Zhang Yiping came to plan to take layers of blocking measures to cause some damage to the American troops along the way and then retreat to Tours, but the Americans fired an afternoon cannon and just didn’t launch an infantry charge to let Zhang Yiping get away with it.
The defense line along the Cher River is really weak. It’s not good for the Chinese regiment to die with the Americans here, so the regiment can’t afford it in trench warfare and war of attrition.
The number and weapons of the Chinese Communist Youth League are limited. We can fight mobile warfare, trench warfare and war of attrition. If there is a dead end, we can break the gap between the various departments of the US military and create opportunities to annihilate the enemy.
Back command again in the * * group retreat from the position to take advantage of the moonlight to recede behind.
When Zhang Yiping and Qu Weiqing have been guarding the dawn of the headquarters, Qu Weiqing will also leave with the headquarters. Qu Weiqing shook hands with Zhang Yiping and told him, "Take care of yourself, commander in chief!"
There must be a retreat in the battle. Zhang Yiping must be with the cover troops behind the house. This is his insistence.
Qu Weiqing is used to Zhang Yiping leaving and finally insists that he can give Zhang Yiping a heartfelt blessing every time he breaks up, hoping that he will be safe.
Zhang Yiping took the hand of Qu Weiqing with the other hand. There are thousands of words in the back of his hand. "Don’t worry, I will be careful to hit me. The world has not been made yet!"
Watching Qu Weiqing disappear in the moonlight, Zhang Yiping walked and echoed in the dim light of the room. A familiar figure stood upright and looked at him, his eyes flashing brighter than the oil lamp next to him.
"Sister, why haven’t you left yet?" Zhang Yiping asked, "Shouldn’t you go with the general staff?"
Party twelve younger sister didn’t answer, bright eyes flashing with firm eyes, and Zhang Yiping no longer asked him to pick his semi-automatic rifle from the corner. He felt that the magazine was full and then swung a gun over his shoulder.
Turned out of the room and told the guard company brothers to walk into the road to the village entrance in the dim moonlight, while the twelve sisters went to the village with a rifle on their backs, and the moonlight was slightly reflective.
A large number of troops outside have withdrawn from the front line, and the troops marched silently in the direction of Tours along the highway along the Cher River. Next to them, the moonlight of the Cher River reflected the sparkling waves.
The American artillery in front roared again, perhaps because the Americans found that the Chinese team had retreated, and the artillery gradually became fierce, but the Chinese team artillery did not fight back because they had already taken the road to retreat to Tours.
Zhang Yiping looked up at the fire in the east, which was like a mysterious whirlpool. It had a strong traction and slowly attracted him from the calm Cher River to the center of the battlefield, because there were still Chinese soldiers who had not yet withdrawn.
However, the night covered up the action of the Chinese * * regiment, and the American artillery fire was not as fierce as it was broad and broad-minded, and it tightly accepted every soldier for a long time, so that they could avoid the artillery bombardment and come from the ground and from the position.
After dawn, the last batch of soldiers retreated from behind. These soldiers looked very calm with a full face of smoke. Zhang Yiping looked at the brothers of the 32 nd Regiment.
"How come it’s you again!" Zhang Yiping roadside shouted to a soldier.
"It’s fate!" A tall soldier looked up lazily and said that Zhang Yiping’s eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the twelve sisters behind Zhang Yiping. "Miss Fang, it turns out that you are here, and you are glorious …?"
"Liu Yamin, are you the last? Are there any brothers over there who haven’t come? " Fang 12 younger sister asked
The platoon leader Er Ga ran two steps behind him and chased him back and forth and replied, "We are the last one. If it weren’t for Liu Yamin’s stupidity to find you, we would have come long ago. I told you that Miss Fang had been transferred back to the General Staff, but he just didn’t believe it …" He suddenly saw Zhang Yiping hurriedly greeting, "Is the commander-in-chief here?"
Zhang Yiping nodded. He is now wearing a military uniform with the rank of lieutenant, which is no different from that of a general officer. In addition, there are some fogs on the ground at dawn, which Liu Ya people and Erga can’t see clearly.
Liu Yamin was in a hurry and didn’t know if he should salute. If he saluted, the commander-in-chief exposed the target and was aimed at by enemy snipers, but if he didn’t salute, he seemed to have offended him just now. "Commander-in-chief, I didn’t see it clearly just now."
"Be polite to me and don’t treat me like a brother!" Zhang Yiping interrupted stuttering Liu Yamin said.
