Chapter Ninety-Four: A Conversation with the Throne

"What does Brigade Commander Zhao mean by this? Is there anything important to ask me to go to your brigade headquarters? I couldn't hear Zhao Ziming's words, and Wu Guangxing's words were cold. He is the secretary general of the party department of the 500 Army, and he is half a level higher than the army commander, what level is your brigade commander? Dare to speak to the secretary in this tone?

Wu Guangxing usually doesn't oppress people with power, but that doesn't mean he won't! As soon as the two sentences were spoken, Zhao Ziming opened his mouth and didn't know what to say!

"Squeak-" There was a sudden scream in the sky!

"Not good! The devil is starting to **! Wu Guangxing shouted, stretched out his hand and put the steel helmet on his head, and lay down in the trench, and people hid the shells!

Zhao Ziming wanted to say something, but the guards behind him had already pulled Brigade Commander Zhao and jumped into the trench. Devil**, it's much safer in the trenches than outside! In this regard, Zhao Ziming did not object. When the enemy shells something, there are trenches that don't go in, that's suicide!

Ten minutes later, the shelling ended. The devil is here! Wu Guangxing grabbed a German-made submachine gun and loaded it with a "bang".

"Secretary Wu, the military seat is looking for you for something important, can you go with me and talk to the military seat?" The tone of the words was much better.

"What is the military seat looking for me?" Secretary Wu glared at Brigade Commander Zhao, and still wanted to use the military seat to press me? You kid! Wu Guangxing's eyes rolled. I don't know what I'm paying attention to.

"How do I know about the military seat? Secretary, come with me. This sounds a little uncomfortable, and it doesn't sound good to ask people to ask for help.

Wu Guangxing raised his submachine gun, straightened up and looked twice at the outside of the trench, "Dadada!" "I fired a shuttle of bullets, my head shrank, and I quickly hid in the trench again." I'll go when this battle is over! ”

"Poof! Poof! "A few bullets from the opposite side hit the dirt at the edge of the trench, and the dust flew everywhere!

Wu Guangxing slowly raised his head again and leaned to the edge of the trench, wanting to observe the outside. "Phew!" A crisp sound, "Oops! With a shout, Wu Guangxing sat down in the trench.

"Secretary!" Zhao Ziming screamed, a tiger pounced, pounced on Wu Guangxing, took off his helmet, and began to pull the secretary's hair. The sound of the bullet hitting the steel helmet made Zhao Ziming more frightened than Wu Guangxing!

"I'm fine!" Wu Guangxing, who was relieved, stretched out his arm to push Zhao Ziming away, raised the submachine gun, this time he simply didn't even look at it, and directly poked the muzzle of the gun outside the trench and pulled the trigger, "Dadada!" Da-da-da-da! "If you don't aim, you will shoot, this is the secretary general, if you change it to an ordinary soldier, you dare to waste bullets like this, and the squad leader doesn't kick him with his foot?

Zhao Ziming was the brigade commander of this unit, and of course he knew the influence that Wu Guangxing had on ordinary soldiers when he stayed on the battlefield. If he forcibly takes Wu Guangxing down now, not to mention the consequences of offending the secretary general of the party department, but to talk about the impact on the morale of the troops, it will be like destroying the Great Wall and digging the foot of the wall! Of course Zhao Ziming wouldn't do such a stupid thing!

Seeing that the battle was raging, Wu Guangxing would definitely not go down with him, and Zhao Ziming simply didn't leave! Reaching out and taking a formal rifle from the soldier next to him, "Click! I loaded the bullet and went to Wu Guangxing's side, and the two of them became comrades-in-arms side by side!

There is an old saying in the "Book of Rites": If something is good at the top, it will be very bad at the bottom. Gao Quan liked to use single-shot rifles when he was fighting, and the high-ranking officers of the 500 Army did not go to the battlefield to exchange them.

The box gun is an automatic pistol, which can be fired in a single shot and in bursts, and has a lot of ammunition, which is very convenient to use, but the range of this weapon on the battlefield is still too close. Unlike rifles, even if it is an old-fashioned Hanyang-made, as long as the marksmanship is good, it can theoretically kill people within 1,800 meters! The single-shot rifle tests the shooting skills, so practicing marksmanship has become a common entertainment for the officers of the 500 Army. Not to mention that the officials are all sharpshooters, at least they are much stronger than the recruits.

Zhao Ziming climbed there, pulled the bolt, shot, pulled the bolt again, shot again, "Smack!" Syllable! Syllable! After a few shots, he took the bullet handed by the guard and pressed it into the chamber.

The two of them were side by side, not even three feet away, and when Zhao Ziming shot, Wu Guangxing was also shooting. The two of them hit a few times and lay down, hit a few times and lay down, and when they used the gun, the secretary looked in the direction of Zhao Ziming's shooting, heh, this Zhao Brigade Commander's marksmanship is okay! Five bullets hit three devils! What friendship is forged faster than a comrade-in-arms shoulder to shoulder in a trench? After repelling the devil's attack this time, the unhappiness in Wu Guangxing's heart just now has been swept away!

Compared with fighting devils side by side on the battlefield and fighting for the survival of the country and the nation, personal quarrels are not worth mentioning at all! Secretary Wu is now looking at Brigade Commander Zhao, completely sympathetic.

Secretary Zhang took out the half box of crumpled Japanese cigarettes from his jacket pocket and handed one to Zhao Ziming, and the two leaned into the trench, smoking cigarettes, enjoying the comfort of this rare battle.

"Ziming, what's the matter with the military seat looking for me?"

"I really don't know, the military seat didn't tell me. By the way, Master Wang is still waiting for you on the phone! Come on! What's the matter, you ask Master Wang on the phone! Suddenly remembering what the division commander was still waiting for in front of the phone, Zhao Ziming took a sharp puff, threw away the cigarette butt, and pulled Wu Guangxing away.

Now that his opinion of Zhao Ziming has changed, Wu Guangxing will certainly not deliberately embarrass Brigade Commander Zhao, after all, people will have to mix in the 500 Division in the future, and it will not be good for him to make the division commander unhappy.

"Let's go, I'll go with you and hear what Master Wang has to say?" As soon as the mustard in his heart was removed, Secretary Wu could also understand Zhao Ziming's difficulties, and simply followed him to the brigade headquarters. Anyway, as long as he doesn't let himself go back to the military headquarters, the secretary general also wants to hear what the military seat has to do with him. As for returning to the military headquarters, when the division of labor before the war, he was assigned to 500 divisions, and before the battle ended, how could the military order be changed without authorization?

"Master Wang? I'm Wu Guangxing. The secretary held a headset in one hand and a microphone in the other, and his tone was calm, with a Confucian style.

"Secretary Wu, there is an order from the military seat, let you call him as soon as you receive the news. Now that the situation of the battle has changed, the positions of various units may have to be adjusted. Now you can talk to the military seat. "Master Wang is only responsible for passing the word, and as soon as the word arrives, the other side hangs up the phone.

"Secretary, you go back to the division headquarters immediately and be with Dazhu. Kanda Masa came up with the 45th Wing of the 6th Division and all the directly subordinate troops! The encirclement of two divisions and one brigade of our army no longer exists! Together with Dazhu, you led the troops closer to the new 501st Division, and all units of our army formed a new battle formation, and we must not give the Japanese army the possibility of separation and annihilation! ”