"Leng Feng" went to the regiment headquarters and returned to his parents' home. He has been serving as a combat staff officer in the regiment headquarters for half a year. Many people know him, but he doesn't know these people anymore.

Leng Feng, who had amnesia, seemed to have completely changed.

No one doubts that it is still a familiar face. There is no plastic surgery in this era, let alone face change.

"Staff General Leng, no, I'll change my name to you Deputy Camp Leng!" A familiar comrade teased and hugged her. She was embarrassed, but she could feel a hint of warm care.

I feel that these people are sincere and are a group of pure soldiers.

"Leng Feng, our hero is back, welcome to return to the team!" Xie Chengrui, the leader of the group, personally went to the regiment department to pick him up.

Such courtesy is only available when the reception is on the top.

Leng Feng felt a little flattered.

Leng Feng didn't know what the original "Leng Feng" looked like, but now Leng Feng is a little sharp.

At the combat meeting, Leng Feng suddenly became a star, and the first half almost became his personal story report meeting.

After the meeting, Xie Chengrui left him alone to talk and personally sent him out of the regiment headquarters.

It was already late at night when the regiment headquarters returned to the 151 Highlands, and the combat meeting lasted nearly three hours.

There is no doubt that this is a fierce battle, and I don’t know how many people will survive in the end.

The will to fight is very high, and everyone has the same hatred for the invaders, but they are not optimistic about the results.

After all, this is a battle with huge strength.

The battle situation changed very quickly, and several main divisions of the Japanese army attacking Nanjing had advanced to the periphery of Nanjing.

Looking at Nanjing City from Purple Mountain, this originally prosperous and vibrant city is pitch black and becomes lifeless.

The smell of gunpowder in the cold wind is pungent, and you can also hear sporadic sounds of gunfire.

The nights in Nanjing are no longer calm.

Leng Feng used the captured Japanese codebook to intercept many important Japanese telegrams, playing an important role in peripheral warfare.

At least Leng Feng knew about some of the situations that although the national army ultimately failed to defend its position in the periphery of Nanjing, the killing and injury to the Japanese army increased a lot.

If the Japanese army wanted to occupy Nanjing, the price they paid would probably be much greater than the history they knew.

"Brother, have you had a meal? I'll leave you a bowl of braised pork." Cong Hu walked into Leng Feng's small room with two guns on his back.

"I've eaten at the regiment headquarters, so you can keep it for yourself." Leng Feng smiled slightly, "Conghu, have you studied?"

"I went to a private school this year, but my family didn't have money, so I didn't let me go."

"It's good to study. In the future, we must continue to learn. Soldiers in the new era must master cultural knowledge in order to fight a good war."

"Brother, I just want to follow you to kill the Japanese."

"Killing the Japanese is not the only one. You still have decades of life to go. I don't think your parents, wife and children are in the underworld and don't want you to live like this for the rest of your life, right?" Leng Feng said.

"Brother, I know you are for my own good, but I can't think of anything else, just want to kill the Japanese!" Cong Hu said with both hands.

"Okay, you practice guns well. Killing the Japanese is not just about talking about it."

"I understand, brother."

"Part lieutenant Leng, this is the telegram that Lieutenant Wu just received. The Japanese army wore the clothes of my 87th Division and smuggled into the defeated troops of our army. The cavalry regiment of the teaching corps was stationed near Tangshan. The losses were heavy. The above orders that anyone from the 87th Division would not be allowed to be allowed."

"Who gave this order?" Leng Feng frowned slightly.

"It's probably Commander-in-Chief Tang, and now it's in panic." Cheng Gang shook his head and said.

"The 87th Division was originally going to station in Tongji Gate and Guanghua Gate area, Hongmao Mountain was their defense zone!" Leng Feng quickly analyzed.

"What the deputy camp means is that the Japanese army went to Hongmao Mountain?"

"Yes, the Japanese army must have known our deployment, otherwise they would not have attacked us by pretending to be the 87th Division."

"Then the Japanese army should have gone straight to Hongmao Mountain. How could it fight with our cavalry regiment?"

"You go and learn about the situation immediately and see the attack route of this Japanese army's sneak attack." Leng Feng ordered.

"yes."

Cheng Gang came back soon and brought a route map for the Japanese army to sneer as the 87th Division to attack the first battalion of the Cavalry Regiment.

"Look, this is their route, obviously coming to Hongmao Mountain, but how did it turn into a sneak attack cavalry battalion?"

"Will the identity be exposed in the middle of the journey? It is impossible to implement the original sneak attack plan, so the Japanese army changed the plan."

