{But, Tuan Zuo, have you ever thought about what if the Japanese army really has an agenda?} Zhang Xinghan asked anxiously.

{How dare he, with just the 600 troops of his South-Manchurian Railway Guard? I can destroy them all with one regiment.} Wang Tiehan said with confidence and awe-inspiring.

Zhang Xinghan nodded silently and did not persuade him again, because he really didn't know how to persuade Wang Tiehan to prepare in advance. He couldn't tell him that the Japanese army would attack on September 18th, right?

Moreover, Zhang Xinghan also figured out that no matter how well-prepared the entire 7th Brigade was, if Shangfeng did not have the determination to resist, it would be in vain.

What's more, now, the senior officers of the entire 7th Brigade seem to lack sufficient understanding of the possibility of a large-scale war. This can be seen from Wang Tiehan's performance just now.

In fact, even Zhang Xueliang, the marshal of the Northeastern Army at this time, believed that the Japanese would not launch a large-scale war because he believed that it would not be in line with the current interests of the Japanese army. This was said by later generations Zhang Xueliang himself in his later years.

It seems that I can only rely on myself in this matter, Zhang Xinghan thought to himself.

After paying a military salute to Wang Tiehan, he said goodbye and left.

After walking out of the regiment headquarters, Zhang Xinghan lowered his head and pondered as he walked towards the battalion headquarters.

His third battalion is a full-strength main battalion with more than 700 troops. If it is properly arranged, there is still hope of winning the upcoming defense battle of the Peking University Battalion, Zhang Xinghan thought in his heart.

Only by first resolving the Japanese South-Manchuria Railway Second Guard Battalion that attacked Beidaying, could Zhang Xinghan be free to rescue Fengtian City.

Because there are thousands of military police in Fengtian City and the largest arsenal in the country, the ammunition stored in the arsenal warehouse is enough to expand the new army by several divisions.

Only by obtaining these can Zhang Xinghan turn the tide, because his bullet production machine can only produce ammunition, but cannot produce guns or artillery.

So at this stage, he must obtain a large number of guns and artillery from the Shenyang Arsenal and Shenyang City.

The regiment headquarters was not far from Zhang Xinghan's third battalion headquarters, about four to five hundred meters. Within a few minutes, Zhang Xinghan returned to his battalion headquarters.

At this time, a small-wattage yellow light bulb in the battalion headquarters gave off a weak light, preventing the entire battalion headquarters from being submerged in darkness.

Zhang Xinghan walked into the camp headquarters, and the communications soldier Xiao Lizi who was left behind quickly came up to him and saluted: {Battalion seat, you are back!}

{Well, where is Deputy Battalion Commander Liu?} Zhang Xinghan asked.

{Deputy Battalion Commander Liu led the engineers out.} Xiao Lizi replied.

{Oh.} Zhang Xinghan knew that Liu Jianguo had laid the mines according to his instructions, so he nodded and was about to sit down when the phone at the battalion headquarters suddenly rang.

Xiao Lizi cleverly ran over and picked up the microphone: {Hey, we are the third battalion, who are you?}

On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged man wearing a satin Confucian shirt said calmly: {Hello, I am Zhang Yuxi, I am looking for your battalion commander.}

{Oh, it turns out to be Mr. Zhang, please wait a moment, I will let our camp answer the phone.} Xiao Lizi's tone suddenly became respectful.

Zhang Xinghan heard what Xiao Lizi said, but he did not take the initiative to step forward.

{Yingzuo, your father is calling to see you.} Little Lizi turned to report to Zhang Xinghanhui.

{My dad?!} Zhang Xinghan was shocked when he heard this. Since the army has a holiday once a month, Zhang Xinghan has not returned to "his" home in Fengtian City since traveling through time. Naturally, he has not seen the only remaining survivors.

Part of the memory of my parents.

Why are they calling at this time? Zhang Xinghan was a little confused, but he still walked over and took the phone from Xiao Lizi: {Hello, Dad.}

{Xinghan, let me ask you, did you beat up two Japanese ronin in Fengtian City during the day?} Zhang Yuxi on the other end of the phone asked straight away.

{Well, they bullied the old people in the street, and when I saw them, I gave them a lesson out of anger.} Although I don’t know how his father knew, Zhang Xinghan still answered truthfully.

On the other end of the phone, Zhang Yu's face was livid with joy: {You, you know how to be impulsive and cause trouble. Don't you know that Sino-Japanese relations are so tense now? How dare you provoke the Japanese?}

{Dad, as a soldier, Xinghan, how can you sit back and watch when our people are beaten by the Japanese in the street? I am just fulfilling the responsibility of a soldier.} Zhang Xinghan said righteously.

Zhang Yuxi on the other end of the phone softened her tone after listening to Zhang Xinghan's words, and said in a sweet and sincere voice: {I understand everything you said, but Xinghan, a good man doesn't suffer the immediate consequences. The Japanese were in Huanggutun.

It also killed Marshal Zhang. Didn’t Marshal Zhang endure the revenge of killing his father? You have to understand that I only have two sons, you and Xinghua, and I don’t want anything to happen to you.}

Feeling the heartfelt concern and love from the father on the other end of the phone who he had never met before, Zhang Xinghan felt warm in his heart and said: {Dad, I understand what you said, and I will pay attention to it in the future.}

Zhang Yuxi on the other end of the phone nodded with satisfaction and said: {Don't worry too much about this matter. Before I called you, your Uncle Wang had already told me that they had suppressed this matter. You

There won't be any trouble. Just take care of yourself and come home to see me and your mother when you have time. After all, my second brother is not at home, which saves your mother from talking about you all day long.}

{Oh, okay.} Zhang Xinghan nodded: {Then you and your mother take care of yourself, that’s it.} After saying that, he hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Xinghan walked out of the battalion headquarters with a solemn mood, stared at the starry night sky and murmured to himself: With the virtue of the Japanese, they actually suffered a loss this time and did not take the opportunity to retaliate and threaten. It seems that the war is really coming soon.

