Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 334 Still Fried Cold Rice

No one knew where Tang Dao went. In fact, not to mention the small messenger Xia Dayu didn't know, even the two commanders of Songjiang didn't know.

They just received a separate combat request from Tang Dao, without a combat target or a combat location. Naturally, this was a combat request that would not be approved.

However, they were finally persuaded by Tang Dao's last words on the phone: "Please trust me, sir!"

The figure of Tang Dao finally disappeared in the fortifications of the city wall in the east city that was reoccupied by Chinese soldiers.

Tang Dao left, and the command of the garrison battalion was handed over to Guo Shouzhi, the first deputy battalion commander of the garrison battalion.

Although the former commander of the first battalion of the 67th regiment of the 644th Army said that he had made great achievements in the Cangcheng battle, not only was his rank not promoted, but he was downgraded from a major infantry battalion commander to deputy battalion commander. A mid-level officer who was born as a soldier has extremely extraordinary wisdom.

He didn't complain at all, and he was very enthusiastic about setting up a garrison battalion, and he was relentless in poaching the corners of the old troops. In addition, his performance in the Battle of Cangcheng was also remarkable.

For this reason, before deciding on the core structure of the garrison camp, Tang Dao took the time to talk to him.

The three deputy battalion commanders and infantry company commanders under him were all former major battalion commanders, who were regarded as the core figures in the infantry regiment, but now they all became subordinates of him, the lieutenant colonel and battalion commander. He had to understand their positions thought.

If you have the intention of being inferior to others, it is better to leave as soon as possible.

The answer of the major and deputy battalion commander was quite beyond Tang Dao's expectation.

"Sir, do you know why I want to join the army?" The middle-aged man who was not too tall and had an obvious scar on his face suddenly asked Tang Dao.

"Because, in this troubled world, only soldiers can stand out as quickly as possible." Guo Shouzhi lit a cigarette on his own, and the blue smoke covered his eyes. "I want my mother to live a good life, let others envy her for giving birth to a good son, and let that man know that his choice was wrong."

Touching the scar on his face, his eyes became fierce: "This scar was not left by the enemy, but the man who was called my father by others.

I swore that I would become a general, put on a general uniform, ride home on a tall horse, let that man kneel down and welcome my mother into the gate, although I don't want to enter that gate at all, but I know, my mother think. "

Slowly turned my gaze to Tang Dao: "So, I am working hard in the army. Every time I fight, I will take the lead, but it is still too slow. After so many years, I am only a battalion commander, but my mother is old and can no longer fight. Wait ten years.

But sir, you know what?When you asked the command to shoot me on the phone in front of my face, my whole body seemed to be lit up.

If you and I survive this battle, I will definitely follow you, because only an officer like you can lead me to realize my wish. "

There is no big dream of defending the family and the country. The major and deputy battalion commander's obsession is only to return home in good clothes and earn face for his mother.

Such a person is very real.

Tang Dao smiled, stretched out his hand, and the two men held hands together.

No matter what this army major wants, as long as he fights the Japanese invaders, that is the soldier Tang Dao needs.Tang Dao didn't know if he could satisfy his ambition, but Tang Dao knew that he had to use the devil's head as a meritorious service, and that was enough.

The major, who was trusted by Tang Dao, formed a team in an open space in Songjiang City.

At this time, it was already 1 o'clock in the morning.

More than 5 hours have passed since the fierce battle outside Songjiang City, and the already hazy sky is even more invisible at this time.

Although Songjiang City had already implemented a blackout, in order to prevent Japanese bombardment, all positions were strictly lit with bonfires to keep warm, but several bonfires were still lit around this open space.

Because, there are four infantrymen connecting nearly 600 people in the whole team.

The three infantry companies of the garrison battalion plus the guard company, except for the fire support company, all other capable soldiers are here.

In the absence of Tang Dao, Guo Shouzhi, who took over the command of the garrison battalion, became the supreme officer.

Standing in the front row is Peng Chong's guard company.

Some people have a machine gun hanging around their necks, four imitation German-style long-handled hand grenades are inserted in the grenade pods on the chest and the back, and a full six are pinned to the armed belt tied on the chest. Magazines, four on the chest, one on the left and one on each side, and one on the flower mechanism. Each person has a total of seven magazines, and it is also the Chinese favorite 4-round long magazine. Just the bullets, everyone is equipped Got almost 32 rounds.

There are also, although they are not equipped with flower organs, they also have a shell gun hanging on their waists, and they also carry at least 8 long-handled grenades and hanging magazines.

In addition to guns and ammunition, these soldiers equipped with short guns, without exception, carried a machete behind them.

This is the rhythm when all the hot and cold weapons are fully equipped and armed to the teeth.

There are also soldiers carrying Chinese official rifles and Liao-made 6-style rifles. Compared with their colleagues equipped with submachine guns and shell guns, their dress is more pure infantry. grenade.

The other three infantry companies followed closely behind the guard company, and all carried the weapons and equipment allocated in the afternoon.

