late at night.

Rencun.

High walls, courtyards, old houses.

On the conference table with two broken tables in the room, the oil lamps kept shaking.

More than ten people were crowded on the side of the table.

All his eyes fell on two yellowed maps hanging on the rammed earth wall opposite the table.

One is a map of the Republic of China, and the other is a map of the enemy and us in the Central Plains.

Standing in front of the map was the staff wearing glasses, waving the wooden stick in their hands, pointing back and forth on the map, spitting and spitting, telling: "...The frontal battlefield... Some time ago, the battle between western Hubei and western Hubei ended, and the Kuomintang won a great victory of annihilated 4,000 enemies. The war zone required us to attack the Japanese occupied areas in full swing... restrain the Japanese army in North China and cooperate with the upcoming battle in Changde, Hunan Province..."

A big hand suddenly stretched out from behind the table, pinching the ashes formed by burning the wick.

The oil lamps that were constantly shining suddenly became much bigger.

From time to time, correspondents came in and placed the telegrams and documents in front of the soldiers sitting in the head.

The meeting started for nearly eight hours from dark until now at three in the morning.

There were people in the house who made records, some drank tea, and even some political commissar Ding De who peeled peanuts.

Some people yawn occasionally, quickly grabbed the tea in front of them and poured it into their mouths, forcing their energy to dispel their sleepiness.

"Now the external and internal situation are serious. The staff officer has introduced everyone almost to everyone. Next, everyone will express their opinions..." The soldier sitting in the head raised his eyes and swept his face one by one on the meeting, and finally stopped on a thin soldier: "Political Commissar of the Criminal, let's talk about it first..."

"Chief, the reactionary faction just wants to use the Japanese to weaken our strength..." The thin political commissar waved his right arm that was patched on his elbow.

Another person next to him expressed his opinion: "That's right, not long ago, they were planning to attack our northern Shaanxi base with the Japanese not long ago..."

"They had a large area of ​​land in the rear of the southwest for supply, saying that they would jointly fight against the war, and they would not give us money or ammunition. They just talked and only knew to make requests for us..." Another person spoke.

"In order to restrain the Japanese army in North China from attacking northern Shaanxi, we have suffered a lot of losses in the past few months..."

"It is true. Our purpose of going east from the mountain to the plain is to restrain the Japanese from invading northern Shaanxi. Now the main force of the Japanese in Sui Meng has retreated. Since the goal has been achieved, each division should consider withdrawing from the mountain..."

"Yes, the war is about ammunition and food. After the severe drought in the plain last year, the villagers who lack food even had problems in survival... The team's grain supply is a big problem!"

"Our continued staying on the plain will only add burden to the fellow villagers..."

The atmosphere on the scene began to be warm, and most of them complained.

The chief looked a little unhappy and turned his eyes to Ding De, who was sitting at the end, peeling peanuts, and said, "Old Ding... say..."

As soon as Ding De heard the name, he quickly stood up: "Everyone said it very comprehensively. Our independent group has little arms and thin legs, so there is no objection..."

"Comrade Ding Deyi, you are a honest person, speak well!"

"I... obey the arrangements of superiors..."

"Old Ding, I heard that the Independent Regiment rushed around behind enemy lines. Recently, it has emptied two county towns, drove armored vehicles... riding motorcycles... making gunboats... radio stations are arranged to the battalion... and that bicycle convoy is very majestic..."

"I said to the chief, who would believe what you said?"

"You don't admit it?"

"Absolutely exaggerated..."

The leader raised his hand and slapped the table: "Old Ding, believe it or not, I will transfer your independent group back to the mountain to defend the division headquarters!"

"No...uh... those rabbit cubs are just cooperating with the brothers' troops..."

"You keep bullshit, no one can sleep!"

"Chief, it's not good for you to say that those victories that have been won by chance?"

"Not good? What's wrong with it? Set a model and set an example and inspire people, everyone is just right to learn..."

“…”

"I just received a telegram from the Third Division of the Western Shandong, saying that one of their 23rd Regiment was united from the First Regiment Guard Battalion... and joined forces with local anti-Japanese forces to wipe out a squadron of the Japanese and a battalion puppet army..." The leader smiled and said, "Explain what is the origin of the First Regiment Guard Battalion?"

"Ziyi Group? Isn't it Cheng Laoer's person?" The Criminal Political Commissar sitting next to him stood up and stared at Ding Deyi with wide eyes: "No, your independent group..., including Lao Lu, aren't they all in Hua County?"

Another person next to him pulled the gray military uniform of the political commissar who was patched with the punishment: "Old Xing, sit down quickly, just know some things, don't talk nonsense..."

