"That's right." Deputy Commander Zhang Jiyun thought for a moment, nodded slightly, accustomed to the size of each guerrilla brigade in the plains, which was often hundreds or thousands of people. He had not considered the particularity of the situation on the grassland just now. Influenced by the reality of the vast land and sparse population, not only Wang Huzi's Black Stone guerrilla brigade was weak at present, but Wu Yunqi, who was born in the Mongolian nobles, had only four or five hundred people, and was far from comparable to the local armed forces of the Eighth Route Army in northern Shanxi and central Hebei.

"In addition, we have to consider the influence of terrain characteristics and traffic conditions." Seeing Zhang Jiyun listening seriously, the security chief Liu Guoliang continued, "Although the area of ​​Heishizhai has hills and deserts, it is a typical grassland landform, with little undulations on the surface and suitable for large-scale maneuvers of cavalry. In addition, it is because the place was developed relatively later than the Central Plains, and there are neither railways nor roads, Japanese heavy artillery, armored vehicles and other modern weapons for a while If you can't transport it in, you can barely transport one or two pieces. Logistical supplies are also a problem. Therefore, the disadvantages of Wang Huzi's cavalry against the Japanese Kwantung Army are not very obvious. Once the cavalry goes south through Zhangjiakou, the Japanese can fully utilize their advantages in weapons and equipment based on the road network and railway network. For the cavalry, facing the crisscrossing isolation ditch and dense artillery towers, not only can the characteristics of flexible and maneuverability be reflected, but the disadvantages of insufficient attack ability will also be fully exposed."

"Yes, then it's going to be a good fight for others with your own weaknesses." Not only was Zhang Jiyun convinced, Commander Su Xing heard Liu Guoliang's words aside, and nodded repeatedly, and praised with a smile: "Okay, Old Liu, I haven't seen you for a few days, and my ability has increased a lot. I've put in a lot of hard work."

"Of course." Liu Guoliang responded with a smile, "I just talked nonsense last time without understanding the situation. I was taught a lesson by pointing at the nose. If I don't improve my skills, will I still dare to speak in front of you in the future?"

"You are so petty, I still remember it." Su Xing glanced at him and smiled and scolded him.

"This is not a prudent. I just crawled wherever I fell." Liu Guoliang smiled again and added very unmodestly, "Besides, you criticized it right at that time. Our security department did not do a solid job at that time. We did not understand the specific situation below, and we were unable to keep up with the policy adjustments in time. So after that, I asked the comrades from the security department to alienate the specific situation of the grassroots teams in our hands again. Over the past few months, we have indeed benefited a lot."

"Yaha, you said you are fat, you are panting." Commander Su Xing smiled again and asked with a little taste of taking the school exam, "Then tell me, in the battle of Squirrel Mountain, what experience can be used for other teams to learn from directly."

"I can summarize two things. First, be flexible and proactive, and avoid sticking to the rules. Although our Eighth Route Army advocates guerrilla warfare, guerrilla warfare does not have to wait for the enemy to attack. When it is time to take action, you have to take decisive action. Second, when fighting the Japanese, you don't have to attack his main force, baggage team, communications soldiers, and technical troops with weak combat power, you still have to deal with it. Without the support of these auxiliary troops, the combat effectiveness of the Japanese main force cannot be fully exerted, and the threat to us will be greatly reduced." Liu Guoliang, the chief of the security section, did put in some effort, and his words were very clear.

"I also summarize one thing: the combat goal should be small. Don't think of eating a fat man in one bite. You can't beat a squadron. Every time you chew a small team, it's a victory. If you chew a piece of it, you'll get a few more times. Even if the Japanese pay attention to the spirit of Bushido, their morale is on the verge of collapse." Deputy Commander Zhang Jiyun thought for a while, and added with a smile.

"It's true." After hearing the two colleagues' summary incisively, a feeling of satisfaction arose in Su Xing's heart. From the establishment to the present, the Chabei Military Sub-district has only been established for more than half a year. With everyone's joint efforts, all work has already been on the right track, and it has also shown a significant acceleration trend, moving towards prosperity in an orderly manner.

After a pause, he continued to summarize, "Our Eighth Route Army is a beggar army, and the local troops are even more of a group of poor people. Imagine fighting with the Japanese like Chiang Kai-shek's direct descendants. It is purely a death-seeking act. If my mind is burned out, I cannot passively avoid the war just because I have no capital. Otherwise, if there are so many eyes in the country, no one is blind. The troops that dare not fight with the Japanese will be called nicely, and it will not attract people to join the army, and there is no way to talk about the growth of the team."

