Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Chapter 458 Kong Jie's Resentment

Although they have advanced weapons, before or after mechanization is completed, the most fundamental thing for the Eighth Route Army or its successors is a pair of iron feet.

Now that we have received such an order, we have no choice but to carry it out without compromise!

There is no other reason, because there we have comrades who share life and death with us, and there we have enemies with whom we have deep hatred.

The commander had been anxious ever since the order was given, and after the brigade commander responded, he completely shut down the radio and maintained radio silence at all times.

Although the commander trusted and recognized the brigade commander very much, he still felt unsure about such a difficult task.

After issuing the order to the division commander leading the 385th Brigade on the eastern front to hold on and wait for reinforcements, all that remained was an extremely anxious wait.

In the headquarters command room, the commander's face was stern and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry, but his unceasing steps revealed his inner anxiety at the moment.

He really has no soldiers left at his disposal now. Although there are still more than 10,000 troops in the direction of Ping'an County, they are the core force guarding the Liaoyuan Arsenal and cannot be moved at all.

The commander looked through the window in the direction of Zhongtiao Mountain. Although it was pitch black and he could not see anything, his thoughts seemed to have already arrived at this battlefield, fighting with the grassroots soldiers.

"Commander, commander, everyone says you are a master at using troops. I hope you can show your unpredictable skills this time."

The commander muttered to himself.

For the leaders of large-scale military operations, every moment is a torment.

......

Eastern Front.

The division commander was also facing a very severe test in his military career at this time. According to the sudden intensification of the Japanese offensive this afternoon, it was obvious that the Japanese had already regarded the Eighth Route Army as the most important target of attack and had completely given up attacking all the surrounding national troops.

In fact, for the Japanese, there was no need to pay attention to the scattered and retreating national troops around them.

"Brigade Commander, according to our plan during the day, we have deployed 317 positions in echelons on the front line. What is the situation now?"

Under the dim light, the division commander, wearing glasses, struggled to identify the core positions marked on the battle map.

"Report to the division commander, according to the results reported ten minutes ago, we still have 283 positions in our hands. Tonight we will organize a dozen sharp knife companies to recapture the lost positions."

"Okay, but you have to remember that we are not fighting for just one or two points. As long as we can buy some time, the Japs will definitely lose this time."

According to the report from the brigade commander, the division commander marked the 34 lost positions on the map one by one and emphasized it to the brigade commander again.

Although he was being held tightly by the Japanese and even showed a tendency to surround him, the division commander was not panicked at all. Instead, he had a feeling that everything was under control.

It was as if the people who were surrounded were not his commander, but the Japanese.

"Commander, do you think Shu Kang and the others can make it?"

Although the commander of the 385th Brigade received information from the commander of the headquarters that the 385th Brigade would come to support before 12 noon tomorrow, he was still a little worried about whether his comrades could come.

"You have to trust your comrades. Let me ask you, if you were in Shu Kang's shoes, would you come to the Eastern Front?"

"Of course, I will do my best to come to the rescue at all costs."

"Isn't that what it is?"

The teacher asked back.

"Also, even if they don't come to surround the Japanese from behind, can't the commander of the 385th Brigade lead us to kill these 6 Japanese?"

"can!"

The commander of the 385th Brigade said this in a decisive tone.

He was not lying. In the blocking battle throughout the afternoon, the front-line soldiers had a huge firepower advantage over the Japanese.

The 56th and 56th half-tanks completely crushed the Japanese in terms of squad and platoon-level firepower.

In addition, almost every soldier in each squad carried 2-3 107 rocket launchers. This thing was not picky about any launching environment. As long as the Japanese dared to use machine guns, mortars or mountain cannons during the attack, several positions would immediately launch 107 rocket launchers at the same time to concentrate fire on the Japanese.

After fighting for a whole afternoon, the Japanese did not advance a single step except for capturing a few of our firing points.

Moreover, there were several points that we gave up voluntarily.

If someone had told the commander of the 385th Brigade a year ago that in a year the firepower of our grassroots soldiers would be able to crush the Japanese, he would have thought that the other person was joking.

However, now that the battle situation was clearly laid out before him, he couldn't help but believe it.

"While we are preparing to retake our stronghold at night, the Japanese may also think of more means of attack, so we must be prepared for them to attack from other directions.

So, we must not let our guard down tonight.

Whether we can achieve an unimaginable victory in this battle will depend on tomorrow."

The teacher put down his glasses, pinched his extremely tired eyes, and gave some advice.

"Yes!"

......

Kong Jie led his New Second Regiment through mountains and hills and rushed towards the eastern battlefield.

He swore that in all his years of fighting, he had never run for such a long time. He felt his throat was unusually fishy and salty, which was the discomfort caused by long-term running.

But he didn't dare stop, not even for a moment.

Several thin and newly enlisted soldiers in the New Second Regiment had fallen down on the roadside while running. He could only arrange for people to help the fallen soldiers to the roadside and let them have a good rest, while the others continued to run towards the direction of the eastern battlefield.

Despite the hardship, no one slacked off.

This is where our army is strong. Everyone knows why we have to attack so hard, and everyone understands that next time they encounter a situation like this, there will be people who will do everything they can to rescue them.

As for Kong Jie himself, he was still holding back a rage deep in his heart. On the Yuanqu battlefield, he could have personally killed a Japanese division commander or a Japanese mixed brigade commander with his own hands, but he did not expect to be intercepted by Li Yunlong's soldiers who rushed out.

How the hell can I bear this?

Li Yunlong is a bastard. Even when he was sitting at home, his subordinates were fighting for his face, and they were killed with a cannon in front of him.

Kong Jie felt that this shot did not kill the Japanese brigade commander, but instead gave himself a loud slap in the face.

He could imagine what Li Yunlong would brag about at future gatherings of the Iron Triangle of Northwest Shanxi.

"Back then, I was sitting in Ping'an County, and one of my generals drove a tank and killed the commander of a Japanese mixed-class brigade with one shot..."

When he thought of this, Kong Jie felt a surge of anger rising in his chest.

He couldn't stand this. He had to kill a Japanese division commander with his own hands on the next battlefield on the Eastern Front to make this matter bearable.

Running from day to night, and then from night to day, crossing mountains and ridges, through forests and across rivers, facing the rising sun in the east, the eastern battlefield is already right in front of you.