Offer advice and flattery

Yang Bing glanced at Wei Xiong, then turned to look at the front line outside the city. It seemed that he did not have a good impression of Wei Xiong.

After Wei Xiong said something to the guards, he smiled and said to Zhang Hui: "The eldest lady is really a heroine. She braved the risk of Japanese air raids and walked up to the tower to inspect the battle situation. However, the Japanese bombardment is about to start again. Please

Miss, please go back to the air raid shelter in the city."

Zhang Huiyao cooed and said with a smile: "Uncle Wei, the battle at Dunwu Temple was no less tragic than today. My niece has experienced the artillery fire and aircraft bombing during the Xuzhou Battle." After that, she crossed her arms and crossed her arms from Zhang Shicheng.

He grabbed the telescope in his hand and looked at the Japanese positions outside the city.

Zhang Shicheng turned sideways and asked Wei Xiong: "What are the casualties? Are all regiments fully organized? Where are the ammunition gaps?"

Wei Xiong immediately stood up and saluted, became serious, and said: "Reporter, the Japanese artillery fire is really powerful! The three regiments outside the city fought very hard, with more than half of the casualties in all three, and they are not fully organized. Now, nearly half of each regiment has

The soldiers had no bullets, so they had to wait for the Japanese to get close and fight with them."

Zhang Shicheng's face darkened and his heart became heavy.

Then, Wei Xiong approached Zhang Shicheng again, lowered his voice, and said: "Well, Shangfeng said that if our troops hold on for one more day, reinforcements will arrive. However, this day and night has passed, and there is no news about the reinforcements? I guess, reinforcements and replenishing ammunition

It must be another piece of bullshit. To the Central Army, we are just a ragtag army, just like stepmothers."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shicheng pushed Wei Xiong away angrily and shouted with a straight face: "Chief of Staff, you are not an ordinary person, you are the Chief of Staff. How can you say such irresponsible things? Humph!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left angrily.

"Master's seat..." Wei Xiong waved and shouted, trotting after him in a panic, Yang Bing waved to Zheng Zeying.

Zheng Zeying led his guards to follow them closely.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The Japanese plane took off again, coming from far and near.

Yang Bing approached Zhang Hui with a solemn expression and whispered: "Miss, the Japanese plane is coming. Let's go back to the air raid shelter."

Zhang Hui put down the telescope, glared at Yang Bing, then turned and went downstairs.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Ahhhhh..."

As soon as Yang Bing and Zhang Hui stepped off the city wall, more than a dozen Japanese planes rushed over and dropped more than a dozen bombs.

There was a loud rumbling sound.

The west gate tower completely collapsed, and a dozen soldiers on the gate screamed, their flesh and blood flying everywhere. Several more buildings in the center of the city collapsed suddenly, with broken bricks and rubble flying everywhere, and smoke and dust billowing.

"You little devils, you guys are not animals raised by humans. Why are you bombing us civilians indiscriminately?"

"Dad, you died so miserably!"

"Mom, how could you leave my son like this? He hasn't even married yet!"

"Woooooooooo..."

Some residents in the city began to mourn again after losing their loved ones.

The officers and soldiers of the guard battalion responsible for the security and defense of the city were scurrying around amid the bombings from Japanese planes. The deputy division commander Zhu Jun, who was of medium height and had a big belly, was inspecting the casualties and defense situation in the city. As soon as he returned to the headquarters, he was frightened by the sound of bombings.

His face turned pale and he lay down under the desk.

"Commanders...commanders...you came from the former Northwest Army, are you so afraid of death?" Zhang Shicheng patted the dust on his cap, walked into the command room, and laughed at the troops.

Wei Xiong quickly reached over and helped Zhu Jun out from under the desk.

The soldiers looked horrified and said tremblingly: "I'm sorry! Sir, you are not at the headquarters. I am really scared because of your humble position."

"Hahaha..." Zhang Shicheng laughed when he heard this. He felt very uncomfortable, but he had nothing to do with the troops.

