It was the same day in mid-August.

"Japan is a militaristic pig (renowned) train without brakes, off the track, and completely out of control."

"It will eventually take all the devils with it, sail to the abyss, and go to destruction."

In Ping'an County, in the Youth League headquarters building, Feng Nan was lying on the table, compiling lesson plans and propaganda materials.

At this time, Feng Nan frowned slightly, biting the cap of the fountain pen produced by Zhao Jiayu Stationery Factory, and stopped from time to time to write and draw on the white paper produced by Yangcun Paper Factory.

Obviously, this information is not easy to write.

It stands to reason that compiling a propaganda material against devil imperialism is as easy as a finger for Feng Nan, who graduated from college and is still a normal student.

But that's not the case.

This is because this propaganda material is used for the education and propaganda of children and refugees with a low level of education, especially those who have just arrived in the base areas, so that they can quickly understand the situation of the devils, the policies of the base areas, and the situation in the world.

Quickly integrate them into the base area.

This group of people, from all over the country, are basically illiterate, there are deviations in comprehension ability, many people can't even understand Mandarin, if you want this group of people to quickly understand and understand, you need to be concise, colloquial, and popular.

If it was before, that is, just graduated from college, Feng Nan would have come casually.

Isn't that simple?!

But now, after being in charge of education in Ping'an County for so long, after coming into contact with ordinary people from all over the country, she deeply realized that this matter is not so simple.

Different cultures and customs have a profound impact on a person and create a different person.

And as a place where these people gather, the base area, the hodgepodge is unimaginably high, and if they want to integrate these people, any bit of everything needs to be carefully considered.

Fortunately, in the end, with the cultural foundation behind her and the experience she has accumulated recently, she finally completed this promotional material.

Time passed slowly, and night gradually fell.

Feng Nan looked out the window and turned on the light in the room.

In the center of the house, the fifteen-watt incandescent lamp produced by the Ping'an County Lighting Factory lit up, and the white light sprinkled down, illuminating the table in the middle of the house and the people at the door.

"Commissar."

Seeing the visitor, Feng Nan greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Writing promotional materials?"

Zhao Gang's tone at this time was like a parent's shortness, and he completely lost the rigidity of discussing the highway on weekdays.

"Yes."

Feng Nan handed the information in his hand to Zhao Gang.

After coming here, Feng Nan deeply realized that there was a feeling called 'acquaintance with Jun Chu, like returning to an old friend', and she and Zhao Gang's ideals and beliefs were almost perfectly compatible.

Zhao Gang's thoughts also made her deeply admire.

People's understanding and thinking about society can be so extensive.

However, after getting acquainted with it, she learned that many of Zhao Gang's ideas and knowledge came from a person named Chen Fan, that is, the person who helped the base area.

"Japan is a militaristic pig (heroic) train without brakes, off the tracks, and completely out of control."

Looking at the first sentence on the promotional materials, Zhao Gang suddenly said to himself with deep emotion:

"The information is very good, and it is very suitable for the local situation."

"Still."

"Strictly speaking, this sentence is actually wrong."

Before receiving the information on the situation in Europe sent back by Boss Chen, Zhao Gang also thought that this sentence was correct, but now, he has a different idea about it.

"Why do you say that?"

Feng Nan became interested.

"Little devil, in fact, there are brakes, and there are quite a few, and these brakes are working, making the devil's chariot slower and slower."

Zhao Gang explained with a smile:

"For a country, the brakes, more appropriately, are a restriction."

"Human resources, economic capabilities, industrial manufacturing capabilities, scientific research capabilities, resource supply capabilities, transportation scale and efficiency, domestic situation, and administrative efficiency are all devil's brakes, restricting the continued progress of this Japanese chariot and limiting the speed of this chariot."

"Just like a unit, the combatants are actually only a part, and there are more people who are responsible for producing weapons, food and other materials for the troops, and transporting weapons and materials to the troops."

"Makes sense."

Feng Nan thought for a moment, nodded, and agreed:

"Although the devil has exhausted his army and exhausted everything to the armed forces."

"But with a total population of 70 million, the devils can only arm so many troops at most."

"The industrial and economic capabilities that are weaker than those of the European and American powers also make it impossible for the devils to form mechanized troops on a large scale, and can only barely maintain an army unit with slightly stronger weapons and equipment than during World War I."

"The fragile resource supply capacity makes it impossible for the devils to equip tanks on a large scale, and even mortars and submachine guns are rarely equipped, and in order to save resources, they are forced to use the so-called precision war and abandon fire coverage."

"Poor scientific research capabilities and weak industrial manufacturing also make the devils incapable of developing advanced weapons and equipment."

"If it weren't for the fact that our own foundation was too poor, the country was always in a semi-divided state, and we couldn't gather the strength of the whole country to fight against the devils, and at the beginning of the Anti-Japanese War, we would never have achieved such a fiasco."

"Yes."

