Chapter 1 The Japanese Army's Calculations

Fujiwara Kuro, the squadron commander, directed the entire squadron to march quickly.

They had already walked sixty *li* today.

Both his infantry squadron and the artillery squadron following behind were exhausted.

Yesterday, two squadrons were completely annihilated by that team.

Squadron Commander Fujiwara Kuro had carefully examined the bodies of the squadron commander and those company commanders.

Analyzing the numerous, small wounds, numbering a dozen or even dozens:

Both squadrons had encountered Guominjun (Nationalist Army) landmines.

Only such weapons could cause such wounds.

With this understanding, Squadron Commander Fujiwara Kuro stretched out his formation.

Not only did he have a company leading the way,

but even his entire squadron

advanced in three segments:

Each company was one hundred meters apart.

This allowed them to watch out for each other while avoiding mines.

If one company was hit by a landmine, the other two companies could immediately launch a counterattack.

To avoid the entire company being caught in a minefield by the Guominjun,

the companies marched in two rows.

He hoped this would minimize losses to his formation.

The Matsushita Kawashima field artillery squadron, following behind the infantry squadron, adopted the same method.

They had no other choice; using sappers to clear mines

was too inefficient and the advance was too slow!

They would never be able to catch up with the fleeing Guominjun ahead.

In order to catch up with the fleeing Special Forces brigade,

Squadron Commander Fujiwara Kuro had racked his brains.

Shangji Eishi, the company commander leading the way, sent a messenger to report:

"A Special Forces brigade cavalry reconnaissance team has been spotted ahead. Infantry cannot catch up!"

Squadron Commander Fujiwara Kuro, hearing that they had approached the target's scouts,

immediately ordered: "The entire team ceases pursuit. Rest and prepare a meal."

The Fujiwara Kuro infantry squadron and the Matsushita Kawashima field artillery squadron had set out at six in the morning,

and had been marching for a full eight hours.

The soldiers were already exhausted. It was past one in the afternoon, and they had not yet eaten lunch.

Since they had already spotted the Special Forces brigade's scouts ahead, the main force of that team couldn't be far away.

As an experienced commander, Squadron Commander Fujiwara Kuro certainly couldn't allow his formation to rush into battle now.

His troops needed to rest, replenish their food, and recover their strength.

The Fujiwara Kuro infantry squadron at the front halted its march.

The Matsushita Kawashima artillery squadron following behind also began to rest.

As a field artillery squadron, they not only needed rest,

but the mules and horses traveling with the squadron needed it even more.

Mules and horses aren't human!

These beasts would simply collapse if they were pushed too hard.

The entire Matsushita Kawashima field artillery squadron had over seven hundred mules and horses, which could finally stop.

The cannon barrels, wheels, carriages, and ammunition on the backs of these mules and horses were unloaded,

allowing the animals to relax.

They were also fed some fodder.

Of course, the Japanese soldiers of the entire Matsushita Kawashima artillery squadron also

placed their weapons and equipment on the ground,

drank some water, rested, and prepared to eat lunch.

Xiang Liangyou, Wu Wenbing, Ma Lanyou, and the others in the Fifth Company's reconnaissance platoon

were stunned as they watched the Japanese soldiers from afar.

These Japanese soldiers had clearly discovered them,

but instead of pursuing them, they were resting in place.

What was this behavior?

The abnormal behavior of the Japanese soldiers was immediately reported back.

Lin Fan understood after a moment's thought when he heard that the Japanese soldiers were resting in place and preparing a meal: these Japanese soldiers must be utterly exhausted.

They were afraid that if they pursued now, the soldiers would be too tired and would have no combat effectiveness.

Thinking about his own troops, although they had rested well last night,

they had already marched more than twenty *li* today

and had been fighting continuously. They also needed rest.

Lin Fan ordered, "Continue to monitor! Report immediately if the Japanese soldiers make any new moves."

After eating lunch, more than three hundred laborers cleaned up the battlefield.

After digging pits and burying the two thousand-plus white Japanese corpses,

they also joined the work of expanding the road.

