"Mo Songzi, what the hell are you doing? If you don't hurry up and clean up, where will you get something? Bai Yunyue said with a straight face.

Liu Lang smiled secretly in his heart, this Lieutenant Colonel Bai is really a good man, looking at himself frowning for fear that he would take this one to blame, don't look at him as a reprimand, in fact, he is just going around the bend to protect!

"Hehe, Chief Bai, I'm not fooling around, I'm teaching the brothers to drive! You see, the second egg opened just now, it's not bad! He was beaten by the deputy of the old regiment in front of Liu Lang, the current supreme commander of the Great Wall Regiment, but the old driver Mo Songzi was not afraid at all, and still replied to the two chiefs with a hippie smile.

"Don't give me nonsense, how can cars be so easy to learn?" Bai Yunyue's eyes rolled, who was he fooling?

Liu Lang's eyes lit up.

"No, no, Sir Bai, you don't know, this big guy is easier to drive than a truck." Mo Songzi shook his head, turned around and shouted at the young soldier who was blinking and in a daze in the car in the field: "Erdan, give a show to the commanders." ”

"Okay." The young soldier, who was obviously also stunned, heard the old soldier shouting like this, and regardless of whether the commander had spoken or not, he directly started the tractor, and the boom drove back and forth, left and right.

It's slow, but it looks like that's the case.

The corners of Liu Lang's mouth curled, he was really sleepy and met a pillow!

"Two chiefs, you don't know, the little devil's car is very slow, and it is not difficult to operate, as long as the brothers can put on the gear, put the steering wheel well, and step on the accelerator to drive forward. The key is that this car is big, powerful, can carry people, and can also tow a car. The old driver was still broadcasting a narration on the side.

"Dog, you can endure it." Bai Yunyue smiled heavily and punched the old driver beside him.

Mo Songzi, the old driver who was punched, bared his teeth and grinned extremely happily. This punch represents future military merits, as long as you can survive, your promotion is ironclad.

A dignified lieutenant colonel can't just give a big-headed soldier such a gesture of affection.

Bai Yunyue can't be excited!

These big guys, absolutely, can help the logistics department reduce a huge burden. Not to mention the mountains of ammunition that make people's brains hurt, even the rice and noodles that 2,000 people need to eat, and at least ten carts must be filled, and there are dozens of mules and horses to eat.

When Liu Lang finally couldn't help but pat the old driver on the shoulder to express his appreciation, it was this one who also said good news.

Perhaps because they were afraid that the oil and ammunition would be too close to the artillery position and cause an explosion, the Japanese army specially put a large amount of oil in a small col near the artillery position. The soldiers who cleaned up the battlefield would put the diesel fuel that could only be ignited in their eyes, except for a dozen barrels of raw materials for bombing heavy artillery, the rest were left in place at all, and they forgot to report to a few top commanders.

Only an old driver like Mo Songzi knew the importance of oil to the locomotive, and after discovering that the six large tractors could still drive, he hurriedly found someone to move the remaining dozen barrels of oil.

"Haha, okay, Mo Songzi, you will be the captain of the convoy directly under the regiment headquarters from now on, with the rank of second lieutenant, and you will be responsible for the transportation of the 4 mountain guns in the artillery company." Liu Lang laughed and promoted this veteran sergeant with driving skills and vision on the spot.

Under the resentful eyes of the good old man Bai Yunyue, Zhao Ergou smiled so hard that his teeth were bursting out, and he commanded the artillerymen who had been pressed by dozens of kilograms of mountain artillery parts to the waist to assemble on the spot, and there was a car to pull it, if he resisted hard, wouldn't it be stupid?

With a tractor with a speed of nearly 15 kilometers per hour and a novice driver who has no problem driving straight roads, the efficiency of the logistics department and the artillery company has been greatly improved.

This tractor-like big head that can laugh off people's teeth in the next few decades can definitely be regarded as an artifact in this era, especially for the Great Wall regiment that is still in the era of livestock transportation, similar to the tracks of tanks can walk most of the bad roads, and the pulling force is as high as four tons, not only pulling hundreds of kilograms of small mountain guns easily, but also transporting people and goods.

Mo Songzi, the captain of the new car, is quite capable, in order to complete the tasks assigned by Liu Lang and help the old chief solve problems, the new idea of patting his head shocked Liu Lang a little.

