Liu Ying said it easily, but she forgot to dust the dirt on her knees.
Yan Wushuang saw it and sneered inwardly.
But on the surface, she pretended to sigh and said: "The current party-state is really unfair. Some generals who have worked hard and have great achievements are not allowed to be reused, but some direct descendants, second-generation ancestors, are high-ranking officials who have to ride horses!"
When Liu Ying heard this, she glanced up and asked, "What do you mean by this?"
"Hmph!"
Yan Wushuang sneered twice, and then said: "Mr. Liu, I'm afraid you don't know yet! That Dragon Boat Festival is the commander of the independent regiment of the Eighty-eighth Division, the direct descendant of our Chairman. And I also heard that this Dragon Boat Festival
Hahaha, he is..."
Yan Wushuang smiled, but did not fully explain.
Liu Ying is not a fool, and it is not a good thing when he hears this. He sighed: "No wonder he is so arrogant and domineering at a young age, you know? He didn't even take Commander Liao seriously. When we just called,
Commander Liao is a coward. If I hadn't argued for it, all the weapons and equipment on this mountain would have been taken away by that Dragon Boat Festival.
But I’m not used to that. I said if Yushan wants me to guard it, I have to leave weapons and equipment for me. Otherwise, whoever takes the weapons and equipment will guard Yushan Mountain.”
Yan Wushuang gave a thumbs up and said: "Master Liu, you are indeed an elite in the military world. With your prestige, no matter where you are, you are like a fish in water, and you have power from all directions!"
"Where, where!"
Liu Ying was polite, but at this time, Yan Wushuang rolled his eyes and asked in detail: "Mr. Liu, have you heard? That Zhong Jiushan of the 174th Division almost surrendered to the Japanese?"
"Humph, that weakling Zhong Jiushan. Let me just say, those weapons and equipment cannot be taken away by the people of the 174th Division. These people have really disgraced our Gui Army."
Liu Yingyi was filled with anger and cursed Zhong Jiushan as a weakling.
But at this time, Liu Ying smiled and said: "Yes, but I heard that the conditions offered by the Japanese are still very generous. The Japanese promised Zhong Jiushan to make him the king of Guangxi."
"King of Guangxi? Hahaha!"
Liu Ying's eyes lit up and she laughed. Although he didn't say it on the surface, anyone would think that he was very interested in the three words "King of Guangxi".
His thoughts even went back to the time of warlord rule a long time ago. How wonderful it was in that era. As long as you had soldiers, you could dominate an area and live like an emperor. It was not like now, where there were rules everywhere, so why?
The party and the country have sacrificed their lives. He felt panicked just thinking about it.
Yan Wushuang looked on with a sly smile. But just as she was about to speak, Liu Ying's adjutant entered the headquarters and said, "Master, we have been fooled."
Liu Ying was surprised: "What have you been fooled by?"
The adjutant said: "Master, the special commissioner asked us to clean up the corpses of the Japanese. We originally thought there were not many, but after cleaning up, we found that the total number of corpses totaled more than 10,000. There are so many corpses, let alone burying them.
, we have to clean up until 12 o'clock at night."
"So many? Take me to see them!"
Liu Ying didn't believe it, because when he came to Yushan, how many people were there in the garrison? Including reinforcements, there were only five or six thousand people. He didn't believe it, so he wanted to go and see for himself.
"Mr. Liu?"
Yan Wushuang called Master Liu, but Master Liu ignored him and followed his adjutant.
"snort!"
Yan Wushuang snorted coldly, thinking that Mr. Liu was simply an Adou who couldn't be helped.
She left the headquarters and came to the tent of the Communications Department in the back mountain. There were six telegraph operators and a communications officer inside.
When the communications officer saw Yan Wushuang, he smiled and said, "Miss Wushuang, why are you here?"
Yan Wushuang said: "I will send a telegram to the military headquarters."
The communications officer was surprised: "To send electricity to the military headquarters? Isn't there a telephone?"
Yan Wushuang smiled: "It's a secret message."
"oh oh!"
The communications officer suddenly realized this and quickly asked a communications soldier to get up and make room for Yan Wushuang.
Yan Wushuang sat down and turned the channel knob. The communications officer on the side looked at him. Yan Wushuang turned his face and said, "Sir Liu, is it inappropriate for you to watch here?"
"Uh, uh, yes, yes!"
Communications officer Liu quickly turned around and left. Yan Wushuang sneered and began to send the report...
