Zhou Xiaoshan, who received the telegram on the train, was not surprising at all.

Teng County is Teng County, a familiar place, which is much better than an unfamiliar place.

The people of Shandong have more passionate personalities than Shanxi.

Although Han Fuju's soldiers were not vague in fighting the Japanese, the military discipline was really bad.

Some bandits were incorporated, and it was common for robbers to rob the people.

Suddenly, the Sichuan Army, who was uninvasive, suddenly drove away.

After traveling thousands of miles, fighting bloody battles for Shandong's military and civilians, the enthusiastic Shandong people entertained the Sichuan army, and a strong sense of fish and water emerged.

Besides, Jiao Shouzhi completed the transportation task of assisting the troops, handed over more than a thousand Shandong children to Feng Tiankui and returned from Guangde. His security team now has more than 4,000 people. In addition, Rizhao's security team is now guarding a secret warehouse, and has grown to several thousand people.

The Sichuan Army had ten thousand more soldiers out of thin air.

With the support of the people and familiar with the terrain, the Japanese dare to come, Teng County is their grave, so I’m afraid of it!

"Adminton Zhou, you are well-informed. I heard that the Fifth War Zone has allocated the Twenty-Two Army and five million bullets to us? Is this true?"

The generals of the Sun Zhen group were not familiar with Zhou Xiaoshan, which does not mean that the generals of Deng Xihou were not familiar with Zhou Xiaoshan.

Two special trains went east along the Huaihai Railway, one in front and the other behind.

Chen Dingxun, the acting commander of the 45th Army, and Chen Li, the commander of the 127th Division, were all frequent visitors to Yongzhou after the training effect was used as the standard for the reorganization of the Sichuan-Kang army.

I am very familiar with Zhou Xiaoshan.

"Really, two million of them are for you. Our two divisions have three million. This is the first batch of ammunition that we promised us!"

"It's great. I brought so many bullets out of Sichuan. The Taiyuan defense battle was completely wiped out. Yan Laoxi didn't give us supplies. He stole his arsenal. It was full of rags. Most of the bullets were made by Thomson in Jin. The caliber was different and it was not useful at all. Even if there were some 7.9, it was still lead-zinc bullets, how could Sichuan rifle barrels withstand it."

"Also, Sichuan produces so many yellow explosives, and Yan Laoxi doesn't know how to buy some, so he robbed his armory. Not to mention explosives, there are so few grenades. We also want to blow up the Japanese fiercely. Commander Deng sent dozens of telegrams, but he didn't get the explosives from Sichuan!"

At this time, the army was like that. Every time they ate or didn’t fight, they could only rob them.

Whether it is friendly or enemy.

After robbing, I still dislike others.

"My brothers have all their military uniforms. Can you tell me about the fifth zone and get some military uniforms for us? It won't be like Shanxi, and no one cares about us even when we eat!"

Zhou Xiaoshan could not tell them directly that he had subsidized food and ammunition in Teng County.

"Don't worry, the general went to the fifth war zone in person, and the brothers wouldn't even have no stutter. The military uniforms were a little troublesome. The recruitment in the rear was very expensive. In Tongguan, wouldn't I give you a batch of Japanese quilts?"

The railway transportation could not be concealed by the National Government. Zhou Xiaoshan robbed the Japanese cloaks of several chariots in Shijiazhuang, and Shanghai also robbed some of them from Lianyungang to Tongguan. The Sichuan Army was not enough and could not be given to the 18th Army.

The recruits used the Japanese quilts, and even the Twenty-Two Army Group gave two people one.

There are not many, so you can only use it.

As for military uniforms, they were transported to the rear to change the style and dye, and there was no one on the front line.

"This batch of quilts has solved the big problem. In Shanxi, seven or eight of us were squeezed into one quilt, and now we can finally squeeze one of two of us!"

Zhou Xiaoshan shook his head. He had tried his best. You know, in history, the Twenty-Two Army went to the battlefield wearing shorts.

The legs were wrapped around the corner of the shorts, and no matter how far or near, they looked like they were wearing trousers.

