After listening to Zhang Tianhai's words, Hu Jiaji's face was uncertain. He seemed to be struggling for a long time before he breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "Anyway, this is just an inference. Although theoretically, it It is very likely to happen, but this is not our responsibility. Even if it is reported, I am afraid no one will take it seriously. Even if they take it seriously, if it affects the overall situation of our army and leads to defeat, even if we are shot, we It's also the Qin Shi who has been infamy for thousands of years by the West Lake..."
Zhang Tianhai understood what Hu Jiaji meant. This was because he was in a low position. A thousand words and ten thousand words were nothing compared to a sentence of not being in his position and not planning his political affairs.
Not to mention that Hu Jiaji was not qualified to raise the issue. Even if their army commander Song Xilian came to say it in person, it was just a small suggestion and would not cause much trouble at all.
"Regiment leader, can you please withdraw my first battalion today and replace them with the second and third battalions? If we don't talk about anything else, just our position will be defeated in one day. I will only have 318 people left. And They still have minor injuries on their bodies. If we don't withdraw, I'm afraid our battalion won't be able to hold on..." Zhang Tianhai's eyes were a little moist. Ever since he came to the Songhu battlefield, people were dying around him almost every day, and they were dead. They were all brave young men who were loyal to their motherland and devoted themselves to their country. The soldiers underneath him were changed over and over again, and his heart gradually became numb. He didn't like war, but he had no choice.
Hu Jiaji thought for a while and said: "Hold on a little longer. After twelve o'clock tonight, I will withdraw your first battalion. It has only been a day of fighting, and your first battalion has been reduced to only more than 300 people, let alone The 212th Regiment and the 215th Regiment are over there. This little devil is really fighting for his life. At this rate, I'm afraid he won't be able to fight for long."
It is very impressive to face the sharpness of the enemy's standing divisions with a tired division without being directly penetrated. Please note that this is not the Thirty-sixth Division at its peak, but the Thirty-sixth Division that fought for three months. !
The sound of gunfire on the south bank of the Suzhou River was still the same as usual. At night, both sides agreed to cease fire. Well, it was said that the two sides agreed to cease fire. In fact, the Japanese army stopped attacking, so the ceasefire...
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Nanjing.
Nanjing should be peaceful at this time, but now it is noisy. Many key schools have moved away from Nanjing, and many original residents have fled. Nanjing is now not so much the capital as a material on the Songhu front line. Stock up on points.
Since the Japanese aircraft were mainly concentrated in Shanghai, not many Japanese fighters chose to come all the way to Nanjing to drop a few bombs and then run away. Besides, as long as the gate of Songhu was opened, wouldn't Nanjing still fall? At least for now, good steel must be used on the blade...
The situation in Shanghai is unclear, and senior officials in Nanjing also have no hope. Most social organizations are already on their way to move to Chongqing. At this time, only some residents and military and political agencies are left in Nanjing.
The Ministry of Military and Political Affairs was very busy, and even the Minister of Military and Political Affairs He Yingqin was not allowed to rest.
"Jin Jun, the commission has an urgent message." A lieutenant colonel officer walked up to He Yingqin and reported, holding a piece of paper in his hand.
He Yingqin received the telegram and saw the translated message: "Brother, the Nine-Nation Convention meeting is not going well today. This is all because the frontline soldiers fought bravely to prevent Songhu from falling into the hands of the Japanese invaders. Most of the Japanese invaders' reinforcements are coming. Shanghai may not be safe, and Nanjing is in danger. I hope that brother Jing will be fully prepared, have all the weapons and equipment ready, and fight the enemy to the death in the capital! Chiang Kai-shek's own handwriting."
After reading the contents of the message, He Yingqin slowly closed his eyes. Although the current situation was expected, he was also a little disappointed - after all, the Japanese invaders still failed to give them time to put one hundred Germans The mechanic is well armed...
A yellowing sycamore leaf slowly fell from the tree, rolled around and around, and finally fell to the ground...
The night in Nanjing seems to be the same as before, and it seems to have a bit more nervous and chilling atmosphere...
The tense atmosphere in Nanjing cannot be felt on the Songhu battlefield. After all, there is no second choice except life and death.
Dragging his body, which was much thinner than before the war, Zhang Tianhai walked to the forefront of the position. Before changing defenses, he had to be with his first battalion. The deputy commander was just a false position. For him now Said that the first battalion is the most important thing.
"Tomorrow will be another sunny day, and planes in Japan will be very rampant again..." Zhang Tianhai looked at the night sky of more than seventy years ago and sighed softly.
The moon is like a big disk, emitting a soft and cool light. It will be November soon. The period of scorching heat has passed. The autumn wind is slowly blowing in with a light cold that is as deep as human bones. It is heartfelt. The ground felt the slight chill from late autumn.
Looking at the full moon in the endless night sky, Zhang Tianhai sincerely felt that coming to the Republic of China was like a dream. Maybe some people were born just to accomplish something and advance the progress of a certain period and a certain field. Moving forward, just like Huo Qubing in the Han Dynasty and Qin Shihuang, the eternal emperor of the Qin Dynasty...
As he was thinking about it, Zhang Tianhai suddenly thought of his old and retired parents in his previous life. Tears slowly filled his eyes. He wondered if they, who had always been proud of him, were doing well.
Li Haocheng, Xu Mu, and other familiar and unfamiliar faces appeared in front of them. They were all living people. They died on the battlefield at a young age. If it were in future generations, maybe these people would still be there. You should be in college, or just graduated from college, right? Some are even still in high school?
Thinking of this, Zhang Tianhai smiled helplessly. Some things cannot be assumed or substituted. Fate is inherently unfair...
After thinking about it, two more beautiful faces appeared in front of Zhang Tianhai, one was pure and beautiful, the other was as mature and coquettish as a royal sister, but both of them had one characteristic, that is, they were good-looking, very good-looking, and unrestrained. Nowadays, he is the focus of the crowd.
Yes, these two are the only two women who have crossed paths since Zhang Tianhai came to this era, and they are young and good-looking women - Shen Wei and Zheng Man.
Regarding these two people, Zhang Tianhai is not an idiot. He clearly knows that these two people have a crush on him, but he has to pretend to know nothing because he doesn't know when he will sacrifice tomorrow. They don't need to Thoughtful, but he couldn't help but think too much!
"It would be great if we were in the 21st century. Two good-looking girls could just pick up one of them..." Thinking about it, Zhang Tianhai sighed with infinite regret.
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