Chapter 3 Storm (Part 2)

"Go to search for the hometown of Dewang, that's in Xilingol, more than a thousand miles away from us." Zhang Songling was toasted by a large number of people since the banquet. He had almost finished drinking at this moment, and his reaction speed was severely slowed down. He was stunned and responded in surprise.

"Yes, it's more than a thousand miles away. The old battalion of the guerrillas has been staring at by the Japanese. Once the main force is away, it may be captured by Kawada Guoao soon." Fang Guoqiang's vigilance was already relatively high, and he was secretly strengthening his guard. He was afraid that Zhang Songling would accidentally fall for someone else's care, so he quickly raised his glass and helped him.

"It doesn't matter. We can destroy the Japanese in Heishi City first, and then turn around to Xilin Gol. In this way, we won't be afraid that the Japanese will spy on your old camp again." After a big victory, the regiment commander Lao Qi's confidence was greatly encouraged. Without thinking, he gave a solution.

"That's probably not easy." Zhang Songling was stunned by the other party's bold words, smiled, and explained hesitantly, "Although the Japanese army stationed in Heishi Village is not as elite as the Eryu Squadron, it is the size of a brigade after all, and the city walls of Heishi Village are notoriously strong. Just relying on the four mountain cannons in your old hand, I'm afraid."

He didn't finish the following words, but he obviously didn't like the idea of ​​the Commander of Lao Qi. The latter's face immediately turned red, he raised his eyebrows and asked loudly, "I'm afraid what? Can the city wall of Heishi Village still block the shells? I don't believe it. There are really no city walls in this world that cannot be destroyed."

"It is possible to use explosives. If you use Su-Made Zero Type 9 mountain cannons, it will be a waste of shells." Zhang Songling smiled again and shook his head to explain, "Since it is Black Stone Village, the city walls are of course made of stone. The pure black stone should be classified as marble. It is very strong. When the bullet hits it, you can only leave a white seal. If you use a cannon, you will have to get 105-caliber German goods." (Note 1)

"If we attack Heishi Village, the Japanese and puppet troops of Xing'an Security Command will definitely not sit idly by. If it is made into a pot of raw rice, it will be more difficult for us to evacuate safely." Fang Guoqiang analyzed the omissions in Lao Qi's previous ideas from a strategic perspective. Although the 93rd Regiment can be regarded as a huge armed force on the Dongmeng Grassland, it is facing the problem of being too far away from its own rear like the Black Stone Guerrillas. In this case, there is no problem in fighting some short and fierce encounters and ambush wars, but if it becomes a stalemate, it may be trapped by the enemy troops who are rushing from all directions. At that time, the roles of hunters and prey are completely transferred, and the consequences are unimaginable.

"Yes, although we wiped out the Eryu Squadron this time, we suffered a lot of losses. We immediately went to attack Heishi City, and it would be difficult to get the ideal result." Not only did Zhang Songling and Fang Guoqiang express their opposition, but some officers in the 93rd Regiment were also very unfavorable to Lao Qi's ideas, and came over and whispered to him.

There are also some intermediate officers who remained silent rationally. In their impression, their regiment commander Lao Qi has never been a rash man who paid any price for his fame. Since then, today he suddenly proposed to destroy the Japanese in Heishi Village. It must have been carefully considered or to achieve other longer-term goals. Everyone's eyes were not as deep as the regiment commander, so they continued to drink and eat, and there was no need to come over to cause trouble for him.

The only one who jumped up unswervingly to express his support to Lao Qi was fat staff member Shao Yong. He waved his thick palms and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Try fighting, don't beat him, how can you know that you can't beat him? At least you can turn around and leave after hitting halfway through, at least you can scare Kawada Kunizaki to death."

However, war is not a joke after all, and we cannot ignore the reality for a temporary fight of will. We found that only Staff Shao was standing on his side. The regiment commander Lao Qi quickly regained his calm mind. He frowned and said in a low voice: "Since everyone thinks it is difficult to attack Heishizhai, let Kawata Guozhao be arrogant for a few days first. However, I still hope Captain Zhang can consider my previous proposal. As for your old guerrilla battalion, I can consider let Zhou Heikang move his team nearby and form a horn with you, leaving a company to use the banner of the Ninety-third Regiment as a suspect soldier. In this case, Kawata Guozhao will not understand the real situation here, and probably will not dare to launch an attack for a while."

