The principal nodded and said: "That's him. Although this little bandit is unruly and full of gangster spirit, the troops he led are indeed powerful. During the Central Plains War, there were only a few dozen people. They were already invincible and had outstanding achievements. Now there are There are more than a thousand people. This kid now wants money, money, and cannons. The combat effectiveness of his teaching corps, not to mention compared with other armies in the country, is to look at the armies of the world's major powers. With the same number of people, who can defeat him Not much!”
Having said this, he looked a little sad and said: "It's a pity that it can't be used by me!"
The middle-aged scribe was a little reluctant and said: "No way? He can take refuge in Yan Laoxi, there is no reason to let a bigger backer..."
"Yanji, don't mention this again. As long as he doesn't seek refuge there, let the rest go."
When the principal said this, he actually felt a sense of regret in his heart. As early as the Central Plains War, if he had worked hard to win over him and then recommended him to the Central Army School, he would have been gilded and a good relationship between teachers and students would have been established. Love cannot be used as a helping hand before it begins. After all, he didn't know who he was, so he was fooled by this little bandit. In the end, he let the tiger go back to the mountain, with no possibility of recruiting him again.
This middle-aged scribe was the director of the Second Division of the Attendant's Office. Mr. Chen Lei, who was in charge of party and government affairs, was the most authoritative think tank around the principal during this period, and his brain was naturally very bright. Seeing the principal interrupting the topic, he knew that he was afraid of poking someone's sore spot, so he immediately changed the subject and said: "Since it may be true, the news of the victory must be announced immediately. As for the specific process, let's just say it involves The next operational deployment to the Military Commission is a military secret and cannot be disclosed."
The principal nodded and felt that this method was feasible. He was about to issue an order when he saw an adjutant from the attendant's office walking in with a happy face and holding a long telegram reporting: "Report to the principal, the Peking branch has called and confirmed it." The news of the victory at Lengkou Pass was reported by Commander Huang of the 139th Division of the 32nd Army after personally going to the battlefield to verify and confirm."
The principal was originally a little unhappy that the adjutant had barged in without reporting anything. After hearing these words, the principal relaxed his frown, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and reservedly took the message and read it.
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It turns out that Commander Huang of the 139th Division personally led a group to take a train overnight and arrived at Luanxian Station at noon today.
Originally, there was still a distance of 70 or 80 kilometers from Luan County to Jianchang Camp. In order to verify the results of the battle as soon as possible, Commander Huang was ready to lead the entire regiment on a rapid march as soon as they got off the train.
Who knew that at Luanxian Station, Zhao Changshu, who had received the departure telegram from Commander Huang, sent hundreds of cars from Shanxi to wait at the station.
Mr. Huang looked at the endless row of American Ford trucks and almost stared out of his eyes. You actually have more than 100 trucks in one brigade. How can Marshal Yan be so willing? What a big dog!
You must know that during this period, trucks were precious equipment for the Chinese army. The number of equipment sent to the army was very small, and they were all formed into separate armies and uniformly deployed by the logistics department. There are basically none that are directly equipped to combat troops. Not to mention general miscellaneous armies, even the 87th and 88th divisions of the Royal Forest Army, which are known as the most elite. Each division is only equipped with less than 10 vehicles. They are usually like treasures and are reluctant to use them.
Now, Zhao Changshu actually owns more than 100 vehicles in one brigade. What the hell is this? Is the Model Brigade already a mechanized force?
What made him dumbfounded was not just that. When he drove a regiment of more than 1,000 people to Jianchang Camp, he saw soldiers holding shovels and engineering shovels along the way. They were like a winding line. The big snake, carrying all kinds of wood and steel plates, is heading towards Lengkou Pass. There were also countless people cutting wood and loading sandbags in the woods in the distance. They all wore military uniforms and did not look like ordinary migrant workers. There were probably three to four thousand of them.
I was wondering, could it be that if the Model Brigade mobilized the entire army to transport materials, how many people would be on guard and defense at the pass?
It wasn't until he saw Zhao Changshu coming out with a group of brigade officers that he calmed down and walked up.
Both Master Huang and General Shang Zheng are veterans in the Jin army. They are seniors and senior officers in front of Zhao Changshu. Moreover, Master Huang is a graduate of the second phase of Baoding Military Academy. He is regarded as Zhao Changshu's senior and senior brother. Zhao Changshu naturally does not dare to neglect.
After the two sides exchanged greetings, Commander Huang scolded him without hesitation: "I said Changshu, although you just won a battle, you can't take it lightly. You sent the entire brigade to collect materials for building positions. The military strength at the pass is very thin, and if another wave of Japanese troops attacks, the consequences will be disastrous."
As soon as Zhao Changshu heard this, he knew that the senior had misunderstood. Senior Xindao still looked at people with old eyes, and unconsciously wanted to make fun of him.
"Report to senior, how dare I take it lightly? My regiment is on guard at the pass. These are the officers and soldiers of the second regiment you see. I have sent the first regiment and the second regiment in rotation in the past two days to carry supplies and materials."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Huang cursed secretly in his heart.
"MMP, you have three or four thousand men in your regiment, and I only have more than five thousand men in my division. It's true that a mother's child has milk to eat. After I broke away from the Jin army, I became a wild man without a father and a mother. Boy, not to mention the milk, I can’t even drink the water to make it warm in my mouth. It’s so irritating that people are so different from each other.”
What he didn't know was that when he heard Zhao Changshu introduce the organization and equipment of the model brigade later, he cursed in his heart.
"You have a brigade with a strength of less than 10,000 people, equipped with a large number of French mountain artillery and mortars, and countless light and heavy machine guns. One regiment is equipped with more artillery and heavy machine guns than one of our own divisions. What the hell is the Central Committee? The army is not so rich, and the big dog family... is just a big dog family."
When he saw several mules and horses on the road dragging two 105mm howitzers with gun jackets, snorting and puffing white gas, Commander Huang didn't even have the energy to curse and just hurried on.
Of course Zhao Changshu knew the senior's psychological reaction, which was that he was stimulated.
Now he can't clearly say that these two 105mm German-made howitzers are not actually his. They were taught by Zhou Wen to the corps. He can't explain them clearly in a sentence or two.
Although Commander Huang was blinded by the strength and equipment of the Model Brigade, he still didn't believe that just one advance detachment could devour an entire Japanese brigade. No matter how good the equipment is, it still needs people to use it well, right?
However, Commander Huang still believes that Zhao Changshu won the battle. Even if only a Japanese squadron was defeated, as long as the battle was won, it is not a big deal to falsely report the number of enemy annihilations. Isn’t this the case in all the civil wars over the years? Of? It’s hard to say that as a senior, I have to help my juniors to be patient and make the report more detailed and beautiful.
