Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

"What about the cavalry company? The cavalry company is fine."

Chief of Staff Qin bit his lip and thought of the cavalry company again.

In the independent regiment with weak overall combat effectiveness, the cavalry company is undoubtedly an alternative. Whether it is reaction speed or combat quality, it is top-notch in the whole brigade.

"Are you confused?"

Brigadier Chen reprimanded him as if he had been stimulated by something.

Seeing Chief of Staff Qin's astonished expression, Brigadier Chen realized that he was a little impulsive. He sighed and continued, "The entire battle line is so long, and how many cavalry companies are there. It's not what cavalry are good at, so let's save this troop until the critical time."

"I'm in a hurry."

Chief of Staff Qin also realized that his proposal was inappropriate, and the overall difficulties could not be solved by the cavalry company alone.

Brigadier Chen lit a cigarette, looked at the map and smoked silently.

This raid was launched by the enemy against the real [-]th Division. Its scale and intensity were the strongest that the Eighth Route Army had ever encountered since it established its base here.

The enemy's intention is obvious, that is to first push the troops inward through the tactics of mopping up the outside, and then close the encirclement, launch a siege, and completely wipe out all the resistance forces in this area, including the Eighth Route Army.

At present, the enemy's encirclement circle has not been closed, and there are many gaps between the various troops. If the Eighth Route Army just wants to preserve its strength, it can gather troops to break through from all directions.

In this case, even if the little devil is well-equipped, it is impossible to stop the Eighth Route Army, and then re-establish a base, continue to develop strength, and then find an opportunity to fight against the little devil.

But the problem is that besides the [-]th Division, there are tens of thousands of people here. If the Eighth Route Army can break through, can the people do it?

The Eighth Route Army may be able to get out of trouble with only a small price, but the people who stayed behind can only be reduced to being slaughtered.

This is what the Eighth Route Army does not want to see, and it cannot just ignore it. The purpose of serving the people and the country at the beginning of the army is not just a slogan, but also a mission.

So the Eighth Route Army stayed.

Even though they knew that what awaited them would be an arduous battle, even a battle with little chance of winning, they still stayed without hesitation.

As long as there is one Eighth Route Army soldier alive, the little devil cannot be allowed to break through.

As long as there is one Eighth Route Army soldier alive, no commoner can be harmed.

"Give power to the independent regiment and tell Li Yunlong that I don't need him to send people in this battle, but he can do his best. The ammunition on the front line is short, so let him take out the private money hidden. It's best to take the initiative, don't wait for me to take people there Search!"

After finishing a cigarette, Brigadier Chen ordered to the telegraph operator.

In the Independent Regiment Headquarters, Qiao Lin, who was lying on the bed, looked at Li Yunlong helplessly: "Regimental Leader, didn't you allow me to sleep for a while during the day? It's been less than an hour, and you've gone back on your word?"

After finishing the documents for the independent regiment's martial arts competition overnight, Qiao Lin spent a few more hours making a training material for Brigadier Chen. He was so dizzy that he didn't even bother to eat, so he fell on the kang directly. asleep.

But I didn't expect to be woken up by Li Yunlong just after falling asleep.

"Well, push back the time, go to bed at night, and go out with me."

Li Yunlong was not at all ashamed of his temporary change of mind, and directly adjusted Qiao Lin's rest time to night.

"Regimental Commander, don't you want to take me around the battalions again in a panic because of your idle time?"

Qiao Lin rubbed his eyes, and rubbed the gum off the corners of his eyes along the way.

As soon as he heard that he was being asked to go out, he already guessed what Li Yunlong wanted to do.

"Uh... that... the battalion competition is imminent, shouldn't I, as the head of the regiment, go down to the grassroots to understand the specific situation and give guidance?"

Having been seen through his thoughts, Li Yunlong was really embarrassed, but the embarrassment was only temporary, and he quickly found a high-sounding reason for himself.

In fact, he was really bored, so he decided to go around the battalions temporarily. After the communication team sent the documents, he was always in a state of boredom, wondering how the battalions would prepare the documents after they received them.

During the period, he sneaked a few times at Qiao Lin through the crack of the door, and found that he had been writing at his desk, because it was the task assigned by Brigadier Chen, so he didn't dare to disturb him.

After finally waiting for Qiao Lin to finish his work, he could no longer hold back his restless heart, and chose to ignore Qiao Lin's exhaustion and wake him up.

"Wow, that makes sense!"

Qiao Lin sat up and clapped his hands, applauding for Li Yunlong.

"Why is it so young that you don't have any energy at all? I think I was alive and well when I didn't sleep when I knew everything."

Seeing Qiao Lin yawning, Li Yunlong couldn't help complaining.

