Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

Qiao Lin clung to this topic and couldn't let go.

"Why do you want to be so aggressive? Our army is sincerely sending out the invitation, and the current situation is not obvious enough? As long as our army is willing, we can let you die without a place to bury you at any time. There is a saying in your country, it is called a good bird Choose a tree to live in, a good minister chooses a master to serve, I hope you will make a wise choice."

The translator said slightly threateningly.

Indeed, judging from the current situation of the two sides, the Eighth Route Army is at a disadvantage, and the gap in numbers is too great.

"The deputy commander-in-chief can only forcefully break through. The little devil has already started to set up positions."

When Qiao Lin spoke, his eyes were still on the little devil opposite.

The heavy machine guns and mortars that were originally carried have also begun to be lowered one after another, and are being erected according to the spacing.

Obviously, the little devil is not confident that he can persuade the Eighth Route Army to surrender to them with just a word of mouth. While persuading them, he is also preparing for an exchange of fire.

"Find an opportunity to do it. You should be good at this type of battle."

The deputy commander-in-chief nodded, and in a word, he handed over the command to Qiao Lin.

In the current situation, he felt that apart from Qiao Lin, no one else had the slightest chance.

"But your conditions are too bad, right?"

After getting the permission of the deputy commander in chief, Qiao Lin let go completely, and while continuing to shout to the kid on the opposite side, he stretched his hands behind his back to sign language.

"Is the commander-in-chief of the North China Security Army not good enough? Both in strength and equipment, they are much better than the Eighth Route Army, and you alone have the final say."

The little devil thought that the deputy commander-in-chief was tempted, so he said quickly.

"What's the use of that? Our deputy commander-in-chief is now a lieutenant general, a leader at the level of the military region. Go to your Laoshizi security team to be the captain. At best, he will be a major general. All soldiers want to be promoted. Why are you demoted?" gone?"

Qiao Lin curled his lips in disdain, as if he was very dissatisfied with the conditions that the little devil offered to the deputy commander.

Not only reaffirmed the rank of lieutenant general of the deputy commander in chief and the status of the leader of the large military region, but also demoted the North China Security Force to a security force.

"Uh..."

Jingbian Mingye was at a loss for words for a while.

It cannot be denied that what Jolin said is true.

The North China Security Army is a puppet army. Its main members are some traitors and soldiers who surrendered when some troops fought against the devils. The total number is about 5.

This scale is indeed larger than the number of troops currently organized by the Eighth Route Army.

However, no matter how many troops there are, it is only a military-level unit. Even if he becomes the commander-in-chief, according to the rules of the army, he can only be awarded the rank of major general.

From lieutenant general to major general, it is indeed a demotion.

Whoever it is, I'm afraid it won't be accepted.

"Your Excellency, why bother with this, as long as you nod, I guarantee my personality, I will definitely apply to Commander Katsumura, maybe His Majesty the Emperor will make an exception to grant you the rank of general, and in this era, is military rank really important? It is only important to have the power in your hand. Imagine that if you are in charge of the North China Security Army, then wealth, status, women, what else can you want? When His Majesty the Emperor's great achievements are completed, your Excellency will be a meritorious service!"

The translator began to persuade and lure again.

After all, the Changshan Military Headquarters directly shut down the power and demanded to do everything possible to bring the deputy commander back alive.

If force can be used without force, it is better not to use it.

Guns have no eyes, and if something goes wrong, he can't explain it to his superiors.

"You are a deputy officer, why should I trust you?"

Qiao Lin showed distrust towards Jingbian Mingye.

The five fingers kept changing behind their backs, and the soldiers of the cavalry company watched intently, knowing what was going to happen next.

The guards were dazzled by the sight, and once thought that Qiao Lin's fingers were cramped.

"I swear by His Majesty the Emperor!"

Jingbian Mingye raised his hand.

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"What is the emperor? I don't know him, unless you sign it."

Of course, Qiao Lin would not believe a word of the little devil's promise.

"Signature and deed?"

The translator and Jingkou Mingye were stunned, not quite understanding what the word meant.

"It is to write a letter of guarantee, to guarantee that you will do what you say, otherwise you will be worse than a beast, and you will die a good death, and the sky will be struck by lightning..."

Qiao Lin explained it "politely".

Jingkou Mingye wanted to draw his sword.

Although he was ordered to instigate the deputy commander-in-chief of the Eighth Route Army today, he didn't even say a formal word after the meeting.

On the contrary, the young man has been talking non-stop, and every word must be cursed.

Jingbian Mingye felt that the scolding he had endured in his life was not as much as today.

