Shenyang Arsenal.

Zhang Xinghan arrived at the warehouse of the arsenal by car with the guard platoon, and the soldiers in charge of guarding the arsenal hurriedly opened the warehouse door.

"Little Lizi, go and get me the person in charge of the arsenal." Zhang Xinghan walked towards the warehouse and instructed Xiao Lizi.

"Yes." Xiao Lizi answered, and immediately sent a guard to carry it out.

Taking advantage of the gap, Zhang Xinghan walked around the warehouse, and roughly calculated that the military warehouse where he was located was at least tens of thousands of square meters, and the guns and ammunition in it were piled up, all kinds of them, some of which were produced by the Shenyang Arsenal itself, and there were also a large number of weapons and equipment captured in the foreign battles of the previous warlords of the Feng family, mainly in the Second Zhifeng War.

"Damn, there are more than 100,000 rifles here, thousands of light and heavy machine guns and various artillery, too many pistols and grenades to count, and countless bullets.

Not counting anything else, the equipment hoarded in the warehouse of the Shenyang Arsenal of the Northeast Army alone is enough to expand the army of 100,000. Zhang Xiaoliu is really a fucking loser, the most fucking loser bastard in modern history, Lao Tzu Zhang Zuolin saved him such a large family business, he couldn't bear to give it to himself, it's really fucking angry with me! Zhang Xinghan looked at the mountains of equipment and ammunition, and burst into foul language in anger.

When Zhang Xinghan was scolding Zhang Xiaoliu for being a loser, a guard walked over quickly with two middle-aged men in suits and glasses.

"Commander, they're the head of the arsenal." The soldier snapped and saluted.

Zhang Xinghan looked up and down, politely saluted and said: "Introduce yourself, Zhang Xinghan, the commander of the contemptible Fengtian City Defense, needs your help now." ”

"In the Lower Shenyang Ordnance Industry Bureau, Weng Zhilin, the battle of Beidaying, Commander Zhang's name has resounded throughout the city, and we are also like thunder, our General Office Zang has been notified of the humble post, if there is anything to order, we will fully cooperate." The middle-aged man on the right, who was a little older, hurriedly said.

"The General Office of Tibet?" Zhang Xinghan was a little puzzled.

"Oh, it's Zang Shiyi, the governor of Liaoning Province and the mayor of Shenyang, who is also the general office of the Ordnance Industry Administration, and the affairs of the arsenal are usually taken care of by the subordinates, and the final decision is in the hands of the governor of Tibet." Weng explained.

"Oh." Zhang Xinghan nodded expressionlessly, Zang Shiyi, a famous warlord in the Northeast in history, before the 918 incident, had won the appreciation of Zhang's father and son, when the Huanggutun incident occurred, he took the lead in organizing the blockade of the news, kept it secret, and secretly sent someone to inform Zhang Xueliang, which made a lot of achievements for Zhang Xueliang to take over the three eastern provinces smoothly.

In addition, this person is an honest official and has considerable governance skills, so he was reused by Zhang Xueliang and successively promoted to the post of governor of Liaoning Province, but after the 918 incident, he was arrested by the army because he was unwilling to retreat.

However, judging from Zang Shiyi's performance before defecting to the enemy and treason, this person is still loyal, if he hadn't fallen into the hands of the enemy and was forced to be helpless, he might not have done anything rebellious.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Xinghan said: "Weng will do it, I have something I want to ask you, I hope you can answer truthfully." ”

"Commander Zhang has nothing to ask, he knows everything and says everything." Weng Zhilin hurriedly said.

"Is there a secret cache of chemical weapons hidden in our arsenal warehouse?" Zhang Xinghan asked straight to the point.

Weng Zhilin glanced at Zhang Xinghan in surprise when he heard this, and then nodded: "There are a batch of poison gas bombs bought by the young marshal from Europe, which were bought after the Middle East Road incident to deal with the Russians, but since then, our Feng army has hardly had any major battles, so the poison gas bombs have never been used." ”

"Yes, it's fine." Zhang Xinghan said happily: "At present, Yue Kou is gathering troops, and will soon attack Shenyang again, in order to defeat the Yue army, I plan to requisition this batch of poison gas bombs, and I also ask Weng Huiban to support it." ”

"The General Office of Tibet said that as long as you fight yourself, the things in the warehouse of the Shenyang Arsenal, Commander Zhang, you can take as much as you want, and we will do our best to support the soldiers to fight against the Yukou, defend Shenyang, and defend the Northeast." Weng Zhilin did not hesitate at all, and agreed very happily.

"Okay." Zhang Xinghan said: "In addition to this batch of poison gas shells, I also ask the Weng Huiban to send me 100,000 rounds of rifle ammunition, 200,000 rounds of machine gun ammunition, 30,000 rounds of pistol ammunition, and 2,000 rounds of artillery shells. ”

"Well, no problem, I'll let someone do it right away." Weng Zhilin nodded again in agreement.

"Then it's troublesome for Weng to do it, Xinghan still has military affairs in his body, so he will leave first." Zhang Xinghan saluted the military salute.

"Commander Zhang, walk slowly." Weng Zhilin hurriedly turned around and said.

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Weng Zhilin's work efficiency was very good, and not long after Zhang Xinghan returned to the headquarters from the arsenal, he sent someone to secretly send a large number of ammunition and poison gas bombs.

