Zhao Zhiguo also understood what was going on without Zhao Ziming's explanation.

Zhao Zhiguo handed over the main attack task to the Second Battalion. Not only Zhao Ziming of the Third Battalion was unhappy, but the company commanders under him must have encouraged Zhao Ziming to come and plead with Zhao Zhiguo.

After all, he is the brother of the group leader, so he should be given this face.

Although their three battalions were established later, they are not stepmothers.

And it has been established for a long time.

If you don't fight a tough battle, you will always feel lower than the other two battalions.

If things go on like this, it will be impossible to fight a tough battle and the soldiers will give up on themselves.

"Brother, it's true that the order is a feint attack, but when you attack, if you don't fight with all your strength, if the little devils see through it, they will deploy troops to reinforce in other directions."

If Zhao Zhiguo received such an order, he would not care whether the order he received was a main attack or a feint attack. Since it was an attack, he would fight with all his strength.

If the little devils see the flaw, they will allocate supporting troops and send them in other directions.

Zhao Ziming is still a bit conservative in fighting. The reason is very simple. In the previous army, he was used to following orders to fight.

After coming to the Independent Regiment, he didn't want to cause trouble for his younger brother.

So I was timid when receiving orders.

"I know!" Zhao Ziming smiled.

"Brother, even though I say this, we can't allocate troops so that one side is strong and the other is weak!"

The Third Battalion was responsible for two mountain passes. According to the purpose of the battle plan, they were to contain the Japanese troops at the two mountain passes to prevent the Japanese troops from reinforcing in other directions.

If Zhao Ziming concentrated his forces to attack in one direction, thereby reducing the input of troops in the other direction, he would not be able to achieve the effect of containing the Japanese army.

"Captain, don't worry. Brothers are holding their breath and want to compete with the Second Battalion. We are responsible for two positions, and our performance must be no worse than theirs."

"Pay attention to safety!" Zhao Ziming warned a few words.

Four days later, there was already a tense atmosphere in the team. The usually chatty soldier did not say a word today, and the usually heavy smoker smoked bag after bag of dry cigarettes in his mouth.

The company platoon commander is even busier. The company commander is busy going to the battalion headquarters to receive orders, and then conveys the orders to each platoon.

The platoon leader was busy checking his brothers to make sure that when attacking, each squad knew what they were going to do.

Zhao Zhiguo patrolled the troops everywhere. Some soldiers ran past him in a hurry and had no time to salute him.

"Are you afraid?"

Zhao Zhiguo stood in front of a soldier.

"Report to the commander, don't be afraid!" The soldier's hands were visibly shaking.

"Are you from the demolition team?" Zhao Zhiguo asked.

For tough battles, there are dynamic support teams, assault teams, and demolition teams!

The other two groups were to send the demolition team to the Japanese firepower point, and then have the demolition team blow up the enemy's firepower point.

"Report to the leader, yes!"

Zhao Zhiguo patted the soldier on the shoulder: "You will complete the mission, and our artillery fire and machine guns will provide you with fire support."

The demolition team sometimes sacrifices a lot. Even if a dozen soldiers die, they may not be able to get under the enemy's firepower point.

"I will definitely complete the mission!"

"Before attacking, rest for a while."

"Each company commander listens to the order. Two hours before the operation, no one is allowed to eat or drink." The communications soldier conveyed the new order.

Before launching an attack, troops have to lie down in front of their positions for several hours, and physiological problems may afflict many soldiers.

After Zhao Zhiguo inspected the area and found no major problems, he came to the grenade class.

A total of three 40-fire guns and eighteen rounds of ammunition! The soldiers in this squad are familiar with the operation of the rocket launcher.

"Direct fire, within two hundred meters, aim directly and fire, just like a gun, three points and one line!"

Zhao Zhiguo held a rocket launcher and spoke again to make sure everyone understood.

"Group of two, you are responsible for loading, you are responsible for firing, the six of you are the first group, and the six of you are the second group. The second group provides fire cover for the first group and protects them from the Japanese troops.

, if they die in battle, the second team will immediately take up the place!"

After dividing into groups and explaining everyone's tasks, Zhao Zhiguo asked them if they had any questions.

"It's too late to ask the question clearly now. If you go to the battlefield and ask questions again, the only answer you will get is the bullets of the Japanese army!"

"Report to the leader, there is no problem!"

The soldier took the rocket launcher from Zhao Zhiguo's hand.

"Since there is no problem, return to the team and act with the main force!" Zhao Zhiguo waved his hand.

In the morning, the camp was still noisy, with soldiers everywhere conveying orders.

But in the afternoon, the camp was very quiet, and every soldier could hear his own nervous heartbeat.

Zhao Zhiguo did not go on inspection anymore. He sat in the headquarters and looked in the direction of the Japanese position. There would be a bloody battle tonight.

The wild north wind blew the dead grass this way and that.

The flags were flapping in the wind, and the horses endured the cold weather and neighed twice in complaint.

"Captain, everything is ready. Do you have any more orders to add?"

After arranging the tasks in their battalions, the two battalion commanders came to the headquarters again and asked for orders. This was the last routine inquiry before this operation.

"You're doing a great job. Let's set out as soon as it gets dark!"

The two battalion commanders have enough combat experience. They know what arrangements to make without Zhao Zhiguo explaining anything.

At night, the cold wind blew stronger and stronger, and the headquarters was ventilated everywhere, unable to block the biting cold wind, but Zhao Zhiguo did not leave even a step.

Japanese soldiers also tried their best to hide in the trenches, huddled together, and kept each other warm.

Since the little devil learned that Zhao Zhiguo's troops had artillery, the little devil implemented a strict curfew.

The stronghold in the rear became a warm haven for the Japanese soldiers, because on the other side of the mountain, they did not have to worry about artillery fire and could hide in the bunker and light a fire.

The Japanese sentry put on goggles and covered every inch of exposed skin with towels and scarves.

However, God doesn't seem to give them any face, and just keeps blowing.

Children all know that the wind at the top of the mountain is stronger than the wind at the bottom of the mountain. If the little Japs are at a high place, God will naturally give priority to the little Japs soldiers.

The strong wind swept the dark clouds, and the moon sometimes appeared and sometimes disappeared under the thick dark clouds.

The brothers of the second and third battalions braved the cold wind and crawled towards the little Japanese's position step by step...and step by step...

Their movement speed was very slow. If they could not look up at the dark clouds passing quickly under the moon, the soldiers would feel like they were cursed by the magician, making them move like a snail.
Chapter completed!