"Yes, who can compare with the leader? I don't sleep and I don't let others sleep."

Qiao Lin replied in a low voice, and ran to fetch water to wash his face.

"Stinky boy!"

Li Yunlong cursed with a smile.

When the two were about to leave, the radio station that had never rang suddenly rang, and then Li Yunlong received a news that made him feel extremely distressed.

Chapter 580 The Fifth Head’s Private Money

"Captain, what happened?"

Seeing the sudden change in Li Yunlong's face, Qiao Lin's heart skipped a beat, thinking that something had happened, he hurriedly asked.

"Brigadier... Brigadier, he..."

Li Yunlong's lips trembled, unable to speak.

Qiao Lin's heart sank, Brigadier?Could it be that something happened to Brigadier Chen?

He snatched the telegram from Li Yunlong's hand, glanced at the few lines on it, and was speechless for a moment.

Captain Li, are you a playwright?

"Brigade Commander, how could he do this? Not letting him go to the front and stay behind is enough to make me aggrieved, but he still cares about my family property, which I have worked so hard to save."

Li Yunlong pointed to the telegram in Qiao Lin's hand and said with a heartbroken face.

That expression reminded Qiao Lin of the landlord whose property was robbed by bandits for no reason.

"Leader, how much wealth have you saved through hard work?"

Jolin asked curiously.

"Just a little bit."

Li Yunlong raised his little finger and said exaggeratedly.

"A little bit?"

Qiao Lin obviously didn't believe it. Based on his understanding of Li Yunlong, the head of the regiment didn't seem like someone who could only save a little.

Besides, if it's really only a little bit, Brigadier Chen won't be worried about it.

"Only a little bit, really."

Li Yunlong emphasized it again, but obviously he was a little guilty.

"Then shall we carry out the brigade commander's order, or continue to go to the battalions to do your work?"

Qiao Lin looked at Li Yunlong with a half-smile and asked.

"Still busy, let's go to the ammunition depot to prepare something for the brigade commander. Alas, I don't know who leaked the news?"

Li Yunlong sighed and said in frustration.

The interest in inspecting the camps that I had been thinking about was also disturbed by this sudden telegram.

"Ammunition depot? Commander, you still have ammunition depot? Why don't I know?"

Qiao Lin exclaimed in surprise, it was the first time he had heard of an ammunition depot after he had been in the Independent Regiment for so long.

"You're not my son, why don't you tell me everything?"

Li Yunlong rolled his eyelids angrily, and walked out of the courtyard, followed by Qiao Lin.

It is said to be an ammunition depot, but it is actually an idle private house.

After following Li Yunlong around for a long time, Qiao Lin discovered that there was only a wall between the ammunition depot and the regiment headquarters.

The yard is full of weeds and piles of rags. It looks like a house that has been abandoned for many years. No one would have guessed that there is an ammunition depot hidden here.

Houses of peasant households in the countryside generally do not lock their doors unless they go out for a long time.

Anyway, Qiao Lin has traveled here for several months, and he has never seen a house with a locked door.

It wasn't until he saw the yellow brass lock on the door that he felt the difference here.

Li Yunlong took out a key from his close pocket, and rubbed it on his clothes with a look of reluctance.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Lin almost didn't laugh out loud.

After rubbing the key, Li Yunlong bent down, approached the lock, and inserted the key into the lock for a turn.

With a "click", the lock opened.

As the old wooden door was pushed open, Qiao Lin couldn't help but wonder, is it necessary to lock such a door?

Afraid that a child can kick it away?

But the scene in the room made him lose his doubts immediately.

Compared with the messy yard, the house can be described as well-organized.

"My God, Captain, you saved all of this?"

Qiao Lin looked at the boxes of bullets, grenades, heavy machine guns, mortars, etc. that were stacked almost to the roof in the house, and asked in surprise.

These ammunition are enough to equip a regiment, it is really an ammunition depot.

Just, where do these things come from?

In Qiao Lin's impression, when it comes to equipment issues, Li Yunlong has always shown himself crying poor.

"Nonsense, it wasn't saved by Lao Tzu, how could it have fallen from the sky?"

Li Yunlong touched a heavy machine gun, his face full of reluctance.

"Didn't you say only a little bit? Is this also called a little bit?"

Qiao Lin looked around, regardless of the specific number, just moving these in is not a small project.

"When we were young, we were afraid of poverty and hunger. We couldn't eat enough for one meal, but we had to plan for the next meal, right? The wealth of the rich is earned, and the wealth of the poor is saved. Every time you save A little, save a little every time, isn’t it just a little bit?”

Li Yunlong told in detail how much effort he had spent in order to save these ammunition.

"No, leader, you have only been in the independent group for a few months, right? You can't bring these from the quilt factory, right?"