"Yes, go to Prince De's house with us. Your guerrilla cavalry is so strong, it's a waste to stay and guard the family."

"Go, Captain Zhang, let's work together again to surprise King De." The other officers of the 93rd Regiment at the same table also stood up one after another, raised their glasses and waited for Zhang Songling, preparing to drink Dingmeng wine with him.

"This" was awaiting everyone's eager expectations, Zhang Songling's body gradually began to heat up. He wanted to come back countless times like today's exciting battle. However, at this moment, the cavalry of the Black Stone Guerrillas was only half a company in total, while the Ninety-Third Regiment was a newly promoted A-type regiment. The total number of total force was as high as 2,500. He begged to form a coalition with more than 60 cavalrymen. No matter from any angle, this matter was not normal.

Just when he didn't know how to return to the absolute square in a tactful manner, Fang Guoqiang, who had been hinting that he was alert to him, suddenly laughed and said loudly: "Captain Zhang, since Captain Qi looks down on our guerrillas so much, I think you might as well take everyone to see each other for a long time, but"

After a pause, he raised his voice a little further and emphasized: "But we have to send a telegram to the military sub-district first and we cannot make a decision without authorization."

"Of course, of course." Unexpectedly, Fang Guoqiang, who had thought it was difficult to deal with, let go first. The regiment commander Lao Qi was overjoyed and immediately agreed, "We are all soldiers, and the rules in the army cannot be ambiguous. Have you brought the radio station? If you don't bring it, you can use our 93rd Regiment. After dinner, you can immediately send a message to your supervisor."

"Actually, it's just to prepare a case with the leader. Everyone knows the affairs of our Eighth Route Army. As long as you fight the Japanese, the leaders will definitely support them with all their strength." Fang Guoqiang quietly kicked Zhang Songling's heel under the table, and continued to take over the responsibility.

"Yes, as long as the action plan is reasonable, the superiors will definitely support it." Although Zhang Songling was not sure why Fang Guoqiang's sudden attitude made a 180-degree turn, he still gave the latter the most possible cooperation, "but"

"But what, Captain Zhang has any difficulties? You might as well say it directly. If it can be solved, our 93rd Regiment will definitely help solve it with all our efforts." The regiment commander Lao Qi was twitching in his heart by Zhang Songling's actions of only half of his words. He suppressed the urge to press the other party to the wall and beat him up, and urged him loudly.

"In fact, it's not a big deal. Especially for your subordinates, it's even easier to solve." Zhang Songling scratched his scalp embarrassedly, and the side of his personality who was influenced by his father was immediately exposed. "We didn't bring so much food and ammunition this time, so we may not be able to support the next battle, and in addition."

"The food supply is the same standard as our 93rd Regiment. According to the cap, you can just report a number directly, and the ammunition is the same." Lao Qi waved his arm angrily and interrupted loudly, "There are still the seizures in the past two days, and the two families have three or seven points. Your guerrillas will get three, and we will get seven, and the future battles will be the same."

"Then I will thank Captain Qi for his kindness first." Zhang Songling quickly smiled and bowed to Lao Qi, knocking the "verbal contract" bricks and nailing the foot of the "verbal contract" like a business. "To be honest, the new brother hasn't received the gun yet. This time, I finally don't have to worry about it anymore."

"What's the point of thanking me? Your guerrillas have made great efforts today, so they should naturally take away one in the capture." Just now, Lao Qi was a little rich and arrogant, and he didn't bother with Zhang Songling at all. "In addition, I'll give you five more rotating machine guns to strengthen the firepower of your cavalry." (Note 2)

However, Zhang Songling acted more and more like a small vendor, and continued to bargain with him with shamelessness. "The ammunition for that kind of machine gun is hard to find. If Commander Qi really takes care of us, can he change it to a Type 97 mortar and grenade launcher?"

"I don't have many doors in my hands in Style 97." Lao Qi was a little unable to adapt to his sudden exposure of small family spirit. He frowned and responded in a low voice, "However, it should be fine to squeeze out two doors first. There are three left. I'll use a grenade launcher to get you together. Two grenade launchers are topped with one door. Do you think it's OK?"

"No problem, I'll thank you here first." Zhang Songling immediately raised his glass and drank the wine inside.