The soldiers stood with their heads held high, not only because this was the first battle for the establishment of their garrison battalion, but also because Guo Junzuo, the deputy commander in chief of Songjiang, was coming to support them.

Within a few minutes of the queue, the lieutenant general arrived accompanied by several people.

Guo Shouzhi, who was the highest officer of the garrison battalion at this time, hurried forward and stood at attention to salute. The lieutenant general raised his hand in return and stood in front of the whole army.

Perhaps because he was still on the battlefield, Lieutenant General Guo's voice was much lower, but it was enough to reach everyone's ears: "Brothers, I think you should be wondering why the first battle of your garrison battalion was established. , your new battalion commander Tang Dao is not here.

Let me explain to you here that he is going on a secret mission, which is even more dangerous than our upcoming battle. "

The serious expressions of the soldiers remained unchanged, and their hearts were relieved after all.

As the battalion commander, not being there when the garrison battalion was about to usher in its first battle since its establishment always made people feel a little suspicious.Once the second person in Songjiang City said this, everyone understood.

"Don't think that he is not with everyone because Battalion Commander Tang Dao is not here. This night attack was written by him. In his original words, the book of war said: If the soldiers are not recovered, then we will break through again. This iron law, the more the Japanese feel that we don’t do it, the more we do it. We do it again and again, tirelessly, until they feel that they are mentally handicapped. When they have this awareness, then we You can stop!" The lieutenant general directly transferred the original phone number Tang Dao gave him in front of the soldiers.

"Boom!" The soldiers couldn't help but burst into laughter.

This is very Tang knife.

Laughter also relieves the tension of going into battle to a certain extent.

The lieutenant general pressed his hands down: "Brothers, it's better to be quiet, don't wake up those bastards before the fight starts, then we will become idiots first."

It turns out that the high-ranking generals are all so interesting!The soldiers grinned even wider, but tried their best to suppress their laughter.

"Okay, I won't say much about other motivational words. Your garrison battalion is the elite of our Songjiang army. There is the 67th Army that has fought fiercely with the devils on the North China battlefield for two months, and there is the 43rd Army that has stood firm for seven days and nights on the Songhu battlefield. , and the Songjiang Security Regiment who just smashed the Japanese army outside the West City, how to beat you knows better than me, a lieutenant general in the army.

I only have one request, I don't ask for any position to be conquered, that is, to rush into the devil's position and kill his son of a bitch. "

"Yes!" Guo Shouzhi and all the school officials standing in the front row stood at attention and said yes in a low voice.

The lieutenant general then patted his head again: "However, I still want to remind you melons that you should immediately come back to me when you receive the signal to retreat. There are many battles. If you are bombarded by the little devils, When you get to Lord Hades, don’t scold me for not caring about you. And remember it! It’s dark and you can’t tell the enemy from us, the password is the sun, you fairy, answer the order, kill you son of a bitch!”

The soldiers were happy again.

But don’t tell me, this Sichuan dialect password, not to mention that the Japanese can’t learn it, even our own people have a bit of trouble saying it.

"Sir, I'm from Songjiang, what should I do if I don't know Sichuanese!" a soldier boldly asked.

"Then you can tell everyone in Songjiang's words."

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China's territory is too large, and the southeast and southwest dialects do have a dimensional wall. It is not only difficult to translate "Ri You Immortal Banban" in Wu Nong's soft language from Jiangnan, but the tone is not right.

Not to mention that the lieutenant general of the army amuses the soldiers so much by learning Jiangnan dialect with a strong Sichuan accent, even he himself feels that the soul of curse in Sichuan dialect is missing.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you speak Songjiang dialect, Sichuan dialect, or Northeast dialect, it doesn't matter if you speak the devil's dialect. I don't believe that the devil can learn my Chinese. With their accent, it doesn't sound right at first glance." The lieutenant general, who had studied for a long time but failed to learn, said with a smile.

The soldiers nodded one after another, there was nothing wrong with that.

Of course, in addition to password identification, the most important thing is clothing.

Like the night attack led by Tang Dao himself last time, each soldier had a bright white towel wrapped around his arm, which was the most important basis for distinguishing the enemy from the dark night. The blinding nights are all basically the same, distinguished only by the whiteness that can be seen in the occasional flashes of light.

Password, at the moment of life and death, is there still time to shout?

In addition to the fire support company staying behind in the garrison battalion this time, the tactical target of the three infantry companies and the guard company dispatched together is still the block outside the west city.

If you want to persist for a longer time, you can only do your best to kill and injure the Japanese army in large numbers, before they take the Songjiang defenders too seriously.

Tang Dao moved the previously repeated bombardment tactics to night raids, and used the second tactics again to make both commanders terrified.

But it was finally approved.

There is no way for them to guarantee that they can persist for three days and nights under the siege of a [-] army. Even if they dance on the tip of a knife, the tactics of "surprise and surprise" can only be put on the stage of war.

The lieutenant general didn't send them out of the city wall, but just watched the soldiers who were laughing before quietly sinking into the darkness silently.

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