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"Company Commander, those students are here again." A soldier reported that Shi Jiping had a headache after he reported that he had entered Shi Jiping's room.

"Why are you here again?"

"There is no way, company commander, who made you a combat hero..." The warrior who reported it couldn't help but smile.

"I just shot a division commander, and I wasn't killed by face to face. I was tired of this endless reception!!" Shi Jiping complained angrily.

"Come on, Shi Tou, my biggest spoil is Yi Zhongzuo's saber. You are the saber of the general, and I'm jealous." Chen Lixin, another person in the room, raised his eyebrows and looked at the hanging on the wall.

"Stop, Lao Chen, I know you are jealous of this commander, but this is a spoil specially approved by the commander-in-chief. I want to be a heirloom." Shi Jiping hurriedly protected his spoil after seeing Chen Lixin's scorching eyes.

"Tsk!! What's so great about a division commander? I'll use the Japanese Emperor's sword to show you this way." Although Chen Lixin said this, he couldn't help but take a look before turning his gaze to the map on the desktop.

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"Go away quickly..." Huangmao threw the armed belt on the table to Shi Jiping.

Watching Shi Jiping hurried out of the room, the remaining people in the room focused their attention on the map with the flat surface on the table again.

"The domestic recovery campaign has reached its final stage, but we are still staying here to count the stars. I hate this kind of life." Huangmao said angrily as he looked at several arrows deeply inserted into the three northeastern provinces on the table.

"Forget it, yellow-haired. None of us is excited when we see the smoke of gunpowder. Just fighting outside the gates, I guess we have no chance." Chen Kaicong said with great depression.

"Why?" Chen Lixin was a little puzzled.

"Although the terrain and dense forests of the three northeastern provinces are for our Sixth Army, I feel that no matter how suitable we are for this kind of mountain combat commander, we will not use us. Our Second Army was formed at the latest and the configuration of the ground weapons and equipment was slower than the other two armies. And there were much less heavy firepower weapons. The Japanese devils in the Northeast have been operating for ten years. Many of the defensive positions are reinforced concrete. It is difficult to shoot 160 mm heavy artillery. Not to mention that most of the equipment of our army are 125 mm ground artillery. It is a bit uneasy to send us up." Chen Kaicong said, peeling the peanuts on the table.

"Then put our Second Army here as a decoration?" Chen Lixin was also a little anxious.

"Don't be anxious. And I heard from the acquaintance of the General Staff that our Second Army seems to have other tasks. We will soon be in the process of starting the goal. But one thing is clear - to the south."

"Looking south? Haven't the land been recovered from the south?" Chen Lixin made up for a while. Although he was just an intern platoon leader, he was very happy for him to command such a platoon.

"I don't know, but judging from the main equipment, combat skills and tactical exercises of our Second Army, our Second Army is a unit that tends to mountain and jungle combat, especially the rainforest troops."

“Is there any difference?”

"Yes!!! The first army is the best except for the Guard Division. He is the most complete of various tanks, armored vehicles and heavy firepower equipment. He is even equipped with 320 mm giant armor-piercing heavy artillery. The combat idea is also a fist collision that hits a little. When the first army launches, it basically fights a major battle and a decisive battle. Mechanized troops intersect at high speed, and heavy firepower cleaning and suppressing. In the Northeast, such heavy mechanized army really needs to fight. Therefore, fighting the Northeast, the First Army is definitely the first choice."

"What else?"

"Who is the commander of the Third Army? It is Bai Jiansheng. He is smart and quick-witted, and his tactics are flexible and changeable. He is also in this category. Because he did a good job in the northwest, he was equipped with helicopters, ground army aviation, which was earlier than the First Army. I think the General Staff of the Operations sent them to quickly support and clear the remaining troops. This is their ability to practice local skills in the northwest and do this job more skillfully than anyone else. Although there are not many heavy tanks and heavy firepower, they are better than many light armored vehicles and trucks, and helicopter jump-leap tactics. Four-speed firefighting and taking the enemy first are their strengths."

"What about us? What about our Second Army?" Chen Lixin couldn't wait to know what kind of army his local army was.

"We? We belong to a combination of the two, or a relatively pure light infantry unit." Chen Kaicong's comments disappointed Chen Lixin a little.

"Old Chen, don't be disappointed. Our Second Army has the advantage of the other two armies." Hong Agen's words once again aroused Chen Lixin's desire for knowledge.

"If the tactics and styles of the first and third army are based on weapons and equipment, then our second army is a more traditional light infantry unit with fewer firepower equipment, but fewer logistics requirements. And you have also seen our infantry. It belongs to the category of Ninja and high comprehensive quality. Whether it is attack or defense, we have our own unique skills. Let's give a simple metaphor, our soldiers are all troops that can fight, and are more suitable for small-scale attacks and joint defense in small areas. From street fighting of several people to assault operations of a company, we can change a variety of offensive and defensive tactics at any time."

"Well, no wonder I used to feel that your fighting style was very familiar. You can be very skilled from individual soldiers to battalion-level mixed-engineering, but why did the General Staff organize us into such a group army?" Chen Lixin discovered new problems after understanding.

"Tactical needs! China's terrain is complex and diverse, and it is impossible for every unit to be suitable for other places. Although we can also be promoted for the terrain like the northwest, it lacks the mobility of light armored vehicles and trucks. The plains in the north are more suitable for the group impact of the First Army, but in the south... there are many water networks, many mountains, many slopes, narrow roads are not conducive to mechanized troops' combat. In the end, a more traditional light infantry unit is still needed to fight. Have you not seen it? Our individual weapons are the most abundant, and the source of troops is mostly the southerners."

