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Chapter 835 (1)

Chapter 835 (1)

At 10:25 a.m., the enemy headquarters in Tangshan, Beiping.

All the generals smiled and were deeply satisfied. Due to the successful escape of Gu Changfeng's department, An Yi, the deputy chief of staff and former commander-in-chief of the enemy, who was well-known throughout the country for his generosity and wealth, finally agreed to the staff, the generals of each legion and the military supplies after some calculations.

Requirements put forward by the Logistics Directors:

Within one month, an additional 60,000 tons of flour and 40,000 tons of rice will be allocated to the troops in the North China Theater. The cost will be submitted by the Central Military Commission to the central government for post-war payment.

The door was knocked open with a bang, and the sudden sound startled the generals present. Everyone looked at the door displeased, and saw a pale-faced colonel without a hat, standing there staggeringly, mouthing.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at An Yi, who was rushing up to meet her. His lips were twitching in pain, but he couldn't say a word.

An Yi, who was shocked, supported Liu Qing and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

"Commander...Chengde...has fallen..."

After Liu Qing finished speaking, he closed his eyes and weakly supported the wall.

An Yi felt his head pounding and his heart was as cold as ice. He turned around in a panic under everyone's surprised gaze, then rushed to the telephone beside the wall, rang the phone of the telecommunications department a few times, and asked, Chief of Staff Zhao Rui

The trembling voice came, and An Yi's mind suddenly went blank, his whole body trembled, his chest rose and fell rapidly, and he didn't make any sound for more than half a minute.

"Pah——"

A huge shattering sound shook everyone's ears. An Yi, who smashed the phone with his fist, looked up to the sky and wailed: "What a shame! What a shame! What a shame..."

"commander……"

Shen Fengdao and Lin Xudong, who rushed in from outside, quickly stepped forward to help. An Yi, who was stiff and short of breath, was quickly lifted out of the conference room and quickly helped into the command hall next door.

The generals in the hall were confused and hurriedly rushed towards Liu Qing who was about to turn around. Huang Shaohong grabbed Liu Qing's arm tightly and asked anxiously: "What did you just say? Ah... you are talking!"

Liu Qing, who gradually calmed down, smiled miserably, and gently pushed away Huang Shaohong's hand with tears in his eyes: "I didn't expect that our soldiers would suffer such a tragic outcome after months of bloodshed and sacrifice of life... Listen up, Chapter 1

The Fifth Army Corps fled without a fight, and at ten o'clock, Chengde fell under the iron heel of the Japanese army..."

The generals seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt from the blue. Liu Qing turned around and walked away slowly with heavy steps. Huang Shaohong's eyes widened and then closed tightly. Yang Jie was stunned and felt a chill all over his body. Marshal Zhang Xueliang

He took a few steps back and fell down. A group of generals hurriedly stepped forward to help him. The meeting hall was full of sorrow and curses.

The command hall was filled with mourning. Sun Fu, who had recovered from his injuries, and a group of young staff members covered their mouths and cried bitterly. An Yi, who was all weak, sat blankly on his chair. Endless sorrow and grief surged through his body, roaring like thunder.

Zhao Rui, who was ashen-faced, rushed into the command hall, took the urgent telegram from Hu Jialin he had just received, and put it on the table in front of An Yi: "Commander, urgent telegram from the Kuancheng front..."

An Yi slowly raised his head, smiled sadly, and whispered: "I know what it is without looking at it. The enemy is attacking in a big way, right? Please call back. Let Huzi lead all the brothers to retreat at full speed back to the pass. If you continue to defend, there will be only death.

One piece."

"yes……"

Eleven o'clock in the morning, Kuancheng front line.

The artillery regiment, the engineering regiment, and the air defense brigade regiment, which had quietly arrived in the early hours of this morning, suddenly received the order to retreat. The chief officers were shocked and unanimously called Hu Jialin and Yang Guan to verify. Under the rare roars of Hu Jialin and Yang Guan,

Everybody put down the phone and act quickly.

Six artillery carts and more than a hundred draft horses dragged the artillery and quickly left the firing position two kilometers behind the defense line. Boxes of unopened artillery shells were quickly loaded onto trucks. Twenty-four tanks of the air defense regiment were opened

The camouflage nets, covered with fine tarpaulins, drove out of the semi-bunkers and drove onto the road. Under the command of the commander, they quickly lined up one after another and accelerated in front of the artillery regiment, heading south.

Brigadier Tu Zhirong waited until all the tanks had left, got into the communication and command vehicle nearby and followed. Du Hongda, the commander of the artillery regiment, rode up to catch up with Tu Zhirong's jeep and asked anxiously what was going on.

Tu Zhirong ordered the car to stop, stuck out his head and whispered to you, please don't yell, Chengde has been lost! Du Hongda almost fell off the horse when he heard this, grabbed the saddle and turned over, staring into Tu Zhirong's eyes, Tu Zhirong helped him

He put on his glasses, turned his head and closed his eyes, waved his hand and loudly ordered: Drive!

Lingyuan, headquarters of the Japanese Eighth Division.

Kobayashi Kakutaro came to Nishi Yiichi and reported in a low voice: "Bufu-kun has called back. His brigade is only 11 kilometers away from the 17th Division of the garrison east of Kuancheng. The 17th Division will be able to be inserted before two o'clock in the afternoon.

From the side, together with the three regiments of the Sixth Division, we completed the pincer attack on the Seventeenth Division."

Nishiyi put down the brush in his hand and blew the ink on the paper gently: "Very good, in this case, tell Suzuki-kun, his brigade cannot fall behind!"


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