.In the western suburbs of Tonggu, there is an old and dilapidated Burmese manor. The second division of the Japanese army is hidden in this inconspicuous farm. This is also the result of General Maruyama's opposition. It can be seen that Cheng Jiaji and Masayoshi Maruyama have some commonalities. At least they all understand one thing. It is tantamount to swaying on the battlefield where anything may happen at any time, which is tantamount to selling the first place and seeking death.

Of course, the house can be dilapidated, but the necessary living facilities are still fully equipped. Not to mention, the gilded combination chandeliers brought from Bangkok thousands of miles away fully demonstrated Naruto Maruyama's outstanding taste.

"I really didn't expect that this priest would be here! With him here, it's no wonder that Xiaoxiao and the young man were so difficult!" The feeling of shirking away the responsibility from Masayoshi Maruyama, who sat on the head of the elegant and luxurious long conference table he had made in the Thai palace was so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Even the young officers of the Imperial Dao faction who would always label others as non-nationals in the Second Division nodded frequently.

"Chief of the Division, do you want to read the relevant information?" Colonel Iwaizumi's kindness interrupted Maruyama's thoughts.

"No need!" Lieutenant General Maruyama, who had already read the stack of half-foot-thick documents about Cheng Jiaji that the secret service had sent before the war, turned his eyes to the dozen or so-called officers present. From the round faces that were always filled with pathological and fanatical enthusiasm, he saw many interesting things. The excitement caused by meeting a strong man was inexplicably true, but it represented a lack of confidence in the eyes, and there were also a few relatively elderly people who were transferred from other troops. There was a hint of panic and a little horror in his eyes.

Lieutenant General Maruyama, who was very clear about the origin of this phenomenon. Except for the psychological quality of the officers who are today who are now far inferior to the early stages of the war, he had no intention of scolding those officers who are afraid!

Yes! It has been five years since the Battle of Taierzhuang. Xiaobanhe, Fujinshan, Nanchang, Wucheng, Qinzhou..., these unforgettable place names that made the Japanese unforgettable witnesses the heavy failures of the elite troops in the Japanese army. While a powerful general turned over and fell, it also created a Chinese soldier's reputation! It made his opponents unable to help but be jealous, respect, and even fear Cheng Jiaji! It has become a thorn in the hearts of millions of Japanese soldiers! There is no need for a Japanese army. No one is willing to mention a taboo! It is normal for the officers of the Second Division to react in this way! It is useless to just train! Only by defeating Cheng Jiaji can this taboo be broken! Maruyama is still confident. After all, until now, he still has absolute advantage.

"You guys, our special operations at dusk. Although Cheng Jiaji's response was properly done, the mobile novel station failed to kill the expected results of a large number of his personnel. But we also used insignificant prices to seize several key points that we could not capture for a long time. More importantly, we captured the first batch of prisoners since the war started (more than a dozen Chinese officers and soldiers who were soaked by poisonous gas.) and knew who our real opponent was. The results were still great, and I was still very satisfied with this." Maruyama knew the truth that the two armies could not be exhaled in front of the formation, so he encouraged his subordinates. Then, he changed his mind: "But the mission," Maruyama first encouraged his subordinates.

It is still difficult, and you still need to work harder. I concluded that after repeated attacks, the Chinese army in the same ancient city had completely lost the ability to resist organizedly. Their three reinforcements were temporarily blocked by other troops of our division. The strength of your Fourth Brigade alone is already twice as powerful as the Chinese people who are still alive in the ancient city. Do you want me to wait for another four days? I ordered that the south be blocked from the instant. At the twenty-fourth hour, I must see this Cheng Jiaji, who will live to see people and die to see corpses! Otherwise, you will all be cut off! The empire is not short of a few incompetent people!"

The officers of the Second Division, who were a little helpless by the division commander's furious thunder, were about to express their determination and speak loudly, the loud and dense gunfire sounds from somewhere nearby stunned them. Didn't it mean that the Chinese army in the city had become scattered soldiers? Why did they still have the ability to attack the 7th Regiment's headquarters in large numbers?

In fact, Cheng Jiaji fought with a tough start. At least 80% of the big talk Maruyama said just now was true. The Japanese army's sweep at dusk really tore up the command system of the ancient defenders, which was already full of holes. So much so that Cheng Jiaji, who had only gathered less than 300 people, had to retaliate against the Japanese army and use the fact that the Chinese army had the ability to launch attacks to consolidate the morale of the army that had begun to float and inspire the morale of the officers and soldiers who were fighting on their own.

