As the direct leader of the provincial security forces, the deputy director of the Security Department also wanted to put such elite troops around in his heart, so that he would feel much more at ease when he went to bed at night, but after thinking for a while, he finally gave up:

"The completion of Jianqiao Airport is about to be completed. Although there is a Central Army regiment stationed at the airport, their responsibility is only to protect the safety of the airport. Another elite division of the Central Army that is resting and recuperating has been transferred to Suzhou, so the defenses inside and outside Hangzhou still have to rely on ourselves. The Qingshi Bridge on the north side of the airport is the gateway to the east gate of Hangzhou. Its strategic position is extremely important, so it is better to make Wu Ming's teaching team feel more at ease when they go there."

The officials were speechless. After talking for a while, although they were not very satisfied, they still agreed to the arrangements of the security department. However, they suggested that elite troops such as Wu Ming's teaching team be given priority. Whether it is ammunition supply or the distribution of donations for the Anti-Japanese War, such trustworthy troops should be given hundreds of times better than those who distribute money, grain and materials to those who have not arrived.

The deputy director did not speak up, neither agreed nor opposed, and still looked at the orderly team of the teaching team with interest, observing Wu Ming's every move carefully.

After another half an hour, the infantry regiment finally completed the assembly. The entire army lined up in three columns and left the dock and headed northeast. The two thousand officers and soldiers who thought they could have a good meal and drink hot soup after getting off the ship were so hungry that they were so hungry that they walked along the way to vent their dissatisfaction. Looking at the city of Hangzhou that was getting farther and farther away, they sighed and complained.

The teaching team that fell behind the team was silent.

The officers and soldiers who had been educated by bamboo whips and sticks for several months had already formed the habit of silent marching. Except for the metal clanging sounds and horse hooves that collided with weapons and pendants on their bodies, there was no other noise.

Wu Ming and all the officers of the teaching team led their horses and walked on foot like their brothers, which was in sharp contrast with the many infantry officers riding tall horses in the front team who kept shouting.

After walking for three hours, the team finally drove to the Bluestone Bridge, the defense camp.

After hearing Ma Zhizhai's orders, the heads of the infantry regiment immediately ordered the soldiers to seize the large temple that had been cleared in advance. The two chiefs and deputy regiment commanded the three battalions to occupy the front and back yards and all the wing rooms. Fortunately, they still remembered to leave the cleaned main hall and side hall to Chief of Staff Ma Zhizhai and his party.

In the chaotic yard, Wu Ming and Fan Maolin shook their heads repeatedly, feeling helpless about this. Zhang Dongning sighed with deep emotion: "If the captain hadn't insisted on bringing forty military tents, we would have really nowhere to live."

"But forty tents are not useful! Well, Deng Laowu is not good at fighting, but he can't lead troops, but he has a good way to fight for power and profit. He really can't stand their faces." Long Shaogang, the chief of the company with a bad temper, opened his mouth and cursed.

Wu Ming waved his hand: "Okay, don't say these angry words, it's not easy for brothers from the group to be directly under the regiment. It's a tough time for two thousand people to squeeze into this temple... You immediately lead your brothers across the bridge. After crossing the Niqiaobang Qingshi Bridge, it's a railway. After passing the railway, it's like there's a ancestral hall about a hundred meters west. I'll go in and ask for instructions from the Chief of Staff and the Security Office to see if we can requisition that ancestral hall. No matter what, our ammunition and supplies cannot be wet from the rain."

Fan Maolin and others left in disappointment, and Wu Ming entered the main hall to ask Ma Zhizhai for instructions.

Ma Zhizhai was about to get angry about this matter. When he heard Wu Ming say that there was a ancestral hall on the other side of Niqiaobang, he immediately made a request to the liaison officer sent by the security department.

The lieutenant colonel liaison officer, who was in his prime, was very familiar with the surrounding situation and knew that the north bank of Niqiaobang was a relatively wealthy village - Dingjia Village. The Dingjia Ancestral Hall at the east entrance of the village was not small in size, and the entire Dingjia Village was in the circle of fortifications planned by the security department. Therefore, he agreed very readily and accompanied Ma Zhizhai and Wu Ming to Dingjia Village. He obtained the consent of the villagers without much quarrel. The only request of the villagers was to cherish the artifacts in the ancestral hall.

