Chapter 302: Professionalism
"Gao Zhisong, don't you feel like you're a major general. Think about your head, whether the Japanese 101st Division, the 6th Division, and the Shigedo Detachment are hard. You feel like if you have a conflict with him, the chairman will kill someone. ”
The commander of the artillery company who was threatened went to Gao Zhisong to complain, and after careful weighing, Gao Zhisong still reported the situation to Sun Yuanliang, the commander of the 72nd Army.
Unexpectedly, Sun Yuanliang was furious, and he yelled and scolded on the phone,
"You touch your conscience and think about it, think about the defense line, not the tanks and armored vehicles he left behind, and whether there is the 88th Division. Think about how many people he added to the eighty-eighth division. Besides, those cannons, those cannons were snatched from the devils. It's not that the people of our 88th Division are fighting side by side with him in the Sixing Warehouse, you think those are what we deserve. ”
Since Zhang Sixing fought a "textbook retreat" and collected those tanks, artillery, war horses, and soldiers, how could the 88th Division recover so easily.
At that time, when Zhang Sixing left the national defense line, the 88th Division had only more than 7,000 people, and even if there were two supplementary brigades at the moment, it would not exceed 10,000. But after Zhang Sixing gave them the soldiers of the defeated army collected, the number directly reached 16,000, and they were almost full.
At this moment, Sun Yuanliang was promoted to the commander of the 72nd Army, but he was still the commander of the 88th Division, so he scolded a brigade commander like Gao Zhisong.
"And don't take Commander Tang Seng's sentence that you control Principal Zhang, you don't use your brain. Do you deserve it, just use your brigade is not enough Lao Tzu to give you two more brigades, give Lao Tzu a battle of the Four Elements Warehouse, and defeat one or two Japanese divisions. ”
There is no way to say this, let alone a few brigades, that is, the two divisions of the 88th Division and the 87th Division, which were fully manned, besieged in the early days of the Songhu battlefield, and it was not that the marines who did not take the Japanese were not good.
But the Japanese marines were crippled alive and dead in the Sihang warehouse, plus a Shigeto brigade. There is also the 101st Division, which can be defeated by one division of the Guo Army.
Standing there upright with the phone, Gao Zhisong's face was ugly, but he still understood in his heart that what Sun Yuanliang said was all true. Controlling Principal Zhang by himself, it is simply that Commander Tang Seng is disgusting people.
He hurriedly knocked his heels and responded respectfully,
"Yes, Throne. But ......"
Sun Yuanliang on the other end of the phone was full of anger when he got up, and asked in a stern voice,
"But what, there's something to say, there's a fart."
"Commander, the damn commander of the artillery company sent the people from the paratrooper school to the Judge Advocate General's Office, and the artillery company ...... The people of the artillery company did not shoot at each other, and they could not help or help Commander Zhang. ”
Hearing this, Sun Yuanliang groaned. You must know that the people and troops of the Judge Advocate Advocate Office are not the same system, and this matter is not very easy to handle, even if you open up the people of the Judge Advocate General's Department, it will be very troublesome.
He sighed,
"You, you still don't have experience. Go to the position of the paratrooper school, where there are not still two battalions of people, hurry up and ask for help. As for the Judge Advocate General's Office, let's see how President Zhang handles it tomorrow. ”
Putting down the phone, Gao Zhisong turned his face back, and looked at the artillery company commander and didn't call anywhere. Good people have to send someone to play intermittent shooting for them, and such an idiot has made so many troubles.
"Smack"
Stretched out his hand and slapped him hard,
"If you have the ability to play and shoot, do you still need to beg others? I won't be jealous of myself, I'm really stupid. The gun is down, lock up Lao Tzu, and clean him up when Lao Tzu comes back. ”
After doing this, Gao Zhisong pulled off his military uniform and planned to go to the position of the paratrooper school with a straight face.
Seeing his movements, Deputy Brigade Commander Liao Lingqi stopped him and said in a deep voice,
"Brigade, I'll go. Although Principal Zhang's record can be our teacher, he can't be ridiculed by others. This thing...... I'll do it anyway. ”
Nodding slightly, Gao Zhisong looked at him with grateful eyes.
But before the deputy brigade commander Liao Lingqi went out, suddenly a rough Northeast accent scolded outside,
"Damn, can you really give Commander Guo some ambition, don't make any moths when you are fighting. Do you know that if you notify the Judge Advocate General, you will harm them. The chief has nothing else, whoever pulls the hind legs when he fights will definitely kill him. What's wrong with the lieutenant colonel of the officer corps, what's wrong with the British second lieutenant, who has more face than the lives of the brothers......"
There are still people next to him who are persuading,
"Battalion Commander Guan, be quiet, this is the territory of the 264th Brigade, don't ...... us"
"Dare, except for Chief Zhang, whoever dares to shoot Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will fight with them."
This kind of feeling, both Gao Zhisong and Liao Lingqi understand that whether it is the central army or local warlords, often the officers only recognize the commanders they admire, especially when they fight together on the battlefield, the relationship is the most reliable.
The curtain of the door revealed two people, wearing military uniforms and equipment they did not recognize, and they couldn't tell what they looked like with facial armor on their faces. Look at that dark color, and tell it up close, it turns out to be two captains.
Gao Zhisong and Liao Lingqi understood this matter, after all, Zhang Sixing was just a major.
Indeed, people who do not know his record are often easily deceived by military rank. At this time, it can be used to defeat a division of the Japanese army with a few thousand people, and the entire battle sequence of the fruit army is such a major.
This time, instead of waiting for the two people in front of them to salute, on the contrary, Gao Zhisong and Liao Lingqi saluted at the same time.
In front of them, the two of them took off their face armor together, revealing a face full of unruliness, and the other looked like a handsome officer of the fruit army.
"Guan Shijie, this is Cao Zijin. Both of us were officers of the infantry battalion of the paratrooper school, and the commander said that you had sent the people who were aiming at the meeting to the Judge Advocate General's Office, and the two of us came to take a look. ”
Listening to these words full of "thorns", Gao Zhisong's face was slightly red, and then the other person named Cao Zijin said,
"Brigade seat, say a thousand things and ten thousand, you must not delay the night attack of the chief, otherwise the chief will really ...... In this case, please have the two of us taken to the artillery position, hurry up before it's too late. ”
In this regard, while Gao Zhisong and Liao Lingqi were looking for someone to take them, they couldn't help but glance at each other, and they both understood the difference between themselves and the officers in front of them, as well as the Principal Zhang.
Principal Zhang of the paratrooper school and the officers under him can be described in two words, simple.
Their "simple" heads think only one thing on the battlefield, "to win."
It's not like the fruit army team, full of heart eyes and calculations. It's stupid to think about it, if you lose the battle, you're still a good soldier.
From another point of view, the other side evaluates a soldier in the same way as the German officer corps, whoever can fight and win the war is a good soldier, a qualified and professional soldier.
And in the future, this can be summed up in four words - "professionalism".