June 11, 1942, Taiyuan Eighth Route Army Airborne Training Base.
While Huang He and his party were brainstorming in the Weapons Experimental Research Bureau to forge swords for the country, Li Yunlong's department, which was in the post-war preparation period, was not idle either.
There is no way, although the soldiers also want to rest for a while, the next phase of the 1st Marine Brigade's combat target is Qiongya.
For a force with most of its members being northerners, neither the climate nor the terrain on the island have anything to do with friendship.
If they don't do more training before departure, then even if they are the ace elites of the Eighth Route Army, there is a high probability that they will not be able to exert 100% of their combat effectiveness.
Practice. Sweating more before a battle is better than bleeding during a battle.
"Captain Zhang! Don't come over here! I can dance by myself!"
"ah!"
With a high-pitched scream, a soldier who looked very different in appearance and temperament jumped out of the transport plane "contemplating death".
After a moment, a white umbrella flower unfolded in the air and slowly floated towards the No. 3 training ground of the 1st Marine Brigade.
Seeing his new student complete a full set of tactical actions in strict accordance with the requirements, and successfully opening his parachute and returning to the ground, the instructor Zhang Dabiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hey, it's really hard for Xiao Wang."
"For an ordinary communications soldier, two weeks of assault training is indeed a bit hasty."
"Fortunately, this guy is brave enough and successfully passed the final assessment of the airborne troops. Otherwise, the headquarters' plan will be postponed because of us."
Hearing this, the deputy commander of the 1st Parachute Regiment nodded in agreement. As a commander, who doesn't like warriors who are quick-thinking and well-trained.
However, his face was still full of worry, and he obviously still had some scruples.
"Captain, the intensity of daily training is different from that of actual combat. Even if we can simulate the general terrain of the Qiongya Mountains and provide comrades with opportunities for targeted practice, no one can predict the specific situation on the day of the operation."
"I'm worried that something unexpected will happen."
In fact, Zhang Dabiao was quite helpless. He personally also resisted this assault-style training plan.
After all, every mission of the airborne troops is very dangerous. It is not appropriate to let a temporary soldier directly participate in the next operation.
but! There is really no way.
The situation in the Qiongya area is extremely special. Not only are there a large number of local dialects, but they also have their own characteristics.
In a sense, the 1st Marine Brigade, which was not originally equipped with an interpreter, really seemed to have encountered the Type 815A electronic reconnaissance ship of the Spanish national treasure-class sailing battleship.
It was really like meeting one's "nemesis", and one's abilities had to be reduced in half.
In the Qiongya Mountains, where everyone is hidden, only guides who are proficient in Leiqiong, Li, Lingao, and Danzhou dialects can help the troops quickly gain the trust of the people and find Secretary Feng in the shortest possible time. independent team.
The communications soldier Xiao Wang just now is the only soldier in the entire army who can speak multiple local dialects and whose physical fitness is barely up to standard.
After thinking for a moment, Zhang Dabiao sighed silently, and then said firmly:
"Once the operation begins, I will do my best to ensure Xiao Wang's personal safety. People come to support without hesitation, and we must let him go home safely!"
"Captain, go back to the headquarters. Don't keep the brigade commander and political commissar waiting."
"Roger, we're about to return!"
Ten minutes later, the 1st Marine Brigade combat conference room.
"Old Xing, remember to go to the logistics department today to check the various supplies and medicines we need. Secretary Feng's base is deep in the mountains, and the soldiers must do a good job in preventing diseases, insects, and poisons."
"Old Zhao, I'll leave it to you at the headquarters! Counting the time, the deputy general staff officer should have prepared the information the troops need."
"I will continue to sit at the base and try to formulate a few more emergency plans with the staff before departure. That's it, let's break up the meeting!"
Under normal circumstances, when performing missions, airborne troops often face the test of unfamiliar combat environments and the risk of being surrounded by superior enemy forces.
The later-famous Operation Market Garden was a very typical negative case.
Therefore, the intelligence reconnaissance system is crucial to paratroopers. In a sense, it can even directly determine the outcome of an airborne battle.
In order to prevent their aces from falling into pieces, the headquarters has been working hard to collect all types of intelligence since the early stages of formulating the plan.
