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February 18, Anshan.

The booming sounds of cannons and the crackling of gunfire grew closer, and Mayor Luo Yongnian, who was furious that the factory demolition was still far off, led a group of people to Anshan Iron and Steel Company to oversee the demolition of Anshan Iron and Steel Company and three power plants.

The first thing he did after arriving at the steel company's perimeter was to summon the head of the demolition team. Instead of reprimanding him, he gave him two choices:

"Either you take some men and blow up the steel company!"

"Either I kill you myself!"

"It's your choice!"

Faced with Luo Yongnian's threats, the head of the demolition team, who had been forced to flee the steel company factory the previous night, offered a tearful explanation:
"Mayor, the place is full of workers resisting the French; our people can't get in!"

Luo Yongnian didn't say anything, but quickly drew his pistol.

The person in charge suddenly realized:
"I'll lead my men and storm in right now!"

After more than an hour of preparation, a force of hundreds of police officers, mine police, and security personnel launched an attack on the main factory at a command.

Within the factory area.

"Workers take care of the second line—Communist Party members go to the front line!"

"Hold the line! Protect everyone's factory!"

"Comrades, the People's Liberation Army is about to invade! What we need to do is to hold off the enemy's last counterattack before the People's Liberation Army arrives and protect the factories that belong to the people!"

One by one, underground party members in charge of propaganda carried tin megaphones and shuttled along the defense line that the workers had built overnight according to the deployment map, constantly shouting encouraging words.

The bullets whizzing past did not cause them to hesitate in the slightest.

If you're building a mountain nine ren high, you absolutely cannot let it fail at the last step!
Inside the temporary command post, Jiang Si'an, who was in charge of the political commissar's duties, was having his final communication with the front-line commander:
"Battalion Commander Zhao, let me reiterate: our mission is to hold out until the People's Liberation Army arrives—"

"Protecting the safety of our workers is just as important as protecting the factory!"

"We have already moved the core components of the factory. We have enough space. We cannot afford to leave our workers here just for these lumps of iron!"

Battalion Commander Zhao was a commander who had been specially borrowed from "Fourth Uncle" (the Fourth Column of the Northeast Field Army).

As Zhang Anping's student, Jiang Si'an knew the importance of entrusting professional matters to professionals. Therefore, he specially "borrowed" Battalion Commander Zhao from his superiors, with the purpose of taking command of the factory protection battle at a critical moment.

Although Jiang Si'an was as talkative as a woman, Battalion Commander Zhao was not annoyed. As the temporary political commissar, Jiang Si'an did a very good job. Although he had previously looked down on Jiang Si'an's "weakness", when the decision to resist was finally made and the man revealed all his preparations, Battalion Commander Zhao was filled with admiration. His previous dissatisfaction was reduced to a few traces.

"Comrade An, don't worry! I would never joke with the lives of our workers—" Battalion Commander Zhao repeated this sentence again and again, then emphasized, "Communication with our assault troops must be kept smooth!"

The most crucial aspect of protecting the factory is ensuring the timely arrival of the PLA's assault troops. This necessitates communication between the factory protection team and the assault troops—in urgent situations, the assault troops must intensify their attacks accordingly.

However, unless the situation on the factory protection team is desperate, they absolutely must not disrupt the rhythm of the assault troops. As a front-line commander, Battalion Commander Zhao knows all too well the cost of disrupting the assault troops' offensive rhythm and forcing them to increase their attack intensity.

For example, in accordance with the proper rhythm of an assault force, when facing a firing point, one can choose to call in artillery, or to outflank, or if all else fails, to organize a demolition of the firing point under cover.

But if their rhythm is disrupted and a death order is given to reach the steel company's factory in the shortest possible time, then the assault troops will have no choice but to use human lives to break through this strongpoint—that's the power of military orders!

It's not that the commanders and soldiers didn't cherish their comrades' lives, but that although they paid a heavy price, they also managed to mitigate even greater losses.

Jiang Si'an nodded solemnly. He understood that military orders were absolute.
Shortly after the final communication ended, Battalion Commander Zhao suddenly slapped his thigh:
"Haha, we've driven them back!"

"The enemy's desire to attack is not strong. I saw many people dawdling and just firing into the air—Comrade An, your work is very thorough, and your psychological warfare strategy is very successful!"

Battalion Commander Zhao couldn't help but praise them. As an experienced battalion commander, he could see through the enemy's strengths and weaknesses at a glance.

While the enemy's low morale was partly due to the siege of Anshan and the imminent arrival of the People's Liberation Army, Battalion Commander Zhao knew that the psychological warfare tactics and propaganda about the PLA's policies employed by the underground party comrades were equally important.

The last remaining resentment towards Jiang Si'an vanished completely at this moment.

"Battalion Commander Zhao, we cannot let our guard down yet!"

Jiang Si'an said in a deep voice, "Luo Yongnian is a die-hard. The day before yesterday, he personally killed a deputy mayor. With such a die-hard supervising the war, he can cause all sorts of trouble."

“I understand—I’ll go out for a bit and adjust the defenses.”