Wu Ming was very polite to thank the village chief and several elders in the village, and asked the village chief and others to go to the ancestral hall together to make specific requests.

After entering the ancestral hall for a round of inspection, Wu Ming felt that the three-in-one ancestral hall was spacious enough, and immediately made the most appropriate guarantee to the village chief and the elders:

"Thank you for your kindness, this place is enough... I think it is completely possible to close the main hall of the ancestral hall with tablets and many offerings. We only need to enter and exit the corridors on both sides. As for opening fire and cooking, we don't have to do it in the ancestral hall. I think the open space under the big tree to the west of the gate is very good. Tomorrow we set up a row of straw sheds should solve the cooking problem."

The village chief and several elders were deeply surprised and moved. Many villagers who were watching praised in a low voice. They had never seen a talkative army like Wu Ming's teaching team.

The young security contact officer nodded frequently and quietly extended a thumbs up to Ma Zhizhai.

Ma Zhizhai laughed and said a few words of humility with great relief.

In this way, the teaching team finally settled down. Wu Ming hurriedly used dry food and immediately summoned the officers under his command, surrounded the one-fifty-thousand military map issued by the security department, read out the defense requirements, and began to discuss the construction of fortifications, the arrangement of firepower and the level of defense.

Considering that the area is a flat area with water networks interlaced, it is extremely difficult to build trenches and fortifications, and a large amount of water may be seeped out if you dig three meters deep into the ground. After Wu Ming solicited everyone's opinions, he decided to build twelve reinforced concrete fortresses, increase the project volume of three defensive trenches, and directly dig the trenches to the riverside for drainage. He used a large number of bamboo pedals to lay trenches, strengthened the walls of the trenches with wooden piles and bamboo, and then quickly sorted into a report and rushed to the temporary command of Qingshi Temple on the south bank.

As soon as Wu Ming and Fan Maolin crossed the Qingshi Bridge, they were squeezed to the side of the road by a chaotic team of more than 3,000 security officers and soldiers who were cursing on the face. After listening carefully, they realized that these were two regiments of the Southern Zhejiang Security Command from Yongjia, the administrative office of the 10th County Government District. Their defense zone was originally arranged in Xiaoshan on the south bank of Qiantang River in Hangzhou. For some reason, the security department suddenly changed its order and transferred the two regiments to the easternmost Jiashan line to enhance the strength of Jiashan.

This scared the officers and soldiers of the two security regiments from southern Zhejiang. Everyone knew that if Shanghai fell, Jiashan would become the first line of defense to guard Hangzhou. They would be exposed to the powerful artillery fire of the Japanese army. How could they stay safe in Xiaoshan across the wide Qiantang River?

However, the military orders were as high as a mountain. Regardless of whether they wanted or not, the order had been issued and they had to obey unconditionally. Therefore, three thousand men rushed eastwards. These timid and war-weary officers and soldiers walked and cursed, and even the eighteen generations of the provincial chairman Lu Diping were greeted countless times by them.

Looking at the army with low morale in front of him, Wu Ming felt particularly heavy. How could such a unit expect them to become the mainstay of the Sino-Japanese battlefield? How should he expect them to shed blood and sacrifice for the Chinese people? I am afraid that the Japanese would collapse before they arrived!

Wu Ming lowered his head and said nothing, pulled Fan Maolin up and walked quickly to the Qingshi Temple, without paying any attention to the ridicule and hatred of the soldiers who passed by.

Wu Ming's defense plan was quickly recognized by Ma Zhizhai and the liaison officer. After a slight change, it echoed well with the Nan'an's scheduled plan.

Xie Zixuan, deputy chief of the Operations Department, praised him even more and more and suggested that once the security department approved it, it should be immediately promoted in all battalions of the direct regiment.

The young liaison officer immediately stated: As long as the plan passes the upper level review, he will cooperate with all his strength to transport enough raw materials for the western Zhejiang troops.
Chapter completed!