"Brother Fan, do you need my help?"

"How's the troops doing today?" Liao Fan pulled out a map.

"Since the brothers heard that the army has a serious number and Brother Fan was rewarded by Chongqing, they are all very happy." Huang Changsheng spoke a little unfavorably.

"Changsheng, when did you talk in front of me, you also slurred, you know that I didn't ask about this kind of thing." Liao Fan drew a circle on the map, indicating that this place could be ambushed.

"Oh!" Huang Changsheng responded gently.

Liao Fan glanced at Huang Changsheng strangely, and then noticed that Huang Changsheng was abnormal, and Liao Fan had to put down the map again: "What's wrong?" ”

"There's nothing about it, Brother Fan, can we survive this time." As a veteran, Huang Changsheng can perceive the slightest smell of death in the air.

After Liao Fan heard Huang Changsheng say this, he was shocked, Liao Fan put down the map in his hand and patted Huang Changsheng on the shoulder: "You and I are brothers who have died, we will be fine." ”

"Brother Fan, I've never seen you so serious, I'm not sure." Huang Changsheng was used to joking with Liao Fan.

Liao Fan smiled lightly, it turned out that his own nervousness infected Huang Changsheng: "Don't worry, we can all survive and see the day of victory." ”

Huang Changsheng nodded, he was still unsteady in his heart: "But ......" Huang Changsheng suddenly felt a sense of sadness after leaving Zhang Cuihua last night, maybe it was the reason why Zhang Cuihua was leaving that made Huang Changsheng think that after this battle, there would be many brothers who would never see each other again.

"If you fucking coward, get your equipment off, and transfer with the people as soon as possible, have you ever seen an immortal in that war? If you, Huang Changsheng, show the brothers with this expression, be careful that I will lock you up for disturbing the morale of the army. Liao Fan saw that Huang Changsheng was still that dead, and yelled at him.

Liao Fan's roar pulled the depressed Huang Changsheng back: "Brother Fan, I was wrong, I must take my troops well." ”

"Changsheng, if we can win this time, we will lose a lot of brothers in the future, if we can't win this time, neither of you and I will want to get out of this Taihang Mountain, if we have such a negative attitude as a commander, how can we let the brothers fight with peace of mind." Liao Fan held Huang Changsheng's shoulders and increased the intensity of his speech.

"Brother Fan, is there anything I can do to help you?" Huang Changsheng regained his spirits.

"I want to write a battle plan, you have to help me understand the terrain of Taihang Mountain, especially pay attention to the path formed due to the drying up of the river in this season, as well as the farmland that has been abandoned by the common people recently and the newly formed farmland, it must match the map, if there is a little mistake, we may be taken advantage of by the little devils, so you bring a few more people this afternoon, bring the map, and understand the surrounding terrain in detail." Liao Fan handed over the map that had been collected to Huang Changsheng.

"Okay, I'll go." Huang Changsheng took the map.

Liao Fan spent the whole day on the map, and at noon Liu Chundao came to the headquarters to tell Liao Fan that Political Commissar Liu had terminated the training of the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army and left the garrison with them.

Liao Fan just waved his hand and asked him to continue to go about his own business. During this period, Ma Wanzhong and the others also came to the headquarters, and they wanted to ask Liao Fan something, but when they saw that Liao Fan was busy, they didn't bother and left again.

"Old Sun, is there something wrong? You've been here three times. Liao Fan heard footsteps coming back and forth from outside the headquarters.

When Sun Boyong heard Liao Fan call him, he rushed into the command headquarters with a strong stride: "Brother Fan, how long do we have to keep the food, and how much ammunition will we have when we are rationed to the troops below?" ”

"Everything is calculated according to a month's supply, and as for ammunition, it is calculated according to the average daily consumption of sixty rounds per soldier." Liao Fan didn't put down the map in his hand, and he didn't look at Sun Boyong, so he finished arranging things.

"Brother Fan, our food is sufficient, but there is a problem with ammunition, do you want to supply the veterans with bullets first, and reduce the share of new recruits?" Sun Boyong said.

"No need to reduce, after you go back, tell the three regiment commanders that it's time to take out their family background, don't hide it anymore, this time it's desperate, it's not the time to praise the family background, it should be enough for us this time, but there are fewer shells, you can ask Huang Changsheng when Changsheng comes back."

"I know, Brother Fan."

"You wait first," Liao Fan stood up and took out a drawing from the table and handed it to Sun Boyong, "Tell Lao Hu to let him go to this place and dig the mountain according to this drawing, it must be completed within three days, and I will check it after three days." ”

"Brother Fan, is there anything else you want me to do?" Sun Boyong asked.

"How is the matter of transferring the people?" Liao Fan is still more worried about the safety of the people in his defense area.

"I've sent someone down to inform you, and it will be effective tomorrow morning."

"If there is any problem, think of a way, you can't embarrass the people, if someone dares to take advantage of the people at this time, I, Liao Fan, will be the first to refuse."

"Brother Fan, don't worry, most of the people I sent down are local soldiers, and they won't embarrass their fellow villagers." Sun Boyong had already dispersed his manpower and asked them to go from village to village to house to inform.

"Okay, you go get busy!"

After Sun Boyong left, Liao Fan looked at the chaotic command headquarters that was messed up by himself, and smiled helplessly. I wanted Liu Chunjian to help him clean up, but seeing that Liu Chunjian was already tired and fell asleep on the table, Liao Fan had to take a blanket and cover him. Today, Liu Chunjian has been running around and sending the plan written by Liao Fan to the hands of the three regiment commanders, which really tired him.

After Liao Fan finished packing up his things, he sat quietly at the table, thinking about every order he sent out today, what he wanted to arrange was foolproof, although there were only 6,000 troops, but it could be used as 60,000 troops.

In the evening, Fu Hongyu came to the headquarters and saw that Liao Fan had fallen asleep on the table. Gently picked up the blanket from the side and covered it for Liao Fan.

Liao Fan suddenly woke up and asked, "Chunjian, what time is it?" ”

Fu Hongyu saw Liao Fan wake up: "I have already asked Chunjian to go back to rest, he is still a child, when he is growing up, you can't always stay up late with him." ”

"Why are you here?" Liao Fan found that Fu Hongyu was packing up his clothes.

"I'm done with things in the hospital, and I haven't seen you in the past two days, so I'm going to come and see you." Fu Hongyu finished packing up her things and walked to Liao Fan and sat down, "What are you busy with?" How can you fall asleep on your stomach on the table? ”

Liao Fan took Fu Hongyu's hand: "Hongyu, the situation may be more critical this time, I want you to take the child out to hide." ”

"I've heard from the fighters that the little devils are going to attack us, is the situation serious?" Fu Hongyu didn't understand military matters.

"The little devil's strength is at least five or six times that of ours, not to mention weapons, I am not sure that I will be able to hold the line this time." Liao Fan looked at Fu Hongyu, for him, Fu Hongyu was now his relative.

"Then I shouldn't leave, I'm going to stay with you." Fu Hongyu said.