Liu Ying said it easily, but she forgot to dust the dirt on her knees.
Yan Wushuang saw it and sneered inwardly.
But on the surface, she pretended to sigh and said: "The current party-state is really unfair. Some generals who have worked hard and have great achievements are not allowed to be reused, but some direct descendants, second-generation ancestors, are high-ranking officials who have to ride horses!"
When Liu Ying heard this, she glanced up and asked, "What do you mean by this?"
"Hmph!"
Yan Wushuang sneered twice, and then said: "Mr. Liu, I'm afraid you don't know yet! That Dragon Boat Festival is the commander of the independent regiment of the Eighty-eighth Division, the direct descendant of our Chairman. And I also heard that this Dragon Boat Festival Hahaha, he is..."
Yan Wushuang smiled, but did not fully explain.
Liu Ying is not a fool, and it is not a good thing for him to hear this. He sighed: "No wonder he is so arrogant and domineering at such a young age. Do you know? He didn't even take Commander Liao seriously. When we just called, Commander Liao was so disrespectful. If I hadn't argued for it, there would be no place on this mountain." All the weapons and equipment had to be taken away by that Dragon Boat Festival.
But I'm not used to that. I said that if Yushan wants me to defend it, it must leave its weapons and equipment for me. Otherwise, whoever takes the weapons and equipment will guard Yushan. "
Yan Wushuang gave a thumbs up and said: "Master Liu, you are indeed an elite in the military world. With your prestige, no matter where you are, you are like a fish in water, and you have power from all directions!"
"Where, where!"
Liu Ying was polite, but at this time, Yan Wushuang rolled his eyes and asked in detail: "Mr. Liu, have you heard? That Zhong Jiushan of the 174th Division almost surrendered to the Japanese?"
"Hmph, that weakling Zhong Jiushan. Let me just say, those weapons and equipment cannot be taken away by the people of the 174th Division. These people really disgrace our Gui Army."
Liu Yingyi was filled with anger and cursed Zhong Jiushan as a weakling.
But at this time, Liu Ying smiled and said: "Yes, but I heard that the conditions offered by the Japanese are still very generous. The Japanese promised Zhong Jiushan to make him the king of Guangxi."
"King of Guangxi? Hahaha!"
Liu Ying's eyes lit up and she laughed. Although he didn't say it on the surface, anyone would think that he was very interested in the three words "King of Guangxi".
His thoughts even went back to a long time ago, the era of warlord rule. How good it was in those days. As long as you have soldiers, you can dominate one side and live like an emperor. It’s not like now, where there are rules everywhere and you have to work hard for the party and the country. Thinking about it, he felt that he was at a loss.
Yan Wushuang looked on with a sly smile. But just as she was about to speak, Liu Ying's adjutant entered the headquarters and said, "Master, we have been fooled."
Liu Ying was surprised: "What have you been fooled by?"
The adjutant said: "Master, the special commissioner asked us to clean up the corpses of the Japanese. We originally thought there were not many, but after cleaning up, we found that the total number of corpses was more than 10,000. There are so many corpses, let alone burying them. , we have to clean up until 12 o'clock at night."
"So much? Take me to see it!"
Liu Ying didn't believe it, because when he came to Yushan, how many people were there in the garrison? Including reinforcements, there are only five to six thousand people. He didn't believe it, so he went to see for himself.
"Mr. Liu?"
Yan Wushuang called Master Liu, but Master Liu ignored him and followed his adjutant.
"snort!"
Yan Wushuang snorted coldly, thinking that Mr. Liu was simply an Adou who couldn't be helped.
She left the headquarters and came to the tent of the Communications Department in the back mountain. There were six telegraph operators inside, as well as a communications officer.
When the communications officer saw Yan Wushuang, he smiled and said, "Miss Wushuang, why are you here?"
Yan Wushuang said: "I will send a telegram to the military headquarters."
The communications officer was surprised: "To send electricity to the military headquarters? Isn't there a telephone?"
Yan Wushuang smiled: "It's a secret message."
"oh oh!"
The communications officer suddenly understood and quickly asked a communications soldier to get up and make way for Yan Wushuang.
Yan Wushuang sat down and turned the channel knob. The communications officer on the side looked on. Yan Wushuang turned around and said, "Sir Liu, is it inappropriate for you to watch here?"
"Uh, uh, yes, yes!"
Communications officer Liu quickly turned around and left. Yan Wushuang sneered and began to send the report...
