The Japanese 18th Division, which returned to the original city from the Shanxi front line for repairs, quietly arrived at Shimen, and took six special trains from Shimen along the Pinghan-Han Line all the way south.
His march was secretive, and it was not until the evening of August 30 that he was discovered by scouts sent by the Eighth Group Army stationed in Xinyang and Anyang.
At the same time, intelligence officers also sent telegrams. Baoding Station suddenly became heavily guarded, and the entire city implemented a curfew two days ago, all indicating that the Japanese army was making major moves.
"The Japanese North China Front has begun to move! Order Jindong to attack the headquarters and send out troops!" In the quiet little courtyard of Linfen, the stingy old man rubbed his scalp for a while, and ordered with firmness in his eyes.
Because of the last victory in the Battle of Southeast Shanxi, the Japanese army suffered a setback, and the danger in Linfen was much reduced. In order to boost the morale of the 300,000 troops on the last line of defense in North China, the stingy old man fought against everyone's opinions and moved the troops who had crossed the Yellow River to
The Second Theater Command of Shaanxi Province has moved back.
As the saying goes: A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall! This is one of the few irrational behaviors of a stingy old man in his life that puts himself in danger, just like his decision at the military meeting half a month ago to dispatch his subordinate Jin.
The most elite infantry division of the Sui Army participated in the battle, and paid the minimum amount of money for food and ammunition reserves.
Many confidants who know him well think he is crazy!
The Ministry of Military Affairs had issued a secret order to the Second Theater Command to launch a counterattack or attack the communication lines to contain the main force of the Japanese North China Front Army. However, anyone with a little common sense knows that although the Japanese army suffered a setback in the previous battle, it only had 20,000 soldiers.
For the Japanese North China Front, which had more than 300,000 troops, the losses did not hurt its bones at all.
The so-called counterattack sounds very domineering and majestic, but if you are not careful, you may beat the dog and never come back.
Otherwise, several factions would be very hesitant when they heard about this matter. Even if the stingy old man put all the money, food, and ammunition from the bottom of the box on the table, it was not until the stingy old man brought out the most elite 101st Division of the 65th Army under his command that the major factions reluctantly agreed.
With this infantry division as a guarantee, everyone will believe that on the western Shanxi front, the stingy old man will spare no effort to contain the main force of the 100,000-strong Japanese North China Front Army, so that it does not dare to easily send troops to support eastern Shanxi.
But the danger is still self-evident. Excluding the 108th and 109th Divisions on the southeastern front of Shanxi, the Japanese Fifth Division in western Shanxi, and the First Army, there are a total of about 150,000 Japanese troops. The Japanese North China Front still has more than 150,000 Japanese troops. Regardless of the stationed troops
The necessary garrison force in major cities is 70,000 to 80,000, and there are still 70,000 mobile troops.
These 70,000 vs. 70,000 were still offensive and defensive positions. Based on the past record against the Japanese army, does this result need to be said? It is not an exaggeration to say that it was grain of fire.
But maybe those close friends of the stingy old man only know the self that the stingy old man lets them see. No one will know what the stingy old man said to his most trusted fifth sister: "There is that cunning Tang Dao and his four sisters."
With our team here, even if we cannot win this battle, we will never lose ugly."
It's hard to say why the stingy old man trusted Tang Dao so much. Perhaps, it was a pure intuition.
Or perhaps, it was Tang Dao who led the Four Lines Regiment all the way through the Songhu battlefield, and the record of being defeated in more than ten battles gave the stingy old man the illusion that he could not win in terms of strength, but he was not allowed to have any.
Does the Son of Luck exist?
Don't mention it. In his memoirs, the stingy old man who lived for more than 20 years talked about the most exciting battle in the Second Theater of War that he fought under his own initiative. The most popular keyword was
luck.
As for whether this luck came from the Chinese army or because he took a fancy to Tang Dao's luck, he did not say it clearly.