The wisdom of the Chinese people has always stood at the pinnacle of all races on the earth.

A dozen people climbed on a tractor, dragging a cannon and four carts full of supplies in a row, plus a cart full of lightly injured and heavy soldiers, making it look like a small train.

It's just that there is a sense of déjà vu similar to that of refugees fleeing decades later, but it belongs to the logistics who have entered mechanization for the first time, and they can chase the butt of the infantry battalion at a speed of ten kilometers per hour, all the way wild.

Not at all inferior to the speed of the high-speed rush of the heavily armed infantry, the rush.

If the Japanese had planes to reconnoiter at this time, they would have seen that a Chinese army, numbering no more than 2,000 men, was chasing after the tail of the Eighth Division, which still had 15,000 troops and was slowly retreating, and the distance was only 40 miles.

With only 2,000 people and more than 15,000 people chasing after them, it can blind people in any era.

However, the Japanese army did not have a chance to be blind, because the weather conditions were so bad, and the weather in northern China, which was about to enter the spring of April, was gloomy and terrible, and it would rain at any time, which would be a disaster for the aircraft lacking a navigation system.

So, the 8th Division, which will be in the coming days, will not receive help from the 6th Air Wing. Perhaps, the 6th Air Wing, which lost 10 fighters in World War I, had no willingness to help its stupid 8th Division.

Anyway, the current supreme commander of the Eighth Division, Terube Tanibe, was sluggish at the moment he received Liu Langming's order to send a telegram, and before he received a call from General Muto, the headquarters of the Kwantung Army, Tanibe Terube had already wanted to pick up his command knife and turn around and chop up the dead fat man from China.

Can it still work? Lao Tzu is like this, and he withdrew at the risk of being slapped in the face by his boss, why are you still chasing after you? Why don't you go to heaven?

The hearts of the two Japanese major generals with flushed faces were absolutely broken at this moment.

They really wanted to think that Liu Lang's unreasonable and unscientific order was purely used to fool people by setting up a suspicious array, but the message sent by the mole afterwards showed.

This special damn is not fake, it is real. Liu Lang integrated all the soldiers who could fight with Luo Wenyu, blew up Luo Wenyu's tunnel, and at about 8 o'clock in the morning, he swore to send troops.

The special mother actually used the Eighth Division as a fish belly.

After the angry call from General Muto Nobuyoshi, the two Japanese major generals stopped retreating, quickly dug field fortifications on the spot, and placed a full brigade of the 11th Brigade on the left, center, and right, and left an infantry brigade and the remaining nearly one brigade of the 16th Brigade as a reserve to prepare for Liu Lang, who did not know the height of the sky.

Even without artillery, the Japanese, who have always been invincible in the field, do not pay much attention to the Chinese with artillery, and the reason why they retreated forward is just for fear of increasing losses, but it does not mean that Terubei Tanibe and Kunizo Matsuda are really afraid of the 2,000 Chinese defenders hiding in the shell of the turtle.

Judging from the layout of the battlefield, it is not that Tanibe Terube did not bite back Liu Lang and swallowed Liu Lang's mind of the 2,000 people who dared to chase down the fortifications and the imperial army in the field.

Major General Tanibe Terube has every reason to think so, except for the 3,000 imperial infantry on the position and the 2,000 infantry in reserve, the nearly 10,000 auxiliaries who have been issued weapons have not yet been counted into the battle sequence!

Even if it is an auxiliary, it does not mean that the combat effectiveness is weak to scum!

Especially in a country like Japan, which has gradually entered a militaristic country and the people are gradually going crazy, even the training tasks undertaken by auxiliary soldiers are amazing. Correspondingly, their combat effectiveness is not weak.

A few years later, the Red Army ambushed a Japanese baggage squadron with thousands of elite troops at the parallel pass, and although they completely annihilated the opponent, they also paid the same casualties. From this, the combat effectiveness of the Japanese auxiliary soldiers can be seen.

It's not just Tanibe Terubei who thinks so, Muto Nobuyoshi thinks so, Song Zheyuan thinks so, and Admiral He thinks so too.

The top generals of the Rehe Battle on both sides of China and Japan at the same time set their eyes on the location 70 miles away from the Great Wall.

It's just that none of them are optimistic about Liu Lang, who has a hot head, and his Great Wall group.

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