If you give an order, tie the grenade to the legs to increase the throwing distance, or tie the stone to increase the blasting power.

They have to fight in shorts.

This is February, and the cold spring comes, and it is still trembling.

"Adminton Zhou, I heard that the Qizhan District was in Taihu Lake and destroyed tens of thousands of Japanese devils. How did they fight? It's so amazing. Let me tell us?"

At first, Lao Du felt that he was still a little bit distracted by pleasing Zhou Xiaoshan, so he made a lot of determination that Qin Guoliang went to find this kid.

Seeing so many military division-level generals in the 22nd Army surrounded Zhou Xiaoshan.

Suddenly I realized that this kid was not entirely relying on Liu Xianghu's power.

He was deeply involved in the Battle of Taihu Lake.

On the surface, it is a gantry formation, but in fact, it starts with the combat ideas.

This time, this kid combined the fighting style and combat methods of the Taihu battlefield, and talked about some useful things to play to his strengths and avoid his weaknesses and take the initiative to attack, which made a group of senior generals enjoy it.

Happy days, pay attention to short-lived ones.

Hearing that several division commanders who had been in contact with each other received orders.

Ask them to hand over the troops to the chief of staff or deputy, get off at the station in front, and wait to go to Luoyang for a meeting together.

Zhou Xiaoshan showed a bright smile and waved goodbye to them. He wanted to go to Teng County to assist Zhou Tong and Jiao Shouzhi and resettle the 22nd Army.

Fight the front station for the 66th Army and the 50th Army to the north.

Liu Xiang wanted to take a few commanders to Luoyang for a meeting.

Li Zongren is going, too.

Who knew that they met Han Fuju at the train station?

Han Fuju specially asked the Railway Transportation Bureau for a soft sleeper truck.

He was the deputy commander-in-chief of the Fifth War Zone and invited Li Zongren to get on the train together. Li Zongren pointed to the train sent by the railway army to him, but did not get on.

Han Fuju knew that he had no friendship with Li Zongren.

Without saying anything, Liu Xiang and a group of Sichuan generals were invited to the soft bedroom of his car.

Pan Wenhua and Feng Tiankui both knew Liu Xiang's attitude.

Since they came, they would rest assured. They wanted to see what Han Fuju had to say when he saw his own commander.

He is so thick-skinned. Sichuan reminded him so many times that such a situation occurred in the Shandong War of Resistance.

I'm so embarrassed to come over and find someone.

"Mr. Fu, I remember that you and I fell in love with each other when we saw each other. This is not easy. This is called deep fate. You and I are familiar with each other. There are poems by Zhang Zongchang and Han Fuju in Shandong, and songs by Feng Tiankui and Fan Shaozeng in Sichuan. This is also a kind of fate."

Feng Tiankui was thick-skinned and calm. When he was in Sichuan, he was used to taking the blame.

Fan Shaozeng looked confused. He was Zhang Zongchang's poem and Feng Tiankui's song. Is it interesting to pull me up?

Fu Chang, Tang Shizun, Pan Wenhua, Guo Xunqi, and Liu Xiang laughed and leaned backwards.

It's really not easy. In order to get close, this bastard Han Fuju said everything, and his face was comparable to Feng Tiankui.

"If you don't talk about this, what's going on in Shandong now? How many soldiers do you have under your command?"

Han Fuju answered that it was not so-called. After being held in for many days, he finally found someone to vent his thoughts.

The complaints were spurted out like a machine gun.

"Everyone said that I, Han Fuju, did not fight against Japan, lost land, and his Central Army lost land, so what if you fought in the seven-stop area? People don't admit it. Now there are newspapers in Wuhan saying that you, Liu Xiang, have gained fame and reputation, lied about the results of the war, boasted about how many Japanese troops they killed, and in the end, even Guangde and Wuhu could not defend!"

When Liu Xiang first heard this news, he was indeed a little sulky.

As for now, he doesn't care.

Do your own anti-Japanese things and let others talk about them.

People just rely on swearing and showing their wisdom by swearing and waiting to receive the reward.

Is there anyone who needs to be concerned about him?
Chapter completed!