The runway had to be completed this afternoon.

The main runway, over a thousand meters long, was based on the original roadbed.

Lin Fan was only creating an apron at one end of the runway that could accommodate eight transport planes.

Even so, the amount of labor was considerable.

Fortunately, there were more than a thousand puppet soldiers, who were the main force in expanding the airport.

The soldiers of the Special Forces Third and Fourth Regiments had already taken their positions,

waiting for the Japanese soldiers to come and die.

Squadron Commander Zhou Tonghai and the puppet soldiers under his command finally had their lunch.

He saw that there was indeed meat in his bowl, large chunks of meat.

He didn't know if it weighed a *jin*, but it certainly weighed half a *jin* or eight *liang*.

What made Zhou Tonghai and his puppet soldiers the happiest was that

the Special Forces soldiers working alongside them were eating the same thing!

Equality!

This was what moved these puppet soldiers the most.

The Special Forces were treating them like human beings!

These puppet soldiers had been following the Japanese for several months.

Whether it was food or lodging, they were far worse off than the Japanese.

Otherwise, why would they be called "traitors"?

The idea that the Japanese were superior had long been deeply ingrained in the minds of these puppet soldiers.

Today, they were suddenly treated as equals, and these puppet soldiers broke down at once.

Having eaten the meat, they had the strength.

These puppet soldiers worked even harder.

The Fifth War Zone received two telegrams from the Special Forces in the morning.

The second telegram reported that they had occupied Deqing, but were blocked in front and pursued from behind.

The situation was not optimistic.

Regarding the Special Forces' request,

Commander Li Zongren of the Fifth War Zone looked at the staff officers under his command and said, "Discuss it!"

What was there to discuss?

All morning, these staff officers had been studying how the Special Forces had reached this point.

Now that the Special Forces were in trouble, of course they had to help.

Chief of Staff Jia Chuan pointed to Mogan Mountain and said, "The Eighty-second Division has more than 20,000 people blocked here.

Why not have the Eighty-second Division contact the Special Forces directly?

Let the two teams twist into a rope!

Charge over from Mogan Mountain."

Li Zongren shook his head. "The Eighty-second Division has been fighting the Japanese in Hangzhou for so many days.

They should rest.

If Lin Fan wants us to send his team over, then send them over.

The Fifth War Zone can afford a little more fuel."

"Yes!" Chief of Staff Jia Chuan quickly responded.

"Also! Take the news that the Fifth War Zone completely annihilated a Japanese infantry squadron and a cavalry squadron near Linping Hujia Village,

eliminated two Japanese infantry squadron commanders north of Deqing City,

liberated Deqing, and eliminated a Japanese artillery squadron, capturing nine mountain cannons and three field guns,

and organize it properly to report to the Wuhan headquarters.

Also, send a notice to the reporters in Quzhou: I will personally hold a press conference in an hour

to announce this good news to the whole society."

The staff officers in the entire operations command heard the commander's speech.

Li Zongren recounted the Special Forces' achievements in the past two days.

Only then did these people realize that the Special Forces airborne troops had completely annihilated a Japanese regiment's force.

Such a victory was certainly worth holding a celebration.

Sure enough, Commander Li Zongren said with a smile,

"Tonight, the headquarters will hold a celebration with people from all walks of life

to celebrate the successful withdrawal from Hangzhou.

Everyone has worked very hard these days.

Relax tonight."

The staff officers were all happy at once.

No matter how tense the war was, the rear had to look like the rear:

Songs had to be sung, dances had to be danced!

Wine had to be drunk, food had to be eaten!

The Fifth War Zone pilots had no mission today.

While everyone was gathered together, boasting and chatting,

Jing Mingda mentioned the Special Forces sent to Jianqiao the night before, wondering how they were doing now.

This question was too heavy!

No one responded for a moment.

After a while, Shui Chengyin spoke.

"In my opinion, Commander Lin and his team shouldn't have gone to Jianqiao Airport in the first place.

