Chapter 211 Untitled
The bonfire was jumping and flickering, which made Meng Youtian's face turn light and dark, and his thoughts were also extending and expanding. Xiaoquan said it was quite reasonable, but the timing might be wrong, and he was a little too hasty.
Wait a little longer, and in a few more months, the rampant enemy will show up. A large number of Japanese troops on the Chinese battlefield will be transferred to the Pacific to experience the American planes, warships, cannons, Chinese battlefields, and especially the battlefield behind enemy lines.
According to historical practices, there are two ways for the Japanese army to draw troops: one is that the established troops are transferred; the other is that the original system has not changed, but experienced veterans are drawn away, and the vacancies are supplemented by new recruits. The so-called new recruits will be people who did not meet the conditions for recruitment and have no war experience. Therefore, the momentum, physique, and combat experience of Japanese soldiers in China have declined sharply, which is much worse than the early and mid-term of the War of Resistance Against Japan.
This is just an external reason. The base government that experienced the cruel and large-scale Japanese raids will implement "simplifying military and streamlining administration and unified leadership". Originally, the party committee sent propaganda teams, the administrative offices sent a working team, and the military districts sent a pistol team. There are guerrilla teams in the district, and they all do their own things and their strength is dispersed. If the armed forces are formed, the efficiency will be greatly improved; originally fighting guerrillas with the Japanese, militias listen to the administrative offices, troops listen to the military district, and intelligence stations listen to the party committee. When they are unified and coordinated, the strength will be even stronger.
"You used to be active in the guerrilla area, but now we have become guerrilla areas. I don't think we have to go far and wide. It's better to deal with the enemy near this area first, then send people to the enemy-occupied area to reconnaissance, and then decide on the way and timing of action." Meng Youtian had finished thinking, and said, "The old emperor's history cannot be seen. In the past, the enemy did not implement the 'three lights' policy. Now the enemy uses burning and killing to implement the 'separation of the people'. What will happen to the people's hearts? This is a practical difficulty that must be considered."
Xiaoquan and others thought it was very simple. He thought that he would definitely encounter warm welcome and support from the people when he returned to the place where he fought before. He did not expect that he would encounter cold reception and alienation, and even unable to live in a house. Without the support of the people, it would be like rushing in the enemy-occupied area in the dark. Fight, no, no, no, no.
"People's heart?" Xiaoquan didn't understand what Meng Youtian meant. Instead, he felt that he was a little worried and underestimated the masses' hatred for the enemy. He didn't want to believe it. Whether the masses' hearts would be directed towards them, and he would not want to beat the Japanese devils away.
"How long will it take to fight the War of Resistance?" Meng Youtian suddenly asked a question that made Xiaoquan dumbfounded.
Xiaoquan blinked his eyes and thought for a while, grinned and said, "I can't say it, but we can defeat the Japanese sooner or later. If we don't have this confidence, we won't fight to the death."
"Even you don't know how long it will take to fight, what will the people think?" Meng Youtian said with a wry smile: "If you think ideological work will be more effective than the cruel burning of the enemy, then you are too naive. After five or six years of resistance, the Japanese fighters were resisted to the kang, and the masses were unsure. It would be strange if they were not pessimistic and disappointed."
"But, if the Japanese don't fight, they can't leave by themselves?" Xiao Quan frowned and said, "The Japanese have killed so many people, no one can stand this tone."
"It's certain to fight, but how are you going to fight?" Meng Youtian said earnestly: "Go to a place with a poor mass base? The people will complain that you are causing trouble and you will run away if you attract the Japanese. The people who are frightened will run to areas where the enemy is closely ruled. If there are too many wars, it will lead to a large loss of population. If you fight in a place with a good mass base, the people will support it. But after the battle, you have to transfer it. The Japanese will come back and cruelly revenge, burn all the money, and kill them, causing the masses to suffer a lot."
Xiao Quan remained silent, paused for a while before saying in a deep voice: "What should I do? If I can't fight, I can't fight, it's even worse if I don't fight. It's really a headache."
"Fight against the enemy near here first, and when the green tent is on, the situation will change greatly. People's hearts will be like you said. How could the masses not want to kill the Japanese away?" Meng Youtian could not speak too thoroughly, such as the Pacific battlefield or the Stalingrad turning point. He would scare others when he said these, but he hoped that Xiaoquan could listen to his analysis and judgment.
"In 1943, the situation changed drastically, and most of the artillery towers in Baiyangdian were held. I was so so excited..." Meng Youtian only remembered this song, but the long night had already revealed the dawn, and the people's suffering homes were like the country, showing signs of bad luck.
Xiaoquan seemed to have heard it, but did not immediately express his opinion. After all, he did not have the final say in this way. Now there are many small Bodhisattvas in the temple, including district mayors, county magistrates, county party committees, and administrative offices. Who knows what plan will be made?
"Brother Aritian, you may not know that our land mines make the enemy very scared, and they are more effective than what the arsenal gets back!" Xiao Quan changed the topic and said with a smile: "The smelly thunder that is released makes the enemy spread so magical. Do you think it's strange?"
Of course, Meng Youtian knew that the land mines were handmade in workshop style and had low quality, and "release" always appeared from time to time, but the stinky thunder scared the enemy even more, which was something he didn't know.
The so-called "release" landmines are caused by the poor quality of the charcoal used in the gunpowder or the inappropriate ratio, which failed to explode the lightning shell. After igniting, a few meters or more than ten meters of flames and smoke were sprayed out from the mine charge port.
The enemy who step on this mine will be surrounded by flames, and the whole body will be smoked and black, and the body will be burned. Especially after the lower body is burned, it will scream shrillly due to severe pain, causing much greater psychological damage to the surrounding enemies than standard mines. If this mine is stepped on by the enemy's military horses, the military horses will jump around after being burned, messing up the enemy's marching column and hurting many soldiers. What is ridiculous is that this thunder shell is picked up and put on medicine, and can still be used. The guerrillas mistakenly think that the stinky thunder is very powerful, and the Japanese and traitors are also spread to the point of being magical.
Meng Youtian didn't know that not only did the stinky thunder scare the enemy, but also the landmines made of clay pots and ceramic pots with worse explosive power also made the enemy frightened. In order to strengthen the lethality, the guerrillas would put some scrap iron sheets, nails, gravel, etc. in the earth-made jar thunder, which were neither standard nor large. These scrap iron sheets, nails were thrown up by the **, making a squeaking sound, flying over the enemy's head, scaring the Japanese and traitors for a long time. In fact, its power and lethality are incomparable to the standard thunder shrapnel of high-speed flying that cannot be seen clearly. But the shrapnel of its collapse was seen by the Japanese and traitors, and they flew over their heads.
…………………(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!