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The commanders of the Duli Brigade at all levels were busy observing the situation on the battlefield with binoculars, and even Sun Quanhou, the battalion commander of the baggage battalion, who had never been very attentive to the battle, was busy setting up a telescope to watch in the concealment department.

Lao Sun is not the squad leader of the cooking class of the year for a long time, and now he is very arrogant, not only with a shell gun in his waist, but also with a pair of binoculars in his leather satchel, and usually a communicator to carry on his back, he can be regarded as a cattle man in the Duli Brigade, the instructor He Cuihua is very strange, and sometimes asks him: "Your grandson is not the commander of the combat unit, what is the use of getting a telescope?" ”

Lao Sun replied eloquently: "Girl, you know a six, who said that the baggage battalion is not a combat unit, I want to fight the 74th Division because they killed their baggage regiment first, Zhang Lingpu's old boy has no food and drink, and this is the later Meng Lianggu siege and annihilation battle, which shows that our baggage troops are very important, without baggage troops, no matter how bullish the ace is, we must also be ready to fight, our battalion is more than 2,000 people, in other troops it is the size of a regiment, I am the commander of a battalion, You can't do it without a telescope. ”

He Cuihua's mouth was long: "You just pull it down, who are you fooling, the 74th Division is not fought by our Northwest Field Army, what does it have to do with your grandson, besides, what do you mean by thinking back then, the elimination of the 74th Division is just a matter of one or two years, don't pretend to be old in front of me, and want to pretend to be looking for us Lao Yang." ”

As soon as he saw He Cuihua mention Lao Yang, Sun Quanhou immediately fell silent, Lao Sun's qualifications are not shallow, in the entire Duli Brigade, there is only one fifth battalion commander Wang Laohu, who has been a soldier for more years than him, and the soldiers usually treat him as an old-timer and an old revolutionary, and Lao Sun is sometimes complacent. Are we old people, but since Lao Yang came, everything has changed, Lao Yang is the real old revolutionary, an old comrade who climbed over the snowy mountains and walked through the grassland, he can only be a small character in front of Lao Yang, hey, depressed.

Lao Yang, the deputy battalion commander, didn't have time to argue with Sun Quanhou, Lao Yang was a person who was used to living a poor life, if he could have twenty bullets in his hand and two grenades hanging behind his buttocks, he would dare to fight any kind of big battle. What does it matter if you have less ammunition, can't you just grab it from the enemy!

It wasn't until I came to the Duli Brigade that I knew what it meant to be rich, the Duli Brigade had a thick family background, and the materials in the baggage camp were even more dazzling, and I liked everything. Lao Yang just thought, damn it. Are we the deputy battalion commander? The deputy battalion commander has to get a few better equipment to arm himself, so what is good?

Later, Lao Yang fell in love with a shell gun and a telescope, that's all, nothing else, it's all good things. Let's just say that the shell gun, the roasted blue on the body of the gun can reflect the shadow of the person, and it can be used as a mirror with a wipe of the hand, and it can reflect the scar on our old Yang's face. It must be a pure German product, a real mirror box, but it is much stronger than the rifling wire I used before that is almost smoothed, and this telescope, this multiple really can't be said, and the one in the hands of our army commander during the Long March is not so good.

Lao Yang picked up the things he liked and left, and the battalion commander Sun Quanhou had to be careful on the side:

"What, Lao Yang, comrade deputy battalion commander, there are a lot of good things in our brigade, but they are all registered, if you take it, do you have to report it to your superiors?"

Lao Yang glared at him: "Sun Quanhou, what's the matter with you, a rookie, how did you become a battalion commander?" What is wrong with these two things, I want to report to you yourself, I don't have that spare time. ”

has been a soldier for more than ten years, and the old man who is famous in the whole brigade has been said to be a recruit egg, and there is no way to fight back, and he is indeed a recruit egg in front of Lao Yang.

Lao Sun was scolded and left with a snort, He Cuihua was watching the excitement from the sidelines, she and Lao Yang were very good-tempered, so she stepped forward to help:

"But isn't it, Lao Yang took these two things for war, and he didn't take them home to use as toys for his wife and children, what's not to do."

Lao Yang, the deputy battalion commander who was talked about by He Cuihua and Sun Quanhou, was watching the battlefield situation with all his attention at this time, and he was dancing with his hands while watching, wishing that he could go up and replace the soldiers of the machine gun battalion:

"Damn, it's really enjoyable, oops, the stones are broken, is this called a war, no, Lao Tzu has to find Li Yong and Wang Chengde, these two boys, let's also go to the machine gun battalion to be the deputy battalion commander for a few days, it's boring in the baggage camp."

