8:12.
Liao Mingyu led the guard battalion to the Yu Division headquarters quickly. What was strange was that there were many more jeeps at the entrance of the headquarters.
Moreover, the surrounding area was heavily guarded. There was a group of elite soldiers wearing Central Army uniforms guarding the door. The captain at the head looked at them warily.
This unit was at least the size of a reinforced company. There were several trucks parked on the side of the road, and two small towed cannons were actually pulled behind the trucks.
Liao Mingyu curled his lips. The battle was not small. It seemed that there was probably some big shot inside. He was probably here to investigate.
As expected, the captain came up to him immediately and gave a polite military salute: "I'm sorry, sir, please report your identity."
"Sichuan Legion, Liao Mingyu." Liao Mingyu returned the salute and said coldly.
It turned out that he was the commander of the Sichuan Army who did not obey orders. He was really young. A thirty-year-old major general officer was not common in the entire military system.
"Sir Liao, please come in."
The captain was a little surprised at Liao Mingyu's age, but he still respectfully stepped aside to get out of the way.
Liao Mingyu nodded and strode inside. The situation inside the courtyard was the same as outside. Heavily armed soldiers stood guard every ten steps, and a sense of killing arose spontaneously. However, Yu Xiaoqing's bodyguards stood far away like kittens. Those who didn't know thought that Master Yu had changed his court.
In the lobby, a middle-aged officer with a Chinese character face was sitting in a high position, picking up a cup and sipping tea leisurely. On his collar badge was the rank of lieutenant general with gold face and two corners.
Yu Xiaoqing, with a sad face, stood beside him. When he saw Liao Mingyu come in, his eyes lit up. As if waiting for a life-saving straw, he immediately stepped forward and introduced: "You are seated, this is the commander of the Sichuan Army. Commander Liao , this is me, Commander Zhong of the 71st Army."
"Commander Zhong." Liao Mingyu gave a symbolic salute as a greeting.
"Captain Liao is quite impressive."
Commander Zhong slowly put down his teacup, raised his eyelids and looked Liao Mingyu up and down.
This person is just like the rumors. He is young, unruly, and probably a reckless person who thinks that there is someone in the court who is ambitious.
"I don't dare take it." Liao Mingyu was neither humble nor arrogant, looking straight ahead. He had no good impression of the guy who urged them to stop attacking eight hundred times in the telegram.
"Humph, my order was to attack Zhizhi, but you guys fought happily. The entire military deployment in western Yunnan was disrupted by you. Commander Liao...what else do you dare not do?" Zhong Bin snorted coldly. With a sound, the anger was particularly obvious.
"The order I received a few months ago was to wait for an opportunity and open up the Yunnan-Myanmar Kilometers as soon as possible. Since Shangfeng asked me to wait for an opportunity, it is reasonable for me to attack Nantianmen now." Liao Mingyu replied seriously.
"You're telling me your order from a few months ago? As the commander of the line from Henlan Mountain to Baoshan, am I not qualified to order your Sichuan Army?"
Zhong Bin slammed the table. The attitude of this little group leader made him furious.
"I think Commander Zhong has misunderstood. As an independent reinforced regiment of the military region, my unit is under the direct command of the 11th Group Army Headquarters. However, our unit has not received orders from Commander Song, so I apologize for being unable to obey orders due to my humble position."
Liao Mingyu was neither humble nor overbearing in his words, and showed no signs of panic in his responses. Not to mention that Commander Song didn't order him to stop attacking, even if he did, he wouldn't take it seriously and would fight anyway!
Yu Xiaoqing secretly applauded. Only today did he feel how kind Liao Mingyu's annoying mouth was.
He is a sharp-tongued boy. Zhong Bin did not expect that Liao Mingyu was so eloquent that he actually played a word game with him. He changed the topic and asked: "I won't show off my words with you, but let me ask you, will the battle start?" What are you going to do next?"
Liao Mingyu chuckled and immediately replied: "What should we do? Fight as hard as you want."
Yu Xiaoqing was also advising beside him, "Jianzu, we have gained a great advantage so far. We have wiped out more than 2,500 enemies in just one day. If..."
"That's enough!" Unexpectedly, Commander Zhong suddenly shouted harshly: "You haven't finished your work yet, and you still dare to make noise here!"
Yu Xiaoqing shut his mouth angrily. As Zhong Bin was his immediate boss and an old friend of his father, he was not justified in disobeying orders on the battlefield and now he did not dare to refute at all.
