Today, the new regiment received a notice to go to the brigade headquarters to collect supplies and transported back two boxes of mortar shells, totaling twenty rounds, according to the supply list. The regiment leader approved the withdrawal of one box, which is ten rounds, for this operation.
Plan.
Because the number of artillery shells is small, they can only be used to support operations. In this way, a battalion of soldiers who are separated into the guerrillas will be less likely to attract a large group of enemy troops to encircle and suppress them due to insufficient firepower delivery.
Theoretically, when the intensity of the battle decreases, the probability of survival of the combatants increases. If there are more such battles, the supplementary soldiers' ability to train tactical movements and cooperate with the veterans will gradually be cultivated in actual combat. Fighting as training
, using the old to lead the new, this is the valuable experience of the 14 provinces that moved to war in two years, and the troops still maintained their combat effectiveness.
However, these things are not important to Wang Chengzhu. His identity in the New Regiment is an artilleryman. As a mortar shooter, most of the time on the battlefield, he uses curved artillery to attack the enemy on preset positions.
According to the rules of engagement, one shot at the same place is a surprise attack, and the second shot at the same place is a target. This principle applies not only to rifle soldiers, but also to machine gun fire points and mortar teams. When inheriting the memory of the original owner in the hospital, Wang Chengzhu knew
He is the only artilleryman who has been admitted to the hospital in the past six months.
As an old artilleryman, he joined the army early, has been trained, and has rich combat experience. All are compliments, but being injured is not. Imagine being under the cover of light and heavy firearms fire, aiming and firing, and then evacuating the firing position within a few breaths. Being injured is not.
How rare.
However, Wang Chengzhu was injured and hospitalized before. He recovered and was discharged from the hospital after surviving the catastrophe. He is a well-deserved fighting hero of the whole regiment. He set up an artillery position during the counterattack and fired the remaining two artillery shells continuously under the enemy's gun. Both of these were in
Increase risk of casualties.
As for himself jumping up and taking a stray bullet, it was because he hadn't had any accidents in half a year and was slacking off and forgetting his tactical moves. Thinking of this, Wang Chengzhu complained: The former regiment commander would only squat aside and praise instead of hugging Lao Wang and jumping up to catch the bullet.
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Zhang Dabiao was bargaining with the political commissar of the regiment. Wang Chengzhu glanced at the battalion commander in front of him who was slapping his chest and holding a military order. He silently stood up and walked to the square table where the kettle was placed. He picked up the bowl from which he drank water, tilted the jug, and gave it to himself.
Pour a bowl full of warm water.
Holding the soup bowl and sipping water, I heard the conversation in front of me on the left, and the tone of the conversation softened. I guessed that the leader had already discussed it, so I drank all the water in the soup bowl, just waiting for someone to speak.
Eat in the cafeteria.
Wang Chengzhu blinked and saw the date and time in the lower right corner of his vision: 17:22, 1940/3/6.
Finally, the political commissar made the final decision and ended the five painful minutes: "Don't argue about whether these are available or not. The telegram requesting war is still on the table and has not been sent to the brigade headquarters." After saying this, Zhang Dabiao turned to Ding Wei to explain.
, "Captain, you take the two comrades to the cafeteria to eat first. I'll go to the Communications Section to send the telegram and I'll be there soon."
When Commander Li was here, he forced away three political commissars, and the new regiment almost became the leader's dictum. Most of the deputy commander's job was logistics work, which really echoed what Brigadier Chen Da said: "It's the opposite."
Damn it."
Taking advantage of the anger of the deputy commander of the group army, he demoted Commander Li and transferred him to another position. The division commander and the chief of general staff found two good leaders for the new regiment. The commander had rich fighting experience and a broad vision, and the political commissar had a mature strategic vision and was good at making decisions.
The two of them cooperated and complemented each other well. Within ten days after taking over the army, they had replenished the troops and trained the barracks in an orderly manner.
