Chapter 428

I don’t know what happened recently, but there were certain noises on all channels of the radio stations, and the communication between radio stations between the base areas was affected. However, several Japanese communication channels were more disturbed, and the transmission of intelligence and documents were seriously affected. Under the direction measurement of the Kuomintang and Japanese technicians, they found that the source of interference was in the Hebei region. I don’t know which evil ghost was engaged in radio interference in the entire frequency band, which caused many radio stations to have poor communication.

When the telegraph squad of the 11th Division Command took advantage of the fact that the command had just escaped from the pursuit of the Japanese army and moved to a village to rest, he quickly set up a radio station, used a bamboo pole to lift the antenna, and turned on the machine and received a contact signal from the radio station of the 12th Division Team. When he had just received the preliminary combat response plan of the 12th Division Team, Wang Bao, the captain of the 12th Division Team, who was guarding the radio station next to the radio station, almost thought that something had happened to his eyes.

It was originally thought that the 12th District Team would follow the previous flexible and mobile combat policy, combine various forms of struggle in the base area such as guerrilla warfare, sparrow warfare, tunnel warfare and mine warfare, and deal with Ren Qiuqiu's incoming enemy in the movement, delaying time and waiting for the assistance of brothers and the main forces of the division, and driving the enemies of Ren Qiu County back. However, the decoded combat plan was exactly the same as what Wang Bao expected. The 12th District Team was sharpening its sword and preparing to fight a positional battle with more than 3,000 Japanese and puppet troops in Ren Qiu County. The 12th District Team, which had only 600 people, pk 3,000 Japanese and puppet troops who were armed to the teeth. Isn't that the old birthday star seeking death by eating arsenic? Do you still want to continue to fight against Japan in the future?

Although Wang Bao believed that Li Wei's ability was enough to be the acting captain of the district, he could not even understand that this little bastard who lost his family made such a foolish move, which was completely different from Li Wei's previous style of taking advantage of the situation without losing. Wang Bao was not afraid of the 12th District team escaping in the last battle, but he had to eat and fight one by one, fighting against the enemy in a row. Even if he wins, he will win a lot. The 12th District team has saved up in the past six months. Don't think about how much of the family foundation is left. People and land are lost, people and land are lost. Such a simple truth is that even an ordinary soldier understands. Why is this little Li Zi so confused that he can't understand.

The sound of gunfire came faintly from the distance to the west of the headquarters, and the Japanese and puppet troops caught up again. The guard battalion responsible for protecting the headquarters was catching fire with the enemy.

"No! I have to go back to the district team immediately. No one at home is in a hurry. These little bastards are still going to make a fuss!" Wang Bao couldn't sit still, and he wanted to put on his wings and fly to the 12th District Team, kick Li Zi off the seat of the acting district team leader. He blew up seventeen or eighteen chestnuts and re-take the district team.

"Haha! Xiao Bao! Where are you in a hurry to go?" Seeing Wang Bao come out of the telegram class, Political Commissar Wang from the division headquarters greeted Wang Bao, but found that Wang Bao's angry face turned pale.

When Wang Bao saw Political Commissar Wang, his face calmed down a little. He said, "Uncle, I'll go back to the district team. Wei Zi didn't know which medicine he had taken wrong, but he actually fought against the enemy. Isn't this a stupid trick to kill a thousand enemies and hurt himself by himself?"

"What?! Little Lizi fights against others?!" Political Commissar Wang muttered. Since he was in the third regiment, the boy looked like he was not close to the stranger, but no one could see through the colorful intestines in his stomach. He was so insidious that he followed the enemy and fought hard with the enemy. Except for this boy who was alone, he might be confused, but he had never pulled others into the water together, but he was just messing around again. This boy also had a bottom line. Political Commissar Wang blinked and asked again: "Are you sure?!"

"Look, the combat plan that the 12th District Team just sent me is not sure what to do. Wei Zi is crazy, Jia Yao and the others are crazy with Wei Zi." Wang Bao angrily handed the decoding of the electric component in his hand to Wang Zhengmeng.

"Don't worry, I'll take a look first!" Political Commissar Wang took the document with one hand, took out his glasses and put them on. He whispered the combat plan above.

"Haha! This little Lizi has a very big ambition! With the 600 people under your command, you want to eat more than 3,000 of Ono's Nichiro's troops. Tsk tsk! Xiao Bao. Your 12th District Team is indeed the team with the strongest combat effectiveness in the division!" Political Commissar Wang did not have the expression like Wang Bao, but was full of confidence in this combat plan.

"It depends on the time when it is strong! Uncle, you give me some advice!" Wang Bao could not understand what Political Commissar Wang said.

"Xiao Bao, I'll ask you a few questions?" Political Commissar Wang looked at Wang Bao with a smile, "Do you think Little Lizi is a fool?!"

"He is not stupid, he is even more powerful than a monkey!" Wang Bao couldn't touch his head. Why did Political Commissar Wang ask such a strange question?

Political Commissar Wang continued to ask: "Have Li Zi played cards as usual when she works?!"