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At the same time, Matsui Iwane was furious at the headquarters of the Japanese Army's Shanghai Expeditionary Force. In the battle of Yushan, the Chongteng detachment was completely wiped out, and the Botian detachment suffered heavy losses, but the small Yushan position was still not captured.
Matsui Iwane yelled at the meeting that they were all a bunch of losers. The Wufu Line had only been fighting for so long, and all departments had suffered heavy losses. Moreover, one flying wing in particular was completely wiped out by two Chinese fighter planes. This was simply a shame for the Japanese Empire.
He ordered all Japanese front-line officers to reflect on why they frequently failed in this battle.
"Report!"
At this moment, a communications officer from the Japanese military headquarters came to report.
"speak!"
Matsui Iwane ordered, but the communications officer did not read it out loud. Instead, he whispered in Matsui Iwane's ear: "Hell Butterfly called: Yushan madman has left, and the 32nd Division has taken over. The number is less than 5,000, and a night attack can be carried out." .”
"Okay, very good, hahaha!"
Matsui Iwane laughed when he heard this. Because he finally heard the good news.
However, at this time, good news continued. His adjutant came to report that the imperial army had penetrated into the Kuncheng Lake front line. They would cut off the retreat of the Changshu defenders at the Sancha intersection and encircle the Changshu defenders.
"Yoohee!"
A smile finally appeared on Matsui Iwane's old face. He stood up and ordered loudly: "Order, the Sasaki Brigade, the 23rd Wing, and the Yongjin Detachment step up their attack on Changshu. Order the First Brigade of the Air Force to dispatch no less than one brigade of bombers for aerial fire support."
Order the Bo Tian detachment to let Chuichi Bo Tian attack Yushan tonight. I will ask the 33rd Regiment to cooperate with him. If he can't take Yushan again, let him commit suicide by committing seppuku!
Order the 6th Brigade of the 9th Division to capture Suzhou tonight...
Order the 58th Regiment to attack Fushan tonight. After Changshu is defeated, this is the best time for our army to expand our results...
Order,......"
Matsui Iwane issued more than a dozen orders in succession. He wanted to capture the Wu-Fu line from the evening of the 20th to the early morning of the 21st and force the Chinese defenders to retreat.
At the same time, Duan Wu didn't know it. He was walking towards Sanchakou with his vast army, from where he headed to the headquarters of the 48th Army.
Xie Jinyuan drove the car and asked Duan Wu, who was facing the co-pilot: "Tuanzi, how do you think the next battle will turn out? Is it possible that the Japanese army will be repulsed, or is it the same as before, after they occupy North China, Just negotiate peace with us?”
Duanwu sneered and said: "The reason why China is like this now is because of peace talks. Since the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, peace talks and compromises have been going on. The Eight-Nation Allied Forces have fought all the way to BJ, and they are still talking about peace talks."
Xie Jinyuan reminded: "At that time, Chinese soldiers were still armed with cold weapons..."
"Shit, there's also a foreign gun team."
Before Xie Jinyuan finished speaking, Duanwu said disdainfully. In his eyes, they were just a bunch of idiots fighting a war. The foreigners have guns, but you don’t. That doesn’t matter. You can sneak attack at night and engage in hand-to-hand combat. But what’s the use of the foreigners’ guns? You have to fight the foreigners head-on.
In Grandma's Great Plains, we charged head-on against the foreigners, and all of them were already dead before they even got in front of them.
So Dragon Boat Festival gave them a message: bravery in battle is admirable, but without brains, you are stupid to death, that's all.
Of course, that is all in the past tense, Xie Jinyuan is asking about the present.
Duanwu said: This battle is still not optimistic. The Japanese army was prepared, but we were not. Although we had many people in the Battle of Songhu, we fought very passively. The Chairman kept thinking about peace talks and missed the opportunity. This gave the Japanese army a chance to land.
Moreover, he retreated again and again. He did not want millions of square kilometers of land, but he insisted on a small area as big as the Red Army. Our commission is stupid enough.
"hey-hey!"
Xie Jinyuan giggled and said to Duanwu: "This kind of thing is something we can only discuss between brothers. If outsiders hear about it, it may be detrimental to Tuanzuo's career!"
Duanwu nodded and said: "Indeed, Lao Yang also asked me to go to the Central Party School for further study. He said that when I come out from there, my future will be bright."
Xie Jinyuan congratulated: "Congratulations to the group in advance."
"Shit, the Japanese haven't finished beating them yet, how can we talk about a bright future?"
Duanwu was disdainful, but little did he know that Xie Jinyuan on the side was already jealous! .....
