Shi Zai gasped in his heart... Zhuang Jihua seemed to have not realized that Chiang Kai-shek went on to say: "Wars are constantly being eliminated. The cowardly generals and timid officers have updated their tactics in time. At present, our army is more tenacious in defensive warfare. This is because after five years of defensive warfare, we have summarized a set of tactics suitable for defensive warfare. Can we attack? Our offensive tactics are rarely updated, especially at the level of the military advisor."

"Principal, we can have the Soviet army. At the beginning of the Soviet-German War, the Soviet army lost its division and territory. Is it just a sudden attack? I don't see that the great purge launched by Stalin before the war caused the Soviet army to lose many experienced officers, so the Soviet army was unable to organize effective attacks until the victory of the Moscow Defense Battle and a new generation of Soviet generals grew up, but these officers had not yet fully matured, and they still needed the training of war."

Zhuang Jihua analyzed the current advantages and disadvantages of the squadron in detail. The current defects of the squadron are mainly concentrated in offensive tactics, including cooperation in offensive, combat capability, and grasp of the situation. In many cases, Chinese regiment-level officers are not as good as Japanese lieutenant-level officers.

"Some of the diseases that exist in the squadron currently must be solved by attacking," Zhuang Jihua said: "The offense requires a stronger initiative, which has high requirements for the commander's adventurous spirit and desire for victory. Attack can also improve the spirit of cooperation of the troops, increase the trust between generals, and change the current situation of mutual distrust between Chinese generals, especially the Central Army and local forces. Finally, victory can greatly improve the prestige of the government and the personal prestige of the principal."

Zhuang Jihua's generous speech made Chiang Kai-shek nod frequently. Since Chiang Kai-shek realized that North China and Northeast China might have fallen into the idea of ​​a counterattack. Moreover, Zhuang Jihua further reassured him that although he was pro-communist, he was not pro-communist without principles, but was always wary of them and always considered their threats when formulating policies.

"In the Cultural Revolution, Mrs. visited the United States and was successful in Huiyi Da. Roosevelt agreed to provide us with an interest-free loan of 500 million US dollars. Mrs. booked more than 100 factories and enterprises in the United States. These factories must be deployed and arranged by the state. I originally wanted to hand them over to the General Administration of Arsenal for implementation, but the General Administration of Arsenal did not have the experience in building factories. The most experienced one was the Southwest Development Team, so I adjusted the leadership system of the Southwest Development Team." Chiang Kai-shek began to explain why Li Zhilong was transferred: "After Yu Dawei became the captain, the power of the Southwest Development Team would be reduced, and he would only focus on industry in the future. Other powers would be taken to the central or local governments.

Zhuang Jihua did not answer, and Chiang Kai-shek told him that even if Li Zhilong was still the captain of the Southwest Development Team, the local administrative power and party power would be taken back.

"We discussed the Cultural Revolution four years ago. You advocated gradually depriving power, and I agreed at that time." Chiang Kai-shek looked at Zhuang Jihua and knew that he was still confused: "I know your feelings for the Southwest Development Team, but most of the party and governments have discussed the power over the Southwest Development Team. The Cultural Revolution, it is time now, and the historical mission of the Southwest Development Team has ended."

Zhuang Jihua gently pursed his lips and then spoke: "The Southwest Development Team was originally prepared to cover up the war of resistance. Now it has been five years since the War of Resistance. Although the entire content of the Southwest Development has not been completed, since the principal said it would shrink, then shrink. But I hope that the staff of the Southwest Development Team can get appropriate arrangements. The work over the years has proved that their working ability is very strong."

"This is completely free. The country needs talents. As long as it is talents, I will use them." Chiang Kai-shek agreed. He also heard the dissatisfaction in Zhuang Jihua's words. What content has not been completed yet. Since it has not been completed, why should it be cancelled? However, since Zhuang Jihua has accepted it, it is not much to have any dissatisfaction. Chiang Kai-shek said with concern: "What do you think of the Cultural Revolution? "

Zhuang Jihua kept his replies in Chiang Kai-shek, but he couldn't mention them now. He was a little resistant to them: "It doesn't matter what you do, as long as you can contribute to the country, you can do it."

"Tell me what you have any ideas." Of course, Chiang Kai-shek heard the dissatisfaction in Ran Zhuang Jihua's tone: "Don't stay in your heart."

"I am the deputy chief of staff, what is Bai Chongxi doing?" Zhuang Jihua asked.

"He is the first deputy chief of staff, and you are the second deputy chief of staff." Chiang Kai-shek explained: "Bai Jiansheng is responsible for combat, you are responsible for inspection, military academy education, correcting military discipline, and guerrilla warfare. Don't worry and boldly, I will support you."

Zhuang Jihua was scolding in his heart that he couldn't even control the logistics. No matter how verification, military academy education, and military discipline were all false positions, and there was nothing real at all.

