Zeng Songlin, the commander of the 3rd Corps and the 10th Corps, licked his lips, and then... shook his head silently.
The things that my heart desires are all swept away at this moment... swept again.
The emotional side is revealed only in an instant...in an instant...
"revenge?"
"Brother Songlin."
"Do you think...that officer still has the mental strength at this moment?"
"The elites are all in Qingcheng."
"I can control half of these million elites."
"If Brother Songlin is willing to support me, then the more than 200,000 elites of the 3rd Corps and the 10th Corps will naturally follow us."
"By then...this million-strong army will be under our control."
"These millions are specially selected and redressed elite troops."
"With these millions of elites, how can we fight, sir?"
"Brother Songlin."
"It's time to live for yourself."
"We are not rebels."
"But... Kuang Fu!"
"Kuang Fu!"
"Brother Songlin!"
Conclusive words.
In the eyes...
The light shines all over the place.
Emotions burst out for it!
Time for interpretation!
Do whatever it takes!
"I……"
Zeng Songlin, the commander of the 3rd Corps and the 10th Corps, moved his lips, somewhat confused...
"Report!"
"Report!"
"Report!"
"Mr. He!"
"Telegram, sir!"
"Sir's telegram!"
Telegraph soldiers rushed over and delivered the urgent telegram to the middle-aged man, Mr. He.
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, took the telegram in his hand and opened it without any hurry.
"Song Lin."
"you guess."
"Sir, what's in this telegram?"
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, stretched out and sent the telegraph soldiers out.
"Distress telegram?"
"Hundreds of thousands of Japs are now walking out of the mountains. According to previous intelligence, they have captured Tacheng. They will arrive at the mountain city in a few hours."
"At this time, the commander can naturally only issue a reinforcement order."
"And basically all the troops around Mountain City have been mobilized to Qingcheng."
"So now we must go to the mountain city for reinforcements."
Zeng Songlin, the commander of the 3rd Corps and the 10th Corps, groaned and then guessed.
Uh-huh...
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, nodded and then casually threw the unopened telegram into the trash can without even the desire to read it.
"Mr. He..."
Zeng Songlin, the commander of the 3rd Corps and the 10th Corps, became a little anxious and immediately stood in front with a look of astonishment on his face...
This operation...
He really didn't understand something.
What does this mean?
Why is the operation so weird?
"Since Song Lin has guessed it, it's okay not to read the telegram."
"Anyway, seeing it will only increase your worries, won't it?"
A chuckle followed.
Immediately, he yawned, showing a casual and indifferent tone...
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, had a completely different face at this moment.
"Mr. He."
"Have you made up your mind not to send reinforcements?"
"In this case, we have really broken with the commander."
"Mr. He, don't you think about it anymore?"
"One wrong step, one wrong step after another, and if you want to go back in the future, you will have no chance."
"You also know that officer's temper."
“One baht must be worth every penny…”
"Even if you want to look back at that time, I'm afraid it will only be superficial harmony..."
"Then, invisibly, towards death."
"Mr. He."
"you you……"
Zeng Songlin, the commander of the 3rd Corps and the 10th Corps, swallowed his saliva and felt that he should say something.
At least there should be...an explanation on this matter.
I've been in a daze all the time, and it doesn't seem like that.
"Brother Songlin."
"If you choose this path, don't look back."
"If I had the chance to save him, how could I not save him?"
"City on a mountain... how innocent are millions of soldiers and civilians!"
"But Qingcheng is 2,100 kilometers away from the mountain city..."
"It took more than twenty days of urgent march to arrive."
"After more than twenty days, the victory or defeat will be decided long ago."
"Then it will be out of our control."
"So Brother Songlin."
"Might as well do what needs to be done."
"Prepare the army for war! Kill more Japs, that's the business."
"Brother Songlin."
"You and I join hands to pursue a great cause!"
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, made no secret of it at all.
The main thing is emotional stability.
The look is bursting with excitement!
In the eyes, light overflows!
Just do it!
No need to say any more unnecessary nonsense!
The main thing is a forward thrust!
Attack!
Attack again!
"It seems you have already thought about it."
"Mr. He, if I don't agree with your decision, will I not be able to get out of here today?"
Zeng Songlin, the commander of the 3rd Corps and the 10th Corps, raised his head and suddenly followed.
"Brother Songlin may not be thinking too much, right?"
"There is no such possibility, is there?"
"Brother Songlin and I are allies now, aren't we?"
"Brother Songlin, since we want to be unique and have a signature, we naturally need to... determine our identity."
"We can't continue to use the previous name."
"I wonder if Brother Songlin has any suggestions for the name of the new army?"
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, is working hard to finalize the matter as quickly as possible.
"Mr. He decides."
"Mr. He is unparalleled in resourcefulness, and Mr. He should be the leader."
"It is an honor for me to assist Mr. He."
Zeng Songlin, the commander of the 3rd Corps and the 10th Corps, nodded and said sincerely.
We all have been foxes for thousands of years, what tricks have we never seen before?
If you play any tricks at this time, there is really no need.
Those who understand will naturally understand...
There is no need to keep dragging this nonsense around.
There is no meaning or value.
No one paid attention either.
Nowadays, the middle-aged man Mr. He can control 500,000 troops, while Zeng Songlin can only control two corps with more than 200,000 troops...
There is an imbalance in military strength, and naturally there is also an imbalance in the right to speak.
So he immediately appointed himself deputy.
This is also a ladder for yourself.
"Brother Songlin."
"Why do you and I need to talk about this?"
"The chief and deputy...how can it be so important?"
"If there really is a war, wouldn't we all discuss it together?"
The middle-aged man, Mr. He, raised his head and said with a sincere expression.
The main thing is excitement...
The kind that gets more exciting the more you talk about it.
Zeng Songlin, the commander of the 3rd Corps and the 10th Corps, smiled slightly and did not argue.
What's the point of saying these lies?
Don’t know if your choice is right?
Don't jump from one pit to another...
If there are too many pitfalls to jump through, the original meaning will be lost.
The reason why Lu Bu's reputation is not good is because he recognized too many adopted fathers.
A domestic slave with three surnames... is not that easy to be.
Reputation doesn't matter in most cases, but you have to have it.
Jump from the officer to Mr. He...
Can you show your ambition?
When the birds are gone, the good bow is hidden...
The cunning rabbit dies, the lackey is cooked...
I hope... I hope it doesn't come to that.
"Since it's a name, it should be easy to understand..."
"The purpose of our formation is to better fight the Japanese."
"How about the Dead Ghost Army...?"
"Take it as your duty to destroy the devils in the world!"
"straightforward……"
