It was late at night and the exhausted brothers in the teaching team were already asleep. Wu Ming was still repeatedly modifying the partial design and construction plan of the defense line under the lantern.

After half a day of field survey, Wu Ming always believed that the best defense point for Qingshi Temple, which guards the main throat road of the railway and highway in the eastern part of Hangzhou City, is actually only a small high ground with a length of nearly 100 meters and a height of more than 30 meters on the back of the Qingshi Temple on the south bank. As long as a solid blocking position is built up and down from the front and back of this high ground, it can echo the hidden artillery position in the northeast corner of Jianqiao Airport one kilometer behind, and it is much easier to defend.

But unfortunately, the South Bank has been classified as the defensive position of the three battalions of the direct regiment. Wu Ming can only use his brain in the flat area of ​​the north bank, which is basically unpredictable, constantly modifying the trenches, trying to build as many anti-aircraft shelters as possible, and arrange limited machine guns to the best locations to facilitate the formation of an efficient cross-fire network.

"Report! The villagers quietly built sheds under the big trees outside." Lu Kuiyuan, the spy platoon leader in charge of camp alert, came in to report.

Wu Ming raised his head and thought for a moment and sighed quietly: "Oh, what a good fellow villagers. If you respect them a little, they will repay you twice as much. The people are still much kind! I won't bother them anymore, let them cover up."

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The next day, the sky was slightly bright, and the 450 soldiers of the teaching team went out for routine exercises. When they saw the wooden shed suddenly appearing under the big tree and the row of stone stoves built upright inside, everyone was moved by the kindness of the villagers.

The twenty-eight-year-old machine cannon company commander Sun Jin took the lead in gathering the team, waved his thick arms, and loudly warned all brothers:

"I'll listen to it. Who dares to harass the fellow villagers in Dingjia Village, who dares to buy things without paying money, who dares to tease other people's wife and daughter, don't blame me for being ruthless! Stand at attention - turn left, run - walk!"

After the morning run along the railway and highway, all the brothers enjoyed the fragrant bone broth and rice rice. After a short rest, they lined up to enter the defense area where the positions were about to be built in front, and then consciously observed the hardness of the soil under their feet and the tilt direction of the ground according to the requirements of the training outline.

After the on-site survey, more than 400 brothers formed three large circles on the dry rice fields that had been harvested, using companies as units, and discussed the issues of how to build more reasonable and labor-saving, and how to build firepower points more efficiently. The staff of each company carefully recorded everyone's opinions, and everyone could speak freely. The atmosphere was as relaxed and warm as during training, so from time to time, bursts of laughter and rude laughter from the platoon leaders of the company were heard.

When it was dark, the defense construction plan sent by Chief of Staff Ma Zhizhai to the Provincial Security Department was still not heard back. Wu Ming wanted to do it but did not dare to do it. He was afraid that the Security Department would issue another better plan, and he was afraid that it would cause Shangguan's unhappiness, or that the Security Department might discuss the plan he proposed, so he could only calm down and wait slowly.

A night passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was again in the morning. From Hangzhou, 6,000 Japanese troops launched a sudden attack on Shanghai. The Japanese troops divided into three groups to savagely occupy Zhabei Station, Tiantong'an Station and Shanghai North Station.

All the peace and luck in the hearts of the Chinese people and the hope of intervention by the great powers were shattered by this bad news.

The brothers in the teaching team who received long-term ideological and political education were extremely angry, but they could only wait in anxiety like their captain Wu Ming. However, after waiting, they finally waited for the order issued by the security department to "set up roads and railway checkpoints, strictly inspect and identify all persons coming and going, and those who violated the order to rectify the law on the spot."

Starting at 10 noon, as the last train full of fugitives returned to Hangzhou, traffic on the Shanghai-Hangzhou Railway was interrupted since then, and more and more fugitives appeared on the highway. From Shanghai, Songjiang and other places, civilians from Jiashan area all came from east to west.

Cars full of furniture and luggage, with people lying on the top, and fugitives carrying family and carrying ox carriages, or carrying loads to support the elderly and young, were soon filled with the east side of the quickly established inspection checkpoint. A pair of anxious eyes looked around the martial law officers and soldiers wearing steel helmets and Thomson's submachine guns hanging on their chests, staring at the black guns of the machine guns on the high platforms on both sides in horror.

At this time, sandbag fortifications of ten meters thick, five meters wide and three meters high were also built on the railway. Three groups of machine gunners in the machine gun company implemented strict guards in the north, east and south directions. All people walking along the railway were driven to the highway and had to pass the checkpoint before they could pass.

"The third infantry platoon obeys the orders, opens the left and right sides of the highway to resist horses, builds sandbags, and adds two inspection channels. All people who come on foot can check first and release them as soon as possible!"

With Wu Ming's order, forty-five brothers in three rows immediately took action. In less than five minutes, the establishment of two new passages was completed, and the crowded passengers and vehicles in front of the front passage was immediately alleviated.

"Report to the captain, there were two foreigners sitting in a large car in front of us. After repeated inquiries, none of us were willing to show our ID. We had a very bad attitude." A row of people ran behind Wu Ming and reported loudly.

Wu Ming frowned when he heard this, and immediately walked off the railway and headed to the main road where the riots occurred. A Chinese car driver in a suit and tie was pointing at two young soldiers and cursing. The people around him saw the foreigners sitting in the car and were all scared to retreat.

The two soldiers on duty were already so angry that their faces were red and their necks were thick, but they did not dare to take tough measures easily. In this way, the driver with an arrogant attitude became even more proud. It was not until Wu Ming walked into the circle and looked at his two soldiers coldly with displeasure, and everyone slowly calmed down.

The driver saw that Wu Ming was dressed exactly like the soldiers, with a green military uniform without any military rank marks and a green canvas vest covered with bulging pockets. An American submachine gun was hung on his shoulder. Apart from his tall figure, he didn't look like an identity officer at all, so he stepped forward without hesitation to grab Wu Ming's arm and wanted to pull him aside.

Wu Ming, who had already been holding his anger, turned around and punched the driver, and flew two meters away. He fell down and rolled out twice and was immediately stunned. The crowd of onlookers was so scared that they retreated and exclaimed. After standing still, they were shocked to find that Wu Ming was scolding two soldiers on inspection missions:

"Why didn't you beat him just now? Om?! I will remember you all the credit if you kill him, but how did you do it? Have you forgotten the mission you shoulder and the weapons in your hands? The first company commander!"

"arrive!"

Long Shaogang rushed up quickly, stood at the sight of his two shameful subordinates beside him, feeling uneasy and feeling guilty and fear for no reason.

This is the second time Long Shaogang saw Wu Ming getting angry. The first time was the recruit selection that all the officers and soldiers of the Western Zhejiang Command will never forget. The most powerful company commander in the army was knocked unconscious by Wu Ming's move. In a few days, he was sent to the remote town south of Jiangshan County to prepare for the defense army. Moreover, Wu Ming got angry twice without exception and did not do anything. Such a strong and cruel personality is frightening to think about it.

"Stand on this checkpoint and teach your soldiers well, don't embarrass me anymore! Do you understand?" Wu Ming's voice almost roared.

"Yes, I understand!"

Long Shaogang's whole body shook, and he raised his chest and replied loudly.

Wu Ming then turned around and pointed at the driver who was unconscious on the ground and made a gesture. The two spy brothers next to him immediately stepped forward and raised the driver, and sent him back to the ancestral hall for detention and review without looking back.
Chapter completed!