under fire

Chapter 1629 The Use of Telephones

The crescent moon in early autumn is like a hook.

Sight is not good in the moonlight.

On the field road to the north, far away from the eastward march route of the Japanese and puppet troops, the correspondents who rode bicycles to report letters fell down from time to time because of the uneven ground on the road.

Regardless of the pain, he picked up the bicycle and jumped on it, stepping on the pedals and continuing forward amidst the squeaking sound of the teeth plate.

Working hard on my bike in my spare time finally came in handy.

There is only one thought in my mind, to report and upload the latest news as soon as possible.

Not far from the correspondent, in the wilderness, a dozen figures were hurrying about in the dark night.

Occasionally, I raised my head and looked at the faint figure of the correspondent who was hurriedly going back and forth under the moon, falling and then being hurriedly transported away.

No one laughed, they just glanced at each other and quickly continued working.

The leader of the busy team spoke anxiously: "Old Liu, please move faster. You must set up the phone line before the battle begins."

The middle-aged man named Lao Liu muttered in a low voice: "Monitor Lu, there are not enough wires with skins on them."

The man who called Squad Leader Lu turned his head and shouted in a low voice: "Technician, where did he die? How much is the leather wire missing?"

"At least two miles apart." A thin figure wearing glasses quickly replied.

"Don't you know how to use wire?"

"There are no telephone poles, and the wire cannot be placed on the ground." The technician suggested in a low voice: "How about asking the girl to move the headquarters here?"

"Fuck your mother's balls." Squad leader Lu thought for a moment: "Hurry up and put the rifles in the ground to use as telephone poles. If it doesn't work, everyone can use them as telephone poles. Use hemp cloth to wrap the iron wire and carry it on your shoulders. I don't care what you use. The solution is to set up the phone line for me within ten minutes!”

"Hey, squad leader, isn't the stretcher made by the health team a ready-made wooden pole after removing the linen?" Another voice suggested.

"Then what are you waiting for? The health team is not far behind, let them come over and help!"

He Gensheng, who was waiting in the dark, heard that the purpose of the stretcher was to be changed. He shook his head and asked, "Absolutely not. What will we do if we don't have a stretcher to carry the wounded later?"

"Wounded? At least a hundred puppet soldiers will be captured in a while. They have plenty of stretchers over there."

In a certain ditch.

A black figure crouched and hurried over: "The generator is ready and can be started at any time!"

Xiao Hongying smiled proudly: "Hey, squad leader Lu, hurry up and give it a try."

Squad leader Lu quickly suggested: "The engine sound is too loud, so we should use the battery for power debugging first."

After a while of fussing around,

"Hey, hey, hey, is this Liu Da's skill? Can you speak louder?"

After feeding for a long time, Xiao Hongying finally put down the phone.

Then he crawled out of the ditch, spread his legs and ran towards Hu Yi's position ahead.

Behind her, squad leader Lu quickly shouted to the soldiers of the communications squad to continue planting poles on the ground. Then, circles of wires were unfolded and fixed on the poles, extending

Xiao Hongying came behind Hu Yi: "Liu Yuanqing commanded a company of Wang Shun's troops and has successfully arrived in front of the puppet army to set up an ambush. There is currently a firefight!"

"Who asked you to come here?" Hu Yi turned around and saw a group of people following the girl busy in the open space. He opened his narrow eyes regardless of the discomfort in his eyes.

Looks like a phone line is being set up?

The banging of gunfire to the east became more intense.

Hu Yi, who was lying in the ditch, suddenly had some delusions. Battalion-level units established a telephone command system?

Is this going to heaven?

As early as the Sixty-seventh Army, it was not new to temporarily set up telephone lines on the battlefield to conduct command over the phone.

Under normal circumstances, this high-tech command system can only be used at least between the brigade level and the subordinate regiment level.

As said, only a very small number of people in Chongqing who are directly affiliated with the Central Army can establish a telephone command system from the regiment level to the battalion level.

At the moment, although it is just a telephone line and not a command system, being able to communicate by phone is a hundred times more efficient than a messenger riding a bicycle!

After hearing Xiao Hongying holding the microphone and yelling for a long time, Hu Yi still seemed to be in a dream.

From Xiao Hongying's communication with Liu Yuanqing on the phone, she heard that the exchange of fire between Wang Shunbu and the vanguard of the puppet army had turned into a full-scale firefight.

Boom boom boom.

The sound of grenade explosions in the distance in the east finally brought Hu Yi back to his senses: "Did you get this from the county town two days ago?"

Xiao Hongying, who was still wearing a mask, puffed up her chest proudly: "Fox, this matter must be kept strictly confidential, otherwise the superiors will know about it. Just like the radio station, we can't keep it!"