The officers of the 93rd Regiment quickly accompanied him to celebrate the conclusion of the agreement, and then asked the orderly soldiers to help fill the wine, and continued to drink and chat with Zhang Songling and Fang Guoqiang. The celebration banquet was so happy. It was not until the sun set that it was over and they staggered back to the tent to rest.

The guerrilla camp was not mixed with the 93rd Regiment camp, so everyone had to walk far away. When the cold wind blew towards him, Zhang Songling's brain quickly recovered his thinking ability. He turned his head to look at Zhao Tianlong, who was also full of confusion, and then quietly slowed down, pulled Fang Guoqiang's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Dafang, what's going on? Why did you suddenly change your mind? I just hinted that I would agree to Lao Qi's request first."

"Last winter, Fu Zuoyi led his troops to sneak for more than 400 miles, suddenly took Baotou, and then took the initiative to evacuate, slapped the Japanese in the face." Fang Guoqiang did not answer his words directly, but smiled and said mysteriously.

That happened in mid-to-late December last year. Because of the outstanding results of the war, it was once regarded as the key propaganda target by both the Kuomintang and the Communist Party. Therefore, in Zhang Songling's heart, he was not unfamiliar with the Baotou victory. However, Baotou's bend of the Yellow River in the western part of the Mongolian grassland was more than 2,000 miles away from Heishi Village. He really couldn't see the inevitable connection between Fu Zuoyi's victory in Baotou and his side.

But Fang Guoqiang's next words made him feel enlightened. "The Japanese devils regarded this battle as a great humiliation. After the beginning of spring, they launched large-scale revenge, mobilized thousands of cars, dozens of tanks, and a large number of planes to launch an attack from the sky and ground at the same time. The troops pointed directly at General Fu Zuoyi's old camp Wuyuan City. At this time, the 93rd Regiment did not return to support at night, but he stabbed his head to Dongmeng. Isn't their purpose very clear?"

"Embedding Wei to save Zhao is a typical plan to surround Wei to save Zhao." Even though he had not studied any military academy, Zhao Tianlong immediately thought about the real purpose of the 93rd Regiment. He was probably not within the plan of the 93rd Regiment. However, the two sides met head-on, and the 93rd Regiment did it with his means. However, their real purpose for advancing east was neither to deal with Eryu's last time nor to fight against Heishishi City. Their real purpose was King De's hometown, the Beizi Temple area on the Xilingol Grassland. At present, several Mongolian cavalry divisions in King De's hands followed the Japanese to attack Wuyuan. The defense power in the Beizi Temple area was as fragile as a piece of straw paper. The 93rd Regiment suddenly killed him, which would definitely make a huge hole there.

The old nest is the foundation for King De to survive. If he loses his nest, his wealth and military resources will quickly face a situation of exhaustion. Within the so-called Mongolian-English United Autonomous Government, there will be a large number of people who will target his position and be ready to replace him at any time.

Therefore, as long as the banner of the 93rd Regiment of the 31st Division of the National Revolutionary Army was lit up on the Xilingol Grassland, even if they could not attack the Beizimiao area, King De had to draw a large number of troops from the front line to turn around and make up the holes. The morale of the puppet Mongolian cavalry would be severely hit by a sudden change. At that time, General Fu Zuoyi would only look at the weak links of the Japanese and puppet troops and thrust a few times, and the Japanese's spring offensive would collapse immediately.

After all, just after coming out of the military division, Fang Guoqiang had more information than Zhao Tianlong and Zhang Songling, and he looked at the problems more comprehensively. "The 93rd Regiment did try to include our guerrillas under its command. After experiencing today's battle, I'm afraid that our cavalry will be even more obsessed with them. However, the main purpose of their trip was not the guerrillas. Compared with the strategic goal of besieging Wei and rescuing Zhao, it is probably even more dispensable to annex the guerrillas. So I think we might as well turn passively into active activities, actively cooperate with the 93rd Regiment's combat plan to blitz Beizi Temple, and use their performance in the battle to win their true respect, and thus prompt them to give up those unrealistic ideas."

Note 1: The German-made 105-caliber cannon, namely the leFH18, has a caliber of 105, weighs two tons, and is a light howitzer that can be dragged forward with a horse. A group of direct troops of the National Revolutionary Army were equipped, and played an important role in the Battle of Songhu and the Battle of Changsha.
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