"The commander-in-chief is waiting for you here. He wants to leave here with us last!" Fang Shimei explained
Unfortunately, when Zhang Yiping didn’t move them, he waved and said, "Since everyone is here, let’s go!"
Liu Yamin ran tight for two steps and asked Zhang Yiping, "Commander-in-Chief, we are not afraid of Yankee artillery. Their artillery can’t hit us. We can rush to give them a hard time, just like beating them out of the water yesterday afternoon."
Er Ga and several soldiers came running to say the same thing, gradually surrounding Zhang Yiping, but squeezing out the guard company brothers.
Zhang Yiping knows that it’s really difficult for troops like the 32nd Regiment to make them retreat all the way. Because they are gunmen, Zhang Yiping taught them to attack, attack and attack constantly. Although they follow the rules of command, their thoughts will definitely be puzzled.
"It’s very simple. If we want to hit an American hard this time, we have to put our fists away first and then hit them hard. This will make us more powerful!" Zhang Yiping grabbed the fist and made a punch and said.
"But what do we do when we hit American ghosts with guns and fists?" Liu Yamin asked with puzzle.
Monitor Wang Dayou patted Liu Yamin head "you stupid fist will not be able to play ghost? The commander-in-chief must have his reasons for saying so … "
Zhang Yiping nai smiled at Er Ga and said, "Er Ga, I still remember you. Have you made any progress in marksmanship? Is it worthy of the name’ the second day’? "
Speaking of marksmanship, the horse’s expression changed. He held the gun in his right hand and breathed into his chest. He opened his mouth and said, "Please review it!"
In Zhang Yiping’s eyes, Er Ga has a feeling of melting into the earth. He is not as arrogant as Hu Congfu, but his performance and momentum are not lost to Hu Congfu.
Zhang Yiping secretly praised this day for the second time.
Chapter 33 The Battle of Orleans (16)
In the morning, before the sun came out, the air was filled with the cold at dawn, and the grass and leaves also covered up the dew with the smell of smoke. The fog on the ground gradually condensed and thickened. Just before dawn, the earth also had a layer of faint pale white gauze, and then gradually formed a milky white fog barrier, forming a huge white tent to cover the ground in Fiona Fang for dozens of miles
When the sun jumped out of the horizon, the fog was burned by the hot light of the morning sun, and gradually dispersed a golden light. Trees, shrubs, grass branches and dark green leaves shone like spring through the fog, giving life to the sun, drying the morning fog, falling down and infiltrating into the soil, and puffing up moisture everywhere.
Zhang Yiping and Er Ga endured this moisture attack in the grass, and they were less than two meters apart.
Zhang Yiping really wanted to test what kind of marksmanship achieved by Erga, Hu Congfu and Zeng Dawa in the army, because they were famous and created their own style. Zhang Yiping taught them to add their own understanding to marksmanship, and interpreted the essence of Gun King Tong from an asynchronous perspective, which was more shine on you than blue.
"Wait a minute and see who finishes the bullet in the magazine first," Zhang Yiping said. "Of course, it is meaningless to hit the light and finish the bullet without hitting the target, and where to hit it is also a factor of winning or losing."
"Hit the eyebrows and the neck artery to calculate ten points, and the chest to calculate five points!" Zhang Yiping said.
"What if it’s not killed?" Zhang Yiping asked twelve younger sisters on the right.
Zhang Yiping and Erga both looked at her as if they were monsters. Gunmen like Zhang Yiping and Erga have arrived. Whoever wants to die in the middle of the night will definitely not survive the even state. How can they not kill people?
Twelve sisters distinguish, "The enemy may come from cavalry. As the saying goes, if the angle is not good, you won’t win the race, even if you can’t hit anyone, won’t you?"
"Gunmen should kill the enemy if they want to go to the battlefield. Gunmen with guns can’t lose their reputation and violate the rules of the battlefield …" Zhang Yiping said seriously
"I am white!" Er Ga said, "Kill the enemy first, the game second!"
Why does this sound so familiar? Zhang Yiping nodded and praised, "This is so right. Second, I find that you have the potential as a philosopher. You should change your name to a more elegant one."
"No, this name is my father’s, which makes me feel very good." Er Ga has converged his breathing frequency. He has already felt a slight tremor in the ground soil. This is the enemy horse running, but it is still a long way away, at least three or four miles away.
"You’re right! I agree! " Zhang Yiping nodded and said.