Hu Yi listened to the sound of the engine mixed with gunshots and explosions: "Well, how many lines were pulled in total?"

"Only one, I can only talk to Liu Yuanqing directly. I originally wanted to get two more, but the location of Li Laosi and the spy is not sure."

"Did Liu Yuanqing ask you to do it?"

"Hey, I also invited the person in charge of telephone maintenance in the county to come over for guidance."

The traffic officer lying next to Hu Yi was a little distracted. Is the battalion-level unit directing the battle through the phone?

How outrageous does this have to be? Although telephones appeared in the late Qing Dynasty, in fact, division chiefs have not used telephones to direct battles until now.

The Eighth Route Army basically engaged in guerrilla warfare and rarely engaged in positional warfare, so telephone command was not used at all.

In addition, there is a lack of supplies in the division. Each regiment usually uses radio to communicate during operations. This kind of telephone, which requires a lot of equipment and equipment, is completely regarded as useless.

When they were seized in the county seat, the division chief didn't care at all about the girl's request for telephone equipment and equipment.

Jiuying is really full of talents!

However, this is not right. Telephone command only comes in handy during positional warfare, okay?

It seems that Battalion Commander Hu is determined to fight the Japanese this time?

This is obviously inconsistent with the spirit of the Eighth Route Army’s movement and operations.

"Hey, what about you?"

"What?" The musing traffic officer was pushed back to his senses.

"Hey, I'm warning you. This instructor has made an agreement with your chief. If you dare to talk nonsense, the two radio stations given to your division must be returned to us!"

The traffic officer's mind was confused, but he still insisted on his position: "You can really talk about it, that radio station was obviously seized by us!"

"Tch, if it weren't for us, why would you have conquered the county?"

"Uh"

A dark figure hurriedly came over: "Report to the guidance, uh, battalion commander, you are also there. Report to the battalion commander, the ninth company and one platoon to block the Japanese frontally are in place."

"Turn on the flare!" Hu Yi immediately turned around and ordered to Li Xiang next to him: "According to the planned plan, find the target and fire freely!"

The Japanese second lieutenant, who was behind the Imperial Alliance Army and was quietly marching eastward, suddenly felt a little uneasy.

First, there was a burst of gunfire in the east direction where the Imperial Army was running, and then there was the sound of grenades exploding.

Apparently, Tubal Road launched an attack on the fleeing Imperial Army.

A few minutes ago, he was in a gloating mood.

Following the familiar sound of a grenade being fired from the north, a pale moon suddenly appeared in the sky.

The second lieutenant's expression changed drastically: "Enemy attack, hide"

Bang bang bang.

Da da da.

"Enemy is attacking, take cover!" The ghost messenger of the Japanese army spread the second lieutenant's order with a ghostly howl: "Fight back!"

There was a popping sound, and the well-trained elites immediately fell to the ground, raised their guns, pulled the bolts, pushed the ammunition, and fired back at the muzzle flashes.

Uh. Some of them must have been hit by bullets and had to fall to the ground, twitching in pain.

The Japs carrying the stretcher in the middle of the team were not so lucky. They subconsciously wanted to throw themselves down and find cover in a nearby ditch, but they happened to be carrying a stretcher. It was impossible to abandon their companions on the stretcher, right?

After a moment's hesitation, bullets whizzed into his body.

Warhead showed no mercy because of their status as carrying the wounded.

ah.

Why.

Starling

Screams and wails came and went.

The dense bullets fired from the guns of the despicable attackers tore the bodies and hearts of the Japanese.

From time to time someone was hit in the head by a rifle bullet!

"Attention, there is a sharpshooter," the observer leaned out and reminded loudly.

After he finished speaking, a bullet penetrated the bridge of his nose.

Well-trained is no lie. Judging from the muzzle flash, the despicable sneak attacker is not far away.

The counterattack machine gun team was quickly set up and followed up with strafing fire to suppress fire.

One grenade group after another was hastily assembled.

Tom.

The first retaliatory grenade shot into the air.

With blood-red eyes, the Japanese second lieutenant never imagined that someone would dare to attack the invincible imperial army!

Suddenly I remembered the guard posts arranged on both sides, but it seemed that there had been no reply for a long time.

It is impossible to silently destroy the elites who have been on the battlefield and are well-trained!

As each flare approached the ground, another flared in the sky.

The second lieutenant's heart began to sink. The person who ambushed him this time was definitely not Tubalu.

Why did Tubalu have the courage to attack the imperial army?

Da da da…

There was a sudden burst of fierce Czech machine gun fire in the fields on the flanks. The shooters and deputy shooters of the machine gun team who were protruding from the ground were shot one after another and fell down.

A hail of bullets passed over the second lieutenant's head.

"Stop the hell! Keep your aim and hit again!" A voice shouted loudly in the field behind the ridge.