After nodding, Battalion Commander Zhao hurriedly left the command post. According to discipline, as the commander of the front line, Battalion Commander Zhao should not have abandoned his post without authorization, let alone rashly enter the front line. However, this was ultimately a battle to protect the factory. Most of the factory protection teams involved were enthusiastic workers and underground party members with almost no combat experience.

They were full of enthusiasm, but lacked sufficient military skills, so Battalion Commander Zhao had to go to the front line to make adjustments based on the battle they had just fought.

Fortunately, he brought about ten key personnel with him this time. With their help, the frontline subordinates were quickly reorganized.

……

In the enemy's command post, the demolition team leader, deliberately smeared with black ash, ran in with a mournful face:
"Mayor, we can't break through! We really can't break through! The enemy is too strong! Dozens of our brothers have died and we still can't break through—the Liberation Army and the Communist bandits are about to invade. I'll cover you first..."

Before the word "retreat" could be uttered, a gunshot rang out first. The demolition team leader stared in astonishment at the blood-soaked hole in his chest, then collapsed in despair and resentment.

"Give me the order!"

"Bring over a mortar platoon!"

After saying that, he pointed his gun at the demolition team's second-in-command:

“From now on, you are in charge—if you fail to take down this factory guarded by a bunch of workers this time, you can die!”

Twenty minutes later, three mortars were in position, and a barrage of bombardment began.

On the vast battlefield, mortars, as infantry support firepower, are like a hateful mosquito compared to the simultaneous firing of heavy artillery groups and the indiscriminate bombardment of aerial bombs. However, for the factory protection team, the rumbling explosions constantly stimulated their hearts.

New recruits are afraid of artillery!
Faced with the mortar bombardment, Battalion Commander Zhao had no choice but to send out all the combat veterans he had brought to stabilize morale. These veterans, who had grown stronger from the weak in the midst of the artillery fire, shuttled back and forth along the defensive line, comforting the pale-faced factory guards, and finally managed to stabilize the situation.

Just as morale was stabilized, the second wave of the offensive began.

As he was about to give the order, Battalion Commander Zhao, through his binoculars, saw the enemy kill several cowardly soldiers one after another, and couldn't help but click his tongue:
"They're starting to go crazy!"

Jiang Si'an took the binoculars from Battalion Commander Zhao, looked at them for a few seconds, and then said confidently:
"They've changed people—the person in charge surnamed Zhang is probably fired."

Battalion Commander Zhao was overjoyed upon hearing this: "Great news! If we hold out for a few waves, they'll collapse!"

But then his face fell. If his troops were here, holding off a few waves wouldn't be a big deal. But his subordinates were a group of mobilized workers. Although there were underground party comrades who were absolutely fearless, there were too few combat backbones and the training was seriously inadequate. Holding off a direct confrontation would result in too many casualties.

"Hold on to this wave first!" Battalion Commander Zhao made a decision: "We'll retreat after the next wave, wear down a few of their commanders, and then we can use psychological warfare!"

Jiang Si'an remained silent; he didn't understand combat command and wouldn't give orders.

The enemy commander was clearly desperate, executing one cowardly soldier after another, while mortars roared incessantly. Those soldiers who had been slacking off were forced to push forward again and again under the threat of death. The first line of defense was on the verge of collapse. Battalion Commander Zhao gritted his teeth and held on to the bitter end. Finally, he personally led a reserve force of only twenty-odd men to join the battle on the first line of defense, and only then did they finally repel the enemy's attack.

Although this did not align with their previous communication, Jiang Si'an understood Battalion Commander Zhao's meaning—he wanted to use the constant replacement of commanders to destroy the enemy's fighting will, so he did not object.

Sure enough, after the enemy launched their third wave of attacks, Jiang Si'an discovered that the enemy's commander had changed once again.

This time, the factory protection team did not fight to the death at the first line of defense, but withdrew from the line in an orderly manner. However, the second line of defense was not abandoned, and once again dealt a heavy blow to the enemy's attack.

"The time is almost right—"

Battalion Commander Zhao made a decision: "Comrade An, send a telegram to the assault troops, instructing them to make a breakthrough as much as possible. Once the assault troops make a breakthrough, we will immediately launch a psychological warfare campaign against the enemy!"

"If we can win them over, then we've won!"

"Even if we can't, we can completely shatter their will to fight!"

Jiang Si'an's answer was crisp and decisive:

"it is good!"

In fact, the factory protection team had a third line of defense that could be retreated to, but there was a large amount of equipment between the second and third lines of defense. Although this equipment was ordinary, if it were destroyed by the enemy, the steel company would not be able to resume production in the short term.

Therefore, under the current circumstances, preserving the second line of defense is the best option.

Of course, if the attempt fails, then in order to protect the safety of the factory workers, they will have to retreat to the third line of defense.

Following the dispatch of the command telegram, the assault troops immediately adjusted their tactics, sending a strike team to launch an attack and support the factory protection team's battle.

As the assault team launched its attack, the pressure on the enemy was unparalleled—the gunfire at close range made them realize that the valiant People's Liberation Army had already reached them.

When the time was right, Jiang Si'an immediately led several underground party members to use tin megaphones to begin their psychological appeals.

