guns to the National Government through loans. The gun played a major role in the Battle of Wuhan. Many Japanese documents mentioned this.
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