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Under the repeated persuasion of Lin Feng and Li Hua, Zhao Gang's heart gradually wavered. He knew deep down that he could no longer see a future within the Kuomintang Army, and the sincerity and care shown by the Communist Party made him feel a warmth he hadn't experienced in a long time. After a fierce internal struggle, Zhao Gang finally made up his mind to completely switch sides and serve the Communist Party.
"Brother Lin, Brother Li, I've thought it over. I am willing to join you! From now on, my life belongs to the organization. Whatever you say, I will do!" Zhao Gang's eyes were resolute, and his tone was firm, as if he had just made the most important decision of his life.
Lin Feng and Li Hua were overjoyed upon hearing this. They tightly grasped Zhao Gang's hands and excitedly said, "Welcome to our ranks, Comrade Zhao Gang! From now on, you are one of us in our revolutionary family. We have more important tasks for you; you need to gather as much core intelligence as possible to contribute to the victory of the Base of Resistance."
Zhao Gang nodded solemnly. "Rest assured, I will not let the organization down!"
In the following days, Zhao Gang actively collected intelligence using his position within the Kuomintang Army. He seized every opportunity to approach senior officers, participate in important meetings, and meticulously record everything he saw and heard, which he later transmitted through secret channels to Lin Feng. Meanwhile, Lin Feng and Li Hua closely coordinated with Zhao Gang's actions at the Base of Resistance, providing him with necessary support and cover to ensure his safety.
As Zhao Gang continuously sent out intelligence, the Base of Resistance became well aware of every move made by the Kuomintang Army and prepared for various responses in advance. In this smoke-free war of intelligence, Zhao Gang's defection became a crucial turning point that added a brilliant hue to the dawn of victory for the American side.
On the eve of battle, the intelligence that Zhao Gang desperately delivered was like a heavy bombshell that stirred up tremendous waves at the Base of Resistance. The information detailed the Kuomintang's meticulous plan to launch an all-out attack on the Base of Resistance, including precise timing for the assault, key attack points, and troop deployments—all laid bare.
The Base of Resistance instantly entered a state of maximum emergency; the atmosphere was so tense it felt like it could be squeezed for water. Although the people appeared frightened, their eyes reflected more determination and resolve. They understood that only by uniting could they protect their homeland. The soldiers were eager for battle, blood boiling with excitement as they vowed to fight fiercely against the enemy and defend every inch of their land.
The organization quickly issued a series of emergency mobilizations, with fortifying defensive positions as the top priority. Soldiers and civilians worked together tirelessly day and night at the front lines. Elders brought children along to transport wooden boards and materials from their homes to build temporary shelters for the soldiers; young men wielded shovels and hoes to dig trenches deeper and widen communication routes to strengthen their defenses for troop movements. Women skillfully wove burlap sacks filled with soil to create simple yet effective sandbag walls to block enemy fire.
At critical mountain passes and key points, engineers raced against time to lay mines. They carefully buried each mine underground and disguised them meticulously to ensure that enemies would find it hard to detect them. Simultaneously, they set up multiple obstacles using trees and barbed wire to block paths, turning the Kuomintang Army's advance into a thorny road.
The evacuation of civilians was also proceeding urgently alongside these preparations. Village leaders went door-to-door notifying residents to relocate deeper into the mountains. Children were arranged in the middle of lines escorted by young men; women carried simple bundles while supporting elders as they quietly followed along. To prevent enemy tracking, villagers tried their best not to leave traces along their way, burying their longing for home deep within their hearts so as not to trouble the Base of Resistance.
Preparing for a strategic counterattack was another crucial aspect of this deadly confrontation. Military commanders gathered around maps in the operations room, carefully studying and repeatedly simulating combat plans based on Zhao Gang's intelligence. They used flags of different colors to represent both enemy and friendly forces on maps while simulating various attack and defense scenarios in search of weaknesses in enemy lines to determine the most lethal counterattack strategies.
Lin Feng, a seasoned intelligence hero, was busier than ever at this moment. He understood that this battle was vital for the survival of the Base of Resistance; any oversight could lead to catastrophic consequences. Thus, he moved between various units coordinating combat arrangements based on his familiarity with terrain and troop capabilities.
At one Red Army position, Lin Feng found a commander and said gravely: "According to our intelligence, one of the enemy's attacking points is right here. You must strengthen your frontal defenses by setting up multiple firepower networks while utilizing terrain advantages to strike back hard at them. But also keep an elite reserve force ready for a flank attack at critical moments to disrupt their offensive rhythm." The commander nodded solemnly and immediately adjusted deployments according to Lin Feng's advice.