Even if they went, they should have taken the last flight back to Guangde that day.

I really don't know what Commander Lin was thinking.

It's obvious that they were being used as a tool."

"You can't say that. People die for wealth, birds die for food!

If the Special Forces weren't after the supplies at the airport,

they wouldn't have gone," Qian Yimin said.

At this moment, a messenger ran over. "Captain Jing, there's a mission."

"Don't tell me they're sending us to Guangde!" Shui Chengyin said.

Soon, Jing Mingda returned,

with a smile on his face, but a somewhat heavy look in his eyes.

"What mission?" Shui Chengyin asked.

"Go to Guangde. This time, it's to send people to Deqing.

They're in Deqing!" Jing Mingda said with a smile.

Deqing was not far from Anji. The pilots had become very familiar with that area in the past few days.

"Commander Lin is relying on us, isn't he!

They have to create an airport wherever they go," Qian Yimin said with a smile.

Jing Mingda also laughed. "The key is that they can clear the airspace!

Besides them, which Guominjun team can enjoy such treatment?

If anyone can guarantee the safety of the transport planes, Commander Li won't be stingy."

Shui Chengyin echoed, "That's right! I was always worried when I flew in that airspace before.

Now it's as casual as in Quzhou and other places."

Jing Mingda said with a smile, "Of course! Yesterday they shot down thirteen more Japanese planes.

I said, Commander Lin and his team ran into the Japanese-occupied area.

Aren't they afraid of being surrounded by the Japanese on all sides?

It turns out that he scared the Japanese planes.

The Japanese can't see their movements from the sky.

They can only chase them on the ground.

I heard that the Special Forces soldiers are all swift runners.

The Japanese are dumbfounded when they chase them on the ground."

"Haven't they encountered the Japanese these past two days?" Chai Liyan asked.

"Small news, not yet announced, don't spread it.

I heard that they have annihilated a Japanese regiment," Jing Mingda said mysteriously.

The Special Forces were so terrifying?

The pilots present all gasped.

"That must be the case. Otherwise, how would they have time to repair the airport in Deqing?

That's for landing transport planes, not small planes like fighter planes. You can just tidy up a highway," Di Lexin also said.

"When are we going to Guangde?" Qian Yimin asked.

"We're still going over at night!" Jing Mingda said.

He didn't say the specific time.

The Fifth War Zone Command only told them to be prepared

to take off at any time!

The specific time hadn't been set yet.

Li Zongren was very happy and excited!

The press conference just now was very successful!

Tomorrow, the Fifth War Zone's strategic retreat from Hangzhou would be seen as a defeat by these reporters.

They didn't understand war at all!

Defending the land and losing the people! Losing both the land and the people!

Losing the land and preserving the people! Preserving both the land and the people!

But fortunately, I had today!

At the press conference just now, Li Zongren used the Spring and Autumn Annals style to describe the Special Forces' battle in Hujia Village yesterday

as a trap set by the Fifth War Zone long ago.

They eliminated two thousand Japanese soldiers at once.

This had already made the reporters present excited.

He then revealed that the Fifth War Zone had used a hidden team to fight back into Deqing today,

completely annihilating two Japanese infantry squadrons, more than two thousand people.

They seized twelve cannons from a Japanese artillery squadron.

Such a victory completely ignited the enthusiasm of the reporters present.

The flashes of the camera lights kept flashing, and the reporters squandered film without any pity,

just to take a picture that best showed General Li's heroic posture.

General Li announced at the end of the press conference that in order to celebrate the Fifth War Zone's great victory,

the Fifth War Zone would hold a dance party at the headquarters tonight, welcoming people from all walks of life to participate.

A reporter asked inappropriately: "Isn't this a case of tightening belts at the front and feasting in the rear?"

No one answered!

Last night, Liu Ziqian had been tinkering with the tanks with a few Special Forces lads,

dismantling quite a few things.

Liu Ziqian had been staying with the villagers these past two days.

Although she felt a little uneasy, she got plenty of sleep.

