Chapter 228 The Unlucky Guys in the City of Nanjing
readx; Just when the angry girls in the Shanghai theater were beating the chickens and cows in the footbasin, the workers' and peasants' troops besieging Nanjing were about to launch a general attack, and the siege weapon was still the giant that appeared on the battlefield in Wuhan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"Surrender the brothers of the Wehrmacht on the other side, and there is no ......way out for Jiang Zhicheng and his lackeys, who are now like lost dogs, as the sun has set." As usual, in the distance, beyond the range of small arms, there were already soldiers of the Workers' and Peasants' Army who immediately shouted in the direction of Nanjing with loudspeakers.
"......" listened to the shouts of the workers' and peasants' army outside the wall, and said that it was strange that they were not moved, they had been besieged for several months, and they did not see the troops who came to relieve the siege coming, and they were all red bandits whose strength suddenly skyrocketed... Ah no, it was the Workers' and Peasants' Army who drove it back.
Although the workers' and peasants' army intentionally or unintentionally allowed a group of grain trucks to deliver grain into the city, but, hell, the grain could only just fill their bellies and launch an attack? Don't be kidding, look at the deployment outside the wall, I don't know which master is helping the Red Army, there are guns of all calibers, from 37 to 410 giant cannons abound, I'm afraid that before rushing out of the city, it was directly removed by the opposite side as a target with a cannonball.
What do you say? Carrying out a resolute counterattack with your own ammunition? Hey, you didn't wake up, you returned the ammunition, you used two-thirds of it last month, and this month is almost over, and it won't be long before the day the city is broken.
In the city of Nanjing, there is no hustle and bustle of the past at this time, with the Red Army's encirclement of the entire city of Nanjing sealed the last gap, the remaining people hiding in the city are all on the list of workers and peasants to deal with and counter/attack/down/count, the rest of the residents as early as when the city of Nanjing was blocked, hundreds of thousands of troops have to stay with these guys who make the people complain and do not produce, every time a large amount of food is mostly into the mouth of this gang of waste, At best, the troops can barely fill their bellies, and the rest can only be regarded as extravagant ideas.
"Niang Xipi, these hateful red bandits." In the presidential palace, Mr. Jiang Zhicheng, the chairman of the National People's Committee, who has a big head, has lost weight several times during this time, followed by dark circles around his eye sockets, and more and more crow's feet at the corners of his eyes.
"Comrade chairman, please calm your anger, you can burn your liver and hurt your body like this." A loyal subordinate persuaded.
"Yes, don't be angry, brother-in-law of the president, let's think about a way out." Kong Xiangxi, who used to be fat, is now a dean of Kong, but now he has lost a lot of weight, and now he is smoking cigarettes again and again with a sad face (still smoking, why do you want to speed up suicide), he is now a little in a trance, I don't know how many times I almost let the cigarette butt burn his hands.
"I don't know what happened to the friendly people in Shanghai." I have always believed in the strength of the so-called powers that can help me suppress the red frenzy, but now that the situation is so eroded, how can the leaders of the party-state not be worried.
"Newspaper... Report!! At this time, after a sharp knock on the door, before the people inside could react, a confidential secretary from the telegraph room broke in.
"Panicked, do you still have a little bit of the appearance of an excellent national defense soldier in Beiyang?!" Jiang Zhicheng probably reached menopause, and looked at the confidential secretary who looked panicked, and roared.
"Brother-in-law, don't be angry, this little brother must have something urgent to report." Dean Kong, who pretended to be a good old man, took the opportunity to pinch off the cigarette butt that was burning in his hand, straightened his somewhat messy hair and a wrinkled straight suit, and showed a smile that was more ugly than crying to the confidential secretary in front of him.
"Report anything you have." As the chairman of the committee, Lao Yang glanced at the confidential secretary in front of him, and signaled to hurry up and stop staying and making the bald head angry.
"Report, Chairman. This is a call from Shanghai. Looking at the eager eyes of the bigwigs, the confidential secretary swallowed his saliva and had to bite the bullet.
"Could it be that the coalition forces won the Red Bandits?" Some of the patriarchs had their ears propped up.
"What do you say over there?" However, some people who are anxious can not care, as long as they can determine some situations.
"This... The confidential secretary was hesitating whether to tell these people who had already raised hope about the defeat of the Shanghai coalition.
"Don't stop this and that, tell me what it says!!" A certain man with a big temper simply wanted to snatch the telegram from the confidential secretary's hand.
"Forget it, I'll do it." Yang Gaoshen sighed, he might have guessed something from the embarrassed expression of the confidential secretary just now, pretended to be indifferent, took the telegram from the confidential secretary's hand, and signaled that the confidential secretary could leave.
"Brother Yang, what's going on, I see that your face is not very good, do you want to go back and recuperate later." The confidential secretary glanced at Yang Gaoshen gratefully, and then left the unusually depressing presidential office without looking back. Regardless of the ease with which the confidential secretary arrived, Lao Yang, who had just glanced at the telegram, was frightened by the contents of the telegram, and his face was as pale as a patient who had a serious illness, holding the telegram as heavy as a thousand pounds with trembling hands, staring at every word on it with his eyes, and ignoring the inquiries of other people around him.
"Comrade Chairman, a big deal... It's not good. Yang Changqing, who was crying and mourning, handed this telegram of mourning and not good news directly to the chairman of the committee who was looking forward to it.
"What is Changqing, is it the coalition forces in Shanghai to collect ...... on the spot" The chairman of the committee, who was talking about the bad habits of the foot basin chicken and cow cow, looked at the telegram in his hand, and immediately stopped saying a word, only his hand was shaking non-stop......
"No, it's about to fall. Half an hour after the allied marines who captured the lair of the Red Bandits in Shanghai, they were beaten by hundreds of steel giants who fell from the sky by the Red Bandits... It's gone. Dean Kong, who was stretching his long neck, was the closest person next to Jiang Zhicheng, and after seeing the content of the telegram with two eyes, his expression was even more ugly than just now, and when he opened his mouth, a lot of bad news popped out.
"What...... Ouch, Mr. Kong Da, Dean of Confucius, you read it right, is it really written on the telegram?! "Granny He (He Yingqin) is still asking Kong Xiangxi, who just spoke.
"What about the navy, so many warships can't sink it." A minister in charge of the navy (not Chen Shaokuan, Lao Chen had already abandoned the darkness and turned to the light at this time and became a member of the glorious People's Navy) raised another question, and everyone paid attention to the fact that the coalition forces were finished, but there was no situation in the navy at all.
"It's all gone, and what do you say about strategic transfers, so that you can better launch a counterattack in the future." Granny He, whose face was indignant, took the telegram and looked like she hated iron but not steel, don't forget that the sun never sets on the empire, alas, how can you say that it is already a great favor for people to send the navy to help you exterminate the red bandits, what do you want to do.
"Wait a minute, how did the coalition navy run, and how did it not transfer strategically." Some of the bigwigs seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, eagerly asking everyone who was reading with a telegram.
"Alas, the Red Bandit Navy dispatched several super giant warships to scare them away." Yang Changqing looked at these people as if the end of the world was coming, and couldn't help but say the relevant content in the telegram he saw just now.
"What? This can't be, it's good that the Red Bandit has a giant catamaran battleship, why did several super giant battleships suddenly pop up......" A high-level who didn't keep his mouth shut, and the big mouth said a fact that no one could deny.