After a conversation on the plane, Wu Ming and Wei Lihuang became good friends to admire Wu Ming's outspokenness and wonderful ideas. Wu Ming also appreciated Wei Lihuang's straightforwardness and courage. Wei Lihuang sent a telegram to the Eighth Army, which replaced the 71st Army to attack Songshan, truthfully told Commander Li Mi of some of Wu Ming's ideas, and strictly prohibited the Eighth Army from fighting randomly in a stern tone, and attacked Songshan with his blood and courage.

I got off the plane in Kunming, met with the troops who had already gathered and waited, and took a car to drive towards the Nujiang Bridge. As soon as I arrived at the bridge, I saw groups of civilians, stretchers one by one, and lined up several kilometers. Many seriously injured people were swallowing before they could cross the river, and more were the minor wounded people who kept screaming in pain.

Wei Lihuang's face dimmed. Only by seeing this tragic situation with his own eyes could he feel deeply touched Wu Ming's words. However, he didn't know that this was nothing. When he arrived in Songshan, it would be a truly hellish scene.

Since the Songshan stronghold always firmly blocks the throat of the Myanmar Highway like a fish bone, the food, ammunition and logistics supplies urgently needed by the national army must rely on human resources to transport mules and horses to Songshan and Longling fronts through mountain paths, so the supply of front lines has always occurred. Especially in mid-June, after the western rainy season came, mountain torrents broke out everywhere between day and night. The Nujiang River surface increased by twice as wide as usual. Traffic was cut off, the mountain road was muddy, and civilians and mules could not travel.

The US planes could not take off. The army fighting on the front line lost logistical support, just like the aircraft and ships lost their power, and their morale was shaken for a while, and their power was declining. The soldiers squatted in bare trenches, holding rifles, and obeying the heavy rain day and night. They were suffering. Sometimes they could not stand hunger. They went all over the mountains and fields to search for wild vegetables and other things to fill their hunger. The wounded could not transport them, so they could only hear their natural death. The sound of groaning in pain could be heard everywhere, and their condition was very miserable.

The ears are weak, and the eyes are real. When we arrived at Songshan, Wei Lihuang knew how bad the situation on the front line was. Fortunately, the uncontrollable situation finally did not appear. The first heavy rain fell for only two weeks and there was a good weather for two or three days. The rain on the Nujiang River was thin, and the sunshine that appeared from time to time shone and shone the deep mountains and valleys, and the heavy rain temporarily washed away the smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield, making people feel a fresh atmosphere. Thousands of civilians and mules and horse teams set off quickly. A large number of US military aircraft flew to the front line for airdrops.

There were corpses everywhere in front of the position. Because the Japanese devils had very accurate shooting skills, no one was willing to rescue the wounded, so they had to watch them die. At night, the Japanese army often sent suicide squads to attack at night, which made everyone very nervous. As long as there were planes bombing or cannons fired, blood mists could be seen everywhere on the position, and the arms and thighs of the dead were flying for a long time. Moreover, the tropical climate was also testing the soldiers of the Expeditionary Army. It was raining in the morning and shivering coldly, and when the sun came out, it was roasted like the dog days of summer. In less than a day or two, the bodies began to rot and smelly, and white maggots were produced, crawling in the position.

The soldiers on the front line were soaked in the corpse water every day to fight, and their arms, legs, and skin on their bodies were bitten black by the corpse water, and the stench of dead people was emitted on them.

The Eighth Army was originally the General Reserve Team of the Chinese Expeditionary Force, stationed in Kunming. The commander of the army, He Shaozhou, was the nephew of He Yingqin, the Minister of Military Affairs and Chief of General Staff. Although He was the Lieutenant General, he was not particularly good at fighting, and was especially not good at fighting with the Japanese. Therefore, whenever there were wars or fierce battles, he generously handed over the command of the front line to the deputy commander Li Mi, and squatted in the second line cover to enjoy the fruits.

"Bingren, am I feeling a little uncomfortable after staying here for three days?" Wei Lihuang put down the documents in his hand and asked with a smile.

"Commander, what are you talking about?" Li Mi quickly defended: "It's just that the Songshan offensive has stopped in the past three days. My subordinates are a little anxious. I wonder what good idea can the Major General Liu come up with?"

"Sharpening a knife will not delay chopping wood." Wei Lihuang said slowly: "You also know that attacking according to the original method will cost you life, but the progress is not great. Don't you think what Hua Jian said on the plane makes sense?"

"It's the land, and my subordinates also think that taking it slowly from the periphery is a more appropriate tactic. Although it's slower, it's solid and effective, and it can kill many brothers less." Li Mi nodded and said, "It's just that the commander takes charge of the overall situation and has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to stay in Songshan for too long?"