"In addition, the Cultural Revolution, I have instructed the Chief of General Staff to compile the tactical summary you summarized and distributed it to various departments. This time, officers at all levels must be proficient in mastering the tactics." Chiang Kai-shek cheered Zhuang Jihua, as if he knew that he was not satisfied with this position.

"After serving as the Deputy Chief of Staff, where do you plan to start your work?" Chiang Kai-shek asked.

"Let's start with the test first," Zhuang Jihua said after thinking: "I understand the fifth war zone, and the combat effectiveness of the troops here are relatively strong. The Ninth War Zone, Xue Yue is there. I believe his control over the troops. Principal, in addition to the fifth war zone and the Ninth War Zone, I think the most important thing is the northwest. It's time to solve the problem in Xinjiang. In addition, there are many local troops in the northwest, and the combat effectiveness is uneven, and there are still comparisons. Among them, we will face the threat from the Soviet Union in the future, so I want to start from the northwest and rectify the eighth war zone troops.

Chiang Kai-shek hesitated. With his understanding of Zhuang Jihua, he proposed to rectify the Northwest troops at this moment, which must have a purpose, but he couldn't see any problems there for a while. He was determined not to let him go, but he promised that the first suggestion would not be accepted, and that would not work. After a long time, Chiang Kai-shek nodded.

"Okay, the Northwest has an important strategic position and many local troops, so you can check it out.

"Chang Kai-shek was talking to himself and cheering himself up.

It was already the moon on the sky above the sky after leaving Huangshan’s official residence. Chiang Kai-shek kept him for dinner again. However, this time he prepared two more dishes, and Zhuang Jihua also let go of the food. The two seemed to have reached an understanding, but Zhuang Jihua knew that he had been released from his military power by a glass of wine.

The moonlight poured into the mountains and forests like water. After leaving the door of the official residence, Zhuang Jihua's smile that had already disappeared immediately. He looked at the dark woods flashing outside the car in silence. When he came, the birds had already fallen asleep. The mountains and forests were silent. Perhaps some insects were covered by the roar of the engine.

Gong Xiuhua gave him the coat upstairs, and then sighed softly. She asked nothing. From Zhuang Jihua's expression, she knew that the result was not good.

"Commander, Yun Fei was in the Army General Hospital, but Wu Ziniu broke the silence. When they were still on the road to western Yunnan, Song Yunfei was sent back to Chongqing. After they returned to Chongqing, Wu Ziniu sent someone to inquire and received news today.

Army General Hospital. Army General Hospital is located in Longwan, Zhejiang, Nanping

"Oh, how is his situation?" Zhuang Jihua said and patted the front driver on the shoulder: "Go to the Army General Hospital."

"It's pretty good," Wu Ziniu said: "You can get out of bed now and take two steps. Well, commander, do you want to notify Xiaoxiu?"

After Song Yunfei was injured, Zhuang Jihua's Yanyan Order was not allowed to tell Xiaoxiu, so Xiaoxiu still didn't know. Zhuang Jihua thought about it: "Go to the hospital first, if the situation is good, Ziniu. You will come with Xiu tomorrow."

The jeep drove into the Army General Hospital at this time. At this time, the hospital was misty and the yard was very quiet. Zhuang Jihua and the others went straight to the hospitalization department. The Army General Hospital was also open to nearby civilians. However, the hospital has regulations that the hospitalization department and civilian hospitalization are separated, and the conditions for military hospitalization are much better.

When he stepped into the inpatient building, the nurse on duty was two girls in his twenties. When he looked up and saw the general coming in, he immediately ran over. The doctors and nurses here were all soldiers. Zhuang Jihua replied casually and then asked Song Yunfei's room. Those who could enter the Army General Hospital were either officers or soldiers who had made meritorious services. Song Yunfei's rank was very high. The highest rank he lived in the hospital now was a major general who came from the Ninth War Zone.

The nurse led Zhuang Jihua and the others to Song Yunfei's room. Song Yunfei lived in a special care room, which was specially designed for senior officers and seriously injured people.

"Col. Song's condition has stabilized." The nurse introduced Song Yunfei's condition to Zhuang Jihua as she walked: "The abdominal wound heals well, and the problem is that the wounds near the shoulders are healing slowly."

Zhuang Jihua listened and walked. The corridor was very quiet. Occasionally, he met two wounded people who were walking for a walk. These wounded people were either supported by the caregiver or held a crutch and walked slowly against the wall. When they saw Zhuang Jihua, they all stopped and raised their hands to salute. Zhuang Jihua also returned with a military salute.

"Come here! What is this? I'm sick. You just treat the soldiers of the War of Resistance!" Suddenly, a scream came from the end of the corridor, breaking the tranquility of the hospital.

Zhuang Jihua turned his head and stopped her expression a little, then frowned, and then continued to lead Zhuang Jihua to a door in the deep corridor.

