The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

"You don't need to worry about safety. We are members of the Northern Subei Corps, and we are our own soldiers. We will never do anything wrong to our fathers and fellow villagers. Please go back to your house. It's cold outside, so don't freeze."

"Are you from the Subei Guerrilla Corps?"

The villagers were so frightened that they didn't look at the military uniforms of these soldiers very carefully. Now after being reminded like this, with the help of the faint light, they found that these people wearing gray cotton military uniforms were all sewn with the North Subei Guerrilla First Corps sewed on their chests. number.

"It's our guerrillas from northern Jiangsu, everyone, get up." An old man stood up tremblingly while leaning on a cane.

The worries of the villagers were dispelled. These were not some rout soldiers who wanted to rob food and money, nor were they those puppet troops who did evil. They were their soldiers, the Northern Jiangsu Guerrilla Corps.

Although this area is under the control of the Japanese and puppet troops, small groups of guerrilla troops under the Subei Corps often come here to investigate the enemy's situation and sneak attack on the devils' strongholds, so the villagers still know the Subei Corps and know that their military discipline is strict.

"Boss, are you going to play Baoying?"

Seeing a large number of troops gathering in the darkness in the distance, some villagers couldn't help but asked excitedly, they had been terribly harmed by the Japanese and puppet troops, and they had long been looking forward to the arrival of the Chinese army.

"This is a military secret, and we cannot tell it." The guard company commander did not answer the villagers' questions.

"Yes, yes, this is a secret, everyone, don't ask." Although the company commander of the guard did not say anything, the villagers also guessed that it was almost inseparable.

"Do you need someone to help cook the fire? There are women in our village who cook delicious food."

"I have strength and can help you carry the stretcher."

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The guard company commander smiled wryly when he saw these overly enthusiastic villagers, because they already subconsciously believed that the Subei Corps was here to fight Baoying.

"We will let you know if necessary, you go back to your house first." The guard company commander persuaded the villagers to go home.

"Okay, okay, let's not disturb the bosses to perform military affairs, let's go back."

The respected old man reacted and beckoned everyone to go back.

Seeing that these common people no longer panic and worry, but instead showed unusual enthusiasm, the brothers of the guard company also feel better.

After returning to the house, the villagers did not fall asleep again, but felt that they had to do something.

Soon the villagers came back with pots of steaming multigrain porridge, boiled sweet potatoes, and some tea.

"Bosses have worked hard, we have nothing to entertain..." The villagers laughed and left again after putting down their food and drink.

In this era, country gentry and landlords, Japanese and puppet troops, bandits and bandits, regular troops, and guerrilla troops had to collect food for food, and after rounds of collections, it was difficult for the common people to have surplus food to survive until the next harvest season.

They usually ate one meal when they were not doing farm work, and it was still porridge, but when they heard that the Subei Corps had come, they took out all the food they ate when there was a food shortage.

"These folks are like our neighbors in the village, and they are so hospitable."

The brothers were moved to tears when they saw these villagers entertaining them with food that they were reluctant to eat on weekdays.

"We are all soldiers. We have nothing to repay our fathers and villagers for treating us like this. We can only go to the battlefield and kill a few more little devils!"

The brothers marched here overnight, but they were also hungry. They did not refuse the kindness of the villagers.

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The night-shrouded Kuangzhuang was busy inside and out, and there were guards with guns on guard at the intersections of all the main roads.

In a farmyard vacated in the village, brothers from the communication company were busy setting up antennas on the roof and debugging radio stations.

The staff officers were also in a hurry, holding various documents, because a key battle was about to start, whether the troops were in place, and what the situation was, they had to urge and solve it immediately, so that nothing could go wrong.

Any large-scale military operation is not a simple matter. Now the North Jiangsu Corps is like a huge war machine, and it has been rumbled into rotation with Yang Ling's order.

But this is only the beginning, any small mistakes and negligence will lead to setbacks in the battle plan to attack Baoying.

Yang Ling, the supreme commander of the northern Jiangsu corps, was responsible for the overall strategic judgment and control of the overall situation.

The battle plan of the distance and the connection and processing of each link are the specific planning of the general staff and the staff.

Fortunately, since Jieshou's great victory, the theater command not only parachuted a deputy commander and two battalion commanders to the Subei Corps, but also sent a group of professional staff officers.

These staff officers are not half-assed staff officers like Lei Xiong, they are outstanding in terms of consideration of operational details, formulation of operational plans, and drawing ability.

In the past, the commander-in-chief, Yang Ling, made the battle plan himself, and Lei Xiong and the others were responsible for supplementing it.

But now the general staff office directly took over most of the tasks on Yang Ling's shoulders, allowing Yang Ling, the commander, to better spare his energy to control the overall situation.

Now the rough phalanx for attacking east and west has been determined, and the specific combat plan is temporarily revised by the staff officers, and each unit is responsible for implementation.

The staff officers were busy, and all the troops marched towards their intended targets under the cover of night, which left the commander-in-chief, Yang Ling, free.

"The Fourth Battalion and Ten Companies have arrived at the scheduled area."

"The Seventh Company and Eighth Company of the Second Battalion have arrived at the scheduled area."

"The second machine gun company has arrived at the predetermined area."

"There is no movement from the enemy in the east of the city."

"There is no movement from the enemy in the south of the city."

"The three companies of the Fifth Battalion have reached the bank of the Baoshe River, ready to cross the river and launch an attack at any time."

"The fifth guerrilla detachment began to clear the field in the third area."

"The Eighth Guerrilla Detachment has already taken control of Qingshuikou and captured a squad of puppet soldiers."

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There are few radio stations in the Subei Corps. The only three radio stations are used at ordinary times, and the rest are used as spares. Only at critical times will one be allocated to the battalion-level troops.

Therefore, the troops of the battalions and companies that are moving towards Baoying County are not equipped with radio stations, and rely entirely on traditional communication troops.

Fortunately, in the previous battles, the North Subei Corps also captured a lot of army horses of the devils. The Subei Corps did not form a cavalry company, but assigned the generals and horses to the communication platoons to increase their information transmission speed.

General Su Bei pointed out that as soon as he settled down in Kuangzhuang, communication soldiers rushed over from all directions to report the latest situation.

The staff officers who had just unfolded the map relied on the collected information to mark the positions of the various ministries and compare them with the plan.

"Fifth Battalion? Where is your battalion headquarters?"

While the combat staff were busy marking, the communication company of the general command also pulled up the telephone line and began to call the nearest company.

"What, Daluzhuang? Why did you go to Daluzhuang? You are in charge of the west of Baoying. You have gone to the north. Hurry to the west."

Military operations were carried out in the dark night. Although people had been sent to the front station in advance, there were still many emergencies, and there were many people who got lost and could not be contacted.

Fortunately, all the troops moved towards Baoying secretly under the cover of night. Although it seemed a little chaotic, Baoying's Japanese and puppet defenders did not notice the abnormal atmosphere.