After all, he can be regarded as the overlord of the party who has the ability to recognize people. Wouldn't it be a loss of his reputation to attribute all victory to illusory luck?
Anyway, when one division of the Japanese army had arrived at the Yellow River where the Yellow River Bridge had been blown up and had crossed the river in batches, and when at least one other division had quietly assembled and even embarked on its way south, the stingy old man finally made up his mind to send troops to Jin.
East!
In the past, the Japanese army would hit him with a stick from time to time, which made him dazzle. This time, he gathered his elite troops and took advantage of this opportunity to return the axe.
In the past year, apart from Wang Laohan of Shandong who has been rectified, and Wang LaoSong of Hebei who has declined, are there any elders from various provinces in China who are more aggrieved than him?
The tower was pushed clean by the Japanese, and the crystal was about to explode. As a result, there were still people who were displeased with him and were always ready to punish him. He had to and could only let those people see that he was either a cat or a tiger, even a sick tiger.
, it sounds like a lake, but it doesn’t include lakes.
As the radio waves from the Second Theater Command came out, five infantry divisions and an infantry regiment in the Northern Theater of China, totaling 75,000 people, quietly left their respective stations after nightfall on August 30, and marched toward the destination in accordance with the routes planned by the headquarters.
Advance to Jindong.
There was no loud farewell with gongs and drums, and no tearful farewell. Tang Dao, the regiment leader, and Tantai Mingyue, the commander of the health company, were both on the expedition.
Lao Tantai, who is the director of the Ordnance Department and is responsible for staying at the garrison, did not even come. However, in the past two days, he took his future son-in-law to have a drink in his small courtyard. The drink was not bought by Tang Dao.
Jiannanchun is the 'sweet potato roast' brewed by the farmers in Dakouzi Town.
The wine is slightly turbid, but it is definitely strong enough. Drinking it is like drinking a ball of fire, burning from your throat to your stomach.
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In Lao Tantai's own words: This wine is just like Taihang Mountain, fierce and strong!
The handsome old man from Tantai, who was not a good drinker, got drunk after three drinks. He pulled the Tang knife and said: "Victory or defeat is God's will. Our Chinese race has survived through five thousand years of ups and downs. It is not a certain person or a certain person."
A few people can complete it, protect Mingyue and yourself!"
After a drunken encounter, the old father, who had gone through many trials and tribulations, faced the choice between his family and his children, and ultimately preferred the latter.
This is actually very humane and rational! He just wants his daughter and son-in-law to live well and enjoy their lives that have barely started yet.
But, why are the protagonists in all the stories about saving the world all young people? Maybe it’s not just the stories about elders overcoming obstacles that few people pay attention to!
What's more, the blood in the young man's chest has not diminished!
What's more, just like the boy who was my classmate, the rows of soldiers who carried spears on their backs and threw themselves into the battlefield without hesitation under military orders all had slightly green hair under their chins!
"Don't worry, Dad, I promise that I will protect Mingyue for the rest of her life and try not to make her sad!" Tang Dao's answer was very Tang Dao.
What he said was all the truth. Even if he lived two lives and lived through hundreds of years in this world, Tang Dao could only try his best not to make his lover sad.
All because, if his subordinate brothers can sacrifice their lives, how can he take care of himself alone?
No longer young, but still a teenager! Isn’t this the case for the hundreds of middle-aged generals who died in this war?
There were only a few people who came to see off the main force of the Si Xing Regiment. The only soldiers were Shangguan Yun, the commander of the 4th Battalion, and a dozen of his officers above the lieutenant level.
At the battalion commander-level military meeting two days ago, after fierce debate, Tang Dao finally made the final decision. The 1st, 2nd, and 3rd Infantry Battalions went out with the army, and the newly established 4th Battalion was responsible for staying behind the Si Xing Regiment.