Lin Fan hadn't closed his eyes since the day before yesterday, so he didn't accompany her last night.

Last night, the entire Special Forces had a good night's rest.

The team had been on the march, and Lin Fan hadn't had time to see how far this woman's work had progressed.

It wasn't until noon today, when they discovered the pursuers,

that Lin Fan had time while everyone was waiting for the pursuers.

Liu Ziqian had only done one thing today:

She had people set up a field telephone line between Deqing County and Gaosiling,

connecting the two companies of the Third Regiment in Deqing County, the five companies on Hengdang Ridge, the one company on Gaosiling, and the airport under construction.

When this line was connected, Lin Fan immediately appointed Liu Ziqian as the commander of the Special Forces direct communications battalion

and gave her the greatest authority: she would nominate the officers in the entire communications battalion, and Lin Fan would approve them.

This greatly stimulated Liu Ziqian's enthusiasm,

as well as that of the lads who were helping her.

These lads were all smart lads specially selected by the Special Forces, literate and quick-witted.

They were there to learn technology from Liu Ziqian.

Of course, now that the commander's wife had suddenly become a battalion commander and was short of a large number of officers,

such as company commanders, deputy battalion commanders, platoon leaders, and deputy company commanders,

all the positions were beckoning to these lads.

Of course, they had to strive for them actively.

Setting up a field telephone was a first for the Special Forces on the battlefield.

This wasn't the end. Liu Ziqian continued to fiddle with the parts dismantled from the tanks.

Lin Fan finally had time to be present and concerned about his newly established communications battalion.

Looking at the crystal-clear vacuum tubes one by one, Lin Fan drooled with envy.

Vacuum tubes! In later generations, he had specially obtained a set of amplifiers made of these tubes.

When Liu Ziqian saw Lin Fan coming, she complained in distress,

"No blueprints! No repair manual!

I'm just a switchboard operator, I can't fix it."

Lin Fan said with a smile, "If there are no blueprints, you can draw a circuit diagram first!

This is a meticulous job. Who in the entire Special Forces can do this besides you?

But here, can this line be disconnected?"

"You don't understand! Don't move!" Liu Ziqian shouted loudly.

"I just think that this line isn't for radio.

This line in the tank may be for other purposes."

Lin Fan ignored Liu Ziqian's shrewish roar.

He insisted on cutting off the power to that line.

He also cut off the entire power supply to this set, and then replaced a few wire connectors.

Then he started working on another radio.

He was busy for a full half an hour.

During this half hour, Liu Ziqian assisted him throughout.

When Lin Fan finished, she carefully asked,

"Lin... Commander, where did you learn radio?"

Lin Fan said with a smile, "Abroad! Let's try it first!"

Two radios turned on!

Tuned the frequency!

Then began to call!

"Hello!" A voice came from nearby,

and a voice came from the headset.

Liu Ziqian's eyes lit up!

It was fixed!

Lin Fan said with a smile, "You've seen it just now.

Draw the circuit diagram and teach these people to learn.

Fix the rest!

I'll take you to Hong Kong in a few days to buy some more of these back."

"Take me to Hong Kong?" Liu Ziqian was at a loss.

"Don't overthink it. We'll take a lot of people with us then.

The main purpose is to purchase supplies," Lin Fan explained.

Lin Fan's explanation was thoughtful, but it saddened Liu Ziqian!

She knew that her appearance was average, her figure was average,

and her femininity was average, but the commander didn't need to say it so directly.

Liu Ziqian had always set a wide standard for herself.

The two radios needed to be tested.

Lin Fan ordered: Send one to the Fifth Company.

The Fifth Company was on Xianren Peak, about three kilometers away.

Liu Ziqian immediately sent the two soldiers who had been assisting her all along.

She had to sort out the other radios.

She had also learned a lot from Lin Fan's operation just now.

An expert shows his hand, and you know if he has it!

Although she couldn't be said to be an expert,

she had at least learned something, and only she could understand Lin Fan's explanation when he was repairing it.

Lin Fan couldn't stay here guarding the radio all the time.