Arriving at Guerrilla Squad's camp, Lin Feng patted the captain on the shoulder: "Brothers are highly mobile; this is your chance to shine! You need to infiltrate behind enemy lines ahead of time; when they pour out in full force, cut off their supply lines and burn down their ammunition depots so they can't support each other." The guerrilla fighters responded in unison with excitement shining in their eyes.
In addition to tactical arrangements, boosting morale was also an important task for Lin Feng. He knew that high morale was a spiritual blade that could defeat enemies. Wherever he went, he engaged warmly with soldiers, recounting past victories at the Base of Resistance and sharing tales of comrades' bravery so everyone firmly believed that as long as they united as one, there was no difficulty they couldn't overcome.
"Comrades! The reactionaries from the Kuomintang think they can bully us into annihilation with one fell swoop! But they forget who we are fighting for! We fight for our families, for our fellow villagers, for every citizen on this land! Behind us is our home; there is no retreat—only forward courageously so that enemies know our strength!" Lin Feng's voice rang out passionately across camp like a shot of adrenaline injected into every soldier's heart.
In those final moments before battle on the eve of confrontation, military personnel and civilians at the Base of Resistance had made thorough preparations. Defensive positions stood firm as rock; civilian evacuations proceeded orderly; strategic counterattacks were poised for action; morale soared high into the clouds. Everyone quietly awaited that deadly showdown as if they were lions lurking in darkness readying themselves for dawn’s first light—prepared to unleash a devastating roar upon their enemies.
Dawn broke slowly over a battlefield still shrouded in night’s shadows when suddenly an all-out assault from the Kuomintang Army surged forth like an overwhelming tide. The deafening sounds of gunfire shattered morning tranquility as earth trembled under artillery fire.
Yet facing this formidable enemy wave, military personnel and civilians at the Base of Resistance showed no fear whatsoever. Thanks to meticulously reinforced defensive positions established beforehand, soldiers quickly took up fighting positions behind trenches, sandbag walls, and shelters readying themselves against fierce enemy retaliation. Gunfire intertwined amidst swirling smoke; flames erupted across what felt like hell on earth.
On the front line, Red Army forces fought tenaciously against overwhelming odds with precise marksmanship and ferocious firepower repeatedly repelling assaults from Kuomintang troops. Each time enemies drew near, soldiers shouted slogans while raising their rifles charging forth into hand-to-hand combat with knives drawn against foes. Blood stained their positions red but their spines remained straight without an ounce of retreat.
The Guerrilla Squad moved like phantoms, executing Lin Feng's earlier plan. They had infiltrated the enemy's rear, waiting for the perfect moment to strike at the supply lines. Suddenly, flames erupted into the sky as ammunition depots exploded, leaving the Kuomintang Army's reinforcements in disarray and causing panic among the frontline soldiers.
As the battle reached a fever pitch, Lin Feng understood that if they could strike at the heart of the enemy by destroying their command center, they could fundamentally change the tide of war. With a fierce gaze, he raised his arm and quickly rallied a death squad. "Comrades, follow me! We must not fail this time! For the Base of Resistance, for victory!" The members of the death squad responded in unison, their eyes filled with a resolute determination to face death.
They darted through the hail of gunfire like leopards, using the terrain and smoke as cover to skillfully evade the enemy's firepower, inching closer to the command center. Along the way, members fell one by one, but those who remained gritted their teeth and pressed on.
When the death squad finally broke through numerous obstacles and appeared at the enemy command center, panic ensued among the Kuomintang officers. Lin Feng led the charge inside, engaging in close combat with the enemy while his squad members opened fire. Chaos erupted within the command center.
Without leadership, the Kuomintang Army became like headless flies, thrown into disarray. Seizing the opportunity, the Red Army launched a full-scale counterattack on all fronts, advancing like a tidal wave. The Kuomintang Army retreated in defeat, ultimately collapsing and scattering in all directions.
This battle marked a significant strategic turning point for the Base of Resistance, transforming peril into safety. Lin Feng emerged as a heroic model for victory in the Anti-Japanese War due to his outstanding performance; his brave deeds were celebrated among both military personnel and civilians. Yet he did not rest on his laurels; after a brief respite, he plunged back into his duties, continuing to fight valiantly for liberation and stepping forward toward the dawn of national victory.
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