This raid is a classic example. In just twenty minutes, there were only a few Japanese corps protected by a guard team, and there were not many left to breathe. Among them, the Japanese army's carelessness, who thought he was sure to win, helped a lot. Otherwise, even if Tu Jingguo, who was responsible for destroying the sentry, Ma Sanbao would not have fought so smoothly.

The anger in my chest was released, but the dangerous situation did not relieve it much.

What's more, Cheng Jiaji felt like a mirror in his heart. He could only take advantage of the roadside like this one. Next, he would only have boring walks, fights, and hides.

At this moment, Zhang Yuling is so bold that she is not much better than me!" Whenever humans drink cold water, they are filled with their teeth. What they fear most is loneliness. When they think of someone accompanying each other, Cheng Jiaji's depression seemed to have been relieved a lot.

Cheng Jiaji really made the misfortune. If possible, Zhang Yuling would really be willing to change shifts with Cheng Jiaji. You must know that when the troops under his command were half-disabled, the commander felt the most uncomfortable. If he really wanted to become a bad ship like the 93rd Division, it wouldn't matter anything.

Zhang Yuling's command center is located in the center of Maoqi. On the roof, there is a flag of the 58th Division hanging high, with a cannon that invites the army and an aircraft slamming the ground. This is Zhang Yuling's magnanimity, and it is also the style of the 58th Division. It is a kind of cowhide that was once the commander of the 74th Army, the Shandong general who was laughed at as the ace army. It is a coquettish and strong self-confidence that was oozingly called the Ace Army.

Although it was midnight, the fire that shone red from the sky from outside the window actually saved a lot of electricity and lamps and oil for the 58th Division, which was shocked by it, was actually saved a lot of electricity and lamps. During the war period, saving is always a good thing.

"Changyue, has the lost position of the 343rd Regiment been recaptured?" Zhang Yuling, who had been looking down at the map for a long time, calmly asked Lu Zhongliang, who had just returned from the fire line. He said that he was asking, but his voice was so loud that he was already roaring. No wonder, if he didn't have this volume, how could he pass through the deafening sound of cannons filled with the room.

"The position has been barely recovered, but nearly one camp's troops have been lost!" His face was covered with dust. The military cap was unknown. Lu Zhongliang was not able to go to. He leaned into Zhang Yuling's ears and said in a worry-filled tone: "Teacher. This battle cannot be fought like this anymore. Let's move the entire division back! The Japanese have invested a lot. Good guy, every time they rushed up, there were three regiments. There were many Japanese troops. They could attack in order to 24 hours a day. We had only four regiments,

In order to seal such a wide hole, we had to line up, not even a depth. The most serious thing is that in order to bypass the Japanese army that surrounded Tonggu, we crossed the mountains and basically did not bring heavy weapons. Seeing the brothers who followed you and me for many years fall into the Japanese guns, and drilled under the Japanese chariots in groups, I felt like this...!" When I said the last sentence, the heroic battalion commander who led his troops to break through the Japanese army during the Battle of Defense of Nanjing, and the heroic battalion commander who was choking up.

After hearing this, Zhang Yuling's nose was also sore, but he still couldn't agree with Lu Zhongliang's statement: "Retreat, retreat there. Changyue, your topography was outstanding in the military academy. You can search on the map yourself. From here to Tonggu, are there any dangers to defend? Oh! We can withdraw. But this retreat not only wasted all the previous efforts, but it missed the opportunity to wipe out the Second Division. It was also equivalent to throwing Cheng Haoran and the Ninety-third Division to the Japanese. This kind of terrible trash that has been in danger for thousands of years.

Even if I die, I, Mr. Zhang, can't do it. Changyue, you are trapping me injustice!" Zhang Yuling said what he said in his heart. He is a man of both civil and military affairs, and he is inevitably very arrogant and has a bit of self-admiration. Therefore, his relationship with his colleagues has always been tense. He is strict in the military and is afraid that he will respect him more than respect him. But even those who hate him the most must admit that he has the traditional virtue of fighting for the first place in every battle and being obsessed with difficulties.

