Received a call for help from Xinglong Town.

The commander of the Meixian military police, the commander of the Public Security Army, and the garrisoned magistrate gathered together.

The office phone kept ringing.

"The news that the Imperial Army stationed in Xinglong Town was transferred to the south late at night was top secret information of the empire. How did the Eighth Route Army learn that Xinglong Town's defense was empty?" The garrison's master looked at the map with a dark face, puzzled.

"The Eighth Route Army attacked the military camp some time ago..." The newly replaced security commander quickly explained: "The Eighth Route Army gathered so many people to launch an attack, it is definitely not something that can be done in a few days, it should be just a coincidence..."

The commander of the military police did not worry about this matter and interrupted with a stern face and went straight to the point: "If you investigate this matter later, how can you catch all the Tu Eighth Route Army attacking Xinglong Town?"

In the view of the Grandmaster, this kind of battlefield is actually very simple. The Grandmaster pointed to the map: "We must figure out where the Eighth Route Army came from? Why attack Xinglong Town? Where will it go after attacking Xinglong Town?"

The commander of the military commander is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He followed the master's idea and talked loudly: "We must first reconnaissance and clarify how many people have come to the Eighth Route Army, what is the firepower configuration, what is the number of the Eighth Route Army, who is the commander, how they are deploying troops, and how the battlefield progresses..."

Hearing the newly transferred commander of the Public Security Army, the Japanese Major couldn't help but look at him with admiration: "Braft Commander Liu... No... Commander Liu's military command ability is indeed extraordinary, you continue to say!"

Commander Liu was not embarrassed: "As long as we master this information, we will formulate corresponding combat plans based on these battlefield situations, and finally issue orders for each department to implement it as planned..."

Speaking of this, Commander Liu paused: "The battlefield is ever-changing, and what remains is that commanders at all levels take countermeasures to change the battlefield situation. As excellent commanders, we should first learn to delegate power. If we set too many rules and regulations for him, it may restrict their performance. This is called being outside, and the king's orders are not given..."

The Japanese Grandpa was stunned for a moment. This seemed to be a little different from the theory of the Imperial Army School. It was obvious that the insights proposed by this person are more suitable for the current situation and are more specific.

It seems... this person does have real talent and knowledge.

The formulation of battlefield plans is not complicated. There are no more soldiers going out, how many troops are divided into, when to start, how to contact each other, and when to encounter situations beyond the plan, the commander will fine-tune the actual battlefield situation...

Commander Bing has his own business to do, and he has to figure out why the Eighth Route Army dares to come out with great fanfare, and why he did not receive any slightest news before...

Soon, a series of commands began to be issued.

Five miles north of Xinglong Town.

Public Security Army stronghold.

The sound of gunfire in the south rumbles.

After receiving the news that the Eighth Route Army had siege the Xinglong Town, the newly promoted battalion commander of the Public Security Army who received the order immediately sent a gun and took his subordinates to rush back to the town to help.

The puppet troops in the artillery towers along the way joined...

There seems to be a cannon?

The battalion commander led his men to the south and became more nervous.

Before he could find the Eighth Route Army, he first ran into his subordinates who had retreated from the artillery tower near the battlefield.

The person who escaped back was the pseudo company commander, who even ran away from his gun.

He quickly pulled a rifle from his subordinates and ran to the battalion commander to report: "Where is my God, there are Eighth Route Army everywhere in and outside Xinglong Town..."

“What the hell is going on?”

"That... the Eighth Route Army first sent people to the east to fight our old military camp stationed by the Imperial Army. The eight kinds of that are called... There are many people and the Imperial Army in the military camp did not even dare to come out. After following the Eighth Route Army, it took only a few minutes to wrap Xinglong Town. Seeing those brothers who were observing the mud legs, it must be a lot of danger now..." Company Commander Zhi exaggerated Gao Yidao in his words, and the others didn't even move...

The battalion commander felt that the sun was coming out from the west: "What did you say? The Eighth Route Army everywhere? Even the Imperial Army dared not move? Did you misread it?"

"Can you read this wrong? The Eighth Route Army also sent someone to take over the artillery tower guarded by the family. If we run a step slower, you will have to collect the body of our brothers..." The pseudo-company commander cried and had to speak more violently, otherwise he would have to leave his post without permission.

Knowing what kind of virtues your subordinates are, there must be exaggeration, but the battalion commander still showed his timidity: "Have the Eighth Route Army continued to come north?"

"Why didn't you come? Can I run away if he doesn't come? The Eighth Route Army also brought hoes and shovels and dug roads everywhere..."

Bang bang...

The gunshots interrupted the two of them's roaring and screaming communication.

The battalion commander was shocked.

Company Commander Zhi shouted directly: "Oh, the vanguard of the Eighth Route Army is chasing me again!"

"What a panic!" Battalion Commander Zhi took out his pistol and prepared to order his hand to face the enemy.

