"Yes, boss, news just came from Boss Yan, saying that Taiyuan is now broken!" a combat staff officer reported.
The middle-aged man stood up and stared at him.
"Do you know what a crime it is to lie about military information!"
"You...see it for yourself." The chief of staff directly handed over the telegram.
Because there were too many telegrams of all kinds, his main job was to extract useful information from various telegrams and read them to this person.
But obviously, the weight of this telegram is too great.
The middle-aged man took the telegram and raised his eyes.
Likewise, when he read the first sentence, his eyes widened in shock!
[Taiyuan has been defeated, Lin Zhong led 60,000 troops to defend Taiyuan...]
"it is true..."
"it is true!"
"Taiyuan City is broken!"
"So many years..."
The middle-aged man sighed heavily. His idea of pursuing Taiyuan was not just for a day, two days, a year or two...
Taiyuan can be said to be the most important city in Shanxi. Controlling Taiyuan is almost equivalent to controlling most of Shanxi. There is a saying that those who have Taiyuan will win Shanxi...
"It's Lin Zhong!"
"It's Lin Zhong again..."
The middle-aged man began to regret. It would be great if Lin Zhong was his...
Even now the middle-aged man is thinking about what if he had been killed?
After thinking about it, it doesn't work either.
After killing Lin Zhong, Taiyuan should now be in the hands of the little devil...
The middle-aged man looked out the window in the direction of Taiyuan with deep eyes.
"It's a blessing for China to get it, but it's not a blessing for me..."
...
Leijia Town is heading towards the Kwantung Army.
After Huiwang led the large army to fight several times, he finally eliminated most of the intruders. Of course... most of them didn't even see their shadows and just ran away into the mountains...
As for the supply line Huiwang, it was divided into eight lines, and the supplies were only one-third of the original.
That means five days at most. If they don't get supplies within five days, they are likely to starve to death on the road.
"asshole!"
"These bastards from Eighth Road!"
"Quick, speed up, and use the fastest speed to join the troops in the direction of Taiyuan!"
Due to the bombing of the supply line, even his daily food began to shrink. At first, he had at least one chicken per meal, but now he doesn't even have half a chicken per meal...
Now he has begun to daydream about the good days in Taiyuan.
Good wine, roast chicken...
But suddenly, a telegram broke his fantasy!
A communications soldier ran over.
"Report to the general! General Shinozuka urgent call!"
The expression on his face as he looked back after receiving the telegram suddenly solidified at this moment.
"ah?"
"ah!"
"Taiyuan City was destroyed!"
"Asshole! How could it be so fast!"
With a bang, Hui Wang punched the front of the car.
He originally thought that Shinozuka would be able to hold on until he arrived, but he didn't expect that he would arrive so quickly...
Helpless, Hui Wang sighed, it seemed that everything could only depend on him.
"These idiots..."
"You are still called the elite of the empire?"
"Trash! If you don't rely on me, General, that guy Shinozuka will never raise his head in front of me in this life!"
"Speed up and go to Taiyuan!"
"Speed up! Speed up!!!!"
...
Taiyuan City.
Lin Zhong did not assign any combat missions or warning missions to the soldiers.
Looking at it now, there is no need to be vigilant at all.
Lin Zhong found hundreds of chefs in the city to cook for the soldiers!
Be the best!
Zhang Dabiao led his men to blow open the door of the grain depot!
"Brothers! Let's eat today!"
"Enough meat tubes for today! We've eaten enough, drank enough, and rested enough. We still have a tough battle to fight!"
Lin Zhong stood on the high platform and raised his arms, and hundreds of chefs began to serve!
There are tens of thousands of people, but there are not so many tables now. They just sit on the ground. Each person is given a pair of chopsticks and a bowl. Then the chefs bring a big iron pot to everyone and start serving food with a big spoon, stewed elbows, stewed chicken, Pork vermicelli, and finally a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup!
Although there was no table, the scene was not chaotic. The soldiers sat on the ground and lined up in an orderly manner. Although everyone devoured the food, they did not fight for it.
Lin Zhong inspected and nodded with satisfaction when he saw that these brothers were eating so deliciously.
Suddenly, after seeing the behavior of some soldiers, he frowned and felt a little dissatisfied.
"Hey, eat less staple food. If you feel nauseous, get rid of it immediately!"
"You can feel full just like eating an elbow."
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldier immediately put the bun aside and began to gnaw on his elbow.
"That's right!" Lin Zhong smiled with satisfaction.
Many soldiers cried directly while eating.
I have never eaten such good food in my life!
I've always been hungry since I was born. I was so hungry that I couldn't even eat when I was a kid. I've been able to stay hungry since I joined the team, but I've never eaten something as good as elbows!
Of course, most of the people crying were the soldiers of the 177th Division.
Although the people who followed Lin Zhong didn't usually eat so well, they still had a lot of food in every meal.
Lin Zhong returned to the city and nodded with satisfaction.
After a while, Mr. Hou came over.
"Commander, is there something wrong with this?"
Lin Zhong: "Huh? What's wrong? Aren't the soldiers eating very happily?"
Commander Hou's expression was a little solemn and he continued: "Commander, the Kwantung Army will come in less than a day. We should make preparations now instead of feasting here!"
Although, he had eaten a couple of elbows just now and came here after eating.
Lin Zhong: "Mr. Hou, please wipe the oil from the corners of your mouth first."
Mr. Hou blushed...
Lin Zhong looked outside Taiyuan City at this time.
Outside the city, almost every inch of the land was red with blood and black with shells.
It is even more unclear how many people's blood he has been stained with, but Lin Zhong can guarantee that the blood outside the city belongs to the soldiers.
Mr. Hou stared at Lin Zhong closely, waiting for his reply.
Lin Zhong turned to stare at Mr. Hou, their eyes met, and said slowly: "Mr. Hou, this is the last meal for many of them."
boom!
In one sentence, Mr. Hou felt as if his heart had been hammered.
He fell silent.
Because of what Lin Zhong said, he couldn't respond.
As long as there is a battle, people will definitely die, and he can't even think about the war that will break out next, let alone how many people will die.
It was exactly like this, so he kept tense...
Only Lin Zhongcai thought that this was the last meal for many soldiers and they should try to eat as much as possible...
Bloodshed and sacrifice are inevitable.
Lin Zhong patted Mr. Hou on the shoulder and smiled calmly, "Mr. Hou, you don't need to be so stressed."
"There's no such thing as a war without death."
"But for the sake of the land our ancestors left for us, it doesn't matter if we die. There is no coward among us."