He had to go and see the repair of the simple airport.

Looking at the puppet soldiers working hard on the runway,

Lin Fan suddenly felt that his Special Forces seemed to need to establish an engineering battalion.

He silently thought about the road conditions he had seen along the way from Jurong to Anji, and even to Deqing,

as well as the factory he was about to build.

The need to establish a corps of engineers seemed very urgent!

Lin Fan was a little hesitant: establishing a corps of engineers could save costs,

but it would make the team bloated.

Letting the civil population do those projects would cost more money and stimulate the economy of the entire region.

This also had benefits!

Alas! Lin Fan sighed!

Too much thinking!

Kill the Japanese devils chasing behind us first, and then think about it!

The Japanese devils who were still resting at the foot of Banqingzhuang Mountain,

officers above the company commander level from the two squadrons gathered together to hold a round of military meetings.

Just now, the infantry squadron commander Shanzato Taro, who had escaped from the north of Deqing City, had arrived here with thirty Japanese soldiers.

Squadron Commander Fujiwara Kuro asked, "Squadron Commander Shanzato Taro, please introduce the Guominjun's strength and firepower."

This was what all the Japanese officers present wanted to know.

Squadron Commander Shanzato Taro organized his language:

"The Guominjun's firepower is particularly fierce. There are at least twenty infantry cannons and mortars.

They don't have many soldiers. Only two companies of infantry are charging.

But there are also their troops on Gaosiling.

I think there should be many!"

The company commanders in the Fujiwara Kuro infantry squadron, hearing that the Guominjun's artillery fire was powerful,

were still a little interested. Later, they heard that only two companies of infantry launched a charge,

and then the Shanzato Taro squadron was finished.

Company Commander Shangji Eishi asked in disbelief,

"Squadron Commander Shanzato Taro, are you saying that the Guominjun's two companies of charge

caused your squadron to be completely destroyed?"

This must not be admitted!

Squadron Commander Shanzato Taro pointed to the soldiers in the distance and said,

"Under my wise guidance, the entire squadron successfully broke through.

The seeds of our squadron are still there!"

Artillery Squadron Commander Matsushita Kawashima was also a little puzzled:

"Squadron Commander Shanzato, is your squadron fully staffed?"

Squadron Commander Shanzato Taro was unhappy, but he did not dare to be rude to Squadron Commander Matsushita Kawashima.

He had to say, "My squadron is fully staffed.

It's not that the Guominjun infantry is powerful, it's just that their artillery fire is too fierce.

The officers and soldiers of the entire Shanzato squadron braved the Guominjun's artillery fire.

They launched a heroic attack. On the one-kilometer-long charging road, they were blown by the Guominjun's artillery fire and were unable to move an inch.

None of the warriors in the entire squadron escaped."

Squadron Commander Fujiwara Kuro asked, "Did the entire Shanzato squadron die on the charging road?"

Squadron Commander Shanzato Taro nodded heavily, expressing his admission!

"The Shanzato squadron is a true warrior, worthy of being learned by all our warriors!" Fujino Kuro squadron commander spoke.

"The Guominjun is on Gaosiling! If they hold Gaosiling, they can calmly retreat into Mogan Mountain.

All this is due to the slow action of the Fukayo Syogu Squadron.

Niwajima Sadao, the Commander of the Divisional Commander, ordered it to intercept this Guominjun team.

The Fukayo Syogu squadron acted slowly, and Gaosiling, only five kilometers away from Deqing, was actually seized by the Guominjun.

All the mistakes started with the Fukayo squadron."

Squadron Commander Shanzato Taro was obviously resentful of Fukayo Syogu squadron commander.

"Where's the Fukayo Syogu squadron commander?" Fujiwara Kuro squadron commander asked.

All the Japanese officers present wanted to know the answer.

"The Fukayo Squadron Commander committed suicide on Gaosiling!" Shanzato Taro squadron commander reluctantly said the news.

He knew that a squadron commander who committed suicide would be respected.

Sure enough: Shanzato Taro squadron commander said the news.

