Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

On the other side of the Yellow River, Qiulin Town, Yichuan County.

Yan Laoxier was overjoyed when he received the news that we had annihilated more than a thousand people from the Kawasaki Battalion. Since the Japanese drove them across the Yellow River last year, there were only less than 7 counties left in his hands in the entire Shanxi Province, and he had less than 4 remnant soldiers.

This almost caused the King of Jin, who had controlled Jin Province for more than 20 years, to collapse.

When he received the news that our side had annihilated a battalion of Japanese invaders, he almost couldn't control his emotions and almost cried.

He immediately sent a telegram to the headquarters to express his gratitude to our team. He also suggested that if possible, he would arrange for a group of officers to come and observe and learn, and hoped that they would give him advice.

The person in charge of the headquarters felt a little headache after receiving the call: "Lao Liu, why is the commander of the Second War Zone suddenly so modest? Didn't he think that our Eighth Route Army had poor equipment and couldn't fight?"

He took the telegram and read it carefully, then said, "I guess this guy is getting a little restless.

After all, he cares more about Jin than anyone else and is always thinking about taking back his territory. "

"This guy sent a group of senior officers from his Second War Zone, and most of them were officers at the battalion or regiment level or above, saying that they hoped to observe the tactics and learn from them.

He also specifically requested to go and see the team that defeated the Kawasaki Brigade.

We can’t shirk this attitude.”

"Old friend, the independent regiment is now under your charge, and you are also very good at being a 'lecturer', so I will leave this matter to you.

However, there is one thing, you must not reveal our hidden treasure to me."

"Okay, don't worry."

......

When the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army was planning to observe and learn from the Eighth Route Army, the Japanese were also discussing how to respond to the inspection by their superiors.

Yoshio Shinozuka and Kazuki Yamamoto stood in the combat command room, facing the situation maps of various forces on the wall, analyzing possible combat directions.

"Mr. Yamamoto, Chief of Staff Miyano of the North China Expeditionary Army has officially informed me that the North China side attaches great importance to your special operations. A total of 200 officers above the rank of captain have been selected from various units in North China, led by General Hattori Naoomi, the brigade commander, to come to our First Army to observe the new tactics.

They come to see you, you are the protagonist."

"General, what time?"

"They will be here the day after tomorrow, so you should prepare well."

“Mr. Yamamoto, Chief of Staff Miyano is a man who is very sensitive to the war situation. He arranged for the battlefield observation group to come out of consideration for the overall strategic situation in North China.

Therefore, the article must be done by our First Army!"

"General Shinozuka, since I can't refuse, please promise me that the entire First Army will fight around my special forces."

"Of course, you are the expert, and they are coming for you."

Immediately, Shinozuka Yoshio ordered the officer next to him: "Report all recent suspicious enemy situations immediately. I must find the most favorable opportunity to ensure that Yamamoto-kun performs well!"

"Hai!"

Yamamoto Kazuki looked at the huge battle map hanging on the wall, on which the sites of several recent large-scale battles were marked.

Zhengtai Line, Yangcun, Lijiapo...

Taking these locations as key focus areas, Yamamoto Ikki searched for possible fighter opportunities on the map. Finally, his eyes stopped on one place, which was exactly where the independent regiment was currently resting.

......

On the rugged mountain road in northwestern Shanxi, a group of Jinsui Army soldiers riding on tall horses were marching quickly, raising a cloud of dust.

Led by Qiu Qingquan, dozens of regimental and battalion-level officers followed behind him and headed towards the Eighth Route Army's base.

"Yunfei, you are here to visit the Eighth Route Army this time. Which unit do you want to visit the most?" Qiu Qingquan asked his trusted and beloved general.

"Go back to the division seat. This time I want to see the Eighth Route Army's 129th Division Independent Regiment the most."

"Independent regiment?" Qiu Qingquan frowned slightly.

"Yes, division commander, independent regiment."

"There doesn't seem to be an independent regiment in the Second War Zone's organization, right? Logically speaking, this is a team recruited by the Eighth Route Army itself, so it should be considered a ragtag unit."

"Yes, Commander, you are not mistaken. This regiment does not exist in the regular army, but I still have a deep connection with this regiment."

"Oh?" Qiu Qingquan was a little confused.

How come you, the commander of a reinforced regiment of the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army, have connections with the Eighth Route Army?

Seeing the officer's confusion, Chu Yunfei added: "Master, this is not a good fate, it is an evil fate.

Do you remember that a group of Eighth Route Army soldiers blew up the enemy's Zhengtai line a while ago?"

"Well, there is such a thing. The transport captain even sent a telegram to praise him."

After Chu Yunfei's reminder, Qiu Qingquan remembered this incident.

"Commander, before the matter became clear, President Jiang determined that only our 358th Regiment was capable of doing such a thing.

Therefore, President Jiang sent a special telegram to commend our 358th Regiment.

However, I, Chu Yunfei, did not do this. This commendation made me, your subordinate, too embarrassed to face anyone in the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army.

No matter how thick-skinned I am, Chu Yunfei, there is no reason for me to steal the military merits of the Eighth Route Army."

Qiu Qingquan burst out laughing. He didn't expect that Chu Yunfei and the Eighth Route Army would have a feud because of this matter.

"Commander, not only that, but after the Zhengtai Line train exploded, our 358th Regiment ran face to face with the Japanese reinforcements.

Caught off guard, our 358th Regiment suffered a lot of losses.

Therefore, I want to take a closer look at who this independent group is!"

Chu Yunfei's tone was very calm, but Qiu Qingquan heard some gunpowder in the mouth of his favorite general.

It seems that this time his trusted and beloved general went to the independent regiment not just to observe, but to get back at the enemy.

There's a good show to watch!

"Commander, I also heard that this time, more than a thousand Japanese soldiers from the Kawasaki Battalion were killed by Li Yunlong's independent regiment.

This makes me curious about what kind of person the commander of this team is, who can achieve such a record with the equipment of the Eighth Route Army.

It seems that he is definitely not a simple person! "

Chu Yunfei looked at the two horses galloping towards him in the distance and said thoughtfully.

"Oh?" Chu Yunfei's introduction successfully aroused Qiu Qingquan's curiosity.

"Do any of you want to visit the Independent Regiment?" Qiu Qingquan asked his subordinates.

"Master, we all want to go!"

Chu Yunfei's publicity was still very popular, at least he had successfully attracted these generals.

Two riders in the distance came closer, and one of them saluted the officers and said, "Wei Dayong of the Guard Company of the Eighth Route Army Independent Regiment sends his greetings to all the friendly officers."

Qiu Qingquan asked: "How far is your independent regiment's base from here?"

The monk replied, "Less than ten miles."

"Okay, lead the way. We will first visit your independent regiment and then go to your headquarters." Qiu Qingquan waved his hand and immediately rode away.

Chu Yunfei looked at the two riders leading the way in front, and his eyes gradually became serious.

It seemed that there was a powerful opponent of equal strength waiting for him ahead.