On the third day after Zhang Zhizhong's Fifth Army entered Shanghai, Wu Xiaoliang and his garrison headquarters also entered the city in a very low-key manner.

Wu Xiaoliang couldn't help frowning, what should be dealt with after the war should be the corpses in the city, although it was late autumn and the temperature dropped, there were no eight. September is so hot, but after a long time, these corpses will fester, and epidemic prevention will become the top priority at present.

Yang Xiaoou is still inseparable from Wu Xiaoliang, and his second army has suffered heavy losses at the end of the war, but he has not yet broken his muscles and bones, so he is in a very comfortable mood, and he can't help but be moved by the tragic situation of the ruins all the way even after years of melee, after this war, Shanghai does not know how much time it will take to restore the prosperity of the old days, and there is no Song Xilian who always pulls him to discuss the current situation, he feels that his ears are a lot clearer, because of the end of the war in Shanghai, Song Xilian returned to Nanjing with his headquarters to rebuild.

Thinking of Song Xilian, Yang Xiaoou, who has always had no good impression of the Central Army, couldn't help but shake his head and smile, this guy really doesn't have the same set as the old Jiang Yan, his eyes are higher than the sky, and he has an unruly stinky temper, on the contrary, he is very easy-going and easy to get along with, otherwise he wouldn't be able to get so close to himself.

However, not all the military commanders of the Central Army have such a good temper, no, Zhang Zhizhong's Fifth Army is a defeated army, Jun Zuo gave them the credit for entering the city out of consideration of the overall situation, how do you know that these rabbit cubs not only do not appreciate it, but kick their noses in the face, and really regard themselves as the main force to recapture Shanghai, especially when that Yu Jishi, he saw that he was a man during the bloody battle in Zhabei, and the 57th Division had helped him when he was defeated and retreated.

I heard that yesterday he insisted on inviting the headquarters of the 57th Division on North Sichuan Road out of his defense area, which was really unbearable, and this time he saw the corpses on the street again, and he suddenly understood what was going on, and he rarely sneered.

"He Zhang Wenbai is waiting for our Shandong army to enter the city to do these groceries."

Wu Xiaoliang had also heard a little about the conflict between the Fifth Army and the Shandong Army, but he didn't expect that Zhang Zhizhong's reputation would turn a blind eye to such foolish things as his subordinates.

"These things are all trivial, and the order will be passed on, and the 57th Division, which entered the city first, will immediately clean up the battlefield." Speaking of this, Wu Xiaoliang turned his face to look at Yang Xiaoou, and said: "Brother Yiru, I think the Fifth Army is still suspending entering the city, and it may not be him Zhang Wenbai who does not welcome the Shandong Army to enter the city, so let's stop aggravating the contradictory confrontation." ”

Yang Xiaoou understood what Wu Xiaoliang was thinking, and shook his head with a wry smile.

"How can there be such a triumphant army in the world that does not allow them to enter the city, and we are not considered to have set a precedent in Weizhong."

The more you go to the city center, the more debris and corpses on the street, Wu Xiaoliang and his party stop and go, half an hour has passed, and the entire convoy has only walked less than three miles, Yang Xiaoou couldn't help but urge the soldiers who were cleaning up the road in front of him to speed up, and complained over and over again: "Zhang Wenbai is really a bit too much to do, but Mayor Wu, as a local parent, must always show efficiency and prepare to tidy up and rebuild, but why can't even half a shadow be seen." ”

In fact, he knew very well the battle behind these situations, and he only vented his anger when he said it, when the sound of a jeep horn suddenly sounded in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw that another convoy was coming towards them, and they actually bumped into each other.

Just in doubt, I only heard a hearty laugh.

"Commander, Brother Yiru, why did you get here?"

The person who came was Li Zejun, the commander of the 57th Division, which made Yang Xiaoou feel very strange, didn't he send a telegram to the headquarters before saying that he was going to inspect the Wusongkou Fortress in person, why did he come to Zhabei District again.

Li Zejun did not wait for Wu Xiaoliang's article, so he took the initiative to explain his intentions.

"I originally planned to go to Wusong Fortress today, but Zhang Wenbai issued the regulations on military management in the city in the name of the Fifth Army, and we must report to them before they can be released, so Wusong Fortress is originally a ruin, and the defenders of the fortress have been ordered to return to construction, so since people don't want us to walk around in the city, we simply don't move."

Although Li Zejun said it lightly, it actually contained great dissatisfaction.

Wu Xiaoliang no longer plans to be serious with Zhang Zhizhong about the garrison in the city, with the attitude of how those people like to toss and how to toss, anyway, he does not plan to stay in Beijing and Shanghai for a long time, even if he wants to stay for a long time, Lao Jiang will not agree, so as soon as the situation is stable, he will roll up and roll back to Shandong, and when he sees Li Zejun, he remembers Yu Sanhe and Zhang Zhonglin, who made great achievements in the Battle of Songhu.

"Qianting doesn't have to be angry, anyway, we have to go back to Shandong, whether it is Shanghai or Nanjing, it is not a place for our Shandong army to stay for a long time, but Yu and Zhang, where is the present, Nanjing wants to unload the mill and kill the donkey, cross the river and tear down the bridge, we can't do this, it chills the hearts of these soldiers who have loved them."

"These two Zhang Zhonglin are fine, but they were slightly injured and temporarily hospitalized for observation, Yu Sanhe's situation is a little more complicated, during the time of holding the Wusong Fortress, due to the long-term lack of nutrition, coupled with the heavy bleeding from the bullet in the street battle in the city, he is not out of danger of his life now, whether he can survive this level depends on his creation."

That night, Wu Xiaoliang combined the garrison headquarters with the headquarters of the 57th Division, and he did not go to see Zhang Zhizhong, nor did Zhang Zhizhong come to visit him, the commander of the garrison and the general of the 6th Army who rescued him from danger.

It seems that Lao Jiang can't wait to drive him out of Shanghai, but he just left silently, and he is really a little unwilling.

Suddenly, the adjutant sent a sealed letterhead.

"Commander, a stranger sent it to the guards, saying it must be handed over to you."

"Oh."

Wu Xiaoliang took the letter a little surprised, and while opening the seal, he asked, "Have you ever seen the appearance of the person who sent the letter?" ”

"The guards only said that the man was covering up, and he couldn't see any distinguishing features."

The letter was spread out, and I saw that it was filled with a few lines of dense Chinese characters, but these words were meaningless, and they were not combined in any way, Wu Xiaoliang waved off the adjutant, came to the safe he carried at all times, opened the cabinet door, and took out a small notebook from it.

Picked up the pencil, compared the small notebook, and wrote and drew on the letterhead, and after a few minutes, Wu Xiaoliang let out a long breath and put down the pencil with a complicated expression.

"It's been twelve years, but I don't know what happened to that girl."

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