Huang Mao drove the military car and continued to move forward, but at this time, whether it was in Xiao Linghu's heart or Zhuo Tongfeng's heart, there was a feeling of being blocked by something, and he wanted to find something to vent, but he also knew that in this kind of battlefield, many things were not something they could control. x update the fastest, even if they really don't care about their own life and death, holding their guns and charging up the enemy's position, I'm afraid that the commander above will not agree.

As a soldier, it is in the nature to obey orders, and there must be no second words in this regard.

"No wonder Elder Feng always scolds his mother!" Xiao Linghu said angrily: "If it were me, I would also scold my mother, it's been three days, and I haven't driven the devil into the sea yet, so that the people will suffer." Aren't their 87th and 88th divisions the first to be equipped with German weapons? I also know the weapons of the devils, except for heavy weapons and long-range artillery fire, they are not much stronger than us, why can't they take their positions, but they counterattacked? ”

Xiao Linghu has been puzzled by this question on the way here, there are more than 20,000 people in two divisions, but he can't fight an enemy with less than 6,000 people, is this because the enemy is too strong? Or is it too wasteful?

He suddenly remembered the sand table simulation between himself and Tachibana Jun, when Tachibana Jun gave him the casualty ratio of Chinese and Japanese soldiers was three to one, now it seems that it is indeed relatively objective, even at the beginning of this war, this ratio is already less for the future, it is that the devil is too strong, but too weak.

Zhuo Tongfeng glanced at him and asked leisurely, "Ling Hu, you haven't been a soldier, don't you know our soldiers and the situation?" ”

Xiao Linghu said: "What is your situation?" ”

Zhuo Tongfeng said: "The situation in all aspects cannot be compared with the devil soldiers. Just eat! The devil soldier has three meals a day, and a sufficient amount of rice; Look at our soldiers, two meals a day, and one is thin! The two divisions of our Ninth Army are still the main forces, and the Military Commission takes special care of them. There are also many second-rate troops, and it may take two or three days to eat a full meal, with this kind of physical strength, how can they fight with devils? ”

Xiao Linghu was silent, what Zhuo Tongfeng did was the truth, the physical condition of the soldiers on both sides was not on the same level, how could they compete?

"Also, let's train again!" Zhuo Tongfeng continued: "Our soldier training is also done every day, but what are they training? It's nothing more than queues and spurs, which don't waste any resources. But do soldiers still need queues on the battlefield? This is not the battlefield of cold weapons in ancient times. The most important thing is the ability to shoot, if we can ensure that each bullet can destroy an enemy, we are not afraid of anything, we have more people, the enemy has fewer people, we can fight two, and we can win the game. But, in reality? Our soldiers, compared with the enemy, the marksmanship is not one and a half stars, sometimes the enemy runs to a distance of ten meters, and still can't hit accurately, so they can only waste bullets in vain! ”

"Yes!" Xiao Linghu was also a little helpless: "The devil's marksmanship is fed with bullets, I heard a devil's non-commissioned officer tell me that they have a "Infantry Drill Code", which has clear regulations that after recruits enlist in the army, the bullets used for live firing training every month cannot be less than 150 rounds for rifles, and no less than 300 rounds for machine guns, and there are 1,800 rounds of infantry bullets used for training every year. ”

"Look at us again!" Zhuo Tongfeng said: "In our soldier training, there is little training on shooting, and the funds are pitifully low. In the 88th Division, the maximum limit for training in peacetime was 15 rounds, and in war, only 20 rounds of ammunition were issued. The 88th Army is still the Central Army, which is relatively regular, and as for the other miscellaneous army units, especially those recruits recruited by warlords, they can't even put their guns, so they are thrown on the battlefield as cannon fodder! ”

Although he knew that what Zhuo Tongfeng said was true, Xiao Linghu still said: "I, Chief Zhuo, everyone knows all these difficulties you have posed, but this time it is extraordinary, Commander Zhang asked you to check the 88th Division, in fact, he sent you to supervise the battle, if the 88th Division can't recapture the Bazi Bridge, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back to the headquarters to make a difference!" ”

"Yes!" Zhuo Tongfeng sighed and said: "I also know that this is the case, at this time I don't know what happened at the Bazi Bridge, when the security regiment withdrew, the defensive position had already begun to take shape, and this time it wasn't for them to charge, why did they lose that good position?" ”

Xiao Linghu comforted him and said, "Chief Zhuo, don't worry about it, when we get there, listen to the situation, and maybe we can find the crux of the problem." Then formulate a practical plan to recapture the Bazi Bridge as soon as possible to realize the original plan. ”

"That's all there is to it!" Zhuo Tongfeng nodded, but looked at Xiao Linghu again, and said, "Linghu, let's not be so polite in the future, you just call me eldest brother, don't sir!" Sir! The ground screams make me feel very raw with you! ”

Xiao Linghu also smiled, and immediately changed his words: "That's good, Brother Zhuo!" ”

"That's right!" Zhuo Tongfeng also smiled, and then looked up and down the equipment on Xiao Linghu's body.

He wears a green German-style M35 steel helmet, and the front of the steel helmet is inlaid with a blue sky and white sun national emblem, which is extremely comfortable to look at. The inner lining of the steel helmet was just right to buckle half of his head, and the leather straps on both sides were in a "Y" shape to give up the ears, and the tripping buckle was tightly fastened under the ear of the left side of his face, and a wide belt was strangled under his chin.

Although his military uniform was a little old, it was very clean and tidy, not like most company commanders that Zhuo Tongfeng had seen, looking casual and wrinkled. What interests Zhuo Tongfeng is that Xiao Linghu's leggings are also very different. Generally, people only hit one leg of leggings, and some people are lazy and only hit two-thirds of the leg; Only experienced veterans will wrap the leggings high to the knees, and they will not be too tight, which will affect blood circulation; It won't be too loose, so it's easy to scatter when you're on the march. And the reason why Xiao Linghu's leggings are special is because he uses two pairs of leggings on each leg, first using one pair to tie the thinner part of the leg, and then using the other pair to wrap the leg completely. In this way, you can achieve the same thickness as the whole leg, which is very beautiful.

Being stared at by Zhuo Tongfeng all the time, Xiao Linghu couldn't help but ask, "Brother Zhuo, is there anything wrong with me?" ”

Zhuo Tongfeng shook his head and asked casually: "Ling Hu, your two-legged leggings are so good-looking, does it take a long time every day?" ”

Xiao Linghu understood the reason why he was interested, and said with a smile: "It won't take long, the leggings are proficient, and it will be done in five minutes at most!" ”

Meng Fanwei, who was sitting in front, turned his head and said with a smile: "Our Brother Ling Hu was the most beautiful man in Nanjing back then!" Even if he is a soldier, he pays special attention to his image, if he wants to call me, he is good at everything, he just likes stinky beauty! ”

"you!" Xiao Linghu scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, I play two pairs of leggings for less time than you play one pair of leggings, you yourself are too lazy, but blame others for being diligent, what is the reason?" ”

Meng Fanwei stuck out his tongue, grimaced at them, and turned back again.

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