The sun in the morning passed through the diffuse mist and looked a little lazy. Under the lazy sun, a big husky horse marched in two columns on the narrow road, all of them showing exhaustion. The peaks were faintly in sight in the mist, and the uniformly moving team gradually slowed down.
An American jeep overtook from behind. On the back seat of the car sat two **** officers, one with the rank of lieutenant general and the other with the rank of major general, both in their forties.
The Lieutenant General sitting on the left has a typical Chinese face of a Chinese man, with thick eyebrows, big eyes and thick lips, and his mouth is open with white teeth. The major general next to him has a white face that doesn't look like a soldier. If he wears a pair of glasses, he will be a standard academic teacher at a glance.
A lieutenant officer ran over on a horse and saluted and reported: "The report is in the seat, the first group has entered the position, and no enemy has been found ahead."
"Not bad." Wang Yan, chief of staff of the independent division, glanced at his watch and smiled with satisfaction, "Master, we are three full hours ahead of the scheduled time."
"It can't be counted like that. All the staff do the counting only when they go up the mountain." Teacher Ling Haoran stubbornly moved forward, "What's going on in front?"
The captain said: "The Second Regiment has arrived at the foot of the mountain, take a break and prepare for climbing."
Showing white teeth and smiling, Ling Haoran said, "I should also move my legs and feet to prepare to climb the mountain." She supported the railing of the car with one hand and kicked her right foot, and the whole person had jumped to the ground.
He smiled, Wang Yan slowly opened the car door and was about to get out of the car. There was a faint gunshot. He raised his ears and listened. Then he got out of the car and walked to Ling Haoran to stop.
"The devils are not slow to come, they are all on fire." He said softly.
"It's all light weapons. The little devil's artillery can only come up one step later, but they are fast enough. Let the communication connect to the 114th army, and ask where they are, and they are fighting at their end." Ling Haoran said as he walked forward.
A team came in lazily. When the leading officer saw Ling Haoran, he immediately turned his head and shouted at the team behind him, "I am energetic", and then ran towards Ling Haoran. A Liding gave a military salute and said loudly: "Report to the general, the battalion commander of the 1st battalion of the 2nd Division, 3rd Regiment, Kuai Fugui is ordered to withdraw!
Ling Haoran frowned, struck his mouth behind him and asked, "You only guard this mountain?"
It was Xu's majesty that shocked Kuai's wealth and honor, and forced him to pay another military salute and replied: "Report to the general. One battalion is enough, but one regiment is enough."
"Asshole! If the devil comes to two regiments? If the plane cannon bombards you again, you are still a ball!" Ling Haoran scolded.
The little battalion commander's sweat exploded. Wang Yan came over and cocked his mouth at him, "Go", the small battalion commander hurriedly saluted and ran away. After the Independent Division and the 114th Army took over the Tongling Mountain, the 2nd Defense Division would immediately retreat as a reserve team.
When Wang Yan informed Ling Haoran that most of the 114th Army was halfway up the mountain, he said with a little worry: "The 114th Army has not fought any tough battles. I am worried that they are the same as the battalion commander just now. ."
Wang Yan nodded and said: "Speaking of danger, our defense is natural danger, so only one of our divisions has been deployed on it. Commander Zhang has three divisions, and the preparatory divisions are basically prepared for him. I believe he understands the relationship."
Ling Haoran smiled bitterly: "Then you mean I'm worried about nothing?"
With a cry of "Where", the two of them stepped on the horse brought by the guards and headed towards Tongling Mountain.
Soon, Ling Haoran and Wang Yan climbed to the left-wing hill of Tongling Mountain. Because of their heads resembling humans or animals, they were called Maotou Mountain by the locals. Perhaps cats are more lovable.
Standing on the cat’s head, looking down and looking far away, the haze reveals a dazzling stream, which is quite dazzling. If you can use one word to describe the danger you see!
Ling Haoran glanced around at the surrounding officers and soldiers, all of them red eyes and blue faces were exhausted, but they were still holding on. His eyes were hot, and the order was passed on immediately, and the fierce battle was imminent. Except for the observation posts everywhere, all the staff rushed to rest.
A young officer ran in front of the two men and said loudly: "Reporter is the old battalion commander, no, report is here, the spy battalion commander Hao Feng is here to report, all the spy battalion is assembled and ready to go, please instruct!"
Ling Haoran smiled and said to him: "You, Battalion Commander Nen, have you given the old Battalion Commander what order?"
Hao Feng said: "Reporter, the old battalion commander asked me to sneak attack on the Artillery Wing of the 6th Division, at least drag them back."
After Hao Feng went, Ling Haoran asked the combat staff to gather the heads of the regiments together. After the personnel arrived, the combat staff laid out the defense map of Tongling Mountain.
Tongling Mountain is more than 20 kilometers deep and 100 kilometers wide. The right-wing Bailing Mountain is more than 30 kilometers wide, and the main peak is more than 40 kilometers wide. This nearly 80-kilometer line of defense is more than 20 kilometers wide and the left-wing Maotou Mountain is steep. The forest is sparsely sloped and the field of vision is broad. It is not surprising that these two places were chosen to attack first. But after all, the defender occupies the favorable terrain and condescending, if the attacker does not pay the corresponding price, it will be hard to succeed.
This is the unanimous view of the heads of the group that Ying Ling Haoran has convened.
Ling Haoran and Wang Yan looked at each other. Sure enough, they had the same thought of underestimating the enemy as the battalion commander of the Second Defense Division who had just descended from the mountain, and the current battle seemed to verify their view: the main peak and the right wing were fighting almost at the same time. , But at the moment, he is doing a side view.