In the headquarters, Zhang Xinghan was using his watch to produce poison gas bombs and aerial bombs, and with a large amount of ammunition outside as a cover, he could produce as much ammunition as possible.

Now he sits in the Shenyang Arsenal, which also has hundreds of thousands of ready-made weapons and equipment in its warehouses, and as long as there is sufficient ammunition, the 8,000 defenders can use all kinds of light and heavy machine guns and automatic firearms as unscrupulously as possible, without worrying about the shortage of ammunition.

In this way, the firepower of the defenders will inevitably be greatly strengthened, and it will not be so easy for the army to break through the defense line of the defenders of Shenyang.

Looking at the poison gas bombs and aerial bombs constantly falling out of the light curtain, the corners of Zhang Xinghan's mouth couldn't help but sneer with a smug smile, what about the Kwantung Army? What about this empire?

With this watch, which can produce unlimited ammunition, his squadron will never run out of ammunition.

And now he has successfully mastered Zhang Xiaoliu's biggest belongings, the Shenyang Arsenal Military Industry System Series Factory, the Northeast Air Force and a number of armored troops, as long as he wins the battle against the Kwantung Army and gets a chance to breathe, Zhang Xinghan will be able to complete the expansion of the army in a very short time and build a new Northeast Army.

He is not Zhang Xiaoliu, he has nearly 80 years of advanced knowledge and foreknowledge of the direction of history, as long as he has a strong enough new army, at that time, his goal will not be as simple as just defending the northeast.

By 12 o'clock in the afternoon of the same day, the defenders in Shenyang had all received supplementary ammunition and guns, and the field positions outside the city had been reinforced and modified according to Zhang Xinghan's requirements.

At the same time, the army had already gathered more than 10,000 troops in Sujiatun, and Seishiro Itagaki and Ishihara immediately sent a large group of forward troops to three kilometers outside the south gate of Shenyang and began to build an attack position.

By two o'clock in the afternoon, the construction of the army's forward sortie position was completed, and Itagaki Seishiro immediately personally commanded the main force of more than 6,000 2nd Divisions to station and begin a formal attack on Shenyang.

"I ......!" In the typical offensive mode of the Yue Army, 36 75mm field guns of the Second Wing of the Second Field Artillery Regiment of the Second Division of the Yue Army, which had just arrived from Haicheng through the South Manchurian Railway, began to shell the positions of the First Regiment in the south of Shenyang City.

"Boom, boom, boom......!" Dozens of shells dragged the scarlet slender tail flame and smashed down on a mass of positions, and there was a violent explosion.

For a while, a group of officers and soldiers hiding in the anti-artillery holes and bunkers only felt the ground trembling under their feet, and the soil was constantly scattered overhead.

At the head of the South Gate City, Zhang Xinghan held a telescope and looked at the position that was already billowing with gunsmoke and flames, his brows were tightly wrung up, and he was silent for a long time.

"Commander, Regiment Commander Liu's phone!" A communications soldier hurriedly ran to Zhang Xinghan's side and reported.

When Zhang Xinghan heard this, he put down his binoculars and walked towards the telephone with the communications corps.

"Hey, I'm Zhang Xinghan." Zhang Xinghan picked up the phone and said.

On the other end of the phone, in the regiment headquarters, Liu Jianguo, the head of the regiment, held the microphone in both hands and said loudly: "Hey! Camp, the little devil's artillery fire is very fierce, and my headquarters is now about to collapse. ”

"Well, I saw it, it was my 75th field artillery group, and it is estimated that the artillery unit directly under the 2nd Division has arrived." On the other end of the phone, Zhang Xing said in a flat tone.

"Then can you find a way to kill his son of a bitch? If this continues, it will have a very serious impact on the morale of our officers and men. Liu Jianguo shook his head, trying to shake off the dirt that had fallen from the top of his head.

"Don't worry, you just give me to resist the infantry attack of the little devil, and I will arrange for the air force to kill the devil's artillery." Zhang Xinghan looked at the field position outside the city with a determined face.

"Hey, don't worry, as long as you kill the little devil's son of a bitch's artillery, I promise, I won't let the little devil pass through the position of a regiment!" Liu Jianguo on the other end of the phone assured with confidence.

"Don't be too careless, this time the little devils are prepared, unlike our previous surprise that caught them off guard, this is a hard-fought positional offensive and defensive battle, whether it is a hero or a bad seed, this battle will be clear!" Zhang Xinghan reminded.

"You can rest assured, I promise that I will not embarrass our Reading Power Seventh Brigade." Liu Jianguo swore a solemn statement.

"Well, I believe that my soldiers will not let me down, the second division of the army is known as the elite, but Lao Tzu is the elite, this is also my intention to put your regiment on the front line, I want to let the military and civilian compatriots in the whole city and Yue himself look at who is the real elite between us and myself! I'll give you artillery fire and air support if necessary! Zhang Xinghan nodded.

"Yes!" Liu Jianguo enthusiastically agreed, and immediately hung up the phone.

At this time, the artillery fire of the Japanese army had begun to extend, and the sound of explosions was gradually disappearing.

Liu Jianguo immediately turned his head and shouted to the outside of the regiment headquarters: "Herald, I have finished my three-plate axe, and I have ordered the whole regiment to prepare for battle immediately, so that the little devil can taste our strength!" ”

"Yes!" The two heralds who had been waiting outside answered aloud at the same time, and then turned and went down the traffic trench to relay the order.