The weapons and equipment are changing, and of course the tactics must change.

In the past few years, the experience of countless ancestors has told us that fixed thoughts are the reasons why the country is comfortable.

If the troops were fully equipped with tanks, they also used old tactics to fight, and they harmed their own soldiers.

In this war, they have sacrificed a lot of people, and they can no longer use the life of soldiers to exchange for the experience of commander progress.

"Commander, do you want the entire army to mobilize this matter?" Qin Dong asked.

Qin Dongsheng was born in a military academy. After war, he washed the leadership, and he was not imperial. Whether it was in command ability or ideological progress, he was already the first of the six major brigades in the first military division.

"We can't equip so many tanks in a short time!" Zhao Zhiguo said.

Zhao Zhiguo wanted to install a tank and armored vehicle of more than a dozen brigades, and the conditions were not allowed.

And Zhao Zhiguo must take into account the development of other Eighth Route Army forces.

If the first army is developed into a all -mechanized unit, the Japanese army will definitely abandon the Southern battlefield. The hundreds of thousands of Japanese troops in the southern battlefield will be transferred to the Kanto Army stationed in the four East provinces and destroy the first army division.

The Central Army will definitely not restrain the Japanese army, because the Central Army does not allow the first army to divide the presence of the first army on the realm of Huaxia.

Secondly, the development of the army needs to be gradual.

There is nothing to eat into fat people. The first army partition is fully developed to mechanized mechanization, nor is it overnight.

"Is the first three brigades?"

"Yes, it may also include direct troops directly under the headquarters of special agents, reconnaissance camps."

Zhao Zhiguo thought overnight last night, and the mechanized development of the first army division was by no means an overnight.

Even the mechanized development of the entire Eighth Route Army must come step by step, instead of being equipped with tanks at once, and let the commander direct the charge.

"I will hold a mobilization meeting." Qin Dongsheng said.

The command of the mechanized force is not as simple as Qin Dongsheng learns alone. From the head of the brigade to the leader, and even the soldiers at the grassroots level, they must be familiar with the rhythm of the new troops.

Of course, the commander should do a good job.

"You are okay here, it is estimated that Takakura and my brother are two old stubborn." Zhao Zhiguo sighed.

"I don't think it is necessary?"

"Takakura and my brother, the officers from the old warlord, like to follow the old set of methods when fighting. Now it is a new system. The two of them must be slower than you."

"Commander, Takakura and Brother Zhao's battlefield are experienced and have a good response than me. As long as they give them two opportunities, they must improve faster than me."

"You don't need to be humble in front of me. In our first army division, I think the two most promising commanders, one is you, and the other is Tian Kezhi." Zhao Zhiguo said.

"Commander, the prize!"

Trenches, winding twists and turns, not in a type, every section, there will be a folding angle.

There is a small road at the end of the trenches. The path is very secretive and can be directly connected to the river.

"The first long, the time is not too early." Yao Pengju reminded.

It has been two hours to come to the position, and the chief of staff can not walk the entire position.

"I haven't stayed at the forefront for a long time, or this familiar smell of gunpowder." Said chief of staff.

"A troops asked the Chief of Staff to keep the position at the front, which was not a good thing." Yao Pengju said.

Chief of Staff smiled: "Are you working hard with me?"

"The security of the guards is really not a relaxed thing." Yao Peng said to the truth.

"Do you mean that I will come less in the future?"

"No, no, of course I don't mean that, if we are absolutely safe, we still welcome the heads to come."

"Hahaha, I'm joking with you." The chief of staff said, "I also know that the difficulties of the guard forces are suffering from losses. I am afraid that I will have a loss. Seeing me like a blue and white porcelain holding in my hand, I'm afraid I will stab

Touch. "

Yao Peng laughed awkwardly, and the chief of staff did say his mind.

"But I can't help but come. They are the Eighth Route soldiers and my soldiers. I have to look at my soldiers and let my soldiers look at me." The chief of staff said.

From joining the army to sacrifice, many soldiers do not know what their heads look like. Sometimes a certain head is the person they admire.

Zhao Zhiguo does not want the chief of staff to spend the night on the position.

About two kilometers after the line of defense, there is a village, and the village has become the temporary station in the field hospital.

Letter, some materials are also transferred in this village.

Qin Dongsheng arranged for someone to clean up a clean room. The Chief of General Staff lived here for one night, but a few of Zhao Zhiguo also crowded into the room.

"It's been so lively for a long time!" Chief of Staff said happily, "There is no such treatment in the headquarters."

"Chief, you, our commander said at night." Yao Pengju said.

Zhao Zhiguo glanced at Yao Pengju: "You go to sleep first, I still have something to think about."

"Zhao Zhiguo, you don't need to be too stressful, it really doesn't work, it can be postponed for a few days." Said the chief of staff.

Zhao Zhiguo smiled: "This matter is very important. If you don’t know clearly, you can't sleep."

This is a major event. Perhaps the future development of the Eighth Route Army will change because of him.

In the face of such important things, Zhao Zhiguo didn't want to have any mistakes to laid hidden dangers for the future.

The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

That night, Chief of Staff, Yao Pengju, the head of the platoon, and the soldiers were crowded in the room.

As a quilt, the earth is a bed, which is normal for soldiers.

Zhao Zhiguo did not have the elegant love of "three people". Under the candlelight, he was holding a nest that had already been unmoved, and saw a little bit of scum pouring into his mouth to avoid falling asleep himself.

I don't know when, Chief Staff sat over.

"Chief, you haven't slept yet!" Zhao Zhiguo stood up.

Chief of Staff quickly held Zhao Zhiguo and asked Zhao Zhiguo to sit down: "What is this?"

"Wo Tou, I don't smoke, so I have to find something to refresh."

Everyone's way of relieve stress is different. If Zhao Zhiguo smokes, at this time, the room must be smoky, and the cigarette head is full.

"Stress?"

"A word I wrote may decide the future development direction of the Eighth Route Army. It is impossible to be under pressure." Zhao Zhiguo smiled bitterly.

"The boat in the storm, the talents at the helm are the key to saving the entire boatman." The chief of staff said, "Do you understand what I mean?"

"The head of the head, you are the helm, I am at most a sailor with a little thought." Zhao Zhiguo dare not be arrogant and compared with the chief of staff.

"There are a lot of people who fight in the army, but there are not many people who can decide where to go."
Chapter completed!