But the problem is that Ling Haoran can’t repeat to these commanders what he said to the battalion commander just now. He has to tell them the facts and reason to be convinced, but the facts seem to be right in front of him. But they couldn't come up with enough reason to convince them.
Ling Haoran's independent teacher ushered in the nightfall in a mentality of listening to the firecrackers next door and watching the excitement. The gunfire next door gradually weakened, and the Japanese army, who was not good at night fighting, didn't dare to rush for quick success and rushed to launch the night battle, and had to die.
Hearing the sound of snoring around him, Ling Haoran couldn't close his eyes. It was not because of the thunderous snoring around, but the faint worry in his heart. Why do they sleep so soundly? Are you tired? Tired? Or sit back and relax
At 5 o'clock in the morning, the sky was still bright, and the gunfire rang suddenly. In the dense gunfire, the "rumbling" of the mountain cannon made the ground underfoot tremble. An hour ago, Ling Haoran received a report from the spy battalion that the sneak attack they wanted to launch against the Japanese 6th Division Field Artillery Wing failed due to their failure with a large number of follow-up troops.
From the rumble of artillery, Ling Haoran, who had fought many battles with the Japanese army, heard the roar of the Japanese 105mm mountain artillery guns.
The officers and soldiers of the Independent Division who were awakened by the cannon heard the sound of mountain cannons, and their faces were not as easy as yesterday. They listened silently, and the trembling of their feet pulled their souls back into the cruel reality.
At 6 o'clock, the artillery fire weakened, and the battle started on the right wing and the main peak at the same time.
At 7 o'clock, as the battle became more fierce, the officers of the independent division and above all gathered in the tents of the communications company, all with condensed expressions.
From 9 am to 13:00, news came that the positions were captured one after another. Fortunately, they were captured in a small area, and they were quickly retaken.
From 15:00 to 17:00, the number of casualties on the right wing and the main peak increased and decreased severely. The reserve team each reinforced one battalion; at 20:00 when the night was over, the reserve team sent an additional battalion; at 20:40, the Japanese army retreated across the board.
At 21:30, the casualties statistics: the right-wing 63 division of the 114th Army suffered more than 3,400 casualties, more than 1,300 people were killed, the 64 division 1 regiment suffered most of the casualties; the main peak 64 and 65 divisions 5 regiments totaled more than 6 casualties. There were more than 1,000 people; there were more than 600 casualties in the four battalions of the Second Defense Division.
The statistics are shocking! Ling Haoran thought that the real battle had not yet begun.
Wang Yan asked him: "What do you think the real battle should be like?"
Ling Haoran sneered: "The Japanese air support hasn't been used yet!"
After a start, Wang Yan asked, "When will they perform?"
Ling Haoran shrugged his shoulders in reply.
It was night, Ling Haoran asked Wang Yan a very serious question: "Why do you think the Japanese army did not attack Maotou Mountain?"
Wang Yan thought for a while and said, "It seems difficult to break through, so I give up, but it doesn't seem as simple as that."
Ling Haoran said meaningfully, "Fortunately, they woke us up in today's battle", and dropped him into the tent.
It was still 5 o'clock in the early morning of the day, but the sound of the guns revived, but they mainly fell on the main peak position and were very dense. Half an hour later, the Japanese attack power was also mainly concentrated on the main peak. According to reports from the right, sporadic harassment on their side continues.
At 7 o'clock, there was a faint roar of aircraft in the sky. Almost instantly, a large number of Japanese-made Type 96 bombers flew over the main peak of Tongling Mountain to carry out violent and indiscriminate bombing. The firepower of the 114th Army Artillery Regiment is basically not harmful to it. The smoke from the main peak position spreads over the entire Tongling Mountain, and the panic from the radio is like howling ghosts and wolves.
After 40 minutes, the enemy plane retreated, and Commander Zhang Kaiyuan on the radio urgently called for reinforcements from the reserve team.
Wang Yan sighed: "If the follow-up reinforcements can't make it today, I'm afraid they won't be able to survive!"
Shaking his head, Ling Haoran said, "If I'm afraid, I'm afraid that there will be old problems again!"
Wang Yan let out a "huh", nodded and said, "It's possible."
From 9 am to 12 am, news of repeated struggles for lost ground came from the main peak position from time to time. The officers behind Ling Haoran had already asked for support. He couldn't bear to scold them, just turned around and glanced fiercely.
At this moment, the telegrapher submitted a telegram. He and Wang Yan looked at each other and took the telegram. The Military Command asked him to prepare for reinforcements. He silently handed the telegram to Wang Yan.
It is a dogmatic statement that a soldier regards obedience to orders as his bounden duty, but you have to follow it, sad!
When he wanted to return, talk about it, and do it, he immediately asked the operator to connect to Zhang Kaiyuan and asked him bluntly how long it would last. On that end, Zhang Kaiyuan smiled brightly and said: "Brother, I don't dare to blow too much, I promise you to keep it till dark."
Ling Haoran said "thank you", put down the microphone, passed the order, and closely followed the enemy's dynamics.
Perhaps some people are surprised by this short conversation between Ling Haoran and Zhang Kaiyuan. A little explanation. In wartime, the probability that the telecommunication sent by our radio station will be deciphered by the enemy is as high as 70 to 80%. Perhaps many people do not believe it, but this is the case.
Ling Haoran was worried that Shangfeng would send a report to him to reinforce the 114th Army because of this. If the Japanese army intercepted this message, how would it go next? Does it still have to be guessed
Perhaps Ling Haoran's real worry doesn't stop there, but what is he worried about