The officers of the 4th Battalion, headed by Shangguan Yun, were originally very depressed. They thought that the regimental commander still believed that the 4th Battalion was not established for a long time and it would be difficult to take on a big job. Tang Dao went to the 4th Battalion headquarters in person and directly took out the map of southeastern Shanxi.
The Japanese army still occupies all county towns and important transportation lines. More than 50,000 troops are like a rope straddling the side of the Taihang Mountains. They have the upper hand in a situation where they can retreat, defend or attack.
"The 4th Battalion has not been established for a long time, but its core is the elite of the Royal Forest Army and the elite of our northern army. When it comes to offense, it does not have the tacit understanding of the other three battalions. But when it comes to defense, even if it is not the best among all battalions, it is still the top two choice.
!" Tang Dao directly gave a fair assessment of the combat effectiveness of the 4th Infantry Battalion.
"The danger of staying behind is even greater than that of the outgoing army. If the Japanese army makes any changes, you will use a battalion to cover the people of the town, and the personnel and equipment of the arsenal will be withdrawn, leaving you with very little room for tactical retreat! If you are not careful,
, is the death battle in the old Sihang Warehouse, the decisive battle!" Tang Dao's face became extremely serious.
Tang Dao is not cheating. This is more than 80% of the chance that the regiment staff will appear during tactical deductions. The Japanese army is mechanical and rigid, but they are by no means stupid.
It is absolutely impossible for a stupid opponent who only relies on superior equipment to defeat China, which has assembled millions of troops in this year. Those who think that their opponents are stupid are first of all denying themselves.
The somewhat excited emotions of the officers and soldiers of the 4th Battalion were calmed down by Tang Dao, and they accepted this difficult task of "keeping crystals" as housekeepers.
"Regiment leader, regimental deputy, director night, and director Zhuang, I wish you a great victory over the Japanese invaders!" Shangguan Yun led his four company commanders and four deputy company commanders to the four officers who were leading the main force of the four-line regiment this time.
salute.
"Sir, take care!" Qin Ruoyu, who had the closest relationship with Tang Dao, couldn't help but be a little excited at this time, his eyes flashing a little brightly in the dim light of the fire.
For colleagues and comrades-in-arms, the saddest thing is not to see you fall, but that I know you are about to go to the battlefield, but I can only stare at you!
If I can stand side by side with you and protect you and my young ideal together, death is really not as scary as imagined.
"Take care of yourself too!" Tang Dao, riding on a war horse, led the three chief officers under his command to return the salute. He glanced into the distance, gently pinched the horse's belly, and roared in a low voice: "Pass my military order and let the third battalion serve as the whole army."
Back team!"
"Yes!" Xia Dayu's little bald head nodded and ran away!
Lei Xiong, Ye Chenghuan, and Zhuang Shisan looked at each other and smiled. They waved to Shangguan Yun and others who were seeing them off. They each shouted "Drive!" and the horses began to trot.
Next to them was the queue of officers and soldiers of the First Infantry Battalion of the Si Xing Regiment who had already set off in advance.
As the first battalion, serving as an arrow for the entire army seems to have been integrated into their bones. ‘Use me in the first battle, and you will win if you use me!’ This is the eternal slogan of the first battalion.
And the three chief officers all understood that Tang Dao had just suddenly ordered that the third battalion that was protecting the artillery battalion in the middle should be moved to the rear, probably to take care of the people who came to see them off.
Mrs. Yue held the little girl in her left hand and Yue Yiman in her right hand. She stood on a hill about 50 meters away from the army's marching queue with the stone.
Since becoming the principal of a primary school with more than 200 students, Mrs. Yue has been busy every day and lived a fulfilling life, with more and more smiles appearing on her youthful face.
However, no matter how busy she was, she would still ask Yue Yiman or Xiao Shitou to go to the third battalion headquarters to take Leng Feng's sweat-soaked military uniforms back for her to wash, and then fold them neatly until the evening of the next day.
Let Sanxiao send it back.
