Sword: Heart of Iron

Chapter 35 One man is in charge

In order to facilitate management, Wang Feng divided the roster of his troops into several forms.

It is recorded in great detail above.

Household registration, military rank, military exploits, awards and honors, etc. are all available.

Zhang Hu nodded.

There is no such thing as death in war.

In order to inspire the soldiers' spirit of fearlessness and bravery, Wang Feng not only strictly prohibited the withholding of pensions, but the actual amount paid out was 1.5 times the amount officially paid by the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army.

Wang Feng paid the extra money out of his own pocket.

Of course, it will also be distributed to the martyrs' families in their personal names.

Zhao Fangyuan came running over with a rifle in his hand, followed by several guards: "Sir, there are several horses still alive in the backyard!"

horse?
Wang Feng turned his head, feeling slightly surprised.

It's just a military horse. It's not like I haven't seen it before...

What's all the fuss about?

The group quickly came to the backyard.

Inside the stable, several tall war horses lowered their heads to eat grass. The battle outside seemed to have no effect on them at all.

Zhao Fangyuan pointed to the stable and said happily: "Sir, look at that white horse!"

Wang Feng looked in the direction of the finger.

Zhang Hu reacted the fastest: "Wow, what a good horse!"

It was still dark, and the dim oil lamp was enough to make out the whole scene.

The white horse in front of me was tall and strong, the tallest among all the military horses.

The back is flat and broad, with muscles faintly visible under the hair.

This horse is definitely not an ordinary military horse. It might be the exclusive horse of an officer in the Japanese army on the front line.

Zhang Hu was shocked: "I didn't expect the Japanese to be so short, but they have good horses!"

Such a good horse is rare to see, and Wang Feng became interested for a moment.

Since ancient times, there has been no general who does not love horses.

The guard opened the wooden fence and led the white horse out.

Wang Feng walked to the side of the white horse, patted his muscles vigorously, and couldn't help but admire:
“Really good!”

"drive!"

Wang Feng jumped on the horse without thinking.

At first the white horse wanted to struggle, but when the reins were tightly tied, it fluttered a few times and then realized the reality.

Zhao Fangyuan walked to one side and clenched his fists: "Since ancient times, a good horse goes with a hero! Today, the commander got this horse by chance, congratulations!"

Zhang Hu was a little slow: "Ah, yes, congratulations, sir!"

Wang Feng sat on his horse, overlooking the two of them: "Okay, business is important."

"The positions must be deployed quickly. Our combat mission is to hold this place and prevent the Japanese army from providing support to Xiaozhai and Guangou areas."

Zhao Fangyuan clasped his heels together and said, "I have conveyed all the orders from the commander, and the brothers are now making arrangements as quickly as possible!"

Wang Feng added: "Send a telegram to the Sixth Army Group, reporting the battle situation in detail, and notify the 115th Division of the Eighth Route Army that our troops have set up defenses here, so you can ambush with peace of mind!"

Although the Eighth Route Army belonged to the Second War Zone and was nominally a friendly force, due to special reasons, the combat coordination between the two forces was very poor.

Wang Feng needs to pass the information to the Sixth Army or the Second War Zone Headquarters.

They will then pass the information to the Eighth Route Army's Office in the Second War Zone.

Only then will this information reach the 115th Division.

Such a complex communication system is simply unable to cope with the ever-changing war situation.

This also laid the hidden danger for the two armies to fight separately later.

"All units switch to defensive mode. One regiment will be stationed in the front, and the second regiment will be stationed on the flank. You must hold them here for 24 hours!"

"Yes!"

115th Division.

Commander Lin had just convened a meeting of all division and battalion-level officers and had not slept all night as the war was imminent. At this moment, he was still studying the ambush terrain.

Deputy Commander Nie gently pushed open the door with a telegram in his hand.

"Urgent telegram from the Second War Zone: The troops under the 33rd Army have completed their raid mission and cut off the Japanese reinforcements coming from Pingxingguan."

Commander Lin studied the map intently and asked absentmindedly, "Which army is it?" "Guo Zongfen's Second Reserve Army, Gao Guizi's 17th Army?"

"Or is it Li Xianzhou's troops?"

Deputy Commander Nie shook his head: "Neither."

"It's a newly formed unit called the First Temporary Brigade."

"The brigade commander is Wang Feng, a member of the ninth class of the Whampoa Military Academy. He is actually your junior fellow student!"

Hearing this, Commander Lin turned around and asked, "Wang Feng?"

Deputy Commander Nie nodded: "Yes, do you know him?"

Teacher Lin put his hands on his waist and took a long breath: "I would like to meet this person."

"I've seen this man before in a newspaper about the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army. He led a lone army deep into the heart of the Itagaki Division."

"At the time, I thought this man was in great danger, but I didn't expect him to escape the Japanese army's encirclement."

Deputy Division Commander Nie placed the telegram on the table and said with a smile, "I rarely hear you praise others like this. I remember this Wang Feng, he seems to be a few years younger than you, right?"

Teacher Lin poured a bowl of water and drank it down in one gulp: "I am a fourth-term student, and he is a ninth-term student."

"But he should have started school a year earlier than me, which is only six years older."

"Telegram to the 685th Regiment, you can leave your back to friendly forces as appropriate."

"How's the Independent Regiment doing?"

Deputy Division Commander Nie responded: "After the battle of Yima Ridge, the Japanese 9th Division was blocked and should be able to hold out for a day!"

Commander Lin nodded, his eyes firm.

one day.

That's enough!
"In fifteen minutes, the entire division will be on combat readiness."

"Launch the attack at 5 o'clock sharp!"

"Yes!"

Temporary 1st Brigade Command.

In a civilian house, Wang Feng received a reply from the Sixth Army.

"Tsk tsk... Mr. Yan is really generous."

"The Second Reserve Army has also joined the battle. Now it looks like both sides are evenly matched!"

On the front battlefield of Tuanchengkou, Yan Laoxi frequently placed bets on the 358th Regiment, the 17th Army, and the 2nd Reserve Army.

The details of the Japanese army were also revealed.

There were three infantry battalions and one artillery battalion that attacked Tuanchengkou head-on.

The flanking force also consisted of two infantry battalions.

Roughly speaking, there are at least 6,000 people.

Don't underestimate these 6,000 people. The terrain in Tuanchengkou area is not that dangerous.

It is even more conducive to the deployment of Japanese troops.

To repel these 6,000 people, at least two German-equipped divisions would be needed.

However, it is still possible to delay the Japanese army and wait for the 115th Division to arrive.

Then the 8th Independent Brigade and other troops on the front of Pingxingguan were mobilized, and tens of thousands of troops were encircled and annihilated.

If the war was really fought like this, Itagaki Seishirō would have nothing to do but watch anxiously!

The time came to 4:30 in the morning.

It's already autumn, and the sun is rising later and later every day.

I still remember a few days ago, the sky was already turning white at this time.

Under the cover of night, the soldiers of the 1st Brigade were on full alert. The 1st Regiment, as the main force, was equipped with a large number of light and heavy machine guns.

To be honest, the Type 92 heavy machine gun is not very easy to use. It has a full combat weight of 50 kilograms and requires at least four people to carry it during a march.

However, this does not apply to cases where the goods are seized on the spot and used directly.

Zhao Fangyuan walked in: "Sir, scout reports!"

"Japanese troops are approaching our unit!"

Wang Feng's consciousness exited from the three-dimensional combat map:
"beat!"

"No matter how many Japanese troops come, we will never retreat until the 115th Division arrives!"

(End of this chapter)