Liang Jian: I have a canteen

People always have habits.

Li Yunlong has been using walkie-talkies for a while. Although the loss of it has little impact on him, he always feels that there is something wrong with it when he is free.

Lack of wine!

Security guard Xiao Zhang is also missing.

After clicking his lips, Li Yunlong took a big gulp of cold water, and then asked the new guard to call all the officers and cadres. He would make the final arrangements.

During this period, wars were basically deployed in advance, and then mid-level officers led the specific combat matters.

Such is the case with underdeveloped communications. A large-scale battle is a great test of the entire unit's coordination capabilities.

The company and platoon cadres were quickly gathered together, and torches were lit to illuminate the military map spread on the ground.

They all come from poor backgrounds and don't have much respect. Whether it's a regiment leader or a platoon leader, they just squat on the ground.

The Independent Regiment seems to be Li Yunlong's talk, but after all he is a party member and a revolutionary comrade. After deploying combat tasks, he still lets his subordinates make suggestions, and he accepts them if they are reasonable.

After listening to Li Yunlong's plan, the cadres also thought briefly.

Some people also put forward their own opinions. Li Yunlong kept it in mind and did not confirm or deny it on the spot. Instead, he waited for everything to be finalized in the pre-war meeting before finalizing it.

The firelight of the combat meeting was still very eye-catching in the dark night.

A pair of observers from the Panasonic Regiment followed the firelight to a high ground, and used the terrain and telescopes to confirm that this was the temporary headquarters of the independent regiment.

After some discussion, the Sanming observers immediately evacuated, and then the transmitter sent the coordinates of the current independent regiment.

At the same time, Miss Ji also touched the enemy's compound. He was chewing the flashlight and calculating the coordinates on a piece of straw paper with a pencil in his hand.

Compared to the observers of Panasonic United, she was a little behind. After calculating, she immediately sent the coordinates via walkie-talkie.

Ji Wushuang's guess was correct. The camp she discovered was the enemy's headquarters, where Toyotomi Hideaki was located.

The battle had just ended, and he was currently listening to the battle report from his subordinates.

Before the report was finished, a communications soldier walked into the headquarters tent. He handed a telegraph book to Toyotomi Hideaki, "Colonel, General Shinozuka is calling!"

Toyotomi Hideaki received the telegram, read it carefully, his expression immediately straightened, and then said to his officers, "The location of the enemy's headquarters has been discovered, and the Panasonic Regiment's artillery bombardment will begin ten minutes later. In the first round After the shelling ended, we began to tighten the encirclement. Now, I will arrange the combat mission."

Toyotomi Hideaki's troops have already been deployed, but the encirclement is very large. Now that you know the specific location of the enemy's headquarters, all that's left for you is to tighten the encirclement.

Another team, the Matsui Regiment, which had not yet exchanged fire with the independent regiment, also received a similar mission.

Two infantry regiments, one brigade, about 7,000 people, Shinozuka was able to send out his direct troops this time, just to wipe out the independent regiment with absolute force.

But so far, Yoshio Shinozuka still doesn't know that he is fighting against an independent group.

According to the available intelligence and his staff analysis, the shelling was probably from a brigade of the Eighth Route Army that was too far away.

After all, judging from the intelligence collected, there are more than 3,000 people in this unit, which is fully consistent with the establishment of a brigade.

Before dawn, darkness enveloped the land.

A shell pierced the night sky, hit an open space four hundred meters away from Toyotomi Hideaki in a graceful arc, and made a violent explosion!

boom! ——

It was already half past nine when I got home. I wrote a thousand words in a hurry and sent it out.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there are lanterns. Today I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. (End of chapter)