Faced with the aggressive questioning of the superior, Lu Zhongliang just smiled bitterly. He also knew that Maoqi was the last checkpoint to Tonggu. After passing Maoqi, he was flat. After just one day, the huge losses of nearly 4,000 casualties had already caused him to be in chaos.

Lu Zhongliang did not give up, and he reiterated the old thing: "Stand the teacher, then send a report to Chongqing directly, asking the principal to draw at least one entire regiment from the 200th Division and arrange our troops. Dai Binggong is less than forty kilometers away from us in a straight line. If he marches in a hurry, it will take more than half a day, and it is still time to mobilize his troops now."

Zhang Yuling, who had clearly rejected this before, seemed to be a mere proposal that was torn down the east wall and repair the west wall, did not intend to change his original intention at this time. He just comforted him in a gentle tone as much as possible: "Changyue! You are too tired! Let's take a break first and eat something. Let's go downstairs and have a chat after I come back?" Zhang Yuling just couldn't tolerate anyone anymore. Since Lu Zhongliang was still following his old subordinates and old classmates, he still treated him very well.

Zhang Yuling was carried on a stretcher by two orderly soldiers and went to the position of the 343rd Regiment. After rushing dozens of miles of mountain road the night before yesterday, his right leg, which was seriously injured twice in the Wanjialing Battle and Shanggao Battle, had a quarrel with him again. At this time, the pain was so painful that he could not walk a few steps.

He was actually a crater in the 343rd Regiment Headquarters, which was actually a large crater, and he could not find the regiment leader Meng Xuzhi. Instead, on a stretcher that passed by him later, he saw him, a fellow Shaanxi fellow with several layers of bandages wrapped around him. A piece of shrapnel of a 60 shell made a big hole in Meng Xuzhi's abdomen, and he saw that he could not survive.

The panic caused by the absence of the regiment commander made the position of the 343rd Regiment, which had long been dangerous under the opponent's crazy attack, finally been crushed by the aggressive Japanese army.

"I order you to lift me forward. Violators will engage in military law!" Zhang Yuling, who felt the stretcher being prepared for turning, shouted loudly in an anxious voice.

A reinforced platoon guard and three and four staff members who were guarding him had no choice but to surround their commanders and walk towards the front step by step.

"Quick, hurry." Zhang Yuling waved his cane and kept urging.

Soon, a large group of defeated soldiers collided with Zhang Yuling and others.

"Put down the stretcher!" Zhang Yuling had an unusual determination in his calm words.

The eye-catching stretcher and neat guards in front immediately attracted the attention of the defeated soldiers.

“There is a teacher’s seat on the stretcher!”

"I've stood by the sixth company, but I didn't see it. Is the master's seat in front?"

Zhang Yuling was extremely prestigious in the minds of the officers and soldiers of the 58th Division. Without the guards firing guns, the defeated soldiers spontaneously stopped.

"The guns are all facing down." Zhang Yuling ordered the guards who were pushing the guns at the defeated soldiers.

Although the guards were a little puzzled, the order was the order, and they still executed it.

Zhang Yuling silently looked at these subordinates who had retreated from the position. It was strange that with his nature, he should have hated these deserters. He used to kill many officers and soldiers who were ineffective in fighting. He looked at the seven or eight hundred brothers in front of him, but he could not give up his heart to kill the chicken to warn the monkey.

As for the reason why he was lenient, was his reckless reflection on his decision to do this action or the so-called revival of human nature, I am afraid that even Zhang Yuling himself would not know.

And what people see is his next move.

He lay back on the stretcher with his hands on his chest, and closed his eyes and seemed to be about to have a sleep here.

The whole scene solidified and frozen.

It seemed like it had only been a few seconds, or it seemed like it had been a whole century.

"Brothers! Go back!" A captain company commander who had lost half of his palm and had a pale face, first saw the meaning of his division commander's actions: Zhang Yuling would not stop others from running for his life, but he would not take a step back no matter what.

"Kill back!"

"I'm fighting with the dog god!"

"Big, I'll be another hero in 18 years!"

The captain's shouts opened the emotional gates of hundreds of officers and soldiers who were immersed in shame. For a moment, they felt that the blood surging in their chests was so hot and so hot. If they could not be allowed to spread out as soon as possible, their internal organs would be cooked and dried.

When the officers and soldiers who were so excited that they could not turn around suddenly and rushed towards their positions that originally belonged to them, a crystal clear teardrop gently slid across Zhang Yuling's face!
Chapter completed!