Ding Wei will now send telegrams to Kong Jie and Li Yunlong in the name of Task Force 28, and the contents of the telegrams are all the same, with only one sentence on them.
I am Ding Wei. If you want to get rich, just call me back!
New Regiment Headquarters.
Li Yunlong was like a hungry wolf, anxiously circling the regiment headquarters. He knew early on that all the surrounding troops were engaged in action, but unfortunately, no troops appeared from his territory.
He was anxious, trying to figure out whether to sneak out with an army, lest he would not be able to get any meat until the battle was over.
"I told you, Lao Li, stop wandering around." Zhao Gang frowned and said, "You've been wandering around since the beginning, making me dizzy.
When it is time to fight, you will naturally fight. When you cannot fight, no matter how much you spin around, there will be no battle to fight."
"This is a good opportunity to make a fortune. Look at other regiments. They are all fighting with the enemy, but what about us?"
Li Yunlong spread his hands: "There is no movement at all. If we don't find a way to fight the Japanese, after the battle is over, let alone eat meat, we won't even be able to drink soup.
I’ve heard that the National Army can’t hold on any longer. They can’t, but we can, so why are we lying here? Once Zhongtiao Mountain is given away, the problem will be huge!”
"Of course I know, but the headquarters has orders, and this battle is also very important to us. Once the national army fails, we will be the last barrier against the Japanese army's continued advance!" Zhao Gang said anxiously.
"Old Li, calm down, this is not the time to act recklessly. If you just can't defeat the Japanese, that's fine.
But if the battle fails due to your personal problems and causes heavy losses to the troops, no one can save you, let alone the brigade commander, even if everyone in the division pleads for mercy."
Li Yunling, who was still like a hungry wolf at first, became much more honest after hearing these words.
Although he has caused as many troubles as he has made meritorious deeds, he still knows very clearly what kind of trouble he can get into and what kind of trouble he cannot.
"Damn it, we can't just do nothing in this battle and just watch others fight." Li Yunlong said unconvinced.
"Don't be unconvinced. I think since the boss has not arranged for us, he must have his reasons. This battle will not be over for a while, and we will definitely fight it." Zhao Gang consoled him.
This was just what Zhao Gang said casually. He was very pessimistic about this battle and believed that after this battle, they would be very passive.
It is estimated that in another month, this battle will come to an end. At that time, they should consider how to prevent the enemy from continuing to penetrate deeper.
Zhao Gang said something casually, but unexpectedly he hit the nail on the head.
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Dabiao's voice sounded outside the door.
"Regiment leader, political commissar, we received a strange signal." Zhang Dabiao walked in quickly with a telegram in his hand.
"Strange signal?" Zhao Gang looked at Zhang Dabiao and said, "Tell me, what a strange method."
"The signal claimed to be from Task Force 28, and the sender was Ding Wei, the leader of the group. He asked us if we wanted to get rich..." Zhang Dabiao said.
"If you want to get rich, just call him back. Moreover, the radio station carries the logo of Task Force 28, which can prove that it is their team, but this signal..."
After a pause, he added: "But this is not the signal of Task Force 28. According to the records of our previous exchanges, this is a series of very unfamiliar signals that Task Force 28 has never used."
"Huh?" Zhao Gang asked: "Is it possible that Task Force 28 changed the signal?"
"No, if that's the case, we will definitely receive the news." Li Yunlong retorted: "When there is no chance of a war, we can't even figure out our own radio station."
"But what's going on?" Zhao Gang looked a little worried and asked, "Could it be Ding Wei and the others..."
"Impossible, Ding Wei is a very tough guy. Even if something happens to them, the kid should publicize it everywhere instead of sending this signal to us." Li Yunlong analyzed.
"If I'm not wrong, this guy Ding Wei must have done something secretly. To have a radio station, he must be at least a member of a brigade of Japanese soldiers.
Damn it, this guy Ding Wei is really interesting, he even knows how to make a fortune for his brothers when he is full!"
Li Yunlong was happy.
"Commander, what should we do, reply to him?" Zhang Dabiao asked.
Li Yunlong pondered for a while and said: "Don't reply yet, send a letter to ask Kong Jie if this guy has received Ding Wei's message. If so, come back to see me immediately."
"Yes!" Zhang Dabiao stood up and ran down quickly.
"Old Li, is this a scam?" Zhao Gang asked.
Li Yunlong said confidently: "Whether it is a scam or not, we will know when Kong Jie calls us back. If this guy also received Ding Wei's message.
