"In short, be prepared for all battles!" After saying that, Liu Anguo stood and gave a military salute to Zhang Tianhai: "Captain Zhang, there are still important matters to deal with in Liu's regiment. It is inconvenient to stay for a long time, so I will leave first. "
Zhang Tianhai returned the military salute and said: "Okay, then Brother Liu, please excuse me first. See you at six o'clock tomorrow morning!"
"Okay." Liu Anguo nodded, turned and left.
After Liu Anguo left, Zhang Tianhai sat down and asked everyone in front of him: "Everyone, do you have anything else to add?"
"Team leader, is it a bit of a waste for us to let the first battalion take the main attack this time?" Zhou Fangjie did not shy away and said directly.
"What should I say?" Zhang Tianhai asked with his hands on the table.
"The 1st Battalion is the battalion with the most veterans and the strongest combat effectiveness in our regiment. Isn't it inappropriate to place it on the battlefield of civil war?" Zhou Fangjie said bluntly.
At this time, Guo Qiliang spoke: "I don't think there is anything wrong with this arrangement. Han Fuqu's security team is not a general. This time the principal is obviously going to attack Chief Han. It is impossible for Han Fuqu, a chief executive, not to have such political acumen. They To the west are the 87th and 88th Divisions of our Central Army. Although these two divisions were rebuilt after the war in Nanjing, they are still division-level units after all, so they are very likely to launch an attack on us, so the 1st Battalion It’s totally appropriate to put it in this location.”
Zhang Tianhai pondered for a moment and said: "Let's arrange it this way, and keep it unchanged to cope with all changes."
"That humble position cannot be replenished." Zhou Fangjie straightened his back and said loudly.
"Okay, dismissal." After saying that, Zhang Tianhai yawned loudly and then went back to his room to sleep.
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In the early morning of this day, it was five o'clock in the morning on January 10, 1938.
At this point, other troops were still resting, and the entire first regiment directly under Zhang Tianhai's third theater had already gotten up to make food.
At 6:50, the Zhiyi Regiment, which had made all preparations, finally completed its assembly. At the same time, the 44th Independent Artillery Regiment also assembled.
The 44th Independent Artillery Regiment, like other independent artillery regiments, is equipped with thirty-six artillery pieces. However, the 44th Independent Artillery Regiment is equipped with a Japanese-made Type 38 75mm field gun. Together with the artillery battalion of the Zhiyi Regiment, it can forty-four It's a door cannon.
It has to be said that the First War Zone Commander gave Han Fuqu enough face and gave this elite the treatment they deserved.
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Time, 7:30 in the morning; location, in a private house in Qingqiupo Village.
Han Fuqu, who had already put on his military uniform, slowly walked down the stairs accompanied by the commander of the pistol company Han Sandao. After all, he was bloated and not as agile as when he was thin. A car was already waiting for him downstairs. There were two military trucks in front of the car as the way vehicles, and the soldiers on them were all top-notch elites he selected from the grassroots troops.
Since becoming the "King of Shandong", Han Fuqu has long ceased to be the brave man who dominated the northwest, and has begun to live a life of caring for his body.
It is undeniable that when he took office as chairman of the Shandong Provincial Government, he vigorously developed education, but this does not seem to conflict much with his "cherishing oneself" mentality.
Of course, selecting a pistol company is one of the key points. The officers and soldiers of these pistol companies are all skilled in martial arts, and their ammunition is perfect. In addition to different training subjects, the role of this company is comparable to that of later special forces.
When Han Fuqu arrived at the car, the tall Sun Tongxuan was already waiting for him: "Commander-in-Chief, please get in the car."
Han Fuqu took off his white command gloves, patted Sun Tongxuan's shoulder with his fat hand, and said, "Yinting, it's up to you whether I can come back this time."
Sun Tongxuan stood at attention and saluted: "Commander-in-Chief, please rest assured. As soon as gunshots are fired in the city, I will immediately lead my troops into the city. Near the south city gate, I have arranged brothers from two companies, ready to seize the gate at any time."
"Well, good." Han Fuqu nodded, then got into the car and went into the city with his pistol.
Now that he was fully prepared, Han Fuqu didn't have much to worry about and let Han Sandao go into the city directly.
Han Sandao, whose surname is not Han, is a wanderer who is good at using a big sword. He is known as "you will die under three swords". It was just by chance that he was rescued by Han Fuqu when he was being hunted, so out of curiosity I was grateful, so I changed my name to Han Sandao.