Company Commander Zhi quickly pulled the battalion commander's arm and muttered in a low voice: "My good brother, the citrons that are early this year rotten first, and the birds that come out of the forest die first. This life is his own. If you don't make a show of the limelight, you will be a warrior. No matter how much reward the Imperial Army gives, it is not as important as your own life to live... "

"But the leader is still in the town..."

The platoon company commander lowered his voice: "You have always regarded me as a brother. This time the Eighth Route Army will definitely be dead. Even if the regiment commander dies, don't show off that. When you spent money from the company commander to the battalion commander, you thought you could make a fortune. What's the result? The Imperial Army has established a concentration camp in the village and town, and we have all fallen to the point of being a watchdog. Besides, don't you think we are eating less than before. In the past, we used to have two sets of summer and winter clothes a year. This year, we are still wearing the old clothes from last year. My underwear is broken and I can't bear to throw away two holes..."

Battalion Commander is a fool? Of course not. The key is that he turns around and runs away now. How can he be a human being in the future?

You have to find a step!

Company Commander Zhi is quite eye-catching: "Or, you lead the team to retreat first, and I will cut off the back..."

"Okay, I'll go back and mobilize the large army to come and reinforce." Such men were considerate. The pseudo battalion commander shouted loudly, and then muttered in a low voice: "The Imperial Army just wants us to bite the tail of the Eighth Route Army. After I leave, you can just fire a few shots and leave! When the Imperial Army in the county comes, then make plans..."

"Yes!" Company Commander Zhi stood at attention first, and then he shouted to the escaped public security army without hesitation: "Brothers, we must drag the Eighth Route Army here even if we die..."

So, the battalion commander, who was going to go back to transfer people, hurriedly took people north to transfer people, and now he is just a temporary retreat.

The company commander stayed to fight and block.

Seeing the battalion commander walking away, his platoon leader scolded: "This turtle grandson runs faster than a rabbit..."

Company Commander Zhi was not panicked now: "You know, this is the case. In this year, we not only have to live, but also live a prosperous life. If something happens, these idiot commanders will take charge. Wait a minute, send a brother to negotiate with the Eighth Route Army and ask them what their requirements are. As long as we don't let us take the gun, we can agree to anything..."

After saying that, Company Commander Zhi took out a piece of paper and handed it to his platoon leader: "Forget it, you can go in person later and hand it over to them, they won't make things difficult for you..."

"Why don't you go by yourself?"

"I am the company commander, how could I take action personally as soon as I came up? You can go and talk first. If the negotiation cannot be reached, it will be a buffer. Do you understand?"

"Since we are going to talk anyway, why did we run away just now?"

"If you don't run away, the battalion commander will be the one who talks to the Eighth Route Army. Where can we do anything about us?"

"Gao, it's really high, so we can sell our love to the Eighth Route Army and be able to do everything we can... Brother, you are really a talented person if you don't become the battalion commander."

"That's awesome, I've given you all my amulets. Go quickly. I don't need to teach you what to say, right? Don't let me down..."

The platoon leader happily went to the Eighth Route Army battlefield to negotiate.

Another platoon leader under his command hurriedly came up: "Let's follow my elder brother, it's like a fish in water..."

"Learn more, now the Imperial Army is going downhill now. The greater the official position, the greater the possibility of being liquidated by the Eighth Route Army in the future. Do you understand?"

The platoon leader asked with a shameless face: "Brother, tell me, how do you know that the Imperial Army is going downhill?"

Commander Zhi smiled proudly: "Hehe, how many years have you been with me?"

The platoon leader pinched his fingers and calculated: "It's going to take twelve years, right?"

"In recent years, you have been the Northeast Army, the Northwest Army, the Guard Team, and the Central Army. You have participated in the Central Plains War, fought guerrillas, and the bandits. Haven't you noticed that the team was defeated by this method before? First, there was a shortage of people, followed by money, and finally ran away. I think, this Japanese man's life is probably the tail of a rabbit, and it can't grow..."

"The so-called...that...the duck prophet is warm in spring, but the elder brother has vision." The platoon leader seems to be a little bit cultural and expressive.

Company Commander Zhi looked at the south side: "For so many years of life and death, you kid learn more. Our brothers have been fighting in the Central Plains War to the present, and countless iron pieces on their hats have been replaced. How many of our old brothers have died? If they were put in other companies, they might not have been one ten long ago..."

"Then, did the Japanese in the military camp really leave?"

"I was my fellow townsman in the military camp. When he came to the town to get the oil yesterday afternoon, I knew they were leaving!"

"Then you tell me, will we nail two buttons on our hats in the future or will we hang them in the blue sky and the sun?"

"Hey, you are still a little tender. Don't you know if you're buttoned inside the hat and don't have the blue sky and sun on the outside?"

He is indeed the best among veterans who can be so righteous that he can make a move on several boats before the war.

The platoon leader loves soldiers as much as his son.

Every time there is a new soldier, the company commander never misses the hands of others.

Only the pseudo-platoon leader knows that as long as he is not the company commander’s old brother, he will be the life of cannon fodder at critical moments!
Chapter completed!