The country is broken

"It's a tragedy! It's a loss!" The other battalion commanders wiped their sweat and cried out their grievances from the bottom of their hearts.

The commander of the third battalion became arrogant now. He stood up and stood at attention: "I promise to complete the task! Resolutely fire the first shot."

Gu Yue, the head of the third regiment, nodded, what he wanted was the strength of the third battalion.

"Okay, okay, sit down, you are happy, we haven't settled yet." The first battalion commander pushed the third battalion commander back to his seat with a little jealousy.

"First battalion commander!" Gu Yue, the third regiment commander, continued. [

"Here!" The first battalion commander immediately jumped up, and the first battalion instructor desperately pulled the first battalion commander's reckless move.

Gu Yue, the head of the third regiment, pointed to a place on the map and said: "The first battalion is responsible for cutting off the enemy's reinforcements, and I will strangle the enemy in Shangzhuang. Don't let the enemy in Zhongzhuang let go of one soldier and one soldier, so as to ensure that our regiment can be defeated smoothly." Fort East."

"Yes! Resolutely complete the mission!" The first battalion commander gave a military salute and sat down happily.

"The second battalion is responsible for assisting the east and south of the Eastern Fort, helping the third battalion in the west and southwest to take the Eastern Fort, and the fourth battalion is a reserve team, waiting for the next order." Gu Yue, the leader of the third regiment.

The commander of the second battalion and the commander of the fourth battalion looked at each other, one became the auxiliary attack, and the other simply became the reserve team? !Others eat meat, they can only gnaw bones? !

The two battalion commanders quit immediately.

Gu Yue, the head of the third regiment, quickly waved his hands to stop these two thorny heads, "Okay, okay, the auxiliary attack is also a tough battle. The combat mission of the second battalion is no less important than that of the third battalion. The reserve team is also used to deal with fierce battles. Hurry up!" Time, let's arrange the combat tasks."

"Recently, the battalions have suffered a lot of casualties. We must pay attention to the spiritual education of the soldiers. In the evening, the instructors of each battalion will call the instructors of each company to meet together, exchange tactics for the battle, and try to win the Eastern Fort at the lowest cost." Political Commissar Wang added. road.

After a four-hour discussion between Head Gu, Political Commissar Wang, the battalion commanders and the instructors of each battalion

After the four-hour meeting ended, Gu Yue, the head of the third regiment, finalized the battle plan and announced the end of the meeting.

The battalion commanders and instructors filed out of the conference room.

"Duan Cheng, are you and Xiao Liu standing guard? Where's Wang Bao?" Political Commissar Wang packed up the map and the draft battle plan and came out last.

"Bao, Brother Bao seems to have diarrhea. I'll take his class." Duan Cheng's face was a little pale. During the meeting just now, he tried his best to listen to the people inside, and he wanted to prevent Xiao Liu next to him from finding out that he was stealing. listen.

Duan Cheng was particularly afraid of the sound of walking inside, as if he would jump out at any moment, pointing at his nose and calling him a mole.And now the meeting is over, and the calves are still shaking.

The reason why Wang Bao had diarrhea was because Duan Cheng secretly dripped some croton juice into Wang Bao’s kettle, and specially changed his post for Wang Bao so that he could eavesdrop on the meeting. No one would have thought that the guard at the door would be a traitor.

Commissar Wang seemed to see that Duan Cheng's complexion was not very good, and he was a little concerned and said: "Xiao Duan, are you feeling uncomfortable? If you are too tired, go back and rest. I am tired from traveling these two days. Pay attention to your health. Don't eat randomly. "In his eyes, Duan Cheng seems to be a little sick, which is true.Fighting on the road for several days is very hard work, Wang Bao has a stomachache, and it is estimated that Duan Cheng is also a little bit uncomfortable.

"Yes!" Duan Cheng's eyes were a little vacant, and he didn't dare to look at Political Commissar Wang. Political Commissar Wang was in charge of political work and thoughtful. Duan Cheng was particularly afraid that Political Commissar Wang would be lying in his eyes.

"Duan Cheng, you go to rest first, I'll clean up the meeting room." Xiao Liu, who was on guard with Duan Cheng, said after being told by Political Commissar Wang.He also realized that Duan Cheng's complexion was not very good...

"Thank you, I'll go first!" Duan Cheng pretended to be weak and took a step ahead. In fact, he didn't need to pretend to be sick. The nervousness just now had almost exhausted his physical strength. [

After the four-hour meeting ended, Gu Yue, the head of the third regiment, finalized the battle plan and announced the end of the meeting.

The battalion commanders and instructors filed out of the conference room.

"Duan Cheng, you and Xiao Liu are standing guard, where is Wang Bao?" Political Commissar Wang packed up the map and the draft battle plan and came out last.

"Bao, Brother Bao seems to have diarrhea, I'll take his place." Duan Cheng's face turned pale.During the meeting just now, he tried his best to listen to the people inside with his ears open, and he had to prevent Xiao Liu next to him from finding out that he was eavesdropping.

Duan Cheng was particularly afraid of the sound of walking inside, as if he would jump out at any moment, pointing at his nose and calling him a traitor, but now that the meeting is over, his calves are still shaking.

The reason why Wang Bao had diarrhea was because Duan Cheng secretly dripped some croton juice into Wang Bao’s kettle, and specially changed his post for Wang Bao so that he could eavesdrop on the meeting. No one would have thought that the guard at the door would be a traitor.