This matter is most likely true. With Ding Wei's temperament, if he can bring me along, he will definitely have to deal with Kong Jie."
Zhao Gang nodded with deep understanding.
Almost at the same time.
Kong Jie also received a message from Ding Wei.
Like Li Yunlong, he was on standby, waiting for orders to attack. He also wanted to make a fortune, but there was no tough battle to fight.
Holding the message in his hand, Kong Jie was also a little unsure whether he wanted to make a fortune or not. The person who sent the message was Ding Wei. To be honest, Kong Jie was really excited.
But if you think about it carefully, something is wrong.
After all, Task Force 28 suddenly changed the radio signal and said they wanted to make themselves rich. No matter how you look at it, this is a trap.
It would be strange if I suddenly received such a strange signal on the battlefield.
Because Task Force 28 changed their base area, the telephone lines were not deployed, and they could only communicate through text messages.
Kong Jie, the person in charge, wanted to make a phone call in person to ask the headquarters of Task Force 28 whether he could believe this.
When Kong Jie was thinking about whether to send a message to Li Yunlong, he saw a soldier walking quickly towards him with a message in hand.
"The regiment leader, Li Yunlong, the leader of the new regiment, asked if we had received Ding Wei's signal."
Kong Jie is also a veteran on the battlefield, and he can tell at a glance what Li Yunlong wants to do.
Needless to say, Li Yunlong must have also received Ding Wei's signal, and he couldn't help but want to confirm the authenticity for himself.
"Call back and tell them that the New Second Regiment has also received the signal and is considering whether to call back." Kong Jie took a puff of cigarette and said to the soldiers.
"Yes!" The soldier immediately ran down.
New group.
"Haha, I knew it." Li Yunlong looked at Kong Jie's call back and laughed loudly: "Ding Wei is really interesting. He made a fortune himself, and he didn't forget to bring his brothers along with him."
With that said, Li Yunlong looked at Zhang Dabiao and said: "Dabiao, call back immediately and ask Ding Wei how he plans to help us make a fortune.
By the way, let me tell you that guy Kong Jie, the guy who sent us the text is Ding Wei."
"Yes!" Zhang Dabiao stood up and walked down excitedly.
As soon as Zhang Dabiao walked down, Li Yunlong reacted suddenly: "Wait a minute, why do I feel that something is wrong?"
"What's wrong?" Zhao Gang said.
"Fuck, didn't I obediently let him take command?" Li Yunlong slammed the table: "Ding Wei, that bitch, dares to give me command?"
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Ding Weichu.
"Captain, is this method feasible?" Lu Fang said with some doubts: "After all, this is not our previous contact radio station."
Because the signals used are different, it is normal for Lu Fang to have this concern.
"Of course it works. If this method doesn't work, it only means that these two guys are stupid pigs, and there is no way to make them rich.
Then we can only give random orders to the enemy and see who is lucky enough to get rich."
Ding Wei had already prepared in his heart. Since no one was lucky, he would try his best to disrupt the enemy's offensive.
According to the telegrams sent by the Japanese during this period, Ding Wei could clearly feel that the matter was a foregone conclusion. It was estimated that after this battle was over, they would switch to a passive state of defense.
Therefore, we can only take advantage of the fact that the Japanese do not know that their division headquarters has been captured, and try their best to sabotage the Japanese actions, drag them into the quagmire, and cause them more losses.
At least this way, in the later stages, our own troops will have time to breathe, instead of being overwhelmed by the Japanese blockade.
Soon, Ding Wei received a call back from these two guys.
The contents of the two people's replies were also very similar. To put it simply, they asked Brother Ding to give him some guidance.
In the face of the huge temptation brought by war, these two people have surprisingly good attitudes, and they are like Brother Ding at the same time.
After seeing the replies from these two people, Ding Wei knew that it was almost time for his performance.
The radio stations of various Japanese military units also sent a steady stream of messages to the radio station of the regiment headquarters of the Third Army Division.
One of the telegrams aroused Ding Wei's strong interest, because the location of the battle in the telegram was very close to them.
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A certain line of defense in Zhongtiao Mountain.
The defense line was filled with scorched earth and corpses. The corpses of national and Japanese soldiers lay everywhere. The air was filled with gunpowder smoke, mixed with the pungent smell of blood and gunpowder smoke.
Mortars and grenade shells were overwhelming, like raindrops, falling on the defense line.
A regiment of the national army responsible for garrisoning this line of defense.
Regiment leader Chi Yunfeng was in the underground command room, holding a telescope and observing the battlefield situation.