Regarding Han Fuqu's orders, Han Sandao always fulfilled them to the letter, otherwise Han Fuqu would not have been able to train him as a guard company commander.
But what they didn't know was that when Han Sandao and his troops arrived at the South City Gate, a telegram had already been sent from the gate of the South City Gate to the 87th Division and the 88th Division. The division and the headquarters of the first regiment directly under the third theater went to the headquarters, and the core content only had two words: "action".
"Regiment leader, here's a telegram from the commander." Zheng Man walked up to Zhang Tianhai with a serious face and reported, and handed the latter a piece of telegram. She was very serious on this occasion.
Zhang Tianhai took the message, turned around and said to the troops behind him: "Every troop listens to my order! Take action!"
After saying that, Zhang Tianhai got on his horse, and then took the lead and set off with the officers and soldiers of the special agent company.
It felt like "the spring breeze is so proud that a horse's hoof is broken, and he can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day", but his eyebrows never relaxed.
At 8:15 in the morning, Han Fuqu, who was leading a pistol company, finally arrived at the meeting location.
The building of the conference venue is a typical Western-style building, somewhat similar to the type of building of a Catholic church, but obviously not.
The security outside the conference venue was tight, with teams of heavily armed teams patrolling back and forth. On both sides of the entrance to the venue, machine gun positions were set up, looking like they would be torn into pieces no matter who came to trespass.
After getting off the car and standing at the entrance of the venue, Han Sandao looked around with his eyes, including the machine gun installation points, the number of patrols, the number of patrols, etc.
He wanted to ensure that Han Fuqu was rescued as soon as the accident happened.
"Sir, please show me your ID." The lieutenant colonel on duty at the door stopped Han Fuqu who was about to enter the venue.
Before Han Fuqu could say anything, Han Sandao cursed: "How outrageous! Open your eyes and see, this is Chief Han, the deputy commander of the fifth theater!"
"I'm sorry, I only certify the documents here. This is Chairman Chiang's order. If you have any questions, please consult Chairman Chiang directly." The lieutenant colonel looked businesslike and was not bothered by Han Fuqu's rank as a second-level general. Just pay special attention and so on.
"What the hell..." Han Sandao stared. Just as he was about to take out his pistol, Han Fuqu stopped him. The black muzzles of the guns were already pointing at them.
The young lieutenant colonel's eyes narrowed slightly. He was not angry or spoke, but there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.
"Hey, young people, it's better not to be so impulsive. Let your subordinates put down their guns. We are all members of the National Revolutionary Army, so peace is the most important thing." Han Fuqu said and then took out his military ID card. , handed it to the lieutenant colonel.
The lieutenant colonel smiled and then took the military officer's ID card from Han Fuqu's hand.
After opening the officer's ID card and inspecting it carefully, the lieutenant colonel handed the ID card back to Han Fuqu, and at the same time saluted him with a military salute that was neither humble nor overbearing: "Hello, sir."
Then, the lieutenant colonel ordered the officers and soldiers around him to open the meeting channel, and then said: "Sir, please!"
Han Fuqu nodded and walked in with Han Sandao.
But before Han Fuqu could fully walk in, Han Sandao was stopped. The lieutenant colonel said coldly: "I'm sorry, Chief Han can go in, but the guards can't!"
"What the hell..." Han Sandao bared his teeth and looked unconvinced.
The lieutenant colonel ignored Han Sandao and said directly to Han Fuqu: "Why, does Chief Han not trust the security force of our First Theater Commander?"
Han Fuqu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Sandao, just wait outside. I also believe that the security force of the First Theater Commander's Department can fully protect me, Han."
"In that case, please invite Chief Han in." The lieutenant colonel said with a smile, without even looking at Han Sandao.
This move of Lieutenant Colonel undoubtedly made Han Sandao very alienated: when he was in Shandong, he was the captain of Han Fuqu's personal guard. Who dare not buy Han Sandao's face? Even senior officials such as Lieutenant General Gu Liangmin and Cao Fulin You have to give him some credit, let alone a school-level officer.
This is the difference. After all, this is not Shandong...
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PS: The first update is here, and the fifth update will happen the day after tomorrow. I just ask everyone to wait patiently, hehe.
Thanks to the QQ reading friends who have slept all over the place for their youth and gave me two monthly passes.
Thanks to Qidian Book Friends for not asking for a monthly pass.
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