"But, Tuanza, have you thought about it, what if the army really has a plan?" Zhang Xinghan said hurriedly.

"How dare he rely on the six hundred men and horses of his South Manchurian railway garrison? Lao Tzu can wipe them out with a single regiment. Wang Tiehan said with confidence.

Zhang Xinghan nodded silently and didn't persuade again, because he really didn't know how to persuade Wang Tiehan to prepare in advance, and he couldn't tell him that the army would attack on September 18th, right?

Moreover, Zhang Xinghan also figured out that even if the entire Seventh Brigade was well prepared, if Shangfeng did not have the determination to resist, it would be in vain.

Moreover, at present, the senior officers of the entire Seventh Brigade seem to lack sufficient understanding of the possibility of a large-scale outbreak of war, which can be seen from Wang Tiehan's performance just now.

In fact, even Zhang Xueliang, the young marshal of the Northeast Army at this time, thought that he would not launch a large-scale war, because he believed that it was not in line with the current interests of the army, which Zhang Xueliang personally said in his later years.

It seems that you can only rely on yourself in this matter, Zhang Xinghan said secretly.

After giving Wang Tiehan a military salute, he took his leave and left.

Walking out of the regiment headquarters, Zhang Xinghan lowered his head and pondered as he walked towards the battalion headquarters.

His third battalion is a full-fledged main battalion, with more than 700 troops, and if it is properly arranged, there is still hope to win the upcoming battle of guarding the Beida Battalion, Zhang Xinghan thought in his heart.

Only by solving the Second Reading Force Garrison Brigade of the South Manchurian Railway, which had first solved the attack on Beidaying, could Zhang Xinghan free up his hands to rescue Fengtian City.

Because there are thousands of military and police in Mukden City, and there is the largest arsenal in the country, the ammunition stored in the arsenal warehouses is enough to expand the new army of several divisions.

Only by getting these can Zhang Xinghan turn the tide, because his bullet production machine can only produce bullets and shells now.

So at this stage, he must get a large number of guns and artillery in the Shenyang Arsenal and Shenyang City.

The regimental headquarters was not far from Zhang Xinghan's third battalion headquarters, about four or five hundred meters, and within a few minutes, Zhang Xinghan returned to his battalion headquarters.

At this time, a small wattage yellow light bulb in the battalion headquarters emitted a faint light, so that the entire battalion headquarters would not be overwhelmed by darkness.

Zhang Xinghan walked into the battalion headquarters, and Xiao Lizi, a communications soldier who stayed behind, hurriedly greeted him and saluted: "Camp, you are back!" ”

"Well, what about Deputy Battalion Commander Liu?" Zhang Xinghan asked.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Liu went out with the sappers." Xiao Lizi replied.

"Oh." Zhang Xinghan knew that Liu Jianguo had planted mines according to his orders, nodded his head, and was just about to sit down, when the phone at the battalion headquarters suddenly rang.

Xiao Lizi quickly ran over and picked up the microphone: "Hey, we are the third battalion, who are you?" ”

On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged man in a satin shirt said in a steady tone: "Hello, I'm Zhang Yuxi, I'm looking for your battalion commander." ”

"Oh, it turned out to be Master Zhang, please wait a moment, I'll let us answer the phone." Xiao Lizi's tone suddenly became respectful.

Zhang Xinghan listened to Xiao Lizi's words, but he didn't take the initiative to step forward.

"Yingza, your father is calling for you." Xiao Lizi turned his head and reported to Zhang Xinghan.

"My dad?!" Zhang Xinghan was shocked when he heard this, because the army was on vacation once a month, so Zhang Xinghan had not returned to "his" home in Fengtian City since he crossed over, so naturally he had not seen his father and mother in the only part of his memory.

What are they calling for? Zhang Xinghan was a little puzzled, but he still walked over and took the phone from Xiao Lizi's hand: "Hey, Dad." ”

"Xinghan, let me ask you, did you fight two Ronin in Fengtian City during the day today?" Zhang Yuxi on the other end of the phone asked.

{"Well, they bullied the old man in the street, and I touched them, and in a fit of rage, I taught them a lesson."} Although I don't know how my father would know, Zhang Xinghan still answered truthfully.

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Yu's face was pale with joy: "You, you know that you are impulsive and cause trouble, don't you know that the relationship between China and China is so tense now?" How dare you provoke me? ”

"Dad, Xinghan, as a soldier, how can he sit idly by and ignore the people of my country who are beaten on the street? I'm doing this just to fulfill the responsibilities of a soldier. Zhang Xinghan said righteously.

Zhang Yuxi on the other end of the phone listened to Zhang Xinghan's words, his tone softened, and he said bitterly: "I understand what you said, but Xinghan, heroes don't suffer immediate losses, I said that I killed Zhang Dashuai in Huanggutun at the beginning, and Zhang Shaoshuai, the revenge of killing his father, didn't he endure it?" You have to understand that Dad is just you and Xinghua's two sons, and Dad doesn't want anything to happen to you. ”

Feeling the heartfelt care and love of the father on the other end of the phone, Zhang Xinghan felt warm in his heart and said, "Dad, you understand what you said, and you will pay attention to it in the future." ”

Zhang Yuxi on the other end of the phone nodded with satisfaction, and said: "Don't worry too much about this matter, before I call you, your uncle Wang has already told me that they have suppressed this matter, you won't have any trouble, you just take care of yourself, go home to see me and your mother when you are free, after all, the second child is not at home, and your mother is talking about you all day long." ”

"Oh, okay." Zhang Xinghan nodded: "Then you and your mother take care, that's all." With that, he hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xinghan walked out of the battalion headquarters in a solemn mood, stared at the starry night sky and muttered to himself: With my surname, I actually suffered a loss this time and did not take the opportunity to retaliate and threaten, it seems that the big war is really coming.