"There is only this explanation. If we can tell the situation at that time, we can judge it." Leng Feng said.

Just looking at the battle report sometimes you can’t see anything at all.

In Leng Feng's memory, the Japanese army did not take down Hongmao Mountain, but instead looked for the next breakthrough. The Tiger Cave Highland was the next breakthrough selected by the Japanese army.

If the Japanese army wants to enter Nanjing, they must take down the position of Zijin Mountain (Zhongshan), because this is the commanding height of Nanjing, and its geographical location is very important.

If the artillery position is set on Zijin Mountain, it can directly threaten the safety of the Ninghang Highway. This important highway entering and leaving Nanjing is also the lifeline of the Japanese army's supply.

Therefore, the Japanese army will take down Purple Mountain no matter what.

The garrison of Zijin Mountain is the teaching team. This unit is well-equipped and well-trained. Moreover, their base is here and they are extremely familiar with the terrain.

Defeating or destroying this army will inevitably hit the morale of the national army heavily and will be extremely beneficial to attack Nanjing.

"Cheng Gang, tomorrow morning, except for one row, the guard squad and the heavy machine gun squad, then leave me a mortar with no less than twenty shells, and all the others will withdraw from the 151 Highlands." Leng Feng ordered.

“Removal?”

"Yes, withdraw, I will turn the 151 Highland into the tomb of the Japanese army." Leng Feng's eyes were filled with a cold and cold light.

Cheng Gang was shocked and he personally participated in the burial of explosives. How could he not know that he was sitting on a huge powder barrel at this moment?

As long as the Lieutenant Wu Xiaoyun touched his finger, the entire 151 Highland would instantly take a dirt plane to the sky.

Cheng Gang admired Leng Feng a little, and only he dared to think about it. If someone else had no courage to do this.

"Do you know about Luoyingzuo?"

"Of course Luo knows it, but others don't know it yet." Leng Feng smiled and explained.

Cheng Gang swallowed his saliva unnaturally. Has the two of them colluded in private?

What rhythm is this?

"yes."

"Execute the order and keep the idea confidential. Leave half of the light and heavy weapons in the entire company, one-third of the ammunition, and all other supplies are evacuated. Time at pm."

"Part 2 Leng, where will we withdraw?"

"Retract the 230th Highland and when you get there, you will be the reserve team for the entire battalion." Leng Feng explained.

"clear."

"Go and prepare and transfer the orders to the squads."

This is not the first time Leng Feng has served as a commander, but this time is extraordinary. This is the first time he has come to this era and commands a company and a battle of more than 100 people.

Before I was completely familiar with the company, I was still worried about it in a hurry.

The details of the retreat were repeatedly considered, preparations before retreat, routes, and responses to emergencies, etc.

But he enjoyed this process very much, because only in this way can he find his own position and his own life value.

He also needs to overcome some problems in which fusion is adaptation. If it weren't for an excuse for "accidental loss", some of his minor problems would be suspected.

Some things cannot be changed in a short time, and even if you have been trained before, they may not be able to fully match this era.

What worried Leng Feng the most was that Leng Feng was still a child of a noble family. Xie Chengrui, the leader of the Second Regiment, handed him a letter sent from his hometown Wenzhou. The owner of the letter was Leng Feng's father Leng Haoran.

The letter was sent a month ago. At that time, "Leng Feng" was still in the Battle of Shanghai and could not receive it at all.

Leng Feng took out the letter from his pocket, feeling a little timid.

Looking at the six big words "Leng Feng and Wu Er Kiss" on the envelope, he felt that he had done something particularly "shameless".

The other person's son is dead, but he has replaced him. How should he face Leng Feng's parents and relatives?

There are some problems that cannot be avoided. Although Leng Feng took the letter from Xie Chengrui, he kept it in his pocket and did not open it.

First of all, he had an instinctive avoidance, and he had no time to calm down and think about this issue.

I kept it in my hand several times, but I didn’t know if I should open the letter now and see what was written in it?

Dongdong...

"Come in." Leng Feng is the highest commander of the 151 Highlands, and he is different from ordinary soldiers. He has a single room next to the command post, which is simply isolated by wooden boards.

Although the conditions are simple, they are much better than other officers and soldiers.

"Wu Xiaoyun, why are you here?" Leng Feng looked up in surprise and saw Wu Xiaoyun walking in with a quilt.

Wu Xiaoyun pointed at Leng Feng's simple bed, pointed at himself again, and blinked.

"You want to sleep in my bed?" Leng Feng understood. Wu Xiaoyun was coming to occupy his nest.

Wu Xiaoyun nodded, his expression still was so cold.
To be continued...