Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

The retreat has been cut off, and the Eighth Route Army still blocks the advance. Fujiwara Kujo must make a choice as to where to go.

"Contact Iijima Yui, I want to talk to her."

After shutting himself in the room and contemplating for several hours, Fujiwara Kujo made the final decision.

Once the battlefield enters a ceasefire state, the pressure on the commanding authority will be reduced a lot.

Just deploy your defenses in case the enemy sneaks up.

The rest is to judge what kind of tactical attack the enemy will take in the future.

In the brigade headquarters, there was no longer the constant sound of telegrams, and the chiefs finally had time to sit down and drink a glass of water.

"Brigade Commander, Li Yunlong is really rich. I heard that he took out two carts of ammunition at once. I don't think there is any regiment in our division as rich as the independent regiment."

Chief of Staff Qin suddenly remembered Li Yunlong's support for ammunition, and couldn't help sighing.

"Hehe, that kid Li Yunlong is a hamster. Not only does he eat his cheeks, but he also needs to keep some stock in his nest. Before the Long March started, there was an anti-encirclement campaign. After the battle, other soldiers were looking for a place to rest. Just this guy walking around on the battlefield, I went over to take a look, what do you think this kid is doing?"

As soon as Li Yunlong was mentioned, Brigadier Chen couldn't help being happy, and talked about a past event back then.

"What are you doing?"

Chief of Staff Qin asked curiously, and several cadres beside him who knew about Li Yunlong also pricked up their ears.

"This kid is carrying a bag containing dry food, and he is loading bullets from the clip on the enemy's corpse."

As soon as Brigadier Chen finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter.

"I asked him, why don't you take the time to rest and pack this thing up? This kid said to report to the chief, our company has ten rounds of ammunition for each person, and they were all shot before they heard the sound. I need to save more. With bullets in my pocket, I feel at ease when fighting.”

Brigadier Chen imitated Li Yunlong's tone and said.

"Hahaha, this kid."

Chief of Staff Qin laughed so hard that he couldn't even hold his water glass steady.

"Since then, I have remembered that this kid has the habit of saving private money. It has been like this for these years. Whenever the army is in a war, ammunition is in short supply, and the superior can't solve it, I will go to Li Yunlong and always get money from him. A lot came out of it."

Speaking of this, Brigadier Chen sighed for a while, even he himself couldn't remember how much ammunition he got from Li Yunlong these years.

"This Li Yunlong is still a miser, why don't I ask him for some more?"

Chief of Staff Qin suddenly came up with an idea.

"It's no use for you to go. Don't look at this kid who is usually picky, but he is really unambiguous about things. This time, he has probably emptied his family. We have to find a chance to get him back. Otherwise, it will be difficult to get it later."

Brigadier Chen still knew Li Yunlong very well, knowing that he would not hide his secrets at this time, he must take as much as he got.

After talking and laughing for a while, I returned to the topic again.

"Brigade Commander, it has been seven hours since the enemy ceased fire on their own initiative, and there is still no response. Do you think the enemy is planning to give up? After all, their losses this time are not light."

Chief of Staff Qin sorted out the current battle report and asked Brigadier Chen a question.

Neither fighting nor retreating, the little devil is indeed a little abnormal this time, which makes people a little confused.

Chief of Staff Qin's question was also of concern to everyone, and everyone turned their attention to Brigadier Chen, hoping to get an answer from him.

Chapter 580 IX Intuition for the Enemy

"As far as I can judge, the ceasefire can only be temporary. On the surface, this raid is the Fujiwara Brigade's retaliation against our army in the occupied area for the sake of the Hatomoto Regiment. In fact, it is a higher-ranking enemy. decision made by the commanding body."

Brigadier Chen thought for a while, and then gave the answer with certainty.

"The commander of the Fujiwara brigade alone would not have dared to carry out such a large-scale mopping up with his guts. It must have been tacitly approved or even directly instructed by his superiors. His purpose is probably to completely clean up the [-]th Division from this area. area."

"For the enemy, the battle has developed to such an extent that even if they don't want to fight, they have to fight. The Fujiwara Brigade and our [-]th Division can only fight to the death."

"Especially the commander of the Fujiwara brigade. If he retreats, his superiors will not let him go. If he advances, he doesn't know where to start. Now he should be in a dilemma. Judging from the current situation, when the enemy has no The ceasefire should continue for some time until an effective solution is found."

Later, Brigadier Chen made a detailed analysis of the current situation.

According to his deduction, the little devil is currently forced to cease fire as a last resort, and he should be brewing some kind of conspiracy, but it is not known exactly what it is.

The only thing the Eighth Route Army can do is to take strict precautions to prevent the little devils from doing any tricks.

I am born to be useful, and come back when my wealth is gone.

For Li Yunlong, who is diligent and frugal, the heartache caused by the emptying of the ammunition depot can be calmed down in just one night.

Early the next morning, the sullen Li Yunlong returned to his usual heartless appearance.

After breakfast, Li Yunlong called Qiao Lin, completely ignored Kong Jie's inquiry, and rode his horse to inspect the camps.

Qiao Lin thought that each battalion would take the independent regiment's big competition seriously, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.

The first to arrive is the battalion closest to the regiment headquarters.