The Japanese officers present spontaneously stood up and mourned for three minutes.

Three minutes later, Fujiwara Kuro squadron commander then asked:

"What about the Fukayo squadron's warriors?

Letting the commander commit suicide, these warriors should bear an unshirkable responsibility!"

Shanzato Taro squadron commander didn't want to speak anymore.

Couldn't we stop talking about this topic?

But he couldn't help but speak: "The entire Fukayo squadron was completely destroyed, and there were no survivors. The entire squadron committed suicide on Gaosiling."

This time, no one mourned anymore.

Everyone's eyes showed a kind of fanaticism: what a heroic imperial team.

The entire squadron committed suicide on Gaosiling.

In contrast, Shanzato Taro squadron commander's behavior seemed a little vulgar.

But these are all details and can be ignored!

Now the purpose of Fujiwara Kuro infantry squadron and Matsushita Kawashima field artillery squadron getting together is not a meeting to denounce them.

They need to study what to do next.

Matsushita Kawashima squadron commander pointed to the map and said:

"About three thousand meters away from Gaosiling, there is a Xianren Top.

It's here.

I will choose my artillery position here.

Bombing Gaosiling."

Fujiwara Kuro squadron commander looked at Xianren Top on the map.

Satisfied nod: "Just in this position, just right!"

Shanzato Taro squadron commander reminded: "Xianren Top is steep and difficult to navigate, and the artillery cannot be sent up."

Although his behavior makes the officers present disdainful, he can become a squadron commander.

Strategic vision does not need to be questioned.

Matsushita Kawashima squadron commander humbly asked: "Then we will set up artillery positions on the road?

Can we attack Gaosiling?"

Shanzato Taro squadron commander received the respect he deserved and immediately said: "Yes.

After passing Xiancong face, you can visually see Gaosiling."

Hearing this, Matsushita Kawashima squadron commander understood: "If you can see Gaosiling,

Gaosiling can also see us."

He wrote it down: "We choose a place under Xianren Top as a position.

Cannot let the Guominjun see us directly."

Fujiwara Kuro squadron commander hesitated: "Should my infantry squadron advance through the artillery fire?

Or should we wait until Matsushita-kun's cannon sounds before passing that section?"

Shanzato Taro squadron commander did not speak.

Shangji Eishi company commander shouted and asked for a battle: "Squadron commander, our company is willing to be the vanguard.

Advance first!

My company arrives at the foot of Gaosiling, and the Matsushita artillery team bombs Gaosiling.

Take Gaosiling in one go.

Taking Gaosiling is not our purpose.

My goal is to completely wipe out this Guominjun."

"Good! Good!" Fujiwara Kuro squadron commander was very pleased.

With such a company commander, there will be a daring company.

This forms a sharp contrast with the Shanzato Taro squadron commander on the side.

Shanzato Taro squadron commander keenly received the Fujiwara Kuro squadron commander's subtle and contemptuous gaze.

When people are under low eaves, they have to bow their heads.

Shanzato Taro squadron commander, now a defeated general, and he has lost his troops, so he really has no confidence to compete with Fujiwara Kuro squadron commander.

He could only say sullenly: "I'm going to rest."

For the Matsushita Kawashima field artillery squadron and the Fujino Kuro infantry squadron on the ground:

"The Shanzato Taro squadron commander's value has been squeezed dry.

No one will stay when it leaves."

After Shanzato Taro squadron left,

Ashi Ootaku also company commander whispered a word: "Coward!"

Takasaki Ryo company commander, Makizuita Tatsuya company commander, and even Fujino Kuro squadron's baggage company commander, Yaoyama Oodai, also said in unison: "Affair!"

Fujino Kuro squadron commander was very satisfied with the will of his officers.

He said with a smile: "Just now, Shangji-kun said that he will be the vanguard.

Charging through the Guominjun's artillery fire.

Do you have any other plans?"

Ashi Ootaku also company commander immediately spoke:

"In infantry operations, which time do we not advance through the enemy's artillery fire?