"Liao Mingyu, I know your troops can fight, but you have to understand that Japanese reinforcements will arrive at Songshan as early as tomorrow. There are at least three thousand defenders on Nantianmen. You have the ability to eliminate them in one day. them?"
Liao Mingyu's face turned cold. He had to say that Commander Zhong's words made some sense. This was what he was most worried about.
Zhong Bin ignored his expression, tapped his fingers on the table and continued:
"Regardless of how big your advantage is, strategically speaking, the Japanese army has moved towards this side from the two discoveries. If you continue to insist on going your own way, the soldiers on the west bank will be spoiled by others!"
"What do you mean, Commander Zhong?" Liao Mingyu asked.
Zhong Bin smiled slightly. What he wanted was Liao Mingyu's reaction: "I know you still have two troops hiding in the dark on the West Bank. I have to say that your strategy is quite good, but... let's take a look at the current situation. It may not be possible to hit Nantianmen."
Liao Mingyu didn't speak, quietly watching Zhong Bin waiting for his next words.
"In my opinion, the best solution is to postpone the attack and wait for reinforcements from the rear." Zhong Bin said, picking up the tea cup and taking a sip, his eyes looking elsewhere.
"Oh? I still have reinforcements for my feelings." Liao Mingyu pretended to be curious. He probably guessed the intention of Commander Zhong.
"Of course, our 87th Division is the closest to Zenda. If we march at full speed, the main force will arrive tomorrow night. Then they will be the main attacker. After all, your frontal team has also suffered heavy losses. Isn't this a big deal for you? Is it a good thing?"
Zhong Bin put down the tea cup and turned to look at Yu Xiaoqing, and then said to him seriously: "When the time comes, Master Yu and the Sichuan Army will retreat, and your father and I will be friends for a long time. We will kill all his old troops before we meet again." It’s hard to talk anymore.”
"Commander Liao's two battalions on the west bank can just happen to stop the Japanese troops coming to help. This is a matter of God's will. The Japanese never expected that a team would be waiting for them on the west bank. With our concerted efforts, we will not worry about the Nantianmen being breached. ah."
Yu Xiaoqing's pupils shrank, these words were high-sounding, he just wanted to get a piece of the pie!
Liao Mingyu also sneered again and again. Commander Zhong had a pretty good idea. All the hard work was done by himself. As long as he jumped out and attacked Nantianmen at the critical moment, he would have the huge credit in his hands.
Zhong Bin felt at ease in his heart. Originally, he came to Chanda to investigate the crimes and remove Yu Xiaoqing's military power, but the current situation made him smell an opportunity. Why not take advantage of this situation to gain military merit?
You must know that the contribution to capturing Nantianmen and opening up the Yunnan-Burma Highway is not small, which is enough to take his official career to a new level.
As an officer of the Huangpu Clan in the same period as General Song, he was much inferior to the former in terms of ability and performance. This was one of the reasons why he had been serving as his deputy. Although their relationship usually gets along well, who wouldn't want to make further progress?
"If you don't have any objections, let's just decide. I will notify you immediately..."
"Commander Zhong must have forgotten the school motto at Huangpu Gate." Before Zhong Bin finished speaking, Liao Mingyu interrupted him in a deep voice.
"Liao Mingyu, what do you mean!"
Zhong Bin shouted with an unkind expression. He did have some small thoughts in his heart, but everyone is sensible. Don't they understand the rules of cooperation and win-win in the officialdom?
"What do you mean? You and I both know that a battle that can be resolved in one day must be postponed until tomorrow night. If your troops can reach Chanda tonight, it doesn't matter that I, Liao Mingyu, give up the main attack position, but you are doing it for the sake of the thought in your heart. Those Chinese compatriots on the West Bank are being treated unfairly!"
Liao Mingyu shouted indignantly that he really couldn't stand these bureaucracies anymore. They would do anything for the military merits of their subordinates.
"Everyone knows that the longer this battle drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for us. My brothers who are fighting on the west bank are waiting for me to lead people up to cut off the heads of the dogs in the Takeuchi Mountains, but you asked me to wait for your troops to come up. Launch a general attack, what do those soldiers who are still wallowing in blood think?"
The battlefield is changing rapidly. When the main force of the 87th Division comes up, no one knows how the battle will turn out. The Japanese soldiers are not fools. Will they wait for you to slowly draw out the knife and sharpen it before stretching their necks to chop you?
If there is a problem in any link and the follow-up troops attack is unfavorable, the entire Nantianmen Battle will really fall short. All the blood will be shed in vain, and the gang on the top of the mountain will die without a burial place.
