Hu Lian, who was commanding the troops and going through the handover formalities with [] who came to change defenses, said without looking back.
"Commander Su called us. Wang Qinglong's 4th Artillery Division will arrive in Shanghai today to join us. However, Commander Su also warned us that we must be careful when arriving at Luodian. It will be a place where the Japanese army will fight to the death. We must not take it lightly."
The young communications staff officer quickly finished reporting the message.
"Well, I understand, you can go down."
Hu Lian waved his hand, looking as calm as ever on the surface, but secretly frightened in his heart. What