Because what the soldiers said was also flattering.

Zhang Shicheng's division, as Wei Xiong said, is a miscellaneous army. It was transferred from various divisions with incomplete structures after the second phase of training. Most of the Sichuan army brothers he originally led were in the battle of Songhu and Xuzhou.

He lost his life in the battle and other battles. Even the deputy division commander Zhujun and the chief of staff Wei Xiong were appointed by other troops before the winter offensive.

Wei Xiong wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh, so he turned around, picked up a stick, pointed at the military map hanging on the wall, and said: "Master, when I went out of the city to inspect armaments and casualties, I inspected the Japanese artillery positions. If

Our army can send a surprise force to raid the Japanese artillery positions and blow up the Japanese artillery fire. At least our army will not be completely destroyed before reinforcements arrive."

After saying that, he put down his stick and pointed his finger at a small location on Longshan Mountain on the map.

"But, are there still Japanese plane bombings?" The troops were still trembling with fear and worry.

"After all, plane bombing is not as accurate as the Japanese artillery strikes." Zhang Shicheng replied, walked closer to the wall, walked closer to the map, leaned down and looked at the point Wei Xiong pointed, then straightened up and said: "I agree with the surprise attack on the Japanese

For the artillery position, just transfer a company from the guard camp."

Wei Xiong said anxiously: "No, Master. After being bombed by Japanese planes day and night and morning after morning, the guard camp has suffered a lot of casualties. It still has to take on the responsibility of public security, defense and logistics supply in the city, as well as prevention of looting and epidemic prevention...

Therefore, my humble suggestion is to send...send..."

After talking about it later, Wei Xiong was a little trembling again, his voice was trembling, and he hesitated to speak.

"Hey, if you have something to say, say it, and if you have a fart, let it go. Chief of Staff Wei, you and I have been getting along for more than a month. Am I, Zhang Shicheng, so scary?" Upon seeing this, Zhang Shicheng got angry and scolded Wei Xiong.

"Oh... It's not scary... It's not scary. The teacher is very approachable. I am humble in this position because I want to... I want to propose that Adjutant Yang lead the guards to attack the Japanese artillery positions." Wei Xiong wiped the sweat from his forehead, but his big mouth still remained.

It's stuttering.

"No! You can't send anyone but my father's bodyguards." Hearing this, Zhang Hui, who had just come in with Yang Bing, shouted angrily and slapped the table with a "snap".

Wei Xiong's face turned pale and he was very uneasy.

"Hui'er, shut up!" Zhang Shicheng shouted to stop Zhang Hui.

Zhang Hui stuck out her tongue and fell silent.

Yang Bing approached Zhang Shicheng, stood at attention and saluted, and said: "Sir, I am humble enough to transfer a squad of soldiers from the guard camp to destroy the Japanese artillery positions."

Zhang Hui's eyes lit up.

Wei Xiong immediately became energetic.

The troops looked at Yang Bing blankly.

"Well, just now, before I returned to the headquarters, I heard the guard battalion commander He Jian say that the guard battalion suffered casualties in the bombing by Japanese planes, including one company of soldiers. The organization is no longer complete. Dragon City is so big, so many people died.

We need to be on guard, we need to prevent epidemics

, to prevent looting...I'm afraid...it won't work even if you take a single shift. Forget it, you can lead the guards and pay attention to safety." Zhang Shicheng sighed, analyzed the situation, and made up his mind to let Yang Bing lead the guards to sneak attack on the Japanese.

artillery positions.

After that, he took out his golden revolver from his waist, handed it to Yang Bing, and said: "Take my gun. When you come back, you stay outside the city to supervise the battle. See the gun as if you are a person. The regiment outside the city

The commander, battalion commander, and company commander are all from my original Ax Gang. When they see you holding this gun of mine, they will definitely obey your orders. Go ahead and use your skills."
Chapter completed!