"His brain is not human at all. If he can play cards according to the rules, he will play the West."

Wang Bao cannot understand the way of thinking of modern people. The decades of ideological gap have become bigger.

"Isn't this going to end!" Political Commissar Wang handed back the combat plan of the 12th District Team to Wang Bao, "Wei Zi is not stupid, Jia Yao and the others are not stupid. If you decide on such a combat plan, they must have their intentions. Wang Bao, you, the district captain, can't underestimate your company commanders, don't worry."

Wang Bao also knew in his heart that there were some things behind this combat plan, but his mind was just turning around. Political Commissar Wang mentioned it and his anxiety calmed down a little.

The sound of gunfire in the distance seemed to be approaching again. It seemed that the guard battalion was retreating the defense line, and the headquarters was about to continue to move again. The radio team was putting away the antenna.

The chaotic sound of gunfire made Wang Bao's irritability rekindled, and he said, "I'm still worried about this, I still have to go back and watch." He tore the combat plan in his hand into pieces.

"Now there are Japanese puppet troops everywhere, so it's inconvenient to go back. Otherwise, I'll arrange a platoon to escort you back." Political Commissar Wang saw Wang Bao's anxious look and did not intend to stop him. Wang Bao's personality was like this since he was a child. Once he decided on something, even the eighteen donkeys could not pull him back.

Wang Bao quickly shook his head and said, "Now the headquarters still has to deal with the enemy. How can we draw people out? I will just be careful when I put on makeup and make the common people. The Japanese will never be serious about an inconspicuous common people. Besides, there are too many people, but I can pass the test."

"Okay! Be careful on the road! If not, come back! Don't force me!" Political Commissar Wang looked at his nephew and sighed. The red ghost in the past has grown up and has his own team. Political Commissar Wang looked at Wang Bao like a kind father looking at his children.

Wang Bao did not continue to move with the headquarters. When the division headquarters was driving, he disguised himself as he put on a disguise, carried a shell gun and two small melon grenades. Before the artillery fire approaching the main force of the Japanese and puppet army arrived, he looked for the way back to the 12th District Team alone.

More than 3,000 Japanese and puppet troops from Ono Nihu, Renqiu County, crawled in a week of turtle speed, divided into two forces to approach Ishii Town. A Japanese and puppet mixed brigade with more than 1,000 people had already had contact with the outer defense line of the 12th District Team and conducted small-scale exchanges of fire. This Japanese and puppet mixed brigade was extremely cautious and did not make a rash progress. Instead, he adopted the erosion tactic and advanced by meter, while waiting for the main force of Ono Nihuo.

At this time, the forces of the two brigades under Nio Ono's two brigades were no longer as powerful as the one who had just taken office in the Qiu County. The eight armored vehicles they borrowed were crippled by militia harassed attacks. Later, one of them was knocked out by a large missile from the 12th District Team. The remaining five were short of fuel after being attacked by rockets, and only three were able to drive to Ishii Town to participate in the battle. Ono's Nio Ono had directly lost the battle of the three squadrons on the road less than two hundred miles.

Seeing the Ishii Town, which was like layers of positions in front of me, Nio Ono's vanguard might have lost the intention of breathing a sigh of relief after arriving at the destination. The 12th District Team had been waiting for a long time and had revised all the land outside Ishii Town to create a terrain area that was easy to defend and difficult to attack. Li Wei would have prepared the script for Nio Ono.

Dong~~

A piece of ice was flying, and a large hole in the frozen soil was exposed on the ground. It was the Japanese and puppet army's Type 95 infantry artillery demonstrating.

Li Wei stood outside the enemy's firepower range and watched the enemy's small force being divided into tests of the firepower distribution of Shijing Town. He smelled the smoke from the cold wind, his body trembled involuntarily, his adrenaline secretion accelerated, and his hand unconsciously held the stomp handle behind him. For the first time, he clearly felt that he belonged to the battlefield. It was his destination and fighting was all his life, but he did not move. He was under the burden of commanding the battle. The soldiers of the entire district team delivered their trust in themselves to themselves at the cost of their lives. He dared not be careless at all. Li Wei knew that the 12th District team needed to go through a high-intensity battle. Only by growing in such a battle can the 12th District team face a large-scale battle that can only be described in the future as a magnificent word, such as the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea, the Battle of Zhenbao Island, the Battle of China-India, and the Self-Defense Counterattack Against Vietnam.

Only by truly growing up can you survive in the terrible war where only the strong can survive in the future, but Li Wei cannot tell these to others. Destiny is a mess of people and an unchangeable history gives Li Wei a deep sense of powerlessness.

Perhaps, you will never see a real rainbow without experiencing the storm!

The meaning of a commander is to be a programmer who compiles all the instructions in advance, and the battle is the compiler for testing the program. The battle plan has been determined, all combatants have been in place, and the actions have been launched. The next life-and-death battle will become a touchstone for testing Li Wei's command ability.

The only thing Li Wei can do now is to visit the scene and witness the battle from the beginning to the end.
Chapter completed!