Our company is also willing to advance through the Guominjun's artillery fire."

"We are also willing!" Takasaki Ryo company commander said.

"It's enough for two company's to charge." Fujino Kuro squadron commander decided.

Matsushita Kawashima squadron commander said: "When the team arrives at the foot of Xianren Top.

Shangji company waits for fifteen minutes.

The artillery squadron will prepare to set up the cannons first,

Shangji company then set off.

If we encounter the Guominjun's artillery fire,

Our army can also immediately blow up the Guominjun's artillery position."

"Good! This is the most perfect!" Fujiwara Kuro squadron commander was satisfied.

The battle plan was arranged properly.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, the two Japanese squadron teams chasing the Special Forces finally finished resting.

Fujiwara Kuro ordered:

"Shangji Eishi company, set off!"

The Japanese devils finally moved!

This made Xiang Liangyou, who was watching these Japanese devils in the dark, extremely happy.

Immediately sent someone running back to report.

At 2:20, Lin Fan was talking to the Fifth Company Commander of the Third Regiment.

"Yangtze River! Yangtze River! I am the Yellow River! I am the Yellow River!"

The other side also sent a clear voice: "Yellow River! Yellow River! I am the Yangtze River!"

Lin Fan was very satisfied: this effect is okay.

He did not issue orders on the radio.

The current radio is not confidential. As long as you have equipment,

Everyone can hear what they say.

How to issue orders conveniently, quickly and confidentially under existing conditions?

This is a problem!

This requires a language that only a few people can understand to communicate on the radio.

Lin Fan immediately understood: Wenzhou dialect.

This is said to be the most difficult to understand.

The radio that the Special Forces dismantled from the tank was a full cubic meter in size.

Nearly two hundred pounds, when it was just sent to the Fifth Company, it used a car and four soldiers.

"This needs to be changed a bit next." Lin Fan thought.

"Even in its current state, a trolley is needed, which will save a lot of effort."

Lin Fan did not talk to the Fifth Company anymore, and Liu Ziqian was not interested in playing this.

But the few soldiers under her command were interested in the fact that the radio could talk to each other several kilometers away.

While these young men were working hard to generate electricity with a hand-cranked generator, they were bragging to the Fifth Company behind Xianren Peak.

With Lin Fan's order, they were not allowed to discuss any topics related to the battlefield on the radio.

These people can only shout randomly such as the Yangtze River, the Yellow River, potatoes, and tomatoes.

Later, they asked which one was better to eat, potatoes with pork or radishes with horse meat.

These two dishes were what they ate for lunch yesterday in Hujia Village.

One was just eaten for lunch today.

Watching these soldiers chat with the most expensive equipment of this era.

Lin Fan suddenly thought: "If we charge them for calls, it is estimated that these soldiers' military pay for this year will not be enough."

Lin Fan said to Liu Ziqian: "This hand-cranked generator is too laborious and tiring.

Can you improve it and make it a bicycle type?"

Of course Liu Ziqian had seen bicycles and instantly understood the key to this.

Her soldiers had to switch people every ten minutes of hand-cranking.

If you use a bicycle, one person can ride continuously for an hour without any problem.

"OK!" she promised.

"This commander has too many ideas!"

Lin Fan received the news that the Japanese army was on the move at 2:45.

Looking at the map: The current Ban Zhuangshan where the Japanese is located is ten miles away from Huoren Top.

It will take about an hour for the Japanese devils to reach Xianren Top.

Xianren Top is five miles away from Gaosiling.

The Japanese infantry arrived at the battlefield in two hours.

Around 4:30 in the afternoon, the Japanese arrived at the battlefield!

Especially because there is a Japanese field artillery squadron, the First Company on Gaosiling has been busy building anti-artillery shelters all noon.

First Company is the only one at this peak!

It is really a man who is in charge of the mountains, and no one can open the momentum.

The first target of the Japanese artillery squadron must be here.

That Wenxuan company commander had already put the two infantry cannons in his company into the shelter early in the morning.

