(Thank you to the ancient country of silver armor, the pose in the toilet, the ei99999 book friend for the evaluation vote, and the "Chun Cun'er" book friend for the reward. Xiaochong is very grateful, thank you!)
When daylight came, the fire had been completely extinguished. The Chinese people looked at the mountains of food and grass and each other's blackened cheeks, and couldn't help laughing wildly.
The laughter was mixed with tears and bitterness.
This is the joy after victory. Before the war, everyone was uneasy, afraid and nervous. Last year, the foreign coalition once again attacked the capital, which made the status of the entire Chinese in the world extremely low. Even the Chinese themselves
Already got xenophobia.
Before that, there were the Opium War, the Sino-French War, the Sino-Japanese War of 1898-1894, and the Eight-Nation Allied Forces War. Although the final outcome was the cession of territory and compensation, at least it resisted the invasion of foreign powers.
However, since the Eight-Nation Allied Forces invaded China and until the Anti-Japanese War, the entire China has been completely reduced to the point of being at the mercy of others.
Both Asians and Westerners are running rampant in China. The outer seas and inland rivers have become public toilets, and anyone can come in and show off their power.
Whether domestic or overseas.
Who is confident that they can fight the foreign army and win?
The country is not in ruins, but when they see foreigners, many Chinese people consciously lower their heads and call them "foreign masters".
The national self-confidence is gone, but today, a small Chinese self-rescue army tells all Chinese people with its unyielding fighting spirit and proud achievements.
We can do it!
The strongest horn of resistance is sounded in North America, which will surely inspire the passionate and dependent Chinese to take up arms, say no to the foreigners, and say fuck you to the white people who bully them.
"Battal Commander, I've made a fortune, I've made a fortune." Jin Xiaowu walked quickly to Liu Zhenming's side with an excited look on his face and shouted loudly, attracting everyone's attention at once.
Jin Xiaowu used to do statistics, records and other bits and pieces of clerical work at the Chinese Association. Liu Zhenming asked him to assist Ji Li in counting the captured trophies. Although Ji Li is capable, she has difficulty communicating. Chinese is not like English.
So studious.
Madman Zhang was very disapproving of the yelling of the little glasses, and curled his lips and said: "I said golden rooster, you were so f*cking surprised, isn't that what it is? It's like you haven't seen the world before,
At any rate, the supplies of the previous guild hall were also counted by you."
An iron rooster never plucks a dime. Jin Xiaowu used to do things with only half a penny and was always willing to spend money, so he got the title of golden rooster.
Jin Xiaowu was not a fuel-efficient lamp. He looked at Madman Zhang and squinted his eyes and thought for a moment, then shouted: "Madman Zhang, I remember, you borrowed some wine money from me and haven't paid it back. Kill people to pay for their lives, and pay back your debts."
, don’t you, Madman Zhang, want to default on your debt?”
Madman Zhang smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and said, "We'll talk about this later. We'll talk about it later. Don't you have to report to the battalion commander? Say it quickly, the battalion commander is almost impatient to wait."
Liu Zhenming rolled his eyes, not expecting that a seemingly honest and honest person like Madman Zhang could be so mean.
Fortunately, Jin Xiaowu had no intention of getting entangled. He pushed up his glasses and said with shining eyes: "Let's not talk about food. There are 12 cannons, 1320 rounds of artillery shells, and 328 rifles were seized. Bullets are not included.
There are 331 military horses, battalion commander, tell me, have you made a fortune?"
Even though Liu Zhenming felt that there would be a lot of seizures this time, he was overjoyed when he heard the actual figures, which far exceeded his expectations.
Especially those 12 Gruson cannons, one of them fell into his hands without any damage. The base number of artillery shells in each country is determined according to its logistics situation. The base number of artillery shells may be 100, or it may be several hundred. For offensive ones,
Sometimes I will bring a few bases of ammunition...
Liu Zhenming thought that maybe the Gruson cannon was smaller, so it carried more shells.
When Liu Zhenming picked up the rifle, he saw that it was all a Hotchkiss fast rifle. Although it was a little inferior to the Springfield rifle he used, it was still pretty good.
The rifle was damaged a lot, so not much was captured.
"That's great, each of us can shoot an extra gun." Madman Zhang burst into laughter.
Everyone below began to talk about it.
"I didn't expect the foreign devils to be so careless. If I had known, I would have fucked him a long time ago."
"That's right, before we had enough fighting, they rubbed oil on their soles and ran away."
"These foreign devils can only pretend, but in fact they are just embroidered pillows."
…
If you are too arrogant, it is not self-confidence, but complacency and arrogance.
Liu Zhenming had to stand up. Looking at the people who were inexplicably excited and talking eloquently, he poured cold water on him and said: "Brothers, it's not because I have other people's ambitions that destroys my own prestige. We can win this time because of a lot of luck. Knowing ourselves and our enemies will never be in danger."
, Firstly, those white people violated the taboo of military strategists and did not understand our true and false situation. Secondly, we thought of some clever strategies. The Art of War says: Soldiers are crafty, focusing on good and using surprise as a supplement. This matter is just
But once, not again, if we confront the foreign devils head-on, we will definitely be the losers in the end."
Liu Zhenming sighed and continued: "Even though we had the right time and place, nearly a hundred brothers still died. Brothers, we are now in a place of four wars. We have no one around us.
There are only friends and enemies, and the only one we can rely on is ourselves. This is just the beginning. If we lose our composure just because we won a battle, it will be difficult in the future."
The sergeant who was a little proud just now lowered his head in shame.
Seeing that the heat was almost over, Liu Zhenming changed the subject, his heavy expression became relaxed, and said with a smile: "But everyone, don't belittle yourselves. Foreigners' military literacy is indeed better than ours, but these can all be cultivated through hard work."
Yes, I believe that as long as we are not afraid of hardship and tiredness, sweat more on weekdays and bleed less during war, we can become a strong army, a tiger and fierce army that dares to defeat the foreign devils with an upright army. Look,
We were able to beat them to a pulp not long after we picked up the guns. If we get more training in the future, it will be even better."
He Xiaoqing saw Liu Zhenming talking eloquently and everyone below him nodded again and again, and he couldn't help but admire him secretly in his heart.
"Old president, the battalion commander is not only brave but also a good leader. We all followed him. We made the right choice." He Xiaoqing said silently in his heart.
After Liu Zhenming's beating, the soldiers did not become arrogant, but the self-confidence gained in this battle was well retained.
"Okay, brothers! Let's move these things back to the mine. These are the trophies we have worked so hard for." Liu Zhenming waved his hand and said with high spirits.
He has already formulated a military training plan, including fighting to support war, daily training, etc., and I believe it can be implemented starting tomorrow.
Seeing Jin Xiaowu still standing there, Liu Zhenming stepped forward and said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, the mortars in the artillery battery can be handed over."
Jin Xiaowu was startled and asked hurriedly: "Batalion Commander, is there something I didn't do well enough?"
"What are you thinking about? If there are real cannons, why does the artillery company need those infantry cannons? You have to give me a shout-out and let me get rid of the position of acting artillery company commander as soon as possible." Liu Zhenming patted him.
Shoulder, he gave a serious instruction.
"Battal Commander, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your high expectations." Jin Xiaowu took a deep breath and replied quickly.
"Okay, I like your drive. When I go back tonight, I will write out some basic artillery tactics and give them to you." Liu Zhenming said happily.
His artillery tactics were all gained in practice and were far ahead of those of this era. I believe they will be helpful to Jin Xiaowu and the artillery company.