Vice Admiral Kenkichi Ueda sat at the northernmost end of the long conference table with a stern face, and he once again sat in the position of commander of the garrison.

Ueda Kenkichi believes that the most urgent task at the moment is not to rush forward in a hurry for quick success, because the main force of the 24 Brigade and Regiment was completely wiped out in the 6th Battle of Qiyakoudeng, and now another dignified commander has been seriously injured in an attack, and the morale of the army has been frustrated again and again; although the situation has improved somewhat since Gangcun came to Shanghai, it is an indisputable fact that several standing units have been annihilated by the Cheng Formation, so it has really reached the limit of what it can bear.

At the same time, the 14th Division and the 5th Division were ordered to hold their troops for the time being and wait for further orders as long as the supplies were sufficient.

If Okamura Ninji was injured and unable to serve alone, the General Staff would not have agreed to him doing so, but the radical senior officers of the headquarters were almost wiped out on the nameless high ground outside the Wusong Fortress, so these all-round conservative orders did not encounter much resistance as Ueda Kenyoshi expected, but were happily executed in silence.

In fact, Ueda Kenkichi's command style was not conservative in the 6th Army, and even had always been known for his toughness, but after experiencing Shanghai's defeat and defeat, even the will of the iron-clad man would collapse, and his self-confidence would collapse, and what made him feel even more remorseful was the unknown disappearance of General Shirakawa in the raid on Wusongkou, and he should have apologized for his defeats, which not only saved the shame of the military court trial, but also preserved the reputation of the samurai.

However, it backfired, not only did he not see the defeat of General China, but the new commander was seriously injured for no apparent reason, how could this not make him angry.

When the deployment was completed, Ueda Kenkichi dragged his tired body back to his residence, only to feel a burst of anger in the house, pushing open the window, and a gust of wind swirling in the courtyard, and the yellowed leaves fluttered with it......

"Autumn is coming, is it time to go home?"

He remembered that before he set out on the expedition, he had spoken about the triumphant victory of Ye Luo, and for a while he had mixed feelings and muttered to himself.

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The cool breeze was blowing, the rubble and gravel were everywhere, when Zhang Zhonglin stood inside the Wusong Fortress, he saw that there was still a military fortress in front of him, it was clearly a ruin, and there was a faint smell of corpses in the nasal cavity.

Zhang Zhonglin's gaze swept over the soldiers of the National Revolutionary Army who had been holding on for more than a month, his swarthy face was full of gunsmoke, and the original white bandages had long been smoked so that he could not see the color, mixed with the blood that had repeatedly oozing out and had condensed into purple and black, and the military uniform on his body was even more tattered, his gaze stayed on the face of the soldier closest to him, the blood on his chapped lips was shocking, and the tall skeleton hung with a pair of loose skins, which was obviously a shortage of food. All his comrades around him were like him.

"Brothers, I'm late."

Zhang Zhonglin choked, he didn't know what to say, I am afraid that in this situation, I can't comfort those loyal souls who are buried here, and these ** soldiers who are thrown in the stick, he suddenly felt ashamed, thinking of complaining all day on Chongming Island, how not to be ashamed.

A skinny man walked out of the cheering crowd and walked straight in front of Zhang Zhonglin, and suddenly stood up and saluted a standard military salute.

"I am Yu Sanhe, the commander of the Ninth Regiment of the 57th Division, and the commander can be regarded as sending someone, I don't know which unit my brother belongs to."

Zhang Zhonglin, who asked this, was stunned, he was the battalion commander of the third battalion of the second regiment of the first brigade of Hu Zongnan, but can these guys buy their own battles, but they only hesitated slightly, and then politely replied: "Zhang Zhonglin, the commander of the third battalion of the second regiment of the first brigade of the first division of the first army, came to reinforce the Wusong fortress on the order of Chief Wu. ”

A crack opened in Yu Sanhe's gunsmoke-blackened face, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"The commander hasn't forgotten us, and we're more energetic in fighting devils." As he spoke, a guide motioned for Zhang Zhonglin to go with him, and then continued: "Time is pressing, let's talk while walking, I see that your three artillery guns have at least killed at least one division commander of the Japanese devils, and there are many junior officers, and they retreated just now It is estimated that they want to protect important people from the dangerous place, and when they come to their senses, they will definitely report and retaliate, I am afraid that there will be a fierce battle today, I don't know how many people my brother brought this time." ”

This analysis was thorough, Zhang Zhonglin secretly praised in his heart, don't look at this person's speech, but the analysis is penetrating.

"The brother's battalion is a reinforced battalion, and when it crosses the blockade line, it is divided into three teams, the brother's team has nearly 200 people, and the other two teams have nearly 300 people, and I believe that at least one team will follow."

Before the words fell, the soldiers on the wall on the side of the ruins shouted at Yu Sanhe: "There is another wave of people from the west of the regiment commander, it seems that they are our people." ”

Yu Sanhe was shocked when he heard this, "It's great that you guys are here. The army commander once sent a wave of reinforcements, but later withdrew with the brigade, and after the loss of Shanghai, the barrier on the fortress road was completely lost, and these fortress walls did not know how much effect they could play. At this point, his voice suddenly rose up.

"It's good now, with your reinforcements of 1,000 people, our Ninth Regiment and friendly troops can defend this fortress like an iron bucket, don't you say?"

This sentence was said to the soldiers of the Ninth Regiment who were ragged and skinny.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Before the words fell, they responded in unison, and suddenly the momentum was like a rainbow.

Zhang Zhonglin was greatly infected, no wonder these people were able to hold the Wusong fortress surrounded by Japanese invaders, even if the elite model brigade of the party army was well equipped, it would not have this kind of morale, but this would boost the morale of the regiment commander, and the third battalion was clearly five hundred people......

By the afternoon, the 3rd Battalion had moved separately and the men and horses of the two roads had arrived, and to Zhang Zhonglin's great surprise, both roads were intact, and it became a question which army was fighting the Japanese at night.

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