Chapter 157: Defection

Zhang Ziwen seems to have received a response from heaven.

As early as a few years ago, the construction of the railway from Hengyang to Ningming began, and it was hoped that this railway would be used to transport materials.

By the end of the thirty-ninth year, it had been repaired to the guests.

The Japanese army found the threat of this railway and sent planes to bomb it one after another, but the railway did not stop.

continued to build dozens of miles of land with flesh and blood.

Seeing that it was useless, the Japanese army sent the Fifth Division and the Taiwan Brigade to force a landing in Qinzhou Bay on 1 November.

The Japanese soldiers were divided into three routes, the middle road passed through Datang to take Nanning, the left road passed through the defense city to outflank, and the right road took Sitang to cut off the reinforcements.

At this time, Xia Wei's mother died, and all the officers of the 46th Army were in Xia's house, and Zhang Fakui of the Fourth War Zone discovered this problem.

But there was no movement in Guilin, so he didn't bother with it, and only gave a telegram.

Zhang Fakui didn't expect that Bai Chongxi was attending the Sixth Plenary Session of the Fifth Central Committee again, and the Guilin camp was handed over to his adjutant.

Bai Chongxi's adjutant also ran to Xia's house in order to comfort Xia Wei.

As a result, Nanning fell, and Japan began to organize resistance when it captured Kunlun Pass.

When Bai Chongxi received the news, he automatically asked for help, not only allowing him to transfer the Gui army, but also the Fifth Army, the only mechanized army, and 150,000 troops to him.

The Fifth Army had just been reorganized and was short of personnel.

The Gui family, who stretched out his hand to southern Qiannan, paid attention further north, said hello to He Yingqin, and transferred all the registered recruits near southern Qiannan.

"Regiment commander, call from the division headquarters."

Zhang Ziwen took the telegram, and what was written on it made Zhang Ziwen feel a little wrong.

He Shaozhou actually asked the supplementary regiment to go directly to Laibin from Duyun on the railway, as a reserve for the Fifth Army.

The supplementary group is He Shaozhou's backhand, how can he let go so easily.

He Shaozhou was unlucky, he did not win the position of commander of the Ninth Army, and there were no more arms to transport but Huang Ping.

The recruits who came to the supplementary regiment in the middle of the year took Hanyang-made and Zhongzheng with Hanyang, and took it for granted that the supplementary regiment had not developed.

In addition, some time ago, Zhang Ziwen sent another thousand well-trained recruits, and they all brought guys.

He Shaozhou thinks that the supplementary group has taken out the old bottom, and now there are only two or three kittens.

The limited supplementary group arrived before December 10, and there was plenty of time.

"Lu Wenqing, call the battalions and ask the battalions and companies to come over for a meeting tonight."

Zhang Ziwen continued to ponder, and after watching it several times, he recalled He Shaozhou's attitude in the past year.

In addition, this time, He Shaozhou is probably restrained, so he can't develop his strength.

This time, he simply regarded himself as an outcast, got rid of the shackles, and was able to talk to Lao Jiang without a descendant.

Zhang Ziwen thought for a few hours, and then the nearest March arrived first.

"Let's do it, you can take a look at this message first."

The lobby of the Li family has long been turned into an operational staff room, and there are more than twenty or thirty people rubbing together.

"He Shaozhou is going to throw us to the Central Army, what are your plans?"

March has been off for more than a year, and his brain has improved a bit.

"Wait for the old pole to take a look, he has a lot of ideas and a lot of ideas."

Since the old pole came back, he has studied the current situation in China.

If nothing else, at least it has boosted the morale of the army.

The old pole spent all the actual control of the Japanese army, and Zhang Ziwen took it over to take a look.

lamenting that his pattern was too small, he praised the old pole and brought the map back and hung it on the wall.

The Japanese army could only control the cities, and could not effectively control the transportation when it arrived, and they could bully and bully them when they fought guerrillas.

It is said that most of the country has been captured, but in fact, except for the three eastern provinces, which can be completely controlled by the Japanese army, the remaining mountainous areas in the enemy-occupied areas are all their own.

"Your kid has been mixing well lately, do you want to raise some people in Weng'an?"

The old pole is older, but he is more unscrupulous.

"Captain, bring me some wine first."

Zhang Ziwen could only smile bitterly, this old pole.

"Your apprentice can't come, he'll be waiting for us in Duyun."

The old pole didn't care, which one the big horse golden knife was going to sit on, took off his hat, and acted like a bandit leader.

"Mao Wenguang, that kid, hasn't come yet."

"You don't have to say a word, wait a while, and if you haven't eaten, let the stone get something to eat first."

I just like to babble, and no one moves.

A few people didn't talk about their own anecdotes, most of which were old pole meat jokes.

"I'm sorry, I'm late, make amends for the beater."

They are all people who deal with the local area, and the year's crawling and rolling are less angularity and more sleek.

To be a man, you can only be square inside and round outside, Zhang Ziwen also knows, but he just doesn't want to do it.

"It's late, you read the message first, and we'll discuss it first.

Tell us what you think. ”

Zhang Ziwen's consistent style, grasp the initiative, there is no need to discuss it if he talks to death first, just give orders directly.

"Commander, this is no longer for us, let us find our own milk to eat."

Others didn't say it, but Mao Wenguang did, but these words drove the atmosphere.

"Regiment commander, what if we just go to the Fifth Army, the Central Army's lineage, and tanks."

It was the old pole's subordinate Lei who was full, and that's right, his mother gave him this name.

After he became literate, he changed himself to Lei Chibao, reading .net

Zhang Ziwen didn't speak, looked at Zhu Qian, and Zhu Qian said that he didn't teach it himself.

"We went as a supplementary group, so we went in recklessly, and there were no bones left for others to eat?"

The old pole listened to Zhang Ziwen's words, and slapped Lei on the head with his backhand.

"Old pole, pay attention to the impact."

The only one who dares to argue with the old pole is Ma Qi, Zhang Ziwen is not too good, Ma Xiaobao is hospitalized again, and no one cares about him.

"If you want me to say, let's talk directly to the Fifth Army and ask for the number of an independent regiment.

Otherwise, transfer 1,800 recruits to them, and Shen Xiaozi's 500, and draw some of the security regiment, it will be enough. ”

Zhang Ziwen originally wanted to take a battalion to test the water first, and if the Fifth Army was willing to give a number, he would transfer troops over.

The old pole is not rough, and the normal replenishment regiment is only one or two thousand people, and if the Fifth Army does too much, it can completely transfer half of the security regiment.

Forming a supplementary regiment of 2,000 people in the past, no one can find fault with it.

The telegram only said that the regiment was replenished, and the number of the independent battalion had not been canceled.

"So who are we going to talk to?"

Sun Liang told everyone to shut up with one sentence, and who to talk to is a big question.

The regimental level is not good, the military level will not pay attention to you at all, and you don't have to report if you are killed.

The division level is just right, but I don't know anyone.

The discussion stopped again, and Zhang Ziwen remembered his old chief, Dai Zhiqi.

Dai Zhiqi, as the director of the Central Three Youth League, and his boss is Lao Jiang's son, so he must know a lot of people.

"Call Fat Wu and ask him to help contact Master Dai."

Zhang Ziwen only remembered that where did these people know about Dai Zhiqi.

"Just call like this, you ask him to help contact Master Dai, saying that Zhang Ziwen is asking for something again."

Zhang Ziwen has always maintained correspondence with Dai Zhiqi and Wan Shijiong, at least the relationship is still there.