Especially the deputy general staff officer, as the main planner of this operation, he would lead his staff to the 1st Marine Brigade whenever there was a new discovery or new arrangement. Just when Zhao Gang was about to leave for the headquarters, a familiar voice suddenly sounded at the door of the conference room.
"Li Yunlong, how is the training progress of your brigade? There are many tropical rainforests over Qiongya. This kind of terrain is a big challenge for the soldiers. If you are not 100% sure, wait half a month before setting off. ”
"Here, this is the distribution of Japanese troops on the island."
"I will give you the weather report and information along the way the day before your brigade sets off."
Upon hearing the deputy general staff's concerned inquiry, Li Yunlong responded in the affirmative as soon as possible.
"Don't worry, old man. For the next phase of the combat plan, the soldiers of our brigade have been training hard for more than half a month. They will definitely not fall behind at the critical moment."
"By the way, have you still not been able to restore contact with Secretary Feng in the border area?"
"If both of us can communicate the details of the airborne landing in advance, then this operation will definitely be more effective with half the effort."
As soon as these words came out, the deputy general staff officer shook his head helplessly.
There is a Qiongzhou Strait between Qiongya and the land. In the absence of high-power radio stations, if you want to deliver messages, you need to break through the enemy's land and sea blockades.
As a result, the transmission of any information will take at least half a year.
As for radio?
Three years ago, in order to achieve real-time communication with Qiongya and get rid of the embarrassing situation of manually transmitting news. Bian District once tried every means to buy a high-power radio and sent it to it with great difficulty.
But due to some unknown reasons, there was no news from the other party in June last year.
For this operation, the Eighth Office of Shancheng even tried to make a clear call. But all the signals were like nothing, and no response was received.
"To disappoint you, we still haven't been able to contact Secretary Feng. Their communications department must have been attacked by the Japanese or the stubborn fruit troops."
"You are still going deep into this operation alone. The border areas and headquarters can only provide logistical support."
Hearing this, Li Yunlong nodded solemnly.
The current situation is indeed a bit bad, but compared with Secretary Feng, who has been fighting alone overseas for more than ten years, the difficulties they are facing are really nothing.
Besides, how could the actions of the airborne troops not be dangerous?
As long as the entire brigade is not blindly jumped, he has the confidence to lead his comrades to complete the mission.
As if aware of the guilt and worry in the deputy general staff's heart, Lao Li first looked at the distribution map of the Japanese troops on the island, and then spoke a little to comfort him:
"I just did some rough research and found that there are more than 20,000 Japanese and puppet troops entrenched in Qiongya."
"Although our brigade is at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, fortunately the Japanese troops on the island are very dispersed, which gives us the opportunity to defeat them one by one."
"If everything goes well, I am confident that the battle will be over within a month, and it may even be possible for our Navy comrades to capture two or three surface ships."
Three years ago, the preserved fruit defenders followed the policy of retreating if you dare to come, allowing the enemy to take over large cities such as Haikou almost without a fight.
Since then, the army has only left one infantry brigade to "cooperate" with the navy's five marines to garrison, while the other main forces have joined the newly established 23rd Army.
In order to completely control Qiongya, Lieutenant General Kaneo Sunagawa dispersed his front-line combat troops and established more than 360 strongholds along roads, rivers, bridges and other transportation lines.
This kind of formation is fine for dealing with the Qiongya Independent Corps, which has poor equipment and a small number of people.
But against the 1st Marine Brigade, which is well-equipped and has a combat capability that far exceeds that of the Asian region, it is Calabash Boy who saves Grandpa and simply queues up to kill him.
As for the surface ships Li Yunlong just mentioned, they are naturally the Chuchun-class No. 4 destroyers and several gunboats and mine boats that originally belonged to the Japanese Second Detachment Fleet and are now stationed in Qiongya.
The confident look of Lao Li and his party diluted the worries in the deputy general staff's heart. After a moment, he said in a serious tone:
"Okay, then let's set off as scheduled."
"Comrades from the two divisions of the Air Force will fully support you in this operation. In addition, the armor masters in the south will also organize a certain degree of attack to help you contain the energy of the Japanese."
"I have only one request for you. That is to liberate Qiongya in one go with the minimum casualties and the fastest speed!"
As soon as these words came out, the commanders headed by Li Yunlong in the combat conference room immediately stood up and saluted. Everyone had firm eyes and responded in unison:
"Yes! Guaranteed to complete the mission!" (End of this chapter)
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