Zhao Gang nodded happily:

"Therefore, we must develop manufacturing, develop science and technology, and develop the economy, only these are the foundation of a country, and only these can let the people live a good life."

"Well, that's a good point."

Feng Nan looked at Zhao Gang with straight eyes and smiled.

"Still."

Zhao Gang paused, and suddenly said:

"This time, we can see how crazy a militaristic tank really is after almost all the brakes and restrictions are lifted."

In Germany now, there is sufficient food, fuel, weapons and equipment, transport vehicles, medicines, everything needed by the army, and all the materials needed for the operation of the country can be obtained directly from the warehouse.

Germany, which is equivalent to this time, is an army that can not take into account logistics.

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Yan Chang.

Outside the city

At this time, a total of 27 battalions of the independent regiment began to assemble, of which six armored battalions, six tank battalions, and fifteen infantry battalions had already surrounded the Yanchang regiment.

"Two hours later, the offensive begins."

Glancing at the warehouse that had been built, Kong Jie's tone was cold:

"This time, there is no main attack, the attack is carried out simultaneously on all sides, and the armored vehicles of each tank battalion are outside the city as mobile troops, blocking all the passages outside the city and intercepting the devils who run out."

With Kong Jie's order,

Outside the city, in front of the devil's position, six armored battalions, totaling 324 tanks, began to assemble and form a team.

Those who arrived in Yanchang this time were all veteran armored battalions of the independent regiment, especially the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd tank battalions, which were the first armored battalions to be formed and participated in the battle of Ping'an County, and had extremely rich experience in actual combat.

Having received the order to attack two hours later, the tank crew members quickly began to prepare.

After carrying out the final overhaul of the tank, inspecting the weapons, checking the ammunition carrying, checking the fuel, and ensuring that the mechanical performance of the tank is in good condition, this group of elite crews with a minimum of 5,000 hours of driving experience and 500 hours of actual combat experience collected some sandbags, excess tracks, etc., and hung them on the tank, and some even nailed a circle of wooden planks around the perimeter of the tank.

Meantime.

With Kong Jie's order, six artillery battalions and three hundred and twenty-four 125 howitzers, under the command of the battalion commander, were scattered on eighteen positions with companies as units, and all the artillery barrels were pointed at the devil's positions outside the city and already inside the city.

With the help of accurate artillery maps and reconnaissance information sent by reconnaissance planes in the sky, the 1st Artillery Battalion and the 2nd Artillery Battalion, these veteran elite artillery groups, quickly calibrated the shelling of Zhuyuan.

Large mules traveled between the rear warehouses and artillery positions, transporting shells one by one to the ammunition storage point behind the running position.

Also at the same time.

The fighters of the fifteen battalions also began to prepare intensively.

Like the tank battalion and artillery battalion, those who participated in the battle of Yanchang this time were the elite of the independent regiment, including the first battalion and the second battalion of the independent regiment, which were veteran battalions in the Yangcun period.

Some of them even participated in the defense of Shou County, and they had extremely rich combat experience, especially in street fighting, and had sufficient experience.

"Keep an eye on your surroundings and try to stick to the wall."

At the pre-war mobilization meeting, a large battalion commander repeatedly admonished:

"Steel helmets, steel plate body armor, bring them to me, although these things are heavy, they can save your lives."

It's World War II now, in the forties, even if there is a system to open, there is no way to point out the Kevlar that only appeared in the late sixties, although nylon has appeared, and even a manufacturing plant has been built in Shanxi, but it is still a little far from body armor.

But that's not a big deal.

Boss Chen (system), who has deep pockets, does not consider the cost, and makes a sturdy vest from nylon, and then adds a titanium alloy bulletproof insert plate, which is a proper fit body armor.

Fits and is not heavy.

Although titanium alloys are difficult to manufacture, they were able to be prepared on a small scale in the laboratory during World War II.

"This battle is very difficult to fight, there are still many civilians in the city, and we can't call the air force to bomb it, and we can't carry out artillery fire to cover a large area."

"Therefore, when encountering the devil's blocking position, use more hand cannons and flamethrowers, if it really doesn't work, call for tank support, if one doesn't work, two, don't blindly fight with the little devils."

"We are here to fight the little devils, not to exchange lives with the little devils, don't say anything about the value of one for one, adding one more is earned by blood, we are the Eighth Route Army, an independent regiment, even if one person exchanges ten devils, it is a blood loss."

Taking a deep breath and exhaling passionate words, the battalion commander finally waved his hand:

"Prepare to attack."

The order fell, and fifteen battalion fighters moved behind the various armored battalions, ready to follow the tank attack.

Between the teams, Wang Xikui wiped his sniper rifle with a faint metallic luster, counted the spare bullets on his waist, and finally touched the firewood knife on his waist, there were daggers in the regiment, but he was still used to using the firewood knife he had been using during his hunting days.

"One for ten?"

Hearing the shouting of the battalion commander, Wang Xikui snorted coldly:

"Labor and management will kill a thousand."

Beside him, the observer added:

"Four hundred and one left."