Chapter 15: The Four Elements of the Warehouse (I)
"Can't!" In the crowd, a child soldier who was only fifteen or sixteen years old suddenly gritted his teeth and roared.
"Can't! No!! No!!! The rest of the Sichuan army and the Gui army were stunned, and then they also reacted, and roared hoarsely, at this moment, these defeated soldiers felt that the blood that had been silent in their bodies seemed to begin to boil again, and the feeling that had been lost for a long time seemed to return to their bodies!
"Shouting slogans?" Yue Weihan said very unceremoniously, "Who wouldn't shout slogans?" Does shouting slogans work? Can shouting slogans call the little devils away? If it's a man, don't let down the egg under your crotch, if you're a man, you should be like a man! Who the fuck dares to ride on our heads and shit and pee...... Dream! Fuck it! β
"Fuck it!"
"Fuck it!"
"Fuck it!"
More than 200 Sichuan troops and Gui troops couldn't help but clamor along with the clamour, for a long time, the evil breath that had been suppressed in their chests finally spit out, at this moment, they felt that they had dignity again, at this moment, they saw hope again, and saw the hope of living and fighting like a man.
"You all listen to Lao Tzu." Yue Weihan shouted in a cruel voice, "If anyone thinks that he is not a man, then get out of the house immediately, Lao Tzu will never leave any difficulties, and each person will be given two oceans as travel expenses!" If anyone feels that he is a man, then stay, from now on, we will be a brother in a pot! β
"Now, there are those who are willing to go, get out of the ranks!"
Everyone has their own ambitions, and sure enough, more than a dozen defeated soldiers walked out of the queue with their heads bowed, Yue Weihan waved his hand, and there were already veterans of the guard platoon who walked up with a box full of oceans, and Liu Tiezhu, the commander of the guard platoon, gave each of these dozen defeated soldiers two pieces of ocean, and these defeated soldiers immediately went with a thousand thanks.
Yue Weihan's gaze turned to the defeated soldiers left behind again, and he asked sharply, "Is there anything else you want to leave?" β
The audience was silent, no one was willing to step forward, witnessing this situation, Yue Weihan was also moved in his heart, there have never been soldiers who are afraid of death and fear of war in this world, the reason why there are so many soldiers and so many troops piled up with sand is completely because the actions of the national political axe and some [***] generals have made the soldiers completely chill!
In fact, whether it is the Sichuan army or the Gui army, they are indeed good, these soldiers may not know a few words, it may be difficult to distinguish partisanism, but in the national righteousness is absolutely unambiguous, since the moment they stepped out of Sichuan and Guangxi, they have already regarded themselves as dead people!
"Okay, since everyone is willing to stay, then from now on, we will all be brothers of the Baoshan Battalion!" Yue Weihanqiang suppressed the agitation in his chest, and said with emotion, "But I hope everyone will remember that from now on, you are no longer the Sichuan army, nor the Gui army, but the people of the Baoshan battalion!" β
"Also, brothers are not casual, as brothers, you must truly live and die together, never give up!"
Under the excitement of blood, the Sichuan army and the Gui army began to express their positions.
"Sir, as long as the brothers of the Central Army treat us as human beings, we Guangxi Yankees will not be afraid of death!"
"Sir, we are not as good as the Central Army in terms of equipment, and we are not as good as the Central Army in terms of training, but if we are not afraid of death, we Sichuan Yankees will never be worse than the brothers of the Central Army!"
"Wrong, fucking wrong!" Yue Weihan roared angrily, "What did Lao Tzu say just now? β
The Sichuan army and the Gui army were stunned, and then they came to their senses and roared in unison: "Sir, our Baoshan battalion has nothing to fear death!" β
Yue Weihan nodded with satisfaction.
Of course, Yue Weihan would never be naΓ―ve enough to think that this group of defeated soldiers would be able to completely change their appearance with just this general instruction, but no matter what, this is a good start, Yue Weihan absolutely believes that one day he will bring this group of defeated soldiers into real elite soldiers!
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Nanjing, the leader's official residence.