As soon as he entered the training ground of the first battalion, Qiao Lin felt as if he was in a lively market. The soldiers of the whole battalion were scattered all over the place, conducting various trainings, shouting slogans loudly.

Some practiced wrestling, some ran, some practiced shooting, and even climbed trees.

"Zhang Dabiao!"

Li Yunlong took Qiao Lin to look around, and suddenly called out.

"To!"

Zhang Dabiao, who was instructing a team of soldiers to practice broadsword, ran to report immediately.

"Does your first battalion have confidence in this big competition in the regiment?"

Li Yunlong sized Zhang Dabiao up and down, and asked sharply.

"Reporting leader, yes!"

Zhang Dabiao stood up and answered without thinking.

"Ok!"

Li Yunlong was quite satisfied with this answer, nodded calmly, and then asked: "You don't have to force yourself to deal with me. I know that the first battalion is basically all recruits now. They need experience or no skills. Skills, it is not easy to show results, just tell me if you have difficulties, and I will arrange some easy projects for you when the time comes."

"Report to the head of the regiment, if the first battalion does not do that shameful thing, it will be earned by itself. No matter how difficult the first battalion is, it will not embarrass the head of the regiment."

Zhang Dabiao still had his head held high and his chest held high, and he spoke forcefully.

"Good boy, what you want is this kind of momentum. Based on your words, I don't blame you for not getting a good result in this martial arts competition. Practice hard, and I will see your performance the day after tomorrow."

Li Yunlong raised his hand and punched Zhang Dabiao's chest, and said very satisfied.

"Captain, why don't you stay in the first camp for lunch at noon, and I have left a bottle of wine for you."

Zhang Dabiao offered to have lunch in the first camp at noon.

Hearing that there was wine, Li Yunlong's expression obviously hesitated. Since the last time he was injured, he hadn't had a drink for a long time.

"Forget it, I have to go to a few other camps to see, save your bottle of wine for me to drink when I come back."

After a brief hesitation, Li Yunlong still chose to get down to business first, resisting his stomach being seduced by the wine worm, and took Qiao Lin away from the first battalion.

The other battalions are also training in full swing, and no one is slacking off.

As the name suggests, the whole regiment's martial arts competition is a one-two-three competition. No one wants to be inferior to others in this kind of thing.

After a whole day, Li Yunlong and Qiao Lin traveled all over the six battalions of the Independence Regiment and the artillery company.

As for the cavalry company, the two tacitly did not mention it.

The cavalry company was trained by Qiao Lin, and Li Yunlong's vision is not bad. He knows very well that the cavalry company is now firmly in the first place, regardless of individual combat quality or overall coordination ability, so there is no need to look at it at all.

After returning to regiment headquarters, Kong Jie revealed a piece of news.

The life-and-death battle that was originally fought suddenly ceased fire, and it was a unilateral ceasefire by the little devils. Now the two armies are in a state of confrontation, neither fighting nor withdrawing.

"What kind of bad water is this little devil holding back!"

As soon as Li Yunlong heard it, he immediately judged the little devil's intentions.

"That's right. It's estimated that something may go wrong this time. It's really worrying."

Kong Jie also nodded in agreement.

For people like them who have served as commanders of combat troops and often deal with little devils, they have an almost instinctive intuition for the enemy's movements.

They didn't believe that the kid's sudden ceasefire was for rest or to prepare for a retreat, and they all agreed that there must be some kind of conspiracy brewing.

On this issue, Li Yunlong and Kong Jie still have a lot in common.

Together with Xing Zhiguo, the three of them conducted an in-depth analysis of the little devil's abnormal behavior this time.

From the experience summed up from fighting the little devils in the past, as well as the surrounding terrain, the current firepower of the enemy army, and even the weather, they have all taken into account.

Although the analysis was very serious, they were not roundworms in the little devil's stomach after all. They couldn't guess the little devil's real intentions. They could only worry about it, but they couldn't think of any way.

Although Qiao Lin just sat on the sidelines and listened quietly without interrupting, he was equally anxious.

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon. He firmly believes that there is some truth to this sentence.

According to the normal way of thinking, the little devil encountered a counterattack in this pursuit and was severely injured.

Or they will continue to attack and retaliate at all costs in a fit of desperation.

Or they are afraid of being beaten and voluntarily abandon the battle.

But now neither fighting nor withdrawing, it always makes people feel like they are hanging on the beam.

No matter how powerful Qiao Lin was, he didn't have the ability to predict. He couldn't do anything except worry like Li Yunlong and the others.

He didn't have a good rest for two days and one night. Qiao Lin should have a good sleep, but for some reason, he didn't feel sleepy at all when he was lying on the kang after the lights were turned off.

The whole night, he survived in a half-dream and half-awake state, as if a box of grenades had been stuffed in his heart, and one would explode from time to time, disturbing him in a panic.

At dawn, he got up from the kang, put on his clothes and came to the courtyard, wanting to get some air.

As soon as he left the house, he saw Li Yunlong sitting under the jujube tree, smoking one cigarette after another.

"Boss, why are you up so early?"

Jolin asked strangely.

"I don't know what's going on, I'm always in a panic, and I haven't slept well all night."

Li Yunlong shook his head with a sad expression on his face.

Qiao Lin's heart skipped a beat, and Li Yunlong did the same. Could it be that something happened?