Like Lao Yang, political commissar Wang Chengde also shouted while watching in the headquarters:

"Okay, good, good fight, Dayong, I kind of understand your guy's thoughts, you want to hold Wei Gang and the soldiers of their battalion out of the fire, and wait until the critical time to release it, this move is called letting the tiger out of the hole, also called the tiger out of the cage, now it's just right."

Li Yong smiled bitterly a few times and did not answer, why did he let the tiger out of the hole, and the tiger came out of the cage, the political commissar was talking nonsense, all of which made the logistics supply of our field army unable to force it.

He saw the table of the machine gun battalion in his eyes, it was very good, it was very good, it was very good, and it should be credited, but the consumption of this ammunition was also a little too great, and whether the machine gun battalion could open after this battle had to be said separately, hey, it was sad.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, Wei Gang looked at his watch, and then shouted at his soldiers: "Stop shooting, stop shooting, stop Lao Tzu, you bastard, where the hell did you shoot, take a good look, is there any alive." ”

The machine gun battalion fought hard, the soldiers were having a good time, the fire in the sky shook the sky, no one heard what their battalion commander was shouting, and his fingers kept pulling the trigger, Wei Gang kicked and scolded, and finally let his soldiers understand that the bandits should be almost dead.

Dozens of anti-aircraft machine guns stopped firing, and the fighters who were scolded by the battalion commander replied embarrassedly:

"Hehe, battalion commander, didn't I think about you, you have set up a military order with the brigade commander, and if I let one go carelessly, you will not be punished."

"You kid still has a lot of crooked reasoning, let me stay aside."

Wei Gang didn't have time to entangle with his soldiers now, and the battalion commander Wei Da was doing a post-battle battlefield assessment to see how much he had achieved in his half-hour crazy shooting, and whether the bandits still had any fish to slip through the net.

After some observation, Wei Gang was very satisfied, not to mention that they were alive on the battlefield, not even a single one, they were basically crushed by anti-aircraft machine gun bullets, and the dead people were dead on the sidelines, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Wei Gang is happy, how many bandits are there? I heard that there are five or six thousand, and they are all Usman's cronies, and they are the most arrogant bandits, and this time they have basically been all dealt with, and Usman has to cry in distress, it seems that the credit of our machine gun battalion cannot be run.

There was jubilation on the PLA position, and the bandits' camp was as quiet as death, and the sixty or seventy thousand bandits, including Usman, were all frightened by Wei Gang's machine-gun fire.

The communist army, the communist army's firepower is too fierce, what is going on, the brothers are about to rush up, why are they dying all of a sudden.

His brain was blank, and it took a few minutes for him to think back, and Usman finally understood that the People's Liberation Army had never played with him before, and it was his thousands of cronies who were waiting for him, which was an ambush.

The communist army is too cunning, too cunning, just when Usman muttered to himself, the eldest young master Sheldman ran over, this kid was going to charge with the team, I don't know why he didn't go up, he was also afraid of the dead people, and he almost didn't explain.

"Father, father, all the brothers in the old camp are finished, none of them have run back, they are all dead, father, what is wrong with you?"

Usman's eyes are hollow, he has been fighting for decades, and he has no opponent in the entire xinjiāng, what is it? Relying on the thousands of elite iron horses in his hands, he thought that the Kuomintang had no way to take himself, and he had to give an official position, saying that it was called Zhao'an, and now, all of them are over, and there are no thousands of descendants, what else does he use to claim the throne and hegemony, and what kind of Kazakh king Khan is he.

Under Sheldman's call, he finally relieved his breath, and Usman looked around: "Everyone, how will the next battle be fought, do you have any other opinions?" ”

"Commander, the communist army in the ranch is not a small force at all, and the firepower is extremely fierce, I think we should withdraw first, and then slowly deal with the communist army.

The words of this bandit leader represent the opinion of most of the leaders, and Usman looked at the Hongliu Gorge where he has lived for more than 20 years, or not, if he loses it, he will lose it, and he will leave the green mountains, and he will not be afraid of no material to burn, let's go.

Confidence was lost, morale was extremely low, such troops were given in vain to go to the battlefield, plus the cronies who wanted to go home were dead, and it was not interesting to go back or not, Usman finally made up his mind and retreated all, as for those families who were still in the hands of the communist army, don't do it.

The encirclement and suppression of the People's Liberation Army was chased by the People's Liberation Army for many days, and they were bumped in the desert for more than two days, and the bandits were already tired physically and mentally to the peak.

Fall back? Where to retreat? Where is it safe? The communist troops in the pasture could not be provoked, and there were large troops of the People's Liberation Army outside the desert, and the bandits were listless, hanging their heads and riding on horses, walking aimlessly in the desert when they came.

Want to run? Fighting a war is a matter for two families, but it's not like you Usman just said to leave, what do you do with the PLA!

Forward observation posts on several positions made calls to the brigade command post almost at the same time.

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