Chapter 45: Preparing for the Unexpected

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  "Director, don't think about how credible it is for now. This telegram was sent in the name of Xiaoming alone, and although Little Yangzi is a bit dull, he will still send a telegram to confirm. With his temperament, he won't exaggerate like this." The chairman said, walking around the room, "I'm thinking about how we should view this issue, whether our Xinhua News Agency should publicize it or not, and if so, how? What are the consequences for Little Yangzi, benefits or drawbacks? If the National Government side publicizes it, what do we do? After all, they did kill a Japanese general and capture over 300 devils, this is not something that can be lied about."

  "Are we going to take a cold treatment?" The old general nodded, "The Japanese army is too revengeful, and Little Yang will be in trouble next." Suddenly, the old general understood the purpose of the chairman's invitation last night, "You want me to make a move with the Eighth Route Army headquarters, to coordinate with the action in Wei County?"

  "After all, it's a newly formed team, and I'm afraid they won't be able to withstand the enemy's next counterattack." The chairman nodded slightly, "In that case, once we receive news from Little Yang, I'll have them hand over some of the captured weapons to headquarters. What do you think?"

  "Protecting the calf." The old general said with a smile, "What's your opinion on the instructions from the Communist International brought by Comrade Jiao Xiang this time?"

  "The chairman burst out laughing: 'No matter if it's the east wind or west wind, as long as it can blow away the Japanese devils, it's a good wind. As long as it can make Chinese people equal, it's a good wind. The wind is not the main thing, the key is how we use it, what do you say?'"

  "This time the Communist International has recognized your main leadership position, which is very beneficial for our party's unified ideology and unified command of the war. Old Mao, you can now take charge freely, I support you." The old general took a light sip of water, seeing Kang Sheng come in, he didn't speak again.

  Yang Jie led the crowd back to the base, and immediately organized the troops to tidy up their training, summarize their experience, commend those who had made contributions, and so on. At this time, Chen Zhihao and Liao Xudong also brought two branches of the team back. However, although they had eliminated two large teams of devils, since each regiment requested a head-on battle with the devils, the two men felt that the two large teams of devils were only over 2,000 people, while the total strength of the two branches was over 5,000 people, not counting the guerrilla troops. There were also over 3,000 guerrilla troops participating in the battle, and they should have been more than enough to deal with the over 2,000 devils.

  The battle unfolded in Majiagou, as the second company, tasked with luring the enemy, fought fiercely and became stuck together with the devils. A whole regiment had to be dispatched for rescue, but the devils saw through the encirclement and launched a counterattack outside Majiagou. The two sides engaged in a bloody battle, resulting in the annihilation of two large devil detachments. However, the casualties of the Second Brigade exceeded 3,000, while the guerrilla force suffered over 1,000 deaths and injuries.

  Yang Jie sat behind the long wooden table, listening to Chen Zhihao's report with a expressionless face in front of everyone. "Nan Ren, Gong Xiaoming, you two rush to the second branch team immediately, stabilize the team's emotions, mainly to commend, don't investigate who was wrong. Later I will send special forces to train and help you carry out your work. Zheng Junguo stays behind, Zhao Wenyue takes over as deputy commander of the second branch team, taking office immediately. Other comrades continue the meeting."

  As for Yang Jie's arbitrary approach, surprisingly no one expressed dissatisfaction, not even Liao Xudong and Gong Xiaoming, Chen Zhihao were silent. The loss was so great that the two brigades were basically crippled, and even if personnel could be replenished, combat effectiveness would be difficult to restore to its original level for a while.

  At the enlarged meeting of the Party Committee, Chen Zhihao and Liao Xudong were prepared to make a profound self-criticism, but Yang Jue did not delve deeper into this issue. Others made some experiences and summaries. As for how to report the results, after discussion among several people, a telegram was sent to the chairman in the form of a brief report, and nothing else was reported. Yang Jue's intention was that it was the business of the big devils, as a guerrilla team had autonomy, and did not need to report everything, nor did they need to show off their achievements; only fighting against the devils was the hard truth.

  But the chairman's telegram was a big surprise to him, and the chairman explicitly told him that such a large-scale war of attrition would be better organized less. In addition, the results of this battle were announced externally in the name of the Eighth Route Army Headquarters, and the guerrilla troops had to send some ammunition and weapons and Japanese prisoners to the headquarters.

  Li Ying was smiling and chatting with Li Hongju, since then, Li Hongju had been following Li Ying, she also learned to shoot a gun and practiced several moves to defeat the enemy. The base's environmental protection was very good, these people from another time still had strong awareness of environmental protection. Mainly Yang Jue considered the Japanese army's planes, and put in a lot of thought into camouflage on the ground, and also grasped air defense tightly, with the help of trees and grass, the roofs of Yang Jue's houses were all green, blending in with the surrounding environment, giving people a sense of vitality.

  As they walked along Yang Ji Road, Li Hongjuan gave Li Ying's hand a slight squeeze and whispered, "Your heart's desire has arrived."

  Li Ying glanced at Yang Guang and smiled: "Have you ever seen a liver that frowns?"

  Li Ying saw Yang Wei's furrowed brow, walked over, took the telegram and glanced at it, smiling: "Isn't this a good thing? It seems the chairman still cares about you quite a bit."