The "rumbling" sound of artillery fire continued to resound on the battlefield. Looking at the corpses being thrown away from time to time in the position, Chi Yunfeng's heart felt as if someone had grabbed him.
Although this Japanese army did not have heavy artillery.
However, the Japanese army attacking this time was a strengthened unit. Not only was it large in number, but its weapons and equipment were also more than those of a normal Japanese unit.
The Japanese army relied on their numerical superiority in grenades and mortars to continuously pour shells on the Chi Yunfeng Regiment's defense line.
The entire room was under intensive artillery bombardment, and the position seemed to be shaking, with dazzling flames flashing everywhere.
Before the Chi Yunfeng regiment had time to take a breath, they were faced with intensive artillery bombardment by the Japanese army. They could only hide in the bunker and avoid the artillery fire.
For the soldiers hiding in the bunkers, their hearts were beating amidst the continuous explosions.
The sound of artillery fire gradually stopped, and they knew that the Japanese charge was coming again.
"Kill and change, kill and change!"
A Japanese lieutenant colonel suddenly drew out his command, pointed toward the front position, waved his command sword, and roared with a grin on his face.
Following his order, hundreds of Japanese soldiers, like a pack of dogs out of the cage, launched a fierce attack on the front line of defense.
Not long ago, Chi Yunfeng's regiment repelled the Japanese attack, drove them outside the defense line, and held on to their position.
Although this place does not have a name, it is very important. This defense line, which is several miles long, is an important place to block the advance of the Japanese army.
Once this place is lost, not only will the Japanese troops continue to advance straight in, but the troops guarding nearby will become passive and may even collapse.
This would be a huge blow to the morale of the army, so Chi Yunfeng was determined not to give up this position easily.
The two sides have been fighting fiercely here for several days. There have been countless bloody battles, and both sides have suffered heavy losses.
In the defense line, a soldier looked down. When he saw the Japanese soldiers swarming up in Wuyang Wuyang below, he immediately let out a shrill cry.
"Brothers! The Japs, the Japs are here again, hurry up..."
Half of his body was exposed, he was raising his arms and shouting, and he was about to raise his gun and shoot.
But before he could finish the second half of his sentence, a gunshot rang out on the battlefield.
"Pfft!"
A bullet directly penetrated his head. The soldier suddenly froze and fell in the trench.
Hearing his cry, a national army major, covered in dirt and with a gray face, emerged from the messy battlefield.
He shook his head casually, knocked the dirt off his body, quickly arranged his weapons and equipment, and entered a state of combat readiness.
"Brothers, we must stop the little devil!" the major shouted at the top of his voice.
But he shouted for a long time, but no one answered him. The major looked around and found that there was no longer a living soldier in this position.
"You little devil, I'm going to fuck your grandma!" A major with his left hand wrapped in a bandage looked at the corpse on the ground with wide eyes.
At this moment, the bandage on his hand was already covered in blood. His left hand was hit by a Japanese bombing. Because the soldier saved it in time, he was not killed by the explosion.
And just now, this soldier also died under a Japanese gun. He was in charge of an infantry company stationed here, and he was the only company commander left.
"Fuck you, you little bitch!" The major picked up a light machine gun from the ground with his right hand, placed it on the trench, and changed the magazine with one hand.
The major placed his left hand on the machine gun and decisively pulled the trigger with his right hand.
"Fuck you little devil, come up here, come up, I'll kill you!" The company commander mounted a machine gun and fired violently at the devils below.
Because the machine gun vibrated violently, the bandage on his left hand was instantly soaked with blood, but even so, he still did not give up shooting.
All the soldiers of the company were handed over here. As the commander of this company-level unit, how could he survive in this world.
Only dying in battle, dying on the battlefield with his companions, is his final destination.
The Japanese soldiers who were charging were caught off guard and were mowed down by machine gun bullets one after another.
But how can a machine gun alone stop the enemy's advance?
The bullets from the Japanese army came in overwhelming numbers. The major could only lower his body as low as possible and control the machine gun.
"Deputy shooter, get me a deputy shooter!" the company commander shouted at the top of his lungs.
One magazine was empty, and the company commander yelled subconsciously.
But as soon as he said the words, he remembered that he was the only one left in this line of defense.
"Hold!"
The company commander cursed angrily, the Japanese soldiers were already close in front of him, and the support troops had not yet arrived, so he must try to stop them as much as possible.
Just as the company commander was changing the magazine, a grenade shell hit his position hard.
There was a loud bang, and the company commander was thrown away and died on the spot.