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During the period about the origin of the Battle of Songhu, Matsui Iwane really misunderstood the Navy, but at this moment he habitually put his hat on the Navy.
Therefore, it was strange that Matsui Iwane was not angry after receiving the telegram from the Navy's second-largest figure, Lieutenant General Yamamoto Isoroku.
Even if they are angry, they still have to do their work. No matter how discordant the navy and the army are, it is still an internal conflict, and they still need to be consistent externally.
"Sasaki! Change the map to Shanghai!" Matsui Iwane ordered the major next to him.
"Hai!" the major responded and hurriedly went to change the map.
The camera turned to the Ninth Army headquarters again.
At this time, Commander Feng of the Theater Command Department, Feng Yuxiang, and his party had already arrived.
Adjutant Liu had already prepared tea, and each porcelain tea cup had a faint smoke floating in it, indicating that the temperature of the tea was still very hot.
At the conference table, two rows of officers sat at attention, waiting for Feng Yuxiang, who was sitting in the middle, to speak.
As the commander-in-chief of the Third War Zone, Feng Yuxiang naturally sat in the middle seat. He looked around at the officers present with eagle eyes, exuding a sense of official authority without anger or authority.
As the boss of the Northwest Army, even if he is defeated, his influence is still there. In terms of seniority, even Chiang Kai-shek has to call him eldest brother.
"Everyone, we are holding a meeting now. It is an emergency meeting regarding the changes in the battlefield situation. We need to discuss how to deal with our current changing situation." Feng Yuxiang tapped his index finger on the table with a serious expression.
Soon, someone spoke. It was Zhang Zhizhong, commander-in-chief of the Ninth Group Army. He stood up and said: "Sir Feng, I believe that it is time to immediately adjust the defense posture at this time, focusing on the enemy naval headquarters to defend and block the Japanese army nearby. Counterattack. At the same time, all the armies that came for reinforcements immediately entered a defensive state, focusing on Jiangwan, Huishan Pier and Yangshupu Naval Pier. If we form a line, our humble words are over."
Feng Yuxiang nodded and agreed. As the commander-in-chief of the Third War Zone, the only people he can command are local motley crews, such as the Central Military Academy Teaching Corps, the 36th Division, the 87th Division, and the 88th Division. The ace of the Central Army cannot be commanded.
At this point, Feng Yuxiang is self-aware. His appointment as the commander-in-chief of the theater at this time is, in a sense, more symbolic than practical.
There are millions of national troops, but the number of the Central Army is only more than 700,000, including only a dozen divisions of Huangpu troops.
This war was a national war, and it could not be won by relying solely on the Central Army. After the Battle of Songhu broke out, the third theater was immediately established, and its first commander was Feng Yuxiang, the commander-in-chief of the Northwest Army.
This is telling the people that this war is no longer a civil war in which compatriots kill each other, but a unified resistance war in which we unite as one!
"Do you have any objections?" Feng Yuxiang looked around the crowd and saw only silence.
"There is no objection, it can be implemented immediately! All ministries must cooperate with the Ninth Group Army in combat! The meeting is dismissed!" Feng Yuxiang said loudly, announcing the next combat mission.
As expected, the strong inertia of history is not easy to change. Even if Zhang Tianhai changed history a little bit, it was immediately corrected by history.
Soon, combat orders were issued to all divisions and brigades. Even Zhang Tianhai, who had just come off the battlefield, was called to the regiment headquarters for a meeting.
Speaking of Zhang Tianhai's image at this time, he was a little better than when the battle had just ended. At least the black ash on his face had been wiped away, and it was wiped with Zheng Man's handkerchief.
Speaking of this, I'm afraid many people will think that Zhang Tianhai is thick-skinned. I can't help it, Reporter Zheng doesn't mind anymore, and still feels sorry for Commander Zhang. How can this make people feel sad? What about rejection?
Ever since, Battalion Commander Zhang Day agreed.
The headquarters of the 216th Regiment was silent. The three battalion commanders, regimental commander, chief of staff, and adjutant all arrived.
This is an important mission.
Captain Hu Jiaji, who was injured and covered with bandages, sat in the main seat, with his adjutant standing next to him.
"Everyone is here, now the meeting officially begins." Hu Jiaji's voice was inevitably a little weak when he spoke. After all, he was a wounded person who had been shot several times.
When Commander Hu announced the start of the meeting, all the officers participating in the meeting straightened up and listened to the commander's instructions.
"Since our regiment arrived in Shanghai on the 20th to participate in the war, our regiment has been determined to fight and defeated powerful enemies in succession, which has been recognized by our superiors. Especially Commander Zhang of the 1st Battalion, who has defeated the enemy's headquarters since he became the battalion commander. This is a great achievement, and Commander Feng of the theater and the commander-in-chief of the group army expressed their full affirmation." After saying this, Hu Jiaji took the lead in applauding.
For a moment, there was applause in the small temporary regiment headquarters.
Zhang Tianhai stood up from his chair, stood at attention and saluted: "Thanks to the officers for their full recognition, Yu Lin will continue to lead a battalion to defeat the enemy! Over!"
Looking at the impassioned Zhang Tianhai, a look of envy and jealousy flashed in Gu Xinheng's eyes - no way, Zhang Yulin was too dazzling, covering up his light.
In Gu Xinheng's view, if this continues, Zhang Tianhai, a junior, will probably become the regiment leader sooner than he does.
You must know that in terms of qualifications, he, Gu Xinheng, is a sixth-generation student in Huangpu; in terms of background, he is the younger brother of Gu Zhutong, the deputy commander of the theater; he has long regarded the position of the next leader of the 216th Regiment as his own.
If Zhang Tianhai hadn't come out of nowhere, when Hu Jiaji was promoted to brigade commander, Gu Xinheng would have been the leader of the 216th Regiment.
Zhang Tianhai's dazzling performance made the third battalion commander