"That battalion commander seems to be surnamed Hu..." According to the principle of confidentiality, the team number sometimes even brothers have to hide it. The leader must not really talk about the Ninth Battalion himself. Ding Deyi had no choice but to pull the topic away: "I think we can take this opportunity to establish a behind enemy lines, expand the base areas, and at the same time divide and disintegrate the puppet army, and even seize the actual control of some county towns in the name of the puppet army. In the Central Plains, the enemy-occupied areas in North China, establish a wide range of enemy-behind base areas. At that time, the facts are formed, and there is no need to worry that Chiang Kai-shek will turn against us and say we will enter their guerrilla area!"

"It seems that I really took a look. Lao Ding, I heard that your independent regiment has a ninth battalion, and I kept saying that Lao Lu was pretending to be fat..."

"What nonsense? There are really nine battalions. Haven't I applied to the chief to establish a new brigade? We did this just to confuse the enemy..." Seeing that this person was talking about the original topic again, Ding Deyi quickly explained.

The leader understood the pros and cons and directly interrupted the conversation between the two: "Hehe, I said, Lao Ding, it's not okay to hide it. Today you have to use the advanced experience of the ideological work of the Independent League, mainly to quickly develop and strengthen the team, and let everyone talk about it..."

…

The telegram of the bidding telegram has reported to the telegram written by Xiao Hongying, the head of the third division, and the combat unit reported to it: the 23rd Regiment...

Based on the principle that a big tree is worse than a silent voice to make money, the telegram did not mention the independent group at all, nor did it mention it from the whole group.

But Xiao Hongying did not expect that the district chief was not grateful and analyzed the battle report after a brief analysis, according to the actual report.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Hu Yi, the person involved, did not care at all about who fought in the report telegram.

His idea is simple. It is better to report the battles of the Ninth Battalion in the district defense zone in the name of the district.

As for winning a battle and achieving achievements, can you be able to relieve yourself by fighting the Japanese?

In this case, even if you can really get promoted to the team level...

He had already had a staff officer in the regiment, and with the character of Commander Lu, he had almost no problem to become a chief of staff.

Then qualify...

marry...

When I think of these two words, I feel scared.

That woman probably won't agree...

"Report to the battalion commander..."

While he was thinking about it, another correspondent caught up from the side to report the situation. Hu Yi quickly retracted his thoughts.

"The Japanese reinforcements stopped in Donglu Village and did not chase after him."

"I understand..." Hu Yi was relieved now.

Lying on the stretcher can't sleep, continue thinking...

Reinforcements and support were used as positions to attack. Although they were victorious and had fewer casualties than expected, there were still many problems exposed in the battle.

The general point: You don’t need to reason with the Japanese. It’s better to use bayonets, guns, grenades, and grenades!

On the battlefield, strength is everything...

Two big and thick men were carrying a pair of stretchers and constantly surpassing the team northwards.

The leading man kept asking the soldiers carrying big and small bags where the battalion commander was.

After a while, Liu Yuanqing, who was lying on the stretcher, finally approached Hu Yi...

"That battalion commander, didn't you sleep? I'll discuss something... okay?"

Hu Yi's voice on the stretcher seemed a little tired: "What's the matter?"

"I think Wang Shun...this team is OK, that, they want to invite me to be a staff officer..."

"What do you mean is planning to go to Wang Shun's army?"

Liu Yuanqing sighed: "To be honest, I have always been under someone else's command before, and I have fought almost all of them. This time, I want to give it a try."

Hu Yi roughly understood Liu Yuanqing's thoughts and was speechless for a while.

"Don't worry, the team I brought out is definitely the surname Ba!" Seeing that Hu Yi didn't say anything, Liu Yuanqing quickly made his position: "We are all soldiers, but during the period of time we entered the Ninth Camp, I know who is really for the people! Although... Jiuying is different from other Eighth Route Army."

The last sentence of this guy means that the Eighth Route Army of Jiuying is not the Eighth Route Army?

Hu Yi was a black line and knew that he said this because he was worried that he would have an opinion on his own standing.

But doing ideological work is indeed not your strength.

If you want to recruit Wang Shun's troops, the Ninth Camp really doesn't have that ability.

Because, local anti-Japanese armed forces have a characteristic: they are not out of business.

In other words, they usually fight Japanese soldiers near their hometown and go home to farm in their spare time.

That is what is commonly known as the district team.

Hu Yi was a little confused and couldn't find how to reply.

The scene was a little cold. Liu Yuanqing knew Hu Yi's personality and spoke again: "Why, I'll talk to the girl?"

Xiao Hongying lay on the stretcher in front of Hu Yi, listening to the conversation between the two.

I heard that Liu Yuanqing was about to leave, but she was already furious. When she heard that this guy had the face to look for him, she immediately sat up from the stretcher: "Eat mine and drink mine..."

"Hey hey... can you not be so stingy?" Liu Yuanqing quickly explained: "This is a good opportunity for the development of the Ninth Camp. If it is done well, hey, we can not only pull out at least one battalion team, but also develop their area into a base... and provide Captain Su..."

After hearing Liu Yuanqing mention Su Qing, Xiao Hongying immediately interrupted: "Oh, I really didn't see it. You still know the development base..."
To be continued...