"If your Excellency needs this form, of course there is no problem."

Mingye by the well took a deep breath, thinking it would be better not to get angry.

If you can get things done without spending a single soldier, that is a credit.

As for the guarantee, what can be proved?It's just a piece of paper, can't you just tear it up when you're done?

"Then write it now."

Jolin looked anxious.

"as you wish."

Jingbian Mingye began to write the letter of guarantee with the pen and paper handed over by the translator.

To be honest, the moment he picked up the pen, he felt a little ashamed.

He is 47 years old this year, and the last time he wrote a letter of guarantee was 40 years ago, when he was caught by the teacher for peeking at a female classmate going to the bathroom.

Thinking of being beaten with a rattan cane by the teacher back then, Jingbian Mingye felt that his body began to ache again.

If Commander Katsumura Yota hadn't specifically told him to try his best to bring back the deputy commander-in-chief of the Eighth Route Army alive, how could he have the patience to stay here and be scolded and write a letter of guarantee.

He ordered the troops to rush forward and kill all the Eighth Route Army.

"In the name of His Majesty the Emperor, I promise..."

Jingbian Mingye muttered words, and began to write crookedly on the paper. After writing a few words, the pen stopped, and turned to look at the translator: "How does Your Majesty write?"

"Uh... write it like this."

The translator was also very speechless. It is said that this boss has been in elementary school for 12 years, but he can't even write such a simple word.

Under the earnest teaching of the translator, it took Jingbian Mingye three chances to cross his blind spot in knowledge.

But before writing a few words, he stopped again.

He suddenly remembered something.

This group of the Eighth Route Army has come here, where are the two brigades that were ambushing ahead?

The sound of gunfire and artillery was heard, and the two sides must have exchanged fire, but why did the Eighth Route Army seem to be intact?

According to the information he received, a team of the Eighth Route Army will pass by here at noon today. force.

These people add up to more than 300 people, but why does it seem that the actual number is more?At least around 500 people.

Is the information wrong, or something went wrong in the middle?

Jingbian Mingye felt very puzzled, but couldn't figure out the reason.

"Ask people to go ahead and see what the hell are those two brigades doing, are they asleep?"

Jingbian Mingye gave instructions to his subordinates.

Naturally, he would not believe that the two brigades in charge of the ambush had been almost wiped out by the Eighth Route Army.

Those are two brigades, more than 2000 people, how could they be defeated by hundreds of Eighth Route Army.

Therefore, he suspected that the Eighth Route Army might have adopted a special tactic, using small groups of troops to attract firepower, while large troops escorted their deputy commander through the ambush point.

Now that the matter is about to come to a successful conclusion, there is no need for the two brigades to continue ambush.

"Company Commander Wang, let the comrades in the guard company get on their horses quickly. If there are not enough horses, two people will ride one, and the movements should be smaller."

Qiao Lin took advantage of the opportunity of thinking at night by the well and whispered to Wang Chuan.

Wang Chuan no longer thought about it, and nodded to make arrangements.

"First row, when you hear the order, rush forward as fast as you can, tear a hole in the little devil's formation, don't worry about anything else, just rush out."

"Second row, three rows and four rows, feigning attacks from left, middle and right. The real target is the opening of the first row, spreading to both sides. We must break up the formation of the little devils, so that they cannot coordinate."

"Fifth row, escort the working group to rush out, you don't need to fight, just rush out, don't look back, don't stop until you reach a safe zone."

"Company Commander Wang, lead the guard company and follow the working group to the rear. Don't be too eager to fight. If you rush out, you will win. In addition, give me all your grenades."

Qiao Lin made the combat deployment neatly.

Today's battle is not aimed at killing the enemy, as long as the deputy commander and the working group can escape safely, it is a victory.

The ranks of the cavalry company are arranged in platoons, and the first platoon is at the front, and there is no need to adjust it at all.

As for the guard company. ． ．

Well, it's the role of soy sauce again.

Wang Chuan felt a bit bitter in his mouth, but there was nothing he could do. With his strength at hand, now was not the time to fight for face.

"Listen to me, all of you, just follow the working group and rush out later, don't give me those things that I have, whoever disobeys orders this time, don't stay in the guard company in the future. If there is The little devil is catching up, you must stop it, protect the safety of the chief, and hand over all your grenades."

One by one grenades were stuffed into Wang Chuan's hands.

The guard company is a guard force, not a grenade force, and more than 200 soldiers have only collected forty grenades.

"Wang Hammer!"

After receiving the grenade wrapped in military uniform, Qiaolin shouted calmly.

Wang Dachui rode to behind Qiao Lin.