"Report!" Tang Dao, who had packed up his anger, roared lightly!

"Come in?" The two lieutenant generals in the room who were in tune with each other and smiling at each other heard Tang Dao's voice, and a little surprised appeared on their faces.

At this time, shouldn't Tang Dao still be in his independent camp?

You know, although the independent battalion is still mostly under his Tang Dao’s old subordinates, the Songjiang Security Group has injected 500 people, and it is said that most of them have been demoted by his Tang Dao. He, the chief officer, must not appease the people’s hearts before the war, so why did he go to the command center to do?

No, I want something again! Thinking of this, Wu and Guo, two veterans who have been through the battlefield, couldn't help but feel a little hurt.

The little hoe of Tang Dao is not only accurate but also has enough reasons to be overwhelming. It is definitely the only one they have seen in their lives.

He can fight and poach people. I don’t know if he has such subordinates! Or luck!

I'm afraid that there are more lucky ingredients. If others are so unpopular, they have long been sent to the logistics department to take care of the pack horses and carts.

But Tang Dao, they really can't bear to let it go!

Since I couldn't bear it, I could only endure his little hoe that made people feel very troubled.

"You kid, are you missing something?" Looking at Tang Dao walking in with his head held high and his chest, Wu Zhongjiang spoke in anger. "However, whether you want people or things, I advise you to avoid talking, and don't just want to chat. I also know that we two old guys are not as beautiful as the reporter of Dan Tai Mingyue, and you don't have that interest!"

"Sir, you are trying to block Tang Dao's road!" Tang Dao smiled bitterly. "I just thought about the two commanders' worries about the battle situation and couldn't sleep all night. I came to give them some midnight snacks to them. That was the millet porridge that Mingyue had cooked for a long time with her own hands."

"Send a midnight snack! Okay, I've received my heart and left the porridge. Your baby can leave." Wu Zhongjiang waved his hand calmly and left a gift to see the guests.

Tang Dao...

Did he cheat this commander too much that when he saw him, he felt that he was "afraid of a rope after being bitten by a snake for ten years." Later, he was still more reserved to avoid being driven away when he met. Tang Dao began to reflect on himself.

However, if you come, you can't leave.

Facing the help-seeking gaze that Tang Dao, who was standing straight and didn't even want to leave, Lieutenant General Guo could only helplessly help the colonel battalion commander of his own independent battalion to smooth things over. "If you have anything, just say, don't use any porridge as a cover! Give you a minute. Also, the porridge! Hurry up and bring it to me, I'm really hungry now!"

"Erya, bring the porridge in to the superiors, and also take the beggar chicken together!" Tang Dao, who didn't have to leave directly, shouted out of the door in a grand manner.

Chicken is also an unexpected gain from the assessment training this evening.

But speaking of it, that's still the trophy of someone else's hammer.

It’s not that the hammer quilt quilt began to evolve with awesome evolution after a bullet came, from a guardian dog to a hunting dog. This guy was originally leaning on his nose to look for the sparrow that was hit by the Tang sword.

The fresh smell of blood is simply a beacon in the dark for a dog with sixteen times the sense of human smell.

But no one expected that the hammer not only found the sparrow, but also found a pheasant with wings stuck in the bushes. It was probably the unlucky chicken was frightened by the sound of gunfire like a Japanese in the distance. He was so panicked that he was stuck in the hiding place of the past.

Hammer is also a dog that hasn't eaten much meat for many days. It's fine if it's far away, but once you get closer, the pheasant smell can't stop the dog's nose that is particularly "intimate" with meat.

The hammer was so excited that he blew up and bit his hair, and his body was covered in a lot of baldness in the bushes.

What made a certain "Private" sad was that in the army, the spoils needed to be handed over, and this time Chief Tang was too much, and there was no "rebate" at all, and the whole chicken was confiscated. Fortunately, there was a roasted sparrow in the end as compensation, otherwise the hammer could sit straight and never sit until the end of the day.

If people bully dogs, there is no law.

Most of the troops may be rough men and do murderous work, but when it comes to food, there are many capable people.

Although Tang Dao's hand-made small barbecue is good, it is also a good idea for the veteran to make beggar chickens. He saw how he was quick to handle chicken feathers, and then stuffed a lot of salt into the chicken's belly, wrapped it with dried lotus leaves in the pond, wrapped it with yellow mud, and placed it under a bonfire in the trenches. The skillful operation of roasting is definitely a lot of chickens from ordinary people in daily life.