Political Commissar Wang seemed to see that Duan Cheng's complexion was not very good, and he was a little concerned: "Xiao Duan, are you feeling uncomfortable? If you are too tired, go back and rest. I am tired from traveling these two days. Pay attention to your health and don't eat randomly." In his eyes, Duan Cheng seemed to be a little sick, and that was true. It was very hard to fight on the road for several days. Wang Bao had a stomachache, and Duan Cheng was probably a little bit uncomfortable.yes!Duan Cheng's eyes were a little vacant, and he didn't dare to look at Political Commissar Wang. Political Commissar Wang was in charge of political work and thoughtful. Duan Cheng was particularly afraid that Political Commissar Wang would be lying in his eyes.

"Duan Cheng, go and rest first, I'll clean up the meeting room." Little Liu Dao, who was on guard with Duan Cheng, realized that Duan Cheng's complexion was not good after Political Commissar Wang said.

"Thank you then, I'll go first!" Duan Cheng, who had a dark heart, pretended to be weak and took a step first. In fact, he didn't need to pretend to be sick, as the nervousness just now had almost exhausted his physical strength.

Duan Cheng, who repeatedly memorized the content of the meeting in his heart, went straight to the courtyard where Duan Guishan was located as soon as he left the regiment headquarters.

Duan Guishan watched with satisfaction as several literate subordinates quickly copied down the contents of the previous meeting that Duan Cheng had almost forgotten.

"Okay, okay, he's really my good son, you've done a good job to make me proud." Duan Guishan rubbed his hands excitedly, as if money, beauty, and power were right in front of him.

Duan Cheng also smiled longingly.

When he finished copying the last word, Duan Guishan snatched up the meeting minutes filled with several sheets of paper, read it once, and said lightly proudly, "It's done. I will rely on it for promotion and fortune in the future."

The subordinate who was in charge of copying accompanied the smiling face and flattered him: "Squadron Duan is well-developed, so he needs to take care of the younger one."

"It's easy to say, easy to say!" Duan Guishan squinted his eyes and patted the man's shoulder heavily. Naturally, he knew that people in bridal sedan chairs carried people, and these guys who could read and write had some background. Affordable to read.

Duan Guishan took out a few silver dollars and stuffed them into the man's hand, and said with a smile: "Brothers, please drink tea! Brothers have urgent matters, so let's go first." In order to prevent too many night dreams, he quickly sent the information to the imperial army with his own hands. go there.

Duan Guishan turned around and walked away quickly. Duan Cheng was dissatisfied seeing that the silver dollars were only given to those subordinates, but he had no share.

"Father..." Duan Cheng was about to shout unhappily.

"Son, take good care of yourself. If you have any news, report to them immediately. I have to leave beforehand." Duan Guishan hurried there, fearing that if he was a step late, the credit would go to someone else, leaving Duan Cheng alone to live sullenly.

When Duan Guishan and his son were trying their best to find out the process of the Eighth Route Army's combat plan, no one noticed an accident. A certain Anti-Japanese War newspaper accidentally published a report on the current combat. Perhaps the level of editing was high enough, but it was roughly in line with the real combat intention of the Eighth Route Army headquarters. Second, on a very occasional occasion, a clerk at the Eighth Route Army headquarters saw this report and immediately reported it, almost treating it as a military leak. After the newspaper was overwhelmed by trial and error, it was finally determined that a blind cat hit a dead mouse. The editor who wrote this report was actually invited by the General Staff of the Eighth Route Army. Take the brush.

It took only three days from the beginning to the end of the newspaper leak, but Duan Guishan was already on his way back to the Japanese-controlled area. Even if he only needed to stay for a day or two to scoop up the wind, he might be able to get the most valuable information. I won't just focus on sesame seeds and miss the watermelon like now. [

A few days after Duan Guishan left, he immediately came back in high spirits. This time he brought a lot of people back. After getting the information, the Japanese devils immediately dispatched troops to Laiyuan and the Eastern Mission Fort. At the same time, the regiment attacked the rear of the Japanese-controlled area everywhere, causing the Japanese army to be exhausted and beaten everywhere. With insufficient troops, they could only send more than 200 reinforcements to Laiyuan City, and the Eastern Mission Fort only received nearly a hundred Japanese soldiers. Entrusted with a heavy task, he was specially entrusted with full authority to lead two squadrons of traitor spies to carry out raids and harassment operations against the Eighth Route Army, buying time for the main force of the Japanese army to arrive.

During the tense preparations of each regiment, the commander of the first division came to the front line in person, and especially the third regiment to mobilize before the war. The East Regiment Fort is close to the inner Great Wall. The Great Wall has always been an important symbol of resisting foreign enemies. It was different, symbolizing the tenacious counterattack of the Chinese nation against foreign aggression. The fighting spirit of the soldiers in each battalion was aroused at once, and they all sharpened their guns and devoted themselves more actively to practicing tactical training.

The third regiment, the second battalion, the second platoon and the third shift in a company reduced the number of staff by one to six.

The death of McDonald's made every soldier in the squad feel very heavy. After the battle, they only found McDonald's backpack, and the rest were inseparable from the remains of other martyrs in the intensive shelling of the Japanese devils. Now, we are as closely united with everyone as before.