However, Lu Zheng also listened to Cao Xinghua's suggestion.

One good thing about Lu Zheng is that even though his previous career was not glorious.

But in the ancient Chinese tradition, any industry must be ranked based on seniority, even if this profession is "stealed" by Jiang Yang.

If you have a teacher, you will be ranked. Having a ranking means that you are orthodox in this industry.

Although this seems like a joke, it also clearly defines a hierarchy.

This inheritance has been with Lu Zheng throughout his life. Lu Zheng came to the First Military Division relatively late. Although his relationship with Zhao Zhiguo is unusual, this inheritance that accompanies him makes Lu Zheng always think of himself as a junior.

You should ask for advice humbly.

No matter whether he was quarreling with Cao Xinghua or not, he was uncomfortable with what Cao Xinghua said.

But he never ignores Cao Xinghua's suggestions.

Lu Zheng finally stopped staring at the Japanese troops and jumped into the trench.

"Did you hear that, Battalion Commander Cao said that we are going to lay mines and cook a good meal for the little devils tomorrow morning so that they are full before going to meet their gods?" Lu Zheng said to the soldiers around him.

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As for what gods the Japanese soldiers worshiped, Lu Zheng was not interested, but what he was most interested in was sending the little devils to meet their gods.

"Commander Lu, just ask if you can use the space in our spy camp." Cao Xinghua said.

In Area 5, Lu Zheng's regiment and the spy camp were integrated.

"Don't expect to have such good luck and kill the Japanese commander again." Lu Zheng said, "The commander has given an order not to allow us to take the initiative to attack."

"The commander gave you an order, not to our special agent battalion." Cao Xinghua said.

"Tell this to the commander and the political commissar. Even though you and the commander are like brothers, I dare say they will still dare to kick your ass."

"Commander, does he like kicking other people's butts so much?" Cao Xinghua asked.

"It's not good to talk about the commander behind his back." Lu Zheng said, "It would be great if we had a few cannons on our position, with a caliber of more than 70 millimeters."

"Don't expect too much. Our commander and political commissar bought all our bullets here and there. The most they can do is get us some mortar shells."

Everything in the First Military Division is currently good, except that it lacks all kinds of combat materials.

The kid on the east side was blocking the way, and Mr. Yan on the west side didn't like Zhao Zhiguo.

As for military-related materials, it is more difficult to enter the First Military Division than Monk Tang’s Journey to the West.

The only person who can provide supplies to Zhao Zhiguo is Master Zhang.

The material situation of the Northwest Army is even worse than that of the First Army Division.

Asking Mr. Zhang to buy supplies for them is equivalent to handing a large sum of money to a beggar.

Fortunately, Mr. Zhang was kind and loyal. If it had been anyone else, it is estimated that half of the money Zhao Zhiguo and the others had spent would have been lost by greed.

"This battle is interesting to fight, but the supply of supplies is insufficient, which makes people very unhappy."

If there are enough supplies and the artillery regiment provides them with artillery support, Lu Zheng is guaranteed to beat the little Japanese until they can't hold their heads up.

"All the supplies are being supplied to us, and the headquarters only has a small amount of supplies left to cope with changes in the war situation," Cao Xinghua said.

"Where did you get this news? Why didn't I hear about it?"

"Deputy Commander Gao's brigade is on standby behind us. This already explains a lot."

Zhao Zhiguo never deployed his troops just to show off.

"I didn't expect you to think a lot."

Lu Zheng glanced at Cao Xinghua. Although he didn't know whether Cao Xinghua's analysis was correct, it still made some sense.

"After all, I have also been a teacher, although I was a teacher who was ignored by others." Cao Xinghua said.

"That's right. In terms of military rank and position, our commander is not as good as you." Lu Zheng said, "How does it feel to be a division commander? Are you very proud of yourself?"

"What do you think?" Cao Xinghua smiled bitterly.

When he was a division commander at the airport, his biggest worry every day was whether the deputy division commander would kill him so that he could legitimately take over the position of division commander.

"If it were good, you wouldn't come to the First Military Division."

"At least you don't have to be suspicious of others in the First Military Division. This is a treatment you don't get anywhere."

Zhao Zhiguo used his body to block the wind and rain from the outside world. As soldiers, they only need to focus on fighting the battle successfully.

"Let's have a good fight. We won't have such a good opportunity to fight against the Japs elsewhere." Lu Zheng said.

The setting sun falls into the embrace of the mountains, and among the mountains, thousands of birds return to the woods.

Under the still night sky, the soldiers took out their positions and planned to lay mines.

However, there were not many landmines left. If they wanted to cause huge damage to the Japanese army, it would be difficult to do it with just the few landmines in their hands.

"How about adding explosives under the mines? Once exploded, a bunch of little devils can be killed."

What they want is to cause huge damage to the Japanese army, and they can use any means.

"This is a good idea, and we can bury a few more explosive packets. The mines will explode, ignite the explosive packets, and dozens of kilograms of explosives will explode nearby. It is no less powerful than the aerial bombs of the little devils."

Four or five explosives were buried together. If they exploded, the little devil would be half dead and half stunned.

The soldiers did what they said and scattered almost all the explosive bags they had with the mines, just waiting for the Japanese army to launch an attack tomorrow.

At night, Zhao Zhiguo put aside the documents he had processed, picked up a book at random and started reading under the oil lamp.

Reading seems to have become Zhao Zhiguo's only pastime at night.

He had never read so many books before, but now that the war has begun, Zhao Zhiguo likes reading more and more.

Titles he has heard of, books he has never heard of, books he has borrowed or bought have all become Zhao Zhiguo's collection.

"Are you reading again?" Matthew asked.

"I heard that many of our ancient books were snatched back to their homeland by the little devils, including a large amount of Chinese classical music, which is very elegant. It is a pity that we or our descendants will never hear the music left by the ancients again.

The sound of Mi Mi."

The Japanese army stole too many things from China, and gold, silver and jewelry were the least valuable things.

"Yes, I've also heard that after the little devils sorted the books, they shipped them back ship by ship. If the Forbidden City and the Great Wall hadn't been unable to move them, I'm afraid they would have been in the little devils' homeland by now."

There are many things that Zhao Zhiguo and others cannot change, so they can only sigh with regret.

"So I want to read more books, because I am afraid that every book will be destroyed in the war and I will never have the chance to read it again."

The occurrence of such a large-scale war in this ancient civilized country is really a loss for the entire civilization.

"Furthermore, I should study more. Our troops will become stronger and stronger. If I stop moving forward, it means that the development of our First Military Division has reached its peak."

The commander can decide how far a unit can go.
Chapter completed!