After receiving the order from Tang Dao, Erya knocked on the hardened mud shell and untied the wrapped dry lotus leaves. Before anyone could enter the house, a scent of fragrance rushed into the noses of the two army lieutenants in the command center.

"You bastard, isn't you the chicken you brought without saying a word? " Wu Zhong general shook his throat and asked with a little depressed look.

"Sir, wise!" Tang Dao grinned!

Will you die if you don’t tell the truth? Lieutenant General Guo looked at Lieutenant General Wu, who was almost choked to death by Tang Dao’s truth, and then glared at Tang Dao’s eyes: “Go and clean up the table, let’s have any questions to eat and chat.”

"Yes!" Tang Dao smiled and went to clean up the combat table covered with the battle map.

I was so happy that I didn’t even give a single chicken to my boss even if I gave gold, silver and jewelry. I’m afraid it’s only been this year. I’ll have to go back for decades. I’ll probably be blocked on WeChat in minutes.

The porridge is millet porridge in crock pots. It was cooked for at least three hours. It was sticky and fragrant. It was accompanied by beggar chicken with all its colors, fragrance and flavor, so that the two Army lieutenants who had eaten countless delicacies could not help but move their index fingers.

They are all soldiers, even if they have a high status, they don’t pay much attention to it. The two of them are useless to even chopsticks. One person tear off a chicken leg and one bite of chicken and porridge. Just looking at the way they eat, even Tang Dao, who is already full, has the urge to join in.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind it! That is, there is no such thing as eating and chatting at all, and no one asked why Tang Dao came from.

However, both of them were very restrained. Not long after eating a chicken leg and feeding the glutton in their stomachs, Lieutenant Wu first put down the chicken bones in his hand, glanced at the half of the chicken left on the table, and called the guards outside: "Go, share this half of the chicken for the brothers outside!"

Then he turned his eyes to Tang Dao, his face turned calm: "Say it! What do you want to say!"

"Sir, have you ever thought about what we should do after this battle?" Tang Dao spoke directly.

The two lieutenant generals who picked up a towel to wipe their hands looked at each other, and their faces were filled with bitter smiles. Tang Dao could have thought, how could they not have thought about it? The two of them had "confessed" each other before, because they were not optimistic about the post-war period.

With their battlefield experience, the Battle of Jinling is unavoidable. However, facing the nearly 300,000 Japanese Shanghai Expeditionary Army, which was coupled with the 10th Army, they all knew that the chance of victory was extremely small. If they wanted to defend it, they had to see how the general was dispatched.

After all, there were still 400,000 troops withdrawn from the Songhu front line, and the Sichuan Army and Guizhou Army, which were still driving to the battlefield continuously, were actually not without the power to fight.

Just looking at the expressions of the two of them, Tang Dao knew that although they were desperate, these two people actually had fantasies and kept Jinling's fantasy.

This may also be the fantasy that most generals of this era still have.

Yes! The ancient city of Jinling has strong defenses and can gather more troops than the Japanese army. With defense along the way, the Japanese army can weaken the strength of the Japanese army layer by layer. The Japanese army, which escapes the naval fleet fighter jets and pulls the front line to nearly 300 kilometers, may not be able to conquer this strong city.

But Tang Dao knew that nearly half of the hundreds of thousands of troops had lost their morale, and more importantly, the supreme commander appointed a city defense commander with a much stronger mouth than his actual ability.

Failure is inevitable, but the almost stupid commander made it worse, and eventually led to an unacceptable defeat and the darkest page in the history of the Chinese nation.

Fantasy can only be fantasy, and some things must be faced, even if they are extremely cruel.

Tang Dao knew that although he was the battalion commander of a thousand people, he was placed on the battlefield where hundreds of thousands of troops fought fiercely, but he was just a drop of wave in the sea. He was unable to reverse the suffocation that came to his face, even though he had tried his best, even if he added this army with an army of 20,000.

A partial army cannot change the battlefield where hundreds of thousands of troops are fighting, nor can it change the incompetence of those who stand tall and above.

If you cannot change the tragedy, you can only try your best to reduce the tragedy.
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