Now I heard the news that the brigade commander sent up, the Japanese devils arrived at Xianren Top around 3:30.

The artillery is estimated to be able to bomb Gaosiling around 4 o'clock.

That Wenxuan company commander checked the entire company's shelter situation again.

The temporary field hospital originally set up on the north side of Gaosiling has been withdrawn to Qinglong Mountain.

The wounded soldiers of the Special Forces have received a notice: tonight, there will be a transport plane to pick them up to Jurong.

This news was not hidden from all the soldiers.

Even the workers knew about it.

After Zhou Tonghai company commander, who built the airport with the workers, heard about this.

There was only envy and jealousy in my heart.

The Special Forces soldiers are so lucky: if they are injured, they can enjoy a special plane to the rear for treatment!

The puppet soldiers under him were also whispering: They have meat to eat every day, and when they are injured, doctors perform surgery on the battlefield.

They can also be sent to the rear immediately. This kind of team is acceptable.

"What is acceptable? It is completely a team with a conscience.

I just don't know how much money will be given to those who die."

"Why are you thinking about death when you are alive?"

"It was not easy for my parents to give birth to me and raise me. If I die in battle, they will have some money to live on."

This is true, and no one objected anymore.

Zhou Tonghai also had the same idea.

The Special Forces soldier on the side said: "The brigade commander said that the martyrs will be given 200 yuan in pensions.

We also want to send a plaque of honor to the soldier's home.

In the future, the local government will be asked to send people to visit every year.

The Special Forces will take special care of families with orphans, the elderly, and the young."

Zhou Tonghai said: "At this time, some places are already Japanese-occupied areas,

Can we still take care of it?"

The Special Forces soldier said: "There are also village chiefs in the Japanese-occupied areas. If you are not afraid, we will try!"

These puppet soldiers remembered the white bodies that fell on this road and were silent.

Only this team has such confidence.

The Special Forces soldier who spoke saw the meaning of these puppet soldiers.

He said with a smile: "You are lucky! As long as you are not Japanese devils and are willing to follow us to fight against the Japanese devils.

The brigade commander will definitely accept you.

To be honest with you, I was a puppet soldier on the 13th of this month.

Guarding at Tianwang Temple.

Since following the brigade commander, we have fought Lishui, Langxi, Guangde, and Anji.

My mood is much smoother.

Everyone is human. Who is really willing to be a traitor?"

"The commander is right! He is so right!

Do you really eat meat every day?" a puppet soldier asked.

"It is true that we eat meat every day.

At first, we also had such questions.

These days, we have meat for every meal.

Do you know where today's horse meat comes from?

Is there any special taste you can eat?"

The Special Forces soldier who likes to talk asked.

"The taste is okay, but I ate two pieces of iron in the meat.

This horse wasn't killed, you shot it with a gun!"

"Brother has vision. These horses are the Japanese devils' war horses.

The Japanese devils saw that we had come out of Hangzhou and worked hard all the way.

Fearing that we would have no meat to eat, a cavalry squadron, with more than 700 war horses, was sent to us.

You tell me, how can we finish eating so much meat."

"You also killed a Japanese cavalry squadron?" Zhou Tonghai squadron commander was surprised.

"Don't believe it? Ask them.

They deboned the horse meat, they skinned the horse skin.

They also took out the internal organs."

"Yes! Yes! Many horses! Lots of meat!

This is the most meat I have ever seen in my life."

Quan Wenxing immediately came over and said.

"It was only fought yesterday, and many Japanese devils were killed.

A little less than the devils killed today, but not much less.

These commanders are too powerful.

I have been a laborer for the Guominjun for so long, and this is the first time I have seen a team that is so good at fighting."

Quan Wenxing said.

At this time, a Special Forces soldier rode over on a war horse.

While running, he shouted: "We are going to fight the devils again later.

Don't panic, just keep doing your work.

Obey all commands!

Understand?

Don't panic! The little devils can't stand a beating and will be finished in a while."

Xiang Liangyou, Wu Wenbing, and Ma Lanyou had already retreated back to