  "It's good, it's just that with this weapon and ammunition, how much are we giving?" Yang Cong raised his hand to lift a branch, pointing at the stone on the tree, "Stone, please go to the housekeeper."

  "What's the point of looking for me?" Wang Xuehua appeared in front of several people while circling around a large tree.

  Arriving at Yang Jue's big stone house, this is a half-on-the-ground and half-underground house. Inside, right in the middle, there is a large square wooden table with a large military map spread out on it. "Old Wang, where did you arrange for the Japanese prisoners of war to be held? How has the situation been these past few days?"

  "Not bad. Your special forces are really your kind, damn it's evil, the little devils are afraid of you guys. If they were on guard, this little devil would be serving them like he was serving his own father." Wang Xuehua looks gentle and quiet, but as soon as she opens her mouth, her true nature is revealed, years of military life have made her accustomed to using foul language.

  "Speak, what brings you to me?" He casually sat down on the stool, taking the water cup handed over by Shi Tou, "I just like this stool of yours, it's too comfortable." It was a large wooden stump that had been carved into shape by Shi Tou using Yang Xun's tiger tooth knife, which had infuriated Yang Xun so much that he had made him do two hundred push-ups.

  "You first." Yang squatted in front of him, "What did you come for? You're not bringing me some good food, are you?"

  As soon as he mentioned this, Wang Xuehua suddenly stood up straight and said, "Squad leader, don't you think about it, what time is it now? You're not even preparing for winter clothes yet. Don't blame me for not reminding you later. Besides, Li Kewei's place always asks me for equipment, where do I have any?"

  "There is also grain. To stockpile grain, each unit will have to struggle with famine at the beginning of spring." He said this while looking at Yang Guang, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.

  "Say, you must have a plan, speak up." Grabbing that glimmer of light, Yang Wei knew Wang Xuehua had a way. Indeed, Wang Xuehua chuckled and scratched his head, "I, I think, to borrow your special forces for use."

  "What? Borrowing a special forces team?" Yang Cong was taken aback, and Li Ying had just entered the door when she heard it, asking in surprise, "What do you want to borrow a special forces team for?"

  "This time we've seized a lot of gold, silver and jewels. I think we should exchange them for grain. What do you think?...” Wang Xuehua saw Yang Jie smile, "I can only command them if they listen to me. Look at you, you know you won't agree. Ah!"

  "How many men do you need?" Yang Wei shook his head, "The ones you borrowed before are not available now, and even if they were free, they would still be idle."

  "Sky Patrol Squad." Wang Xuehua's face was full of expectation, "I'm borrowing your Sky Patrol."

  "However, your food supply cannot be less." Yang Jue said, "I will let the Li brothers lead the team personally and fully listen to your command."

  "Really?" Wang Xuehua stood up excitedly, he knew that the Xun Tian War Team was not an ordinary guerrilla team, each of them were somewhat legendary figures. "Then, I'll get some more food from Jizhong."

  "No way," Yang Jie said seriously. "Jizhong is the grain warehouse of the Eighth Route Army, we can't mess with that place. Let's go to Jidong or Shandong area instead, it's also a vast plain and there's plenty of food. Besides, buy more useful things."

  "You go back and hand over the matters, and then get ready to leave. Food is indeed a big deal, otherwise I'll go with you?" Yang said, looking at him, "I'd better think of a way to get some cotton-padded clothes."

  "Hey! Wait a minute." Yang Jing saw Wang Xuehua turn around and leave, calling him back. "Prepare some weapons and ammunition. In the next few days, I'll be sending gifts to the Eighth Route Army headquarters."

  "So, are all the spoils of war sent out this time?" Wang Xuehua asked generously. Li Ying smiled and patted his head, saying, "Aren't you confused from your fever? Can you bear to send them all out?"

  "Bring all the rifles, send half of the mortars, and fifty heavy machine guns. Forget about the cannons, they're not easy to transport anyway. More bullets would be good, we can't lack those." Yang Wei thought for a moment, "Do you think that's okay?"

  "I don't care." Wang Xuehua's face didn't show any concern, of course he wasn't heartbroken. These things were either old and swapped from the troops or broken, there was basically nothing new. After each troop swept the battlefield, they would first equip themselves with the good stuff and then send the useless ones to the base for training new recruits and guerrilla forces.

  The really good stuff, Wang Xuehua only equipped the special forces team, even heavy machine guns, Wang Xuehua left them for the special forces team. Since Yang Wei showed him the achievements of the special forces team, he developed a strong interest in this unique way of warfare, especially Yang's "Special operations are actually a comprehensive operation, it looks like a departmental work, but in fact it is a manifestation of the overall strength of a team. Especially the logistics department."

  Watching the expressions of the people at the Eighth Route Army headquarters when they received things, Xu De and Song Yanchun, who came to deliver things, were both embarrassed. Especially when a small warrior saw the sniper's rifle equipped with a telescopic sight, he was so excited that he didn't know how to express himself, and kept circling around the soldier. In the end, the sniper lent his gun to him to take a look, and then pointed in one direction to explain it to him, only then did he satisfy his curiosity.

  All of Li Ying's intelligence organizations have been mobilized, focusing on investigating the enemy's logistics transportation and reserves. The special warfare team can dispatch all that can be dispatched, but there is still no news about the enemy's cotton clothing.

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