Dong Limao probably knew about the buildings near the church, fighting during the day and for street fighting for rescue, and could only rely on these buildings as cover. At the same time, the enemy could also use them as cover, which was more beneficial to the guardian side. If the attacking side could not find the best breakthrough in a short period of time, small-scale street fighting would likely turn into a lasting battle, and would even create the illusion that the surrounded British army wanted to break through from this direction. In that case, it would be very likely to attract a large number of Japanese troops, armored vehicles, and even artillery attacks.

Although Dong Limao was just a poor student who failed the college entrance examination twice, and he did not understand military affairs or strategies, he was tired of playing the exciting hostage-saving game, which gave him a place to use his skills at this time. He thought for a while and called several platoon leaders to his side.

"The Wang family is precious!"

"Here!" Wang Jiagui agreed crisply.

"You lead the sniper squad and take the lead in finding a few taller houses on the periphery of the Japanese army opposite the church as sniper strongholds, responsible for protecting and clearing out those Japanese strongholds that pose a major threat to our side. Remember, you must persist until I rescue all the people in the church and retreat to the safe area of ​​the British defensive line before you can evacuate."

"Yes!" Wang Jiagui received the order.

"Gou Hao." Dong Limao shouted.

"Here!" Gou Hao replied with his head raised.

"You lead a squad of the assault squad of the sharp knife platoon. Under the cover of Wang Jiagui, you can occupy the Japanese mortar position on the roof of the right side of the church as fast as possible. It is best to bring a soldier who can use mortars. After occupying, use the Japanese mortars to fire the shells to the front and side defense lines of the Japanese army, disrupting their position until the shells are fired, and then go downstairs to block the Japanese reinforcements on the right side of the church. You must stick to it until everyone in the church evacuates safely before leaving."

"Yes!" Gou Hao replied loudly.

"Zhang Dali." Dong Limao shouted again.

"Here!" Zhang Dali's voice was already very loud, and he thrust his chest and replied loudly.

"Your machine gun platoon, after Gou Hao occupied the roof of the Japanese mortar tower, attacked from the front of the church and used buildings as bunkers, but was not allowed to rush into the church, nor did he assault on the left and right sides. He was only responsible for attracting the Japanese to hit your guns, creating the illusion that the Japanese thought the surrounded British army was going to break through. The firepower was as strong as possible. You had the help of the British army behind you, and you could only evacuate after the rescue of the church."

"Yes!" Zhang Dali accepted the order.

"Zhao Yong." Dong Limao glanced at Zhao Yong beside him.

"Here!" Although Zhao Yong's voice was very low, he was very determined.

"You lead two squads of the main attack platoon, responsible for blocking the left-wing Japanese counterattack on the church and the front. The pressure here will be great. What you have to face is the Japanese army's subsequent reinforcements. Because this is an occupied area of ​​the Japanese army, it is necessary to ensure that the Japanese are not allowed to get close to the church within half an hour. Remember, you only need to hold on for half an hour. No matter what, you must withdraw from the battle and return to the British defense line. Is there any problem?"

"No problem, I guarantee that the Japanese will not be allowed to get closer to the church within half an hour!" Zhao Yong replied

"Deputy Company Commander Zhu." Dong Limao only calls out the title of Zhu Yongsheng when he assigns the mission.

"Here!" Zhu Yongsheng squirted out a puff of cigarette and replied.

"You lead another assault squad of the sharp knife platoon, ambushed in the woods behind the church, and cover me. After I break through and rescue people from the inside, if a devil comes around from the opposite side of the woods, you must be responsible for preventing them from entering the woods and ensuring that everyone evacuates safely before retreating."

"Yes!" Zhu Yongsheng threw the cigarette butt on the ground and replied.

"I led a squad of the main attack platoon in the prime attack. After the battle started on the outside, the translator and the guided person joined me. The battle started on time at 8 o'clock. In order not to let too many Japanese troops gather near the church, the British army would not have any heavy weapons and armored vehicles to cooperate with us in this rescue battle, and they could only rely on myself."

Pan Guangzu and Hu San were not named, and they came up to ask, "Company Commander, are we rushing into the church with you?"

Dong Limao stood up, looked at the youngest Hu San, and then Pan Guangzu, who was as fat as a pig, and said with a smile: "You two and the injured brothers are responsible for preparing a sumptuous lunch for us here, and have a good meal when we return successfully."

What else Hu San wanted to say, Pan Guangzu pulled him aside.

Dong Limao glanced at the people around him one by one and thought to himself: Maybe a few of these familiar faces will disappear forever in front of me.

At this time, a truck drove towards them. Dong Limao knew that the supply truck provided by the British army had arrived, so he told everyone:

"Everyone prepare separately. The British army has sent us supplies and try to bring enough ammunition."

Zhu Yongsheng pulled Dong Limao aside and said, "Brother Jiacheng, let me do the task of breaking through. You are responsible for the cover, and you are indispensable to the spy."

Dong Limao knew what Zhu Yongsheng meant, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, don't worry, I can't die!"

"Jiacheng..." Zhu Yongsheng wanted to persuade Dong Limao again.

"Stop talking, brother, I understand what you mean, I really can't die." Dong Limao refused to let Zhu Yongsheng say it, because he knew that he would not die, but he was worried about Zhu Yongsheng. This feeling suddenly appeared. He didn't know why, and he always had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Jiacheng, I heard from my brothers that you always like to say that you can't die in front of them. This is not like your past style." Zhu Yongsheng whispered to Dong Limao and said.

"I came back from the King of Hell. It was told by the King of Hell. He said to me, 'You have survived this time, and you will have at least two years of life. You will not die within two years!', haha... so I will not die." Dong Limao pretended to be mysterious and told Shu Yongsheng that his idea was to make this elder brother who cared about him and loved his brothers feel at ease.

"Don't talk nonsense to me about the King of Hell. That old thing is a dead ghost. What you say is a nonsense. There is no immortality in the battle. If you want to die, there is only one way, that is, stay away from war." Zhu Yongsheng glared at Dong Limao, and at the end he pressed his voice down very low.

"Yes, if you can't die, you can only stay away from war, but can we be separated? The Japanese devils disagree, so we fight with them by death. On the battlefield, no matter whether they are enemies or me, everyone wants to survive, but in the end, only those who are willing to fight will win the final victory! We must not only protect our lives, but also fight with the Japanese devils. The so-called principle of the brave men who fight against the two armies, brother, you should know better than me." Dong Limao patted Zhu Yongsheng's shoulder and said something he was not what he wanted to say: "If I really die one day, you have to shoulder the burden of bringing your brothers back to the country safely."

The last sentence was said, which shocked Dong Limao. It seemed that there was another person in his body that was dominating him. Is this the kind of soul possession that people often say? Is it the soul of great-grandfather attached to him?

"Before the battle, don't say such unlucky words! Didn't you say you can't die? I believe that you, Brother Jiacheng, cannot die!" Zhu Yongsheng punched Dong Limao in the chest and said with a smile: "You will go and come back alive like every battle in the past."

Dong Limao opened his arms and hugged Zhu Yongsheng, as if he was making his last farewell with him.

"Don't do this, Jiacheng, brothers are watching. How can two big men hug each other?" Zhu Yongsheng pushed Dong Limao away and said.
Chapter completed!