my bright sword career

When Gao Hongming received the telegram from the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, it was still in Gao's old house.

Gao Hongming, who hadn't been home for several days, finally decided to go home after the decisive victory of the Liantai Flying Corps to see his three daughters-in-law and his son who was just one month old.

What he didn't expect was that the next morning, just after dawn, he had plowed three acres of land last night, and he was sleeping soundly with his wife in his arms until dawn, when he was approached by Mr. Liu and the political commissar the door.

Seeing Gao Hongming's depressing look of lack of sleep, Mr. Liu, as a well-known loyal elder, was naturally a little embarrassed: "Brother Gao, I'm really sorry. It stands to reason that we just won the victory, so we shouldn't disturb you and me at this time." The rest of the siblings, but the deputy commander just sent an urgent telegram, we have to come over to discuss with you."

People have already talked about this, so what else can Gao Hongming say.

I could only take the telegram handed over by Master Liu and read it.

This telegram is not long, only a few hundred or two hundred words, but the content is particularly shocking.

After reading it, Gao Hongming didn't speak, but thought silently. After a while, he habitually touched his pocket, but found that he was still wearing pajamas.

At this time, the Ping political commissar at the side smiled and handed over a cigarette. After Gao Hongming took it, he took out a lighter and lit it for him.

Gao Hongming took a deep puff of the cigarette, and after the mellow tobacco smell lingered in his lungs, he became much more energetic.

"Brother Gao, what do you think of the proposal in this telegram?"

Gao Hongming spewed out a smoke ring, and said slowly: "The deputy commander-in-chief is trying to make a big deal, but the scale and time of this battle will probably be expanded in this way. Maybe the entire Eighth Route Army and even the Central Army in North China will be killed." To be involved.

If my expectations are correct, such a large-scale battle should require approval from Yan'an, right?And aren't you afraid that if this matter goes wrong, it will cause heavy losses? "

"What are you afraid of!"

Master Liu smiled faintly, with indescribable firmness in his tone.

"The highest purpose of our Communists is to fight for the well-being of the hardworking people. As long as the Japanese invaders can be driven out of China, let alone some losses, what if the entire army is wiped out?"

Seeing Mr. Liu's powerful words, Gao Hongming felt sincere respect in his heart. Although he thought he couldn't do it, it didn't prevent him from admiring the pure and noble feelings of the older generation of revolutionaries.

After thinking about it, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it hard with the sole of his shoe and stood up: "Okay, since you have all made up your mind, then what's the point of me, Gao Hongming, giving up my life to accompany the gentleman.

Let's go, let's go back to the headquarters to carefully study how to fight the next battle. "

"Squeak..."

Just as the three of them walked out of the study door, they saw a slim figure approaching in a hurry. Qin Xiulian in an emerald green cheongsam walked over. Seeing that her man was about to go out in a hurry, she quickly stopped the group of people, "Hong Ming, two generals, why are you leaving just now?"

Gao Hongming quickly explained: "Daughter-in-law, the military situation is urgent. I, Commander Liu, and Political Commissar Ping want to go back to the headquarters to discuss some matters. We have to go first. I will come back to see you when I have time."

"I'm really sorry, Mrs. Gao." Master Liu smiled kindly: "Is it my political commissar for peace this time, who disturbed the reunion of your husband and wife, and we will come to the door to apologize in person after the battle is over."

Qin Xiulian gave him a reproachful look, "General Liu, I, Qin Xiulian, am such a ignorant person? The reason why I stopped Hong Ming was to tell him to change his clothes before leaving. Otherwise, what would it look like if he really had to go back to the headquarters in such a suit? "

"Uh……"

Only then did Gao Hongming realize that he was still wearing pajamas. If he just returned to the headquarters like this, he might not be laughed to death.

With a blushing face, he hurried back to the house to put on his military uniform, and then returned to the headquarters with Commander Liu, Political Commissar Ping and others...

Kampo I Theater Command

"What did you say... the Eighth Route Army is going to attack Taiyuan?"

Yan Xishan's eyes were extraordinarily wide, and the expression on his face was also extraordinarily exciting, which was a mixture of various expressions of doubt, puzzlement, surprise and even disbelief.

"Yes sir, that's what the Eighth Route Army said."

Sun Chu, the commander of the Sixth Army, stood aside respectfully, his face also full of puzzlement and doubt.

"What a joke, Taiyuan is so easy to fight?" Wang Jingguo, the commander of the [-]th Army Group who was called to discuss things, said disdainfully: "Taiyuan is the core of Japanese rule in Shanxi. Although there are not many defenders in Taiyuan City, but Don’t forget that there is a division of the Japanese army stationed in Jinzhong and XZ, plus there are planes and cannons to help out, the Eighth Route Army’s wish to take Taiyuan City is just a daydream!”

Although Zhao Chengshou, the commander of the Seventh Army, did not speak, the expression of disbelief on his face proved his mood at this time.

In fact, it's no wonder that the generals of the Jinsui Army are so resistant. To put it bluntly, it's their butt that decides their position.

Who is Yan Xishan? He has been operating in Shanxi for nearly 30 years, and Taiyuan is his hometown.

Although it is taken away by the Japanese now, the generals of the Jinsui Army still regard Taiyuan as their hometown in their hearts. Now the Eighth Route Army actually tells them that my buddies are going to take back your hometown. How can these generals of the Jinsui Army be reconciled? Scolding your mother on the spot is considered self-restraint.

Yan Xishan wrinkled his gray eyebrows and thought for a long time, then slowly shook his head and said, "That's not right!"

Sun Chu asked: "Commander, what's wrong?"

"The Eighth Route Army is not a fool. Even ordinary people in Kenanpo know that Taiyuan City is not easy to fight. Don't the Eighth Route Army know? But why did they tell us so openly? Where did they get their strength?"

It is no wonder that Yan Xishan and the generals of the Jinsui Army were confused.

Since the outbreak of the Pacific War, the Japanese army has been rampant for a while, and the Huaxia battlefield has entered the most difficult moment. The Jinsui Army's territory has continued to shrink, and its information collection capabilities have also decreased.

Therefore, although the Liantai Flying Corps achieved such a great victory, due to the strict blockade of the Japanese army, the intelligence personnel of the Jinsui Army in the enemy-occupied area could not collect the information in the first time.

Just when everyone was puzzled, a staff officer hurriedly opened the door and entered.

"Mr. Yan... something serious happened. The planes of the Liantai militia just won a big victory. They blew up seven or eight Japanese airports in Shanxi and shot down more than 100 Japanese planes. From now on, the Japanese People in Shanxi no longer have air power!"

"boom……"

For a moment, the news was like a thunderbolt, knocking everyone out of their minds.

It wasn't until everyone reacted that they understood why the Eighth Route Army headquarters sent such a telegram. The confidence of the Eighth Route Army is here...