The three children were all very happy to do this work. Not only were the Shitou brothers and sisters rescued by the company led by Leng Feng that day, but also during the long march of thousands of miles into the Taihang Mountains, Leng Feng's broad back carried many little girls and Yue Yiman.
dreamland.
If you want to say who the three young boys of the Four Elements Regiment admire the most, it would probably have to be Tang Tuanzuo, who is said to be miraculous by the officers and soldiers of the Four Elements Regiment. But if you want to say who you like the most, then it probably has to be the cold-faced uncle Leng Feng.
Of course, in order to find some work for the military dependents, the Fourth Army Regiment Headquarters stipulated that all officers and non-commissioned officers with a pay grade higher than that of a second lieutenant could have their clothes cleaned by a dedicated laundry team as long as they paid 1 yuan a month.
Just this one job supports at least 60 aunts and sisters-in-law!
Except for stingy old Li and a few others, most officers and sergeants basically have clean clothes to wear every day.
But socks and underwear have to be made by oneself. For someone like Battalion Commander Leng who keeps them clean and neat from head to toe every day, I'm afraid only Tang Tuanzuo can compete with him.
Who told Tang Tuanzuo to have a fiancée?
Although Tantai Mingyue is the eldest lady, Jiangnan women are inherently ingenious. Regardless of Tantai's family tradition, she is always favored. However, she has been good at doing household chores since she was a child. No matter how busy she is with her own work, Tang Dao has always been good at it.
However, her clothes are washed cleanly by her, and when she is free, she can personally cook an authentic Hangzhou dish for Tang Dao!
Even though Tang Dao is ignorant, he always likes to eat sweet Hangcheng food with chili peppers! But every time he eats it cleanly without even leaving any soup.
Leng Feng and Mrs. Yue both have "cold" personalities. Even the entire Four Elements Group knows what these two are like, just like knowing that Daya, the nurse in the health company, chases Mingxin every day to learn Chinese martial arts.
They are all like a bright mirror.
What! Uncle Han from the Military Training Department is not a master of Chinese martial arts. He has been personally certified by Tang Tuanzuo. His Bajiquan is said to be second in the Four Elements Group. Tang Tuanzuo dare not say he is first. He combines the marksmanship of all dynasties.
Not only the entire Four Elements Regiment is practicing the "Four Elements Assault Technique", but also the 683rd Brigade, the 17th Division and even the 104th Division are organizing the practice.
As a result, Ming Xin didn't understand the style. She always hid far away after completing one and a half moves. She was also the one who performed the most active tasks. Gu Xishui, who had been hurt by love, couldn't help but intervene.
He: "In this era, don't leave any regrets to yourself!"
Yaomei'er is Gu Xishui's biggest regret! Her tomb is buried at the highest place in the Sixings Regiment Martyrs Cemetery.
That was Gu Xishui's request. Although Yao Meier's military exploits were not enough to keep her there, Gu Xishui did. He used his military exploits in exchange for a small comb that Yao Meier had left behind, along with Yao Meier's.
The letter his sister wrote to him was buried on that peak!
He hoped that every time he went on an expedition, Yao Meier could stand there and look at him, and then wait for him to return, even if it was just his soul!
Perhaps, that is also Gu Xishui's wish!
Mingxin is still young and has not experienced this, so he will not understand!
Leng Feng understands, but he won't say it, because he knows that there is some heartache and it takes time to heal!
Only when the wounds have become scarred and the scars have become dull, and you enter her heart again, will she not suddenly feel sad.
Leng Feng hopes she can be happy!
But the army had already set off, and Mrs. Yue came with three children to see her off. How could Leng Feng ignore it indifferently?
"You too, the children are already asleep, why are you bringing them here!" Leng Feng rubbed the heads of the three children one by one, covering up the redness on his dark face with a cold face and a critical tone.