After a night of speechlessness, Zhang Xinghan slept well, although he knew that the big war was coming, he also had to eat and drink enough, and sleep enough to have the mental and physical strength to deal with the next battle, right?

Therefore, after washing, Zhang Xinghan asked the orderly to bring the breakfast prepared for him in the room to his reading bedroom, and began to eat breakfast deliciously.

Zhang Xinghan slept energetically and ate a fragrant breakfast, while Liu Jianguo, as the deputy battalion commander, and dozens of sappers and soldiers in the battalion did not have such a good life.

They fought all night last night and finally completed the task of laying mines given to them by Zhang Xinghan.

No, when Zhang Xinghan was eating breakfast with relish, Deputy Battalion Commander Liu Jianguo walked in with a tired face, and his bright eyes were red and bloodshot at the moment, looking very haggard and tired.

"Jianguo, the work is done?" Zhang Xinghan looked up at Liu Jianguo and asked.

"Well, according to your orders, the open space and vegetable fields in our camp area are all planted with mines and grenades with tripstrings." Liu Jianguo yawned and replied.

"Okay, well done." Zhang Xinghan smiled at this time, pointed to the remaining breakfast on the table in front of him, and beckoned: "Hurry up and have some breakfast, after eating, you and your brothers will hurry up and make up for sleep, give me enough energy, and then there will be a fierce battle." ”

"Vicious war?" Liu Jianguo looked at Zhang Xinghan suspiciously, but after working all night, his stomach was already hungry, and as soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to pick up the steamed buns and porridge on the table and began to eat it violently.

"yes, a fierce battle." Zhang Xinghan seemed to answer and nodded as if he was talking to himself.

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On September 17, 1931, at half past three in the afternoon, the 3rd Battalion of the 620th Regiment of the Beida Camp in Fengtian City was encamped.

At this time, the sun had begun to tilt, and the not very strong sunlight pulled the figures of the officers and soldiers of the third battalion gathered in the open space of the station.

On the camp, more than 700 officers and men of the 3rd Battalion, under the leadership of battalion commander Liu Jianguo, lined up in seven neat rows, and the soldiers wore neat and clean blue military uniforms, steel helmets or military hats with blue sky and white emblems on their heads, black cloth and white coarse cloth shoes on the soles of their feet, and neat leggings tied to their legs.

On his shoulders are all Liao 13 type manual bolt rifles, made in Hanyang, (the former is a self-produced rifle produced by the Shenyang Arsenal to imitate the 38 cover and Mauser rifles, which is the main rifle weapon of the Northeast Army.) On the head of the rifle, the sharp bayonet glowed with a blinding chill in the sunlight.

While the officers and soldiers of the whole battalion were waiting, Zhang Xinghan took several orderlies and carried several large boxes from his battalion headquarters with his head held high.

The eyes of the officers and men of the whole battalion were attracted by the large wooden boxes carried by the orderlies, and everyone's eyes were full of doubts.

Under the gaze of the officers and soldiers of the whole battalion, Zhang Xinghan took the orderly soldiers to carry a large wooden box to the rostrum in front of the queue, after taking the stage, Zhang Xinghan first glanced at the subordinates under the stage with his eyes, only to see that their queue was horizontal and vertical, neat and consistent, all the soldiers were in high spirits, a sharp bayonet was glowing, and a solemn aura was invisibly diffused.

They are the most elite troops of the Northeast Army, they are the trump card of the trump card, from this moment on, it is up to me Zhang Xinghan to rewrite their fate, they will use their blood to defend the Beida Battalion, defend the dignity and glory of their Northeast Army ace troops.

From then on, the Northeast Army is no longer a coward, but an iron-clad hero! Whether they live or die, keep their name alive!

Secretly made up his mind, Zhang Xinghan waved his hand, and several orderly soldiers behind him immediately opened all the big wooden boxes.

As soon as the box was opened, the mountain of bullets inside immediately shone brightly in the sunlight.

Zhang Xinghan grabbed a 7.92 rifle cartridge and said loudly to his subordinates who were still confused: "Brothers, from now on, I will provide you with sufficient ammunition, and you will give me a twelve-point spirit to defend our defense area and defend the glory of our soldiers to the death." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the confused subordinates to respond, Zhang Xinghan waved his hand again and said: "Infantry, one hundred and fifty rifle rounds per person, three base ammunition for each machine gun, one hundred rounds of ammunition for each pistol, and two hundred rounds for mortar shells per gun, now line up to receive it!" ”

The officers and soldiers in the audience all looked at each other, where was there so much ammunition in the barracks? Mortars two hundred rounds each? I'm a good girl!

However, despite doubts, all the officers and soldiers quickly carried out Zhang Xinghan's order, lined up in an orderly manner and began to receive bullets and shells, which shows that Zhang Xinghan's prestige among them is still very high.