"Bang." A loud noise came from the room next to him. Something was still on the ground. The voice was still cursing maniaclysm. Zhuang Jihua was about to push the door and go in. The nurse beside him muttered in a low voice: "Aren't you just an official? You don't have any illness.

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Zhuang Jihua, who was about to push the door, stopped and turned around and pushed open the door next to him. When he entered the door, he saw an officer full of anger, and a nurse next to him was tidying up the things on the ground with grievance.

"Why are you here? I don't know." The officer noticed the rank of general on Zhuang Jihua's shoulder. He didn't expect that at this time, there would be a general coming to the hospital. He suddenly panicked: "Sir."

Zhuang Jihua looked at the military uniform hanging on the clothes hanger. The military rank on the uniform was colonel. Zhuang Jihua squatted down and put away the things for the nurse, which made the colonel feel even more embarrassed.

"Col. Are you from that unit? What's your name?" Zhuang Jihua asked with a frown.

"Report, report, Meng Yongxing is the stationmaster of Fuling Station of the Logistics Department."

"Logistics Department?" Zhuang Jihua frowned slightly and looked up and down at Meng Yongxing. The latter looked nervous and felt a little worried: "Logistics Department is Hong Junqi."

"Yes, sir." Meng Yongxing was a little puzzled. He Zhuang Jihua asked tentatively: "May I ask sir."

"Our chief is the new deputy chief of staff, General Zhuang Jihua." Gong Xiuhua said lightly.

The nurse whispered softly, then covered her mouth with her hands. Meng Yongxing's face changed and she sighed secretly. Zhuang Jihua now has a very high prestige in the army and the people, and is called the reincarnation of Wuquxing. However, in the army, Zhuang Jihua is famous for his severity and will never tolerate any disturbances. Meng Yongxing secretly complained in his heart.

"Fuling Army Station? Fuling Army Station is not on the front line. Are you injured?" Zhuang Jihua asked with a frown.

"I am humble, I am humble, I am not injured, I am sick." Meng Yongxing stammered.

"I'm sick? Hong Junqi once told me that the work of the logistics department is very hard." Zhuang Jihua asked with great concern: "All materials on the front line must be delivered by you."

"That's right, the sir." Meng Yongxing felt that he had met a soulmate, so he nodded and bowed and came over: "Sir, think about it, from weapons and ammunition to food and cloth, everything is not under my control. Is it easy for me to send things to the front line? Water transportation, car transportation, manpower, and even avoid Japanese bombings. Is it easy for us?"

"Well, it's not easy." Zhuang Jihua nodded. Gong Xiuhua exchanged glances with Wu Ziniu. Zhuang Jihua looked at his red face: "But I think you are in good spirits, and there seems to be nothing wrong with it."

When Zhuang Jihua said this, his face suddenly changed: "So you hid here! Where is this place? The Army General Hospital, the soldiers here are all heroes. They fought desperately with the Japanese on the front line and fought bloody battles to defend this country. What are you?"

Speaking of this, Zhuang Jihua stepped forward and grabbed his chest. He pushed him against the wall and glared at his eyes: "You still have the face to complain here!"

Zhuang Jihua grabbed his chest like this, dragged him to the corridor, pointed to the wounded in the corridor and shouted angrily: "They, do you feel ashamed? Do you still know shame!"

The anger that had accumulated in the chest from Kunming could no longer be suppressed. Zhuang Jihua swung his arm and slapped Meng Yongxing seven or eight times in the face. Meng Yongxing was thrust to the ground, and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

"General Zhuang, General Zhuang." The dean who rushed over quickly stopped Zhuang Jihua. Zhuang Jihua was furious and pushed the dean away, and went up and gave Meng Yongxing two more kicks.

Wu Ziniu was wrong, and more and more wounded people gathered in the corridor. He hurried forward to protect Zhuang Jihua. Zhuang Jihua gasped and cursed: "Let him go to the front line and go to the front line!"

Wu Ziniu felt that he could not hold him anymore. When he was anxious, a weak cry came from the side: "Commander."

Wu Ziniu felt that Zhuang Jihua's struggle stopped. He looked up and saw that Song Yunfei was being helped by a nurse, sitting in a wheelchair, looking at them. Zhuang Jihua pushed Wu Ziniu away, breathed heavily, and calmed down a little, and then said to the dean: "This man is not sick, drive him out. Secretary Gong, remember to send a letter to Hong Junqi, remove this person from his position, and also send a letter to the Ministry of Military Affairs, transfer him to the front-line combat troops as a soldier. Remember that he can only be a soldier. If he wants to be a company commander, the brothers in the first company will be killed by him. If he is a regiment commander, he will kill a group of brothers."

The wounded people next to them couldn't help but feel happy. They looked at Meng Yongxing with relief. The dean signaled the nurse to help him away. Only then did Zhuang Jihua walk to Song Yunfei.

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