When he ran over just now, he saw the smiles on the faces of many old comrades who were trying their best to hide them, especially veteran Youzi, whose big yellow teeth almost fell out when he smiled.
There was also the military order that the little bald guy ran very fast and loudly, for fear that everyone would not know that the regimental commander was 'using power for personal gain'.
"Then you can't blame me, you have to blame Xiao Shitou. He ran over and dragged us here, saying that Uncle Leng Feng was going to fight the Japanese." Mrs. Yue had a look of sadness on her quiet face and shook her head in denial.
"You kid, you're the only one with a lot of trouble!" Leng Feng ruthlessly rubbed Shitou's head, which was smiling innocently.
"Here, this is for you!" Leng Feng suddenly took out something from his waist and solemnly placed it in the eight-year-old Shitou's hand.
The heavy and cold touch made Little Shitou open his mouth in surprise.
"Don't you want to play with wooden guns a long time ago?" Leng Feng grinned. "My Black Star pistol has too much recoil. You are still young and can't use that. I asked Tuan Zuo to bring this specially from Jincheng.
Walter pistol!"
The Walter pistol, born in the 1930s, was specially designed by the German Empire for self-defense for agents and high-ranking officers. The biggest feature of this model is its compact size, with a total gun length of only 150 mm, a weight of 570 grams, an ammunition capacity of 7 rounds, and an effective range of 50 meters!
When Leng Feng asked Tang Dao for a sophisticated pistol, Tang Dao purchased 100 Walter PPKs from Lou Dehua's Krupp Company at one time, mainly for use by some female nurses who could not use the high-recoil Black Star pistols.
Substitutes, as well as those that need to perform some special tasks.
"Long live Uncle Leng!" Shitou almost jumped up with excitement.
"Oh! We also have real guns." Yue Yiman and the little girl also jumped up happily.
"You are spoiling them, how dangerous it is!" Madam Yue said angrily.
"Shitou, you have to remember one thing. If you pick up the gun, you will be a warrior. Promise me that during my absence, you will protect your brothers, sisters, and your adoptive mother!" Leng Feng said with great solemnity.
"I promise!" Shitou nodded fiercely, his face showing a maturity that was inconsistent with his age.
Suffering makes people grow quickly! Although this is not what the Chinese think, the Japanese are here and there is nothing they can do.
"Isn't this battle very dangerous?" Madam Yue suddenly asked softly.
The moonlight is like a flower, falling on Mrs. Yue's peaceful face, which makes her look a little pale!
In her memory, Leng Feng had always been an extremely calm person, such a calm warrior, but before leaving, he gave a real gun to an eight-year-old child. The fact that this behavior represented made her inexplicably frightened.
"Yes!" Leng Feng hesitated for a moment and nodded.
He knew she would be worried, but he didn't want to lie to her!
Mrs. Yue lowered her head slightly, her hair hanging down from her full forehead, blocking her suddenly red eyes.
Leng Feng opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only stand silently.
The three little ones felt that the atmosphere was different and did not dare to interrupt the conversation between adults by talking too much.
Silence for a long time!
"Then I'm leaving. You should also pay attention to safety at home. If there is an air raid siren, hide in the air-raid shelter immediately!" Leng Feng'er heard that the company of the third battalion had begun to form a team. He hurriedly said a word and turned around to leave.
Seeing that the figure is about to disappear into the darkness.
"Hey!" Mrs. Yue suddenly raised her head bravely and shouted.
Leng Feng paused.
"If you want to come back, I'll wait for you!" Although Mrs. Yue's face was still pale and there were tears in her eyes, she was full of courage.
She was a widow, which was unlucky for him who was about to embark on the battlefield! But if she didn't say some things, she was afraid it would be too late.
"Okay!" Leng Feng stood there for a while and agreed dully.
The tall figure disappeared into the night.
No one knew that in the cool night breeze, the infantry battalion commander who walked like the wind felt as if his heart was about to burst with joy as hard as iron!
