"Yo Xi!"

"cheers!"

On a certain cruiser, several naval officers quietly toasted to celebrate.

Army Red Deer was killed and a brigade commander was also a member of the so-called saber group. Such fun is rare and must be celebrated.

That Shotaro Murakami died at the right time!

There is no market for sake or anything like that in the navy. If the navy wants to drink, they drink red wine.

Red wine and steak, this is the exclusive benefit of the Navy. The Army Red Deer will never have it in their lifetime.

"Who is that Zhang Yong?"

"Who the hell is he? It's best to beat Matsui Iwane to death too!"

"Yo Xi! What you think is what I think!"

"Baga! Our navy has become a tool of the army. We are asked to help with transportation and escort all day long, but we get no benefits!"

"Yes! The Army Red Deer are so bad! Next time, try to drown them in the sea."

"I heard that there may be a big action next month. Maybe..."

"A few must be drowned."

"Chelsea!"

"Chelsea!"

The warship is full of cheerful air.

…

On the battlefield, gunshots were heard intermittently.

The fierce fighting gradually ceased.

Most of the Japanese invaders have been wiped out, leaving only a few who are still resisting.

South of the Huangpu River, there is no danger to defend. It is a smooth river. Both the national army and the Japanese invaders will be treated equally. No matter who is surrounded, the end will be tragic.

The Japanese invaders once launched an onboard charge in an attempt to break through. They broke out frantically to the east.

Indeed, the fighting was once very fierce.

The Japanese invaders' lifeless attacks. Extraordinary bravery. Continuous, like a tide.

In the darkness, the Japanese invaders pressed forward so heavily that it really made people's scalp numb. The bright bayonets shone coldly in the darkness.

The defense line of the Sichuan Army's 145th Division was once shaky.

Without those 12.7 mm large-caliber machine guns, the Japanese invaders would indeed have succeeded.

However……

When large-caliber machine guns sweep across...

"Tu tu tu tu..."

"Tu tu tu tu..."

No matter how cruel the Japanese invaders were, they would only be torn into pieces.

The lethality and penetrating power of large-caliber machine guns are definitely not comparable to those of 7.92mm light machine guns or heavy machine guns.

The Japanese invaders rushing up in rows were simply the best targets. They were penetrated directly.

Any bullet can penetrate several people.

"Tu tu tu tu..."

"Tu tu tu tu..."

Large caliber machine gun frontal fire. Side fire.

Crossfire. Layered firepower. Skillful switching.

Facts have proved that it is not that the Chinese soldiers have no fighting skills. It is that they do not have suitable weapons.

You give them a 12.7mm machine gun and then match it with sufficient ammunition. They can do whatever they want. No matter how crazy the Japanese invaders are, not a single one of them can even think of charging up.

Zhang Yong has nothing to do with him at all.

He just stood behind and watched the fun.

Or send it to Moments...

But there is nothing to post.

It's a bit embarrassing to wipe out more than 2,000 Japanese invaders and post it on WeChat Moments.

It's not a big deal. It can't be put on the stage.

Suddenly, the radar map reminded that there were a large number of white dots approaching to the west. They all had weapons marks.

It should be the National Army's own team. I'm curious. Who is it?

Soon after, someone came to report.

"Commissioner, the commander is here."

"who?"

"Commander."

"What name?"

Zhang Yong did not react.

Division seat, military seat, commander-in-chief. He knows.

Commander, that’s a tough name to call, who is it?

To put it simply, wouldn't it be better to call him Commander?

"He is the commander-in-chief of our right-wing corps! His surname is also Zhang, commander-in-chief Zhang!"

"oh……"

Only then did Zhang Yong react.

So you are talking about Zhang Fakui! Commander...

Well, the names of the national army are indeed a set. There are many professional terms.

Something like Jun Zuo. I don’t know where it came from.

Even the group leader can call the group leader.

Others call Chu Yunfei Tuanzuo...

It's just that he, Zhang Yong, doesn't seem to have such an honorific title. He can't even carry the word "seat".

Too sloppy...

Next time I will get a more domineering official position.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

The sound of horse hooves is like thunder.

Zhang Fakui is here.

"Hello, sir!"

Zhang Yong politely took the lead in saying hello.

No salute.

Strictly speaking, he is not a regular soldier.

At least, not in the Army.

Moreover, he was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, not a military uniform. It was a bit different.

"Young dragon!"

Zhang Fakui smiled very well and looked relaxed.

This was the first time he saw Zhang Yong. He was indeed a very attractive young man.

If you want to say that you have a pretty face, that's definitely not true. You don't need to have a pretty face on the battlefield. You need to be calm and resolute.

It just so happens that Zhang Yong fits this point very well. He is young but calm.

It has nothing to do with clear telegrams.

"Sir's love..."

"We are all a family, so you don't have to be polite."
To be continued...