"In short, we can't afford to fight a big battle with rich and poor, but we can fire cold guns, fire cold cannons, dig pits and trip them up, and stab him while the Japanese are not paying attention. Anyway, as long as we can eliminate the enemy and develop our own methods, it is a good way. No matter who has advanced experience, we can learn and apply it."

"The other is to draw nourishment from the warlords and accept the vitality of them. Warlords are a cancer for China, but most of the soldiers in the warlords may not be unforgivable villains. Among them, many of them joined the army with the lofty ideal of saving the country and the people. Especially the young people who joined the army around 307 years ago, it is not an exaggeration to describe it with a passion. They were lost in their direction when they were looking for the road to saving the country and the people. We must find ways to pull them in time and do our best to pull them on the right path. Many of them are the essence of this country and nation. Is it necessary to turn them into our comrades or push them to the old forces, which will affect the future of the cause we are committed to."

The last few sentences are obviously a special discussion on Zhang Songling. If it were half a year ago, it might not have convinced Zhang Jiyun and Liu Guoliang. But now, they admit very frankly that Su Xing's words make sense. The Black Stone Guerrillas can be famous in the Chabei Grassland. Zhang Songling's most usefulness is obvious to all. The person who trained Zhang Songling from a patriotic student to a junior officer was not the guerrillas themselves, but Sun Lianzhong's 26th Route, and heaped such an excellent seed with the ocean. It was the Central Military Commission's reluctance to give Sun Lianzhong the opportunity to rebuild the number, which finally made this person enter the Eighth Route Army.

"But the little guy has never even applied for joining the party." After a moment of silence, the security chief Liu Guoliang said with a bit of regret."

"I'm afraid this matter is not urgent." Su Xing hesitated for a moment and responded in a low voice, "Sun Lianzhong has a high personality charm, and nostalgia is the tradition of our Chinese. If he doesn't know much about our career, forcibly pulling him into the party is an irresponsible attitude."

"I don't feel suspicious of his loyalty to the Chinese nation at all, but if he never had any political requirements for progress, what if there is a beard in the future," Liu Guoliang took the initiative to explain.

"Lu Yaozhi's horsepower is enough. You can't let Wang Huzi force out a speculator." Su Xing was also worried about this situation and sighed and responded helplessly.

"The problem is, time is tight, Wang Huzi has called a report more than once to ask for a rest." Liu Guoliang sighed again, worried.

Wang Hong, the head of the Blackstone Guerrilla Brigade, has taken the initiative to report to the organization several times. His physical strength and energy are no longer suitable for continuing to hold leadership positions. However, considering the special history and reality of the Blackstone Guerrillas, the military sub-district is not afraid to airborne a cadre to replace Wang Huzi. If that happens, the morale of the Blackstone Guerrillas will inevitably be greatly affected. All forces around the Blackstone Village will also have negative views on the Eighth Route Army because of the "Red Beard".

Whether in terms of prestige, influence or military ability, there are only two candidates who can replace Wang Huzi in the future, either Zhao Tianlong or Zhang Songling. However, these two people are facing the same problem at the moment, that is, their political attitudes are relatively vague, and Zhao Tianlong is relatively better. Although he was a thief in the Green Forest, his background determines that it is difficult for him to join the old forces, while Zhang Songling is a little troublesome. The son of a wealthy businessman has also been treated with the kindness of Sun Lianzhong. His relationships in the old army are complicated, and from various perspectives, they are extremely instable.

This returns to the question of how to treat patriotic students in the old army, and pull yourself to others, testing the mind and wisdom of several main leaders of the Chabei Military Sub-district, and also testing the entire Eighth Route Army. After all, there is more than one grassroots cadre in the Chabei Military Sub-district, and more than one Zhang Songling in the Eighth Route Army.

"I am quite optimistic about this issue." In contrast to Liu Guoliang's idea, Deputy Commander Zhang Jiyun was not worried about the future path choices of this young man who is optimistic about everyone. "Think about it, he let the Kuomintang lieutenant colonel not do it, and ran to Wang Huzi to be a titular squadron leader, but he was willing to accept it. This itself shows an attitude and a choice."

"You're very reasonable. If you hadn't been extremely disappointed with the Kuomintang, I believe he would have been south after he recovered from his injury, and wouldn't have come to the grassland aimlessly." Su Xing's face suddenly brightened, he nodded, and agreed with a smile.

"That is largely due to the personal charm of Wang Huzi. To be honest, when Wang Huzi was there, I was not worried at all. What I was worried about was that if Wang Huzi died one day," Liu Guoliang frowned and emphasized again in a low voice.
Chapter completed!