"Brothers in the Nationalist Army, the People's Liberation Army has already reached this point—even if you break through the factory protection team's defenses now, what good will it do?"

"Brothers in the Nationalist Army, the People's Liberation Army treats prisoners of war well!"

“Brothers of the National Revolutionary Army, Luo Yongnian is a die-hard. He is willing to die for this corrupt regime, but are you willing to do the same?”

"Captain Gao, two of your predecessors have already been killed! Are you confident you can take our defense line? If you can't, Luo Yongnian will kill you! Besides, the People's Liberation Army is right in front of us! Even if you do take the defense line, what then?"

"The more sins you commit, the more evidence you will be used to judge you!"

"Abandon darkness and embrace light! The People's Liberation Army treats prisoners of war well!"

This wave of shouts, combined with the support of the assault troops, completely shattered the psychological defenses of these weak-willed enemies. The leader, who had been promoted on the spot while simultaneously facing death threats, saw this and tossed his hat aside:
"Brothers, what's the point of fighting! The People's Liberation Army is already at our doorstep. If we continue fighting, we'll all come to a bad end. Rebel with me—revolt with me!"

Captain Gao's defection at the last minute completely ruined Luo Yongnian's desperate gamble. When the factory protection team rushed out, all Luo Yongnian could do was be dragged away in a daze by his followers.

On February 18, the People's Liberation Army completely wiped out the remaining enemy forces on the outskirts of Anshan, confining the remaining enemy forces to the city proper.

The operation to protect the factory, led by the Anshan Prefectural Committee, thus declared a major victory.

While everyone was celebrating their victory, the key figure, Jiang Si'an, quietly wrote down the final summary.

Factory protection work summary nine:
Leave the professional tasks to the professionals.

When it comes to the final stage of protecting the factory, it inevitably comes down to fighting, and the command of the battle must be entrusted to professional commanders.

They can seize the right opportunities and make the right decisions at crucial moments, which is something that non-professionals do not possess.

Of course, communication is very important. It is essential to understand the core of factory protection work: protecting workers and protecting the factory are equally important. We cannot neglect protecting workers in order to protect the factory, but we also cannot neglect protecting the factory in order to protect workers.

Ultimately, however, people are the most important factor. In a last resort, I believe that, provided the core components of the factory are protected, it is acceptable to "satisfy" the enemy's appetite in order to protect the safety of our workers.

Factory protection work summary ten:
Cooperation from both inside and outside, mutual coordination—

The factory protection work must be carried out in close coordination with the People's Liberation Army (PLA), as they are the greatest source of strength for the factory protection work. It is essential to ensure communication between the factory protection work and the PLA's assault troops.

Just as he was writing the last line of text, Battalion Commander Zhao came over excitedly.

"Comrade An, what are you doing here? Our leader wants to see you and thank you for your great contribution!"

"Hey, what are you writing?"

Jiang Si'an finished writing and handed his factory protection work notes to Battalion Commander Zhao.

"Can you take a look at this for me?"

Friendships forged in battle are always the purest, so Battalion Commander Zhao naturally didn't stand on ceremony and took the notebook to read it.

After a long while, Battalion Commander Zhao finished reading and exclaimed in admiration:

"If it were me in the past, I would have scoffed after watching it—in the end, it's still about fighting, why bother with all this unnecessary stuff!"

"But looking back now, without all that preliminary work, the fighting would have been even more brutal! Comrade An, your summary is excellent!"

"This... could we have our commander take a look? I think we should promote it. In the future, we will definitely occupy more and more cities. The enemy won't just watch us take over these factories. They will definitely sabotage them. This experience is extremely important!"

Jiang Si'an smiled: "We definitely need to let the leaders take a look."

Although his superiors did not say it explicitly, Jiang Si'an guessed that his appointment to oversee the factory protection work in Anshan was definitely his teacher's doing.

This summary of the factory protection efforts is his answer sheet as a student!
Jiang Si'an smiled and said to Battalion Commander Zhao:
"By the way, let's get to know each other again. My name is... Jiang Si'an."

He thought to himself:
Let me reintroduce the story—the factory security job was something my teacher, Zhang Anping, had been planning for a long time!
……

On February 19, our army launched a general offensive against Anshan, and by 24:2, all the defending troops in Anshan had been annihilated.

Hu Jinsheng, the commander of the defending division, was captured during the breakout and escape attempt because he was not good at running.
Mayor Luo Yongnian, who was from the enemy city, chose to commit suicide when Anshan was liberated.

Most of the factories in Anshan were not destroyed by the enemy's bombing operations. Factories that were essential to people's livelihoods were put into operation immediately after liberation to ensure the normal lives of the citizens.

The only place that was damaged was the steel company's main factory, which served as the battlefield, but the damage was extremely minor.

Not long after the liberation of Anshan, the steel company resumed normal operations, and with the help of the workers, the first batch of molten steel after the liberation of Anshan was quickly produced.

From then on, the continuous flow of molten steel never stopped.

(Shocking! According to my investigation, today is the last day of double rewards!) (End of Chapter)