The regimental commander and the first battalion commander were very convinced by the political commissar's words. At that moment, the regimental commander took two of his men out to the canteen. The political commissar picked up the original telegram, folded it twice, closed the door and walked to the communication department report room. p>
Meals are served in the canteen of the regiment headquarters at a fixed time. When the regiment leader and his three people walked to the door of the canteen, a long line of soldiers and officers were already moving forward. They walked to the end of the line and followed them, and slowly walked to the canteen.
In front of the dining table in the cafeteria.
Before Wang Chengzhu entered the door, he saw three earthen slabs supported by the door. On them were the names of food written by the soldiers when they were practicing calligraphy. Two steamed buns, a bowl of sour pimple soup, and two spoons of hot and sour blanched spinach.
Walking to the dining table, Wang Chengzhu couldn't help but sigh after receiving his dinner. The new group's diet was good, and they all ate white-flour steamed buns. He completely forgot what he saw in his memory. As a veteran, the backbone of the new group was transferred to the new group.
When the regiment expanded its troops, rice bran dumplings and rice porridge with countless sorghum grains were the daily life of the newly formed troops of the 18th Army.
This time, Wang Chengzhu followed Zhang Dabiao and walked to the small dining table to eat. Not every village where he was stationed had enough tables and stools. In the guerrilla areas, everything was kept simple. A low knee-length table and a half-foot pouf were used in the canteen of the regiment headquarters.
Most dine-in configurations.
After finishing the meal, he put the washed dishes and dishes into the bamboo basket for draining. Wang Chengzhu left the crowded canteen. After the meal, the battalion commander accompanied the political commissar of the regiment for a walk in the village, and Wang Chengzhu followed closely behind.
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Feeling a lot of restraint around the leader, when Wang Chengzhu and other group leaders paused, they suggested that they had been on the road all day today and were going back to tidy up the housework, wash up, and rest. The group leader looked at Wang Chengzhu who looked tired and readily agreed to this request.<
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After saying hello to the soldiers heading towards the canteen, Wang Chengzhu walked into the service company barracks with his backpack. After asking several comrades squatting under the tree and chatting, and learning where the gun squad dormitory was, Wang Chengzhu thanked him profusely for finding a place to stay. He walked to the artillery squadron dormitory, said hello to the two soldiers who had already eaten, and entered the room where he came from. Wang Chengzhu took off his backpack and armed belt and placed them on the edge of the bed, took out the cloth towel, and picked up the buckle
The wooden basin next to the wall went out to wash up.
After walking for a day, Wang Chengzhu filled some hot water in the water room of the service company and scrubbed the areas where he had sweated and been dried by the wind. Before going back, he scooped up three ladles of water and took it back to soak his feet.
Soaking feet in hot water can be regarded as one of the old traditions of the Iron Foot Army. Wang Chengzhu's middle school textbook once included the text "Nine Cooks" 1. It tells the story of nine cooks from a certain company of the Third Army during the two-year transition of the 14th Province to Longnan.
The grassland used dedication and sacrifice to ensure that the company soldiers walked out of the grassland smoothly, leaving only a big copper pot in the end.
Wang Chengzhu rode in a car and walked on this day. There is no way to compare with the soldiers walking in the mud swamps of Bazhai Grassland. This fine tradition cannot be discarded. It is better than Brigadier Guo who soaked his legs and feet in Wu County and finally became paralyzed and died in Shu County.
Strong.
Pour the warm water for washing your feet under the tree, rinse half a ladle of clean water into the wooden basin and buckle it back to the root of the wall. Wang Chengzhu went to bed, undressed and took off his trousers, pulled out a quilt folded into a square shape, and lay down in his "open-waist" underwear.
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Whether sleeping in the same bunk bed will affect other roommates depends on your sleeping habits. Wang Chengzhu went to bed early, firstly because he was really sleepy, and secondly, he inadvertently avoided people with bad sleeping habits.
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Note 1: "Nine Cooks", also known as "The Story of the Big Copper Pot". Originally published in the third episode of "A Catching Fire Starts a Prairie Fire" by the author Xie Fangci.