"Although the war is complicated now, Songshan is the focus of the war and the key to victory." Wei Lihuang frowned and said, "For the Japanese, Songshan is the inside line, a nail, and a branch.

The stronghold. Songshan is not defending, Tengchong and Longling have no support, and the Nujiang defense fulcrum will collapse, and the strategic plan for our army to break through each other will be turned into a bubble. For the national army, the Songshan stronghold is just a dagger inserted into the heart. The strategic function of the local area is to divide the national army into three isolated pieces, causing the Chinese army in the direction of Longling to be unable to take care of each other and always in a passive state of being beaten and in danger. Songshan is not defeated, and the Longling troops in Tengchong will become isolated, and they will be defeated by the enemy at any time, which will eventually lead to a collapse of the entire line. If Songshan is defeated, the whole lot will be alive, and the three battlefields will be connected together. The subsequent troops and materials will be invested in a strategic counterattack, and the Japanese army will surely be defeated."

"There is no way to fight Songshan, I can't let it go!" Wei Lihuang finally sighed.

Li Mi nodded with conscientiousness and felt unusual pressure for the heavy responsibility on his shoulders. "The commander's words are indeed insignificant. Songshan cannot defeat him. My expeditionary army is like a thorn in his throat!"

"Report, Major General Liu is waiting for him to see you." The messenger said loudly.

"Come in now." Wei Lihuang was overjoyed and stood up.

"Commander, Commander Li." Wu Ming strode in and stood attentively saluted.

"Brother Hua Jian, come and sit down." Wei Lihuang greeted affectionately: "Bingren and I are talking about you, you are here. Come and tell us what good strategies are there for conquering Songshan."

"There is no good strategy, it's just a little bit of my own opinion." Wu Ming said modestly, opening the file he brought with him, "Then I'll show off my skills and show my ugly face to the two old seniors."

"Learning is endless, and those who are good at it are teachers." Li Mi smiled and said, "We are old, and our brains are not as flexible as you young people. We should study hard."

Wu Ming smiled faintly, lowered his head, and pointed with his fingers, saying, "In the past few days, I have led my troops to reconnaise the enemy's Songshan position in detail, and learned a lot from the soldiers participating in the attack. I have a little immature view of the Battle of Songshan. First of all, the construction of Songshan enemy fortifications is not a line of defense, but a number of fortresses to form several independent combat strongholds, and the enemy is stubbornly defending. Therefore, one by one, the enemy must be attacked and annihilated to recover one stronghold. Therefore, the attack on Songshan must be eliminated.

It is difficult, and it takes great sacrifice and endurance. In general, the entire Songshan position is composed of four solid strongholds for independent combat: the summit of Songshan is called Zigaodi, Gulongpo, Big>+. One or two main forts, several sub forts are built on both sides, and a side-firing lurking small forts are built in front of the position, and connected with the parts of the traffic trench are covered. The enemy's fortifications go deep into the ground, hidden, strong, and difficult to find, and difficult to destroy. All large and small fortresses are covered fortifications, with clever camouflage on the surface, and it is not easy to find on the ground and above."

"The reconnaissance was very detailed and the observation was very carefully." Li Mi praised: "This is really an iron hedgehog, with a very pricked mouth."

"If you want to defeat the Japanese army, you must not only have iron pliers to pull the thorns, but also have a pair of iron mouth and steel teeth." Wu Ming said with a smile: "I would like to give you some suggestions, please let the two seniors decide. First, take the determination to fight for inch of land, attack there, occupy there, dig pits on the spot, and perform trenches at night, try to get close to the enemy fortress, play the spirit of bayonets on cannons, and fire mountain cannons and war defense cannons close to fire; Second, use quilts and other objects to make earth chariots, and advance slowly to reduce casualties of soldiers and try to eliminate the fear of soldiers; Third, although the United States provides flamethrowers, our army is the first

For the second use, because the shooter is not proficient in operation, inaccurate shooting, or the flames cannot be shot into the enemy fort, or hasty sprays, and does not determine the wind direction, I heard that there have been cases where he accidentally injured himself. Sometimes the enemy fire is fierce and the shooter is sacrificed before entering the launch position, causing the flame radiator to fail to perform the expected effect. My suggestion is to set two master and deputy shooters in each group and four light machine gun teams. Concentrate training for a week, and practice the key points of use of flame radiators, launch operations, movement methods, firepower coordination, etc., and then attack the enemy fortress after the movement is proficient..."

"Okay, that's right." Li Mi couldn't help but applaud and scream. Seeing Wu Ming interrupted, she smiled embarrassedly and said embarrassedly: "Brother Hua Jian, you continue, continue."
Chapter completed!