Bright Sword Military System

Chapter 396
"Chief!" The chief of staff thought for a while, and said to the chief: "After this battle, I think the devils have already set their sights on the Independence Regiment, especially the Xiaodongbei. Let's be more cautious in the future!"

Then the chief of staff said: "How about we transfer Xiao Dongbei to the headquarters?"

The chief shook his head and said, "That's not right! If Xiaodongbei wasn't in the army, would he be able to come up with such things as bullets and mines? Can he come up with tactics like the 'three-three system'? If he can't think of something, it's a waste of time." Talent!"

The chief may or may not be right about this idea.

It's not right, as a modern person, Wang Xuexin has known these equipments for a long time, so of course he can think of them.

The problem is...

If Wang Xuexin didn't know what difficulties the Eighth Route Army would encounter on the battlefield, he wouldn't know which equipment was suitable and which equipment was not.

For example, [-] small cannons, bullet mines, rocket launchers, etc., all belong to this situation, which can only be thought of when encountering specific difficulties.

As the so-called "inspiration comes from practice", if Wang Xuexin was transferred to the headquarters and locked in an office or faced with a bunch of machines in a dull arsenal, it would really be impossible to develop the equipment that the Eighth Route Army really needed based on the actual situation.

The chief of staff thought about it, but he felt that it was too dangerous to send Xiao Dongbei to the front line all the time, so he suggested: "Or, let's transfer the independent regiment to the second line, so there is no need for the independent regiment to go to the battle that is too dangerous. This regiment will serve as inspiration for Xiao Dongbei, occasionally fight small battles without too much risk, conduct some new tactical training or try out new equipment!"

The chief thought for a while, then nodded and said: "That's right! This way can minimize the risk of Xiaodongbei going to the battlefield. Li Yunlong...may be unhappy because there is no battle, but as long as there are new equipment for him to use There is a problem!"

So Li Yunlong received an order to transfer the whole group to a place called Sanjiadian.

Li Yunlong didn't know the name of the place at first, so he hurriedly searched for it on the map for a while, and then his face darkened.

Zhao Gang asked: "What's wrong? It's like being robbed of two carts of ammunition!"

"Isn't it?" Li Yunlong pointed to the map and replied, "Look where these three stores are!"

Zhao Gang followed the position pointed by Li Yunlong, and then he understood.

It's not that these three stores are not good, but these three stores are too good...a place thirty kilometers away from the front line.

To be precise, it was [-] kilometers away from the counterattack line of the "elastic defense".

There is no need to think about this position, it must be the second line, and the task of reinforcements may not even come to the independent regiment.

Li Yunlong immediately muttered: "Old Zhao, what do you think this chief is thinking? Seeing that there is a good show on the front line, our independent regiment has just won a big victory and the morale is booming. Fire looting..."

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Gang interrupted Li Yunlong's words: "What a mess, why did you take advantage of the fire to rob?"

Li Yunlong grinned and replied: "We are in the heat of fire now, and the superiors are still robbing one at a time, what is this not called taking advantage of the fire to rob?"

Zhao Gang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, who else used this idiom like that?

It's all my fault that I usually use idioms when talking to Li Yunlong but I don't explain the meaning to him.

Zhao Gang shook his head helplessly, then looked at the three stores on the map, and said thoughtfully: "Lao Li, we only have more than 600 people left, and many soldiers are still injured. The devils rushed out of the encirclement, everyone was exhausted, and there is nothing wrong with pulling to the second line to rest and replenish some soldiers! Now pull up and fight tough battles, do you think the soldiers can bear it?"

Li Yunlong thought it was right, so he nodded and remained silent.

He had a vague feeling that this time the independent regiment was not as simple as being dragged to the second line to rest.

Because usually even if you take a rest, you don’t get as far as [-] kilometers away... The Eighth Route Army marches on two legs, and [-] kilometers is a day’s march distance.

So, isn't this a bit like herding sheep in the second line for a long time?

I hope not.

But after thinking about it, Li Yunlong could only order the troops to move towards the three stores.

Since the cars and supplies were still in the hands of the independent group, the independent group rushed to the three stores that afternoon.

Standing in the car, Wang Xuexin saw a banner at the entrance of the village from afar: "Welcome the triumphant return of the Independence Regiment."

As soon as the independent regiment's convoy approached, the people on both sides of the road set off firecrackers, and then beat gongs and drums to welcome them. From time to time, some people took out trowels and boiled eggs and handed them to the soldiers in the car.

The car slowed down, and the soldiers kept waving to the villagers on both sides, and many soldiers even leaned out to shake hands with the villagers.

Liang Guisheng, who was sleeping in the corner of the car with his gun in his arms, was woken up. He opened his eyes and looked around, and then asked excitedly, "W-Where is this? Where are we?"

Second platoon leader Liang Guisheng didn't close his eyes because of the battle last night. After successfully breaking through the encirclement, he was so sleepy that he fell asleep. He didn't wake up until now, so he didn't know the situation.

"Platoon leader!" A soldier replied, "This is three shops!"

"Three stores? Really three stores!" Liang Guisheng's eyes widened immediately.

"What's wrong?" Wang Xuexin asked with some doubts.

"Company commander!" Liang Guisheng said with red eyes, "This is my house, I'm home now!"

Then Liang Guisheng leaned out, waved his hands at an old lady and shouted, "Aunt Niu, how are you?"

The aunt was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses, and responded in the crowd: "Oh, it's Guisheng! You are well, I read you every day, and I am worried about where you are fighting, and I am back!"

Liang Guisheng burst into tears, then squatted in the car like a child and began to cry.

Others don't know what's going on with him, but Wang Xuexin knows it in his heart.

Liang Guisheng was recruited by Heiyunzhai.

He had told Wang Xuexin before that when Liang Guisheng was a bandit, his father wouldn't let him into the house for several years, and even cursed him all day long why he wasn't taken in earlier!
Now when the Eighth Route Army is fighting devils, his father is thinking about safety every day...

At this moment, Liang Guisheng really felt that it was worth it, more than anything else.

Then, Liang Guisheng stood up with tears in his eyes, looked at Wang Xuexin, and asked, "Company commander..."

Wang Xuexin nodded and said, "Go!"

Liang Guisheng let out an excited "Hey", jumped off the side of the car as soon as he turned over, and ran towards home with his legs wide open, laughing while running, and wiping away tears from time to time. Eyes are red.

Wang Xuexin sighed secretly, no wonder the Eighth Route Army has the support of thousands of people behind it.

Wang Xuexin didn't understand it before, he just thought it was just a slogan, and now he really understands the deep meaning of this sentence.

(End of this chapter)