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At the same time, in the headquarters of the Japanese Expeditionary Force in Shanghai, Matsui Iwane was very angry. In the battle of Yushan, the Chongteng detachment was completely wiped out, and the Haota detachment suffered heavy losses, but the small Yushan position was still not captured.
Matsui Iwane yelled at the meeting that they were all a bunch of losers. The Wu-Fu line had only been fought for so long, and all departments suffered heavy losses. Moreover, one flying wing in particular was completely wiped out by two Chinese fighter planes. This was
It is simply a shame for the Japanese Empire.
He ordered all Japanese front-line officers to reflect on why they suffered frequent defeats in this battle.
"Report!"
At this moment, a communications officer from the Japanese military headquarters came to report.
"speak!"
Matsui Iwane ordered, but the communications officer did not read it out loud, but whispered in Matsui Iwane's ear: "Hell Butterfly called: Yushan madman has left, the 32nd Division has taken over, the number is less than 5,000, and a night attack can be carried out
.”
"Good, very good, hahaha!"
Matsui Iwane laughed loudly when he heard this, because he finally heard good news.
However, at this time, good news continued. His adjutant came to report that the imperial army had penetrated into the Kuncheng Lake front line. They would cut off the retreat of the Changshu defenders at the Sancha intersection and encircle the Changshu defenders.
"Yoohee!"
A smile finally appeared on Matsui Iwane's old face. He stood up and gave a loud order: "Order, the Sasaki Brigade, the 23rd Wing, and the Yongjin Detachment step up their attack on Changshu. Order the First Brigade of the Air Force to dispatch no less than
A group of bombers provided aerial fire support.
Order the Bo Tian detachment and let Bo Tian Zhongyi attack Yushan tonight. I will ask the 33rd Regiment to cooperate with him. If he can't take Yushan again, let him commit suicide by committing seppuku!
Order the 6th Brigade of the 9th Division to capture Suzhou tonight...
Order the 58th Regiment to also attack Fushan tonight. After Changshu is defeated, this is the best time for our army to expand our results...
Order,......"
Matsui Iwane issued more than a dozen orders in succession. He wanted to capture the Wu-Fu Line from the evening of the 20th to the early morning of the 21st and force the Chinese defenders to retreat.
At the same time, without knowing it, Duan Wu was heading towards Sanchakou with his vast army, from where he headed to the headquarters of the 48th Army.
Xie Jinyuan drove the car and asked Duan Wu, who was facing the co-pilot: "Guan Zu, how do you think the next battle will turn out? Is it possible that the Japanese army will be repulsed, or is it the same as before, after they occupy North China,
Just negotiate peace with us?"
Duanwu sneered and said: "The reason why China is like this now is because of peace talks. Since the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, peace talks and compromises have been going on. The Eight-Nation Allied Forces have fought all the way to Japan, and they are still talking about peace talks."
Xie Jinyuan reminded: "At that time, Chinese soldiers were still armed with cold weapons..."
"Shit, there's also a foreign gun team."
Before Xie Jinyuan finished speaking, Duanwu said disdainfully. In his eyes, it was just a group of idiots fighting. The foreigners have guns, but you don’t, and that doesn’t matter. You can sneak attack at night and fight hand-to-hand. The foreigners have guns and eggs.
You have to fight the foreigners head-on.
In Grandma's Great Plains, we charged head-on against the foreigners, and all of them were already dead before they even got in front of them.
So Dragon Boat Festival gave them a message: bravery in battle is worthy of admiration, but without brains, you are stupid to death, that's all.
Of course, that is all in the past tense, Xie Jinyuan is asking about the present.
Duanwu said: This battle is still not optimistic. The Japanese army was prepared, but we were not. Although we had a large number of people in the Songhu battle, we fought very passively. The Chairman kept thinking about peace talks and missed the opportunity to land, which gave the Japanese army an opportunity to land.
.
Moreover, he retreated again and again. He didn't want millions of square kilometers of land, but he insisted on a small area as big as the Red Army. Our committee is stupid enough.
"hey-hey!"
Xie Jinyuan giggled and said to Duan Wu: "This kind of thing is something we can only discuss between brothers. If outsiders hear about it, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to Tuanzuo's career!"
Duanwu nodded and said: "Indeed, Lao Yang also asked me to go to the Central Party School for further study. He said that when I come out from there, my future will be bright."
Xie Jinyuan congratulated: "Congratulations to the group in advance."
"Shit, the Japanese haven't finished beating them yet, how can we talk about a bright future?"
Duanwu was disdainful, but little did he know that Xie Jinyuan on the side was already jealous!....