Bright Sword: Technology is the primary productive force in war

Chapter 249 Pre-War Planning

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Chen Yan returned to Heiyun Village. He dragged his tired body to open the door. At this time, Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang were guarding the house.

"Are you back?" Zhao Gang asked with concern, then poured Chen Yan a glass of water.

Chen Yan drank water guzzlingly until his stomach was full.

Seeing the two people staring at him intently, Chen Yan knew what they meant.

"Hey, stop looking at me like that. The commander-in-chief has already dealt with the matter. The matter in Shanghai will not be pursued anymore, and we will be rewarded for the matter of the arsenal.

By the way, the chief also agreed to Lao Li’s appointment as chief of staff.”

Upon hearing the news, they were also greatly surprised.

The commander-in-chief is usually so strict that everyone who sees him would tremble, but he is too partial to Chen Yan.

Chen Yan can’t be..., they don’t look alike!

Furthermore, judging from his age, the commander-in-chief should not have fully developed at that time, which is impossible.

Li Yunlong was in a state of mixed emotions and pretended to drink water to hide his expression, but he did not escape Chen Yan's sharp eyes.

"I say, Lao Li, what are you thinking about here?

By the way, why haven’t you left Black Cloud Village yet? Didn’t we agree that your people will go out and develop independently?

Upon hearing this, Li Yunlong kept complaining.

"Damn it, Chen'er, I'm just staying here for one more night, are you in such a hurry to chase me out?

Even if we two brothers are separating, you have to let me find a place to stay outside first.

Don't worry, it will only take two or three days, and if you want me to stay by then, I won't stay anymore."

"Okay, you can handle it yourself," Chen Yan pushed the bowl forward, "let's talk about business next."

"Today, the commander-in-chief analyzed the recent situation of the Japanese with me. In fact, the general content is exactly the same as what Lao Zhao said.

But when we were finally choosing our response, we had a fight.

We both analyzed that General Okamura Yasuji would soon take up his post in North China, and the actions taken by the Japanese army at this stage were just to test the strength of our army.

Therefore, the commander-in-chief believes that at this stage we should adopt the strategy of "using stillness to control movement". Even if the Japanese and puppet troops deliberately create friction, we should avoid it. Everything is done to hide our strength."

Zhao Gang came up to him nervously and asked, "So what did you say?"

"Of course I beat them," Chen Yan's eyes flashed with a gleam, "It's human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong. The more you endure, the more the enemy will become more aggressive. You have to beat them and make them hurt and scared, then they will know you are not easy to mess with."

"That's right! Chen'er is right, we must beat these bastards, and all the right to speak must be resorted to force," Li Yunlong said passionately, with murderous intent in his eyes.

Chen Yan knocked on the table and said, "Old Li, don't get excited. My superior doesn't agree with my idea, so the conversation ended unpleasantly."

He seemed to have aged a lot, and his eyes were full of fatigue.

"Oh, my head hurts. I really don't know how I should lead these soldiers in the future."

He looked out the window with some sadness, "Neiji Okamura doesn't have much time left for us."

Chen Yan was very clear about how much of a blow Ningci Gangcun's cage policy had dealt to the Eighth Route Army. If he did not respond now, he would have to passively take the beating later, and the team would have to pay a terrible price.

Of course he didn't want to see this scene, but his superiors disagreed with his idea.

At this time, Zhao Gang patted his shoulder and comforted him:

"Brothers, the Eighth Route Army is a chess game. The chess player is the commander-in-chief, and we are just pawns at best. It is our duty to carry out the instructions of our superiors."

Li Yunlong said nothing, with a grumbling face and a lifeless look.

"Chen'er, so what are your plans?" Li Yunlong finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

This sentence opened Chen Yan's heart. In fact, he had already had an idea when he came out of the headquarters, but he really couldn't make up his mind. Today, he has tens of thousands of soldiers under his command, and he is no longer a small regiment commander.

He rubbed his face with his hands and hesitated:

"I have already informed the leader of his thoughts. What do you mean by asking this, Old Li?"

"But...you know that this is not right, but you plan to be a good boy. Are you still Chen Yan?"

Li Yunlong became more and more excited as he spoke, and his hands slammed on the table.

"Do you know what the price of the troops' forbearance during this period is?

The enemy has begun to erode our base step by step. Although the scope is not large, many civilians have begun to suffer.

Do you have the heart to watch these ordinary people being tortured by the devils and living a hopeless life?"

Chen Yan sighed helplessly, "Let's put the overall situation first. This is a strategic shift. I believe our army will definitely fight back."

Hearing what Chen Yan said, Li Yunlong became even more furious and shouted at the top of his lungs:

Are you still the Chen Yan who took down ten artillery towers in one night to avenge the massacred villagers?

What is strategic shift? That’s what people say!

It would be fine if we didn't have the ability, but now our army is growing stronger and stronger, but we dare not fight against the enemy who is killing the Chinese people. Even if we fight back in the future, how can we face the people of Jiangdong?"

"Bang!" Chen Yan slammed the table in anger.

"Li Yunlong, if you are angry, why are you showing off to me? If you have the guts, go find the commander-in-chief."

Seeing the two people arguing with each other, Zhao Gang quickly tried to smooth things over.

"These are all internal conflicts. Don't let the enemies come before we start a bloody fight among our own people."

Zhao Gang paused, stole a glance at Chen Yan's expression, and continued:

"Chen'er, but I think what Lao Li said makes sense. It really makes me feel bad to see the people suffering."

Chen Yan kept a straight face and just kept smoking, twisting his body and deliberately not looking at the two people. The room was soon filled with smoke and fire.

"Mr. Chen, the higher your position, the smaller your courage becomes," Li Yunlong pointed at Chen Yan's nose and began to speak without restraint.

"You just said that this was the order of my superiors and asked me to talk to them. This is giving up.

I, Old Li, am just a rough guy. I don’t know if I am a superior or not, but I have been in the independent column for one day and I only recognize you, Chen Yan. Just give me a straight answer.”

At this time, Zhao Gang carefully pulled the corner of Li Yunlong's clothes.

"Old Li, please think before you speak. We are all members of the Eighth Route Army and we are only responsible for organization. What do you mean by recognizing only one person?"

"Get out of here, Lao Zhao, stop quibbling with me. I would still say this even if I go to the headquarters. The worst that can happen is that you will just shoot me. What else can you do?"

Zhao Gang closed his mouth, looking at himself in both amusements and tears.

Chen Yan thought about it again and again, and finally said:

"If you want to fight, then fight. I agree.

You two just touch each other's upper lips and say it lightly, but if something goes wrong, I will be the one to take the blame.

However, I have the final say on how and where to fight."

Li Yunlong's face immediately brightened up when he heard this, and he couldn't help but pat Chen Yan on the shoulder, causing Chen Yan to grimace in pain.

"Damn it, I've already agreed to fight you, can't you be gentler?"