afterglow

Chapter 23

The first battalion, which had trekked nearly [-] miles, finally passed through the mountain ranges at the eastern foot of the Himalayas. Now they are only a dozen miles away from their destination on the plains.

Zhou Changfeng raised his hand and glanced at his watch. In 49 hours and 10 minutes, he marched 290 miles without interruption in the complex and rugged mountains. If 30% of the terrain coefficient is included, it is equivalent to 370 miles. This record can be said to be quite exaggerated, enough to be loaded. war history.

Although the organization is scattered, more than one-third of the people left behind, and all the chocolates they carry are eaten up, but what else can we ask for?

However, the major premise of leaving a name in history is that they can cut off the way of the British and Indian troops, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted and wasted.

The remaining [-] or so people in the leading row came to the road first. They walked along the road for a while, and suddenly found two cars approaching with their headlights on in the distance.

After stopping it, five or six civilians were roughly interrogated. The soldiers learned that Demaji, a few miles away, had been occupied by the Chinese army?
So they immediately turned around in these two cars and headed straight for Dmagee.

The Third Battalion, which had retreated to the east, arrived here not long ago, and Guo Anbang, who was full of anxiety, was thinking about how to deploy his defenses.

"The battle has come to this point, there is nothing to say. It has been decades, and Daming can't afford to lose this person anymore. I am determined to stick to it and fight to the end." He slowly glanced at the dozen or so people in front of him. The officer who was covered in blood all over his body, "Everyone has done their best, so...those who don't want to fight to the death can leave on their own, and I won't hold anyone accountable."

Just at this time, someone outside ran excitedly and shouted: "Reinforcements have arrived! Reinforcements have arrived!"

A dozen gazes fell on the corporal rushing into the room.

Holding on to the door frame, he said out of breath, "The Third Mixed Brigade and One Battalion...here we are!"

The whole room was shocked, and everyone looked at each other in disbelief. According to previous estimates, they would not arrive until tomorrow night at the earliest.

Grass?Two days and nights spanning hundreds of miles of mountains and hills?Did it fly over with wings?

Everyone hurried out of the room, picked up their binoculars and looked into the distance, only to see countless light spots forming a winding dragon, slowly moving here.

Half an hour later, Guo Anbang saw the tired Zhou Changfeng.

After a simple greeting, the latter said: "Then the defense of this place should be handed over? Thanks to you for buying a day."

"It's nothing more than following orders, that's not enough praise."

"By the way, have the civilians here been evacuated?"

Guo Anbang was taken aback for a moment, and replied: "We have just arrived too, not yet."

Zhou Changfeng nodded, and waved out a series of orders.

"Expel all civilians, let them pack up their belongings within a time limit of [-] minutes, and then leave quickly."

"All ministries were reorganized immediately. The first team seized the highlands in the southwest direction, the second team deployed in the north of the city, and the third team deployed in the south of the city."

"The reserve team stays near those warehouses, and the temporary headquarters should be set up in this post office."

There are actually four teams in the first battalion now, and the extra team is a team of the temporarily strengthened [-]th regiment.

The biggest problem now is fatigue, and the shortage. Many soldiers have fallen behind during the forced march.

"Where are the British and Indian troops?"

"They bivouaced about 05 miles to the west and usually continued their march at 30:[-] am."

"So...we still have more than six hours to prepare." Zhou Changfeng then went to the west of the city, and he had to personally arrange the defense line.

It can be said that the core of the British construction in India and Du was to plunder resources, so the railway network was built to extend in all directions, but other constructions were lackluster.

[In fact, the same is true for railways. The British railway system in India and Dudu mainly has four gauges, 1676㎜, 1435㎜, 1000㎜, and 762㎜. 】

Zhou Changfeng drove around this small town on an old and broken two-wheeled motorcycle, and found that there were very few buildings that could be used.

It is obviously impossible to change the wooden shed into a strong support point, and the only concrete building is only a hospital building, because the post office as a temporary headquarters is only a brick-concrete structure, which is not strong enough.

"All the buildings and obstacles within [-] meters in the four directions of due west, southwest, northwest and due north of the hospital were cleared up to clear the shooting area."

"Then the cleared bricks, tiles, stones and wood were piled up around the hospital building, and the first floor was piled up all around, leaving only one entrance and exit on the east side; all the window glass was smashed."

"Scatter nails, broken glass, and broken tiles evenly within a range of [-] meters around, and arrange mines and barbed wire sequentially starting from [-] meters."

Faced with Zhou Changfeng's order, Sun Cheng, the captain of the second team, was puzzled: "Battalion Commander, this homework is too much. I am exhausted after driving for two days and two nights. Let the brothers sleep for a few hours."

Zhou Changfeng hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said: "The order is that all ministries will rest until three o'clock in the morning, and then hurry up to build fortifications."

The nearby soldiers happily sat on the ground and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

By the time Zhou Changfeng went to the small hill southwest of the town to command and set up the position, there were already waves of snoring coming from behind him.

In order to buy more time for the defense, he ordered the reserve team to assemble a 20-man detachment to assist a squad of engineers to lay mines randomly on the road to the west at intervals of [-] meters, and return immediately after finishing.

It was already very late at this time, and the Lingzhi rear headquarters, hundreds of miles away, was filled with a tense and anxious atmosphere-the third battalion of the 38th regiment, which was responsible for delaying the eastward advance of the British and Indian troops, had lost contact for fourteen hours. The [-]st Battalion of the Mixed [-]rd Brigade, which was rushing across the mountains to Demaji, had also lost communication for nearly half a day.

Wei Gaoming's eyes were bloodshot and his lips were chapped. He drank a cup of tea handed by a staff officer, but his voice was still hoarse, "Damn it! Where did you go?!"

Han Zhixun, who was also anxious but looked normal, walked to the communication office next to him. Under the yellow light, the exhaust fan was whistling, and the radio station and telephone switchboard were both beeping and beeping.

More than a dozen telegraphers and several communication staff officers were sweating profusely. Han Zhixun asked in a deep voice, "Are you still unable to get in touch?"

The captain's staff shook his head and replied: "The radio signal may be blocked by mountains, so..."

Suddenly, a staff officer who went into battle in person shouted: "It's connected! I found the signal of the First Battalion of the Third Mixed Brigade, and received it immediately!"

The big stone in Han Zhixun's heart fell to the ground suddenly, he took a deep breath, pointed to the staff officer and said calmly: "Give him credit."

Soon, the telegram was received and translated.

"Report to Lingzhi Headquarters that the headquarters has already occupied Demaji before the enemy. After the handover, the remnant of the 38rd Battalion of the [-]th Regiment is retreating. Most of the enemy troops are camped fifteen miles to the west, and the headquarters is resting and building fortifications .”

"It's really here, it's like flying." Han Zhixun sighed.

Wei Gaoming's exhaustion seemed to be swept away, his eyes were firm, and he said solemnly: "Return the call, and order him to stick to it at all costs until noon on the [-]th, and all soldiers will surely receive supreme glory! Do this order. "

Han Zhixun stared at the sand table with a worried face, "Starry night and night, the teachers are exhausted, and the time is limited to build a complete fortification. The enemy's firepower is not vegetarian!"

Wei Gaoming turned a deaf ear and did not speak.

After a while, the headquarters received a call back from the first battalion.

"Our department will definitely fulfill our duties, crucify to death on the battlefield, and make a name for ourselves with avenging our shame. Sincerely."

(End of this chapter)