Bai Chongqi, who had just been appointed deputy chief of the general staff of the Military Commission, entered the study with a grim expression under the guidance of Wang Shihe, the chief of the national guard, and President Jiang, who was recuperating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes when he heard the sound, and when he saw that it was Bai Chongqi, a rare smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he immediately got up and greeted him affectionately: "Jiansheng, are you here?" β
Bai Chongqi is the number two person of the Gui warlords, and he is a very famous military strategist in [***], Xiao Zhuge is known as him from the battlefield, and it is not a waste of fame! For this general, Principal Jiang can be said to love and hate, both love his talents, but also hate that he can't be used for himself, and only Principal Jiang himself knows the complexity of the taste.
"Take a seat!" Bai Chongqi saluted President Jiang Lizheng, and then said with a solemn expression, "According to the technical section of the Shanghai Branch of the Secrecy Bureau, there has been a sudden increase in the number of telegrams between the headquarters of the Shanghai Dispatch Army and the local base camp recently. β
"I know the drop, I know the drop." Principal Jiang nodded again and again, "I don't know if Jiansheng has a good way to deal with it?" β
Bai Chongqi sighed and said gloomily: "Commission, these few days of heavy rain in the Songhu area, our army's forward positions are soaked in water, the front-line soldiers can be described as miserable, secretly think that our army should completely abandon the urban area on the north bank of the Suzhou Creek, shrink the forces on the west side of the Tianjin-Pudong Railway and the south bank of the Suzhou Creek to confront the army across the river, the battle situation may still be able to support it." β
"Give up the city on the north bank of Suzhou Creek?" Principal Jiang frowned and said, "Can you leave a troop behind?" β
"Leave a troop behind?" Bai Chongqi frowned and said incomprehensibly, "What you said is incomprehensible. β
Bai Chongqi really couldn't understand that this duke could be called a master in tactics, but he lacked a strategic vision, in his opinion, hundreds of thousands of troops could not withstand the offensive of the army, what was the use of leaving an army?
President Jiang looked at the bleak winter scenery outside the window, and said in a quiet voice: "Jiansheng, the United Nations General Assembly is about to be convened, and it is reported that the United Nations General Assembly will put the Sino-Chinese war on the agenda, if our army can leave a force in the urban area on the north bank of the Suzhou River, it can also show our determination to resist to the end and never compromise, so that the United Nations General Assembly may be more conducive to the party and the state when making a decision." β
Bai Chongqi was quite unimpressed, but he could only say perfunctorily: "That's it." β
Principal Jiang said: "Then this matter will be arranged by Jiansheng, you must select an elite unit from each group army, and the size of the force must be at least one division!" β
"Understood, let's arrange it." Bai Chongqi saluted Principal Jiang again, and then turned around and left.
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Songhu front, Baoshan battalion position.
Since the end of October, the Baoshan battalion's good fortune has come to an end, and due to the tightness of the war on all fronts, the supply of materials to the various group armies has suddenly become tight, and even with the protection of division commander Xia Zhongyu, the Baoshan battalion is no longer as responsive as before, and the ammunition supply and food standards have suddenly become tense.
But this is not the most annoying, the lack of ammunition can be saved, the food can almost be provided, the most unbearable is the winter rain and snow weather, since that rare sunny day, followed by several days of torrential rain, due to the low-lying terrain in the Songhu area, [***] The trenches were suddenly filled with water.
The hundreds of thousands of [***] soldiers who were sticking to the front line were all soaked in icy muddy water, which was really miserable.
If this kind of weather lasts for another three or five days, there is no need for little devils to attack at all, and [***] will collapse by itself.
Now even the most uneducated and unstrategic head soldiers have seen it very clearly, the battle north of Suzhou Creek is no longer able to fight, and now there is only one way left, that is, to withdraw to the south of Suzhou Creek, relying on the solid reinforced concrete buildings in Shanghai to fight with the little devils.
Of course, there are some things that these big-headed soldiers will not know, most of the urban area of Shanghai is actually a public concession, and those foreign devils will never allow [***] to fight with the little devils in the concession, and the national political axe will still hope that the foreign devils can interfere in this war, and it is impossible to take the initiative to offend the Western powers.
In other words, once the area north of Suzhou Creek is abandoned, it means that Shanghai, the Pearl of the Orient, has been de facto lost, and to put it more seriously, the Battle of Songhu has been de facto defeated until now, and the remaining question is how to end the war as decently as possible.