"So that's it, but there is no war in the south..." Chen Lixin was a little unwilling.

"Who said there was no war? I think the General Staff transferred us back to the south not just to rest. I think we will have a war soon."

“Where to call?”

“Vietnam or Taiwan.”

"Xiangshu, please wait." On the campus of Peking University, a boy was trotting behind several students, making dissuasion sounds from time to time.

"Yuan Degree, it's not that we are too fast, it's that you are too slow." A girl in front turned her head and answered loudly. The crisp and nice voice proved that she still had good physical strength after running for so long. Finally, when several students ran to the auditorium, there were already other students gathering, and there was a crowd of people unable to squeeze in.

"It's all your fault. You run so slowly. Look, we're late now and can't get in at all." The girl named Xiangshu turned around and blamed the student who was dragging her back after trying to squeeze into the auditorium several times.

"Isn't it just a combat hero? Are you mobilizing so many people..." After being blamed, Yuan Xueqing muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say? He is the hero who killed the commander of the 6th Division of Japan!!" The girl was displeased when she heard Yuan Xueqing's muttering.

"No matter how much a hero is, he is just a big soldier. Does he know what golden separation is? Does he know what functional algebra is?" Yuan Xuejie simply expressed his opinion in a single bit.

"You guy..." When the girl was about to refute him, thunderous cheers came from the auditorium.

"What's wrong? Is something happening?" The girl left the boy and hurriedly asked the person in front of her.

"The people inside said that you can visit the army tomorrow." A boy in front turned around and told the classmate behind that he had just received good news.

"Really, that's great!!!" The girl fell into ecstasy after hearing this... Among the many students who were happy, only a few were not very excited. They were more calm than other students, including the Yuan degree.

The next day, the students got up early and rushed to the playground early to wait for the opening of the troops to the camp. At 9 a.m., the students curiously entered the visiting area of ​​the troops. Because there were too many such visits, the troops also had experience and organized them in a very organized manner. Which ones should be kept confidential and could not be seen, and what should be allowed to see more and understand more to inspire the people's anti-Japanese sentiment.

"Hello, how many national resources did you buy these weapons?" Among the visitors, a visitor suddenly asked the soldier responsible for explanation and explanation. His voice was not loud but very clear. Everyone heard such a question with accusation in it. Everyone looked at the source of the sound and saw the student named Yuan Xuewei.

"This classmate, we made our weapons ourselves, not bought them." The warrior in charge of the commentary replied.

"You made it yourself? Do you all know these weapons? Or do you really understand how to use these weapons?" Yuan Xueqing's question was obvious distrust.

"You mean we don't know how to use these weapons." The warrior was a little angry.

"Yes, I have some doubts that these vehicles and equipment obviously require some knowledge to operate. I know that many of our Chinese soldiers are illiterate and can't even write their own names to operate these things." Yuan Xuejie's words were already very obvious, and they were a strong distrust and questioning.

"It seems that this classmate has a certain understanding of soldiers." Huangmao walked over from the side because he was also one of the four-man halo, so he naturally needed to come forward to receive the visitors.

After Huangmao came over, she didn't say much, pushed the weapon on the visiting table aside, called the soldier, took out the notebook on the soldier's body and placed it on the table, and waved to Yuan Xuejie to signal him to come over.

"It's useless to say more. Student, please just say something now. Let us fighter make a record. You will know whether you are illiterate."

Huangmao's move made the visitors excited. Seeing that the other party dared to do this surprised Yuan Xueqing, but soon he read a casual passage, and the soldier quickly wrote down what Yuan Xueqing said.

Seeing that the warrior could quickly record what he said, Yuan Xuewei felt a little unnatural, and the words in his mouth became slower and more messy. The warrior who recorded clearly felt the confusion of the sentences and frowned.

Seeing the dense texts on the warrior's notebook, Yuan Xuewei knew that his doubts had failed, but soon, he suggested that these warriors were reception soldiers and were prepared.

Faced with Yuan Xuejie's re-question, Huangmao did not have much explanation. Hong Agen, who had received the news, rushed over and saw the development of the matter and recruited two explosioners from the fire platoon.

"The remaining support column in front of the target is required to be oriented to the east after blasting, and ninety degrees north of the angle position. The target material is burnt brick cement mortar, with a height of four meters and a thickness of sixty times sixty. The minimum blasting requires drilling three 3 cm holes with a depth of twenty centimeters. Each place is placed 32 grams, located in the northeast, and the first two oblique angle drill holes in the southeast are preferred. After 1:5 seconds, it explodes to the south blasting point. The charge here is 50 grams, and the target is poured eastward using the explosion thrust." The blaster quickly calculated the main parameter data of the directional blasting target and calculated the blasting requirements using the calculation formula on the blackboard.

Not long after, after two not-so-high blasts, there was not much dust or smoke, and the only pillar left in the destroyed building also fell down. However, what surprised everyone was that the pillar really fell to the east as planned as the two soldiers calculated.

Looking at the pillars facing east, all the visitors were shocked by their superb skills, and Yuan, who had always been proud of his knowledge, was shocked by the formulas and calculations on the blackboard. In his opinion, these uneducated big-headed soldiers actually had richer knowledge and more professional mathematical knowledge than themselves.
Chapter completed!