Coming.

Speechless all night, Zhang Xinghan had a good sleep. Although he knew that the war was coming, he still had to eat and drink enough and get enough sleep to have the energy and physical strength to deal with the coming battle, right?

Therefore, after washing up, Zhang Xinghan asked the orderly to bring the breakfast prepared for him in the kitchen to his bedroom, and began to eat breakfast happily.

Zhang Xinghan slept full of energy and ate a delicious breakfast, but as the deputy battalion commander Liu Jianguo and dozens of engineers and soldiers in the battalion, their lives were not so good.

They worked hard all night last night and finally completed the mine laying task assigned to them by Zhang Xinghan.

No, just as Zhang Xinghan was enjoying his breakfast, Deputy Battalion Commander Liu Jianguo walked in with a tired look on his face. His usually bright eyes were now red and bloodshot, looking very haggard and tired.

{Jianguo, are you done?} Zhang Xinghan looked up at Liu Jianguo and asked.

{Well, according to your instructions, the open vegetable fields in our camp defense area were all buried with landmines and grenades with trip ropes attached.} Liu Jianguo yawned and replied.

{Okay, good job.} Zhang Xinghan then smiled, pointed to the remaining breakfast on the table in front of him, and said: {Hurry up and have some breakfast. After eating, you and your brothers should go and catch up on your sleep. Give it to me.

Keep your spirits up, there will be a fierce battle ahead.}

{Fighting?} Liu Jianguo looked at Zhang Xinghan suspiciously, but after working all night, his stomach was already growling with hunger. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to pick up the steamed buns and porridge on the table and started eating them.

{Yes, a fierce battle.} Zhang Xinghan nodded as if he was talking to himself.

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On September 17, 1931, at 3:30 in the afternoon, the 3rd Battalion of the 620th Regiment camped at the North Camp of Fengtian City.

At this time, the sun had begun to tilt, and the less intense sunlight stretched the figures of the officers and soldiers of the third battalion gathered in the open space of the station.

At the camp, more than 700 officers and soldiers of the 3rd Battalion, led by Battalion Commander Liu Jianguo, formed seven neat rows. The soldiers wore neat and clean blue military uniforms and helmets or military caps with the blue sky and white sun emblem on their heads. Wearing black cloth and white coarse cloth shoes on the soles of her feet, and neat leggings on her legs.

Carrying on their shoulders are identical Liao 13-type manual bolt-action rifles, made in Hanyang. (The former is a self-produced standard rifle produced by the Shenyang Arsenal that imitates the Japanese 38 Gai and Mauser rifles. It is the main rifle weapon of the Northeast Army.} , the sharp bayonet on the head of the rifle gave off a dazzling cold light under the sunlight.

With the officers and soldiers of the entire battalion waiting, Zhang Xinghan led several orderlies and walked out of his battalion headquarters carrying several large boxes.

The eyes of the entire battalion officers and soldiers were attracted by the large wooden boxes carried by the orderlies, and everyone's eyes were full of doubts.

Under the watchful eyes of all the officers and soldiers in the battalion, Zhang Xinghan led his orderly soldiers to carry a large wooden box onto the rostrum in front of the queue. After getting on the stage, Zhang Xinghan first glanced at his subordinates below the stage and saw that their queues were straight and neat. In unison, all the soldiers were in high spirits, their sharp bayonets glowed with cold light, and a chilling air filled the air.

They are the most elite troops of the Northeast Army, and they are the trump card among trump cards. From this moment on, it is up to me, Zhang Xinghan, to rewrite their destiny. They will use their blood to defend the Peking Camp and the dignity and dignity of their Northeast Army's trump card troops. glory.

From then on, the Northeastern Army was no longer a coward, but an unyielding anti-Japanese hero! Whether they live or die, their fame will last forever!

Secretly making up his mind, Zhang Xinghan waved his hand, and several orderlies behind him immediately opened all the large wooden boxes.

As soon as the box was opened, the mountains of bullets inside immediately glowed brightly under the sunlight.

Zhang Xinghan grabbed a handful of 7.92 rifle ammunition and said loudly to his subordinates who were still confused in the audience: {Brothers, from now on, I will provide you with sufficient ammunition. You must cheer up for me and fight to the death. Defend our defense zone and defend the honor of our soldiers.}

After saying that, before his confused subordinates could respond, Zhang Xinghan waved his hand again and said: {Infantry, each of them has one hundred and fifty rounds of rifle ammunition, each machine gun is equipped with three base ammunition, and each pistol is equipped with One hundred rounds of bullets, and two hundred rounds of mortar shells for each gun. Line up now to get it!}

The officers and soldiers in the audience looked at each other in confusion. So much ammunition in the camp? Two hundred rounds for each mortar? I'm a good boy!

However, despite their doubts, all the officers and soldiers quickly carried out Zhang Xinghan's order and lined up in an orderly manner to receive bullets and artillery shells. This shows that Zhang Xinghan's prestige among them is still very high.
Chapter completed!