"I will stay in Songjiang!" Tang Dao said in response to the lieutenant general's surprised gaze.

"Stay here?" the second leg of the brow locked slightly.

"I want to see the methods of the so-called empire famous generals such as Yanagawa Heisuke, Tani Shouo, and Ushimashima Manta."

"Sure enough, she knows you very well! She said you will definitely not leave." After staring at Tang Dao for a long time, General Wu laughed silently. "Okay, follow you!"

It was him (she) again, and Tang Dao scratched his scalp and finally did not accurately locate someone he met in this world, although there were only a few candidates.

But soon, Tang Dao knew the answer.

After an hour of repairing, the entire 67th Army had a simple dinner mainly consisting of pancakes and cabbage soup, as ordered by General Wu, from major generals to privates, they all went to fortification construction.

However, all the cavalrymen of the 67th Army left the city, left Songjiang, and ran towards the four fields outside the city. They should be used as reconnaissance troops to determine the time when the Japanese vanguard troops arrived.

As for the Japanese landing in Jinshanwei, the theater command's telegram was informed to the 67th Army headquarters in the afternoon. The Jinshanwei tidal flat position was completely lost at noon. Two artillery companies and a security guard were killed in battle. Although there was no news from the Jinshanwei County, it was thought that the Japanese army, which had successfully landed, would not take too much time to conquer a county town much smaller than Songjiang.

That means that as long as the Japanese vanguard marched overnight, they could reach Songjiang City, which is only fifty kilometers away from Jinshanwei in a straight line.

Although the road to Songjiang is narrow because the Kingsoft Guard belongs to the marginal area and the road to Songjiang is narrow, the Japanese main force and heavy equipment will definitely be much slower, but the time left for Songjiang will not be more than 20 hours from this moment.

The huge pressure that came to his face may be one of the reasons why General Wu Zhong held the military meeting in a concise manner as the commander-in-chief of the front line.

The two lieutenant generals in the command center hurriedly ate a few bites of pancakes and poured a few bites of hot cabbage soup. Deputy Director Tang, who was already the "secret" consultant of these two bigwigs, accompanied the two to inspect the "construction sites" in various places.

Many people in the Sixing Battalion carried engineer shovels seized from Japanese infantry, but the Sichuan Army rarely had that thing. Fortunately, although the Songjiang people were mostly in business, the residents worked hard and had spare tools at home. There was no problem with the remaining civilians and Sichuan Army guaranteeing that one person was handed over.

But when 30,000 troops of the 67th Army participated, the excavation, cutting and other tools were not enough. The bayonet was originally because the steel of the domestic one was not as good as that of Japan, and the soldiers were not too late to take care of them, so how could they use it to dig the soil?

In desperation, the officers could only order to enter the locked houses to find various iron tools, kitchen knives, iron sticks, etc. after searching them all, so they would use tiles and wooden boards or even bare hands.

Although before that, they used hoes or shovels to dig loose, the officers and soldiers would not be able to make the ground hard, but when they saw some young soldiers without tools transporting the soil to the distance in their military uniforms, they were like mud monkeys, and their minds were already as hard as steel. The Tang Dao, who was already as hard as steel, couldn't help but feel a little sad.

This is the ancestors of the Chinese nation. They are poor and weak, but they still go to the battlefield without hesitation.

The great Patriotic War memorial should have their names.

The next moment, Tang Dao was stunned.

A familiar figure came into his eyes.

He also wore military uniforms, but this time, he was not as heroic and elegant as he met in the warehouse last time. Instead, he looked a little embarrassed, covered in mud, and even his fair face was full of mud.

It is hard to believe that the female soldier not far away who was working hard to carry a sandbag with a soldier was a reporter who stood in front of him a few days ago with both talent and appearance.

But Tang Dao was sure that it was her, and it would not be the second person. Without evidence, it was just a feeling.

But, why did Dan Tai Mingyue come to Songjiang?

The woman's intuition is terrible. It should be that the woman felt someone staring at her. She looked up slightly and happened to see Tang Dao's eyes full of surprise.

He smiled slightly with his lips and obviously recognized Tang Dao, but did not come over to say hello, but continued to carry the sandbag with the soldiers waiting for her.

"Who is responsible here?" General Wu asked in a deep voice.

Within two minutes, a shirtless bald soldier trotted all the way and saluted the few people nervously: "Hello, sir!"

The eyes were on General Wu, who had a dark face, and he was careful: "Martial throne, was that turtle boy who made you angry?"

"Okay, Dong Laoliu, you are really brave." General Wu pointed at Dan Tai Mingyue with a cold face. "What's going on? I'm talking about the soldiers of the entire army, but I didn't say that I could let reporter Dan Tai do a rough job for you. Why, is there no one in my 67th Army?"

The bald man's forehead instantly burst into dense beads of sweat, and he explained with a sad face: "Military, how dare I let reporter Dantai do these rough work! But she insisted on doing that, saying that I would not let her work with her brothers. She wrote in the newspaper that I was conservative in the 67th Army discriminated against women, and that if you have the ability, don't eat, the cake was made by the women in Songjiang. And she rushed to do the work herself, what can I do?"

The two lieutenant generals looked at each other and smiled bitterly from the corners of their mouths.

Although both of them were military generals, they were both from martial arts halls and had a lot of ink in their stomachs. They knew that this scholar might not have good skills, but his mouth and pen were so tight. In addition, the person who accompanied her around to interview was General Wu's personal guard. Even the colonel commander had to be polite when he saw her, let alone the little major in front of him who was "threatened" by her.

"Oh! Oh! You're usually very polite when you grab tasks and supplies. Why do you become stupid when you meet a reporter from Tan Tai?" Wu Zhongzong was actually just acting and was too lazy to scold his major battalion commander who was considered a No. 1-magic general.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "Go, find someone to replace Dan Tai reporter, let her take a rest, and tell her by the way, I have brought her the person, and my deal with her can be completed."

"Yes!" The bald major saluted, turned around and left.

"Xiao An, your mission is over. Come and guard the commander Guo and General Wu shouted at the soldiers who put down the sandbag in his hand in the distance, walked forward with his hands behind his back.

What does it mean? Tang Dao was slightly stunned.

Lieutenant General Guo looked at Tang Dao thoughtfully, a mysterious smile appeared on his face, and then followed General Wu who was continuing to move forward and waved his hand to Tang Dao who was about to follow: "Deputy Director Tang, I'll give you 40 minutes. I think it's enough for nothing to do!"

"LSP!" Looking at Dan Tai Mingyue who was tidying up his hair with his hands more than ten meters away, if Tang Dao couldn't understand the connotation of Comrade Lao Guo's mysterious smile before, he could really jump into the trenches and commit suicide.

40 minutes? Everything else is enough. Can you measure others by your own standards? Is it better to take more than half an hour to take a shower?

Perhaps the LSP smiled too lewdly before leaving. Tang Dao, who had been standing in front of him, had a little mud on his face but had a smile like a flower, had a particularly abrupt lips, his heartbeat was obviously accelerated with obvious dryness.

Damn it, this means he is nervous, just like he was on the shooting range for the first time, Tang Dao doesn't remember how many years he hasn't felt like this.

"Lieutenant Tang, we met again, but we were still on the battlefield. Isn't it a surprise?" said Dan Tai Mingyue.

Her eyebrows and eyes were curved, like the crescent moon in the sky.

At least at that moment, Tang Dao thought so.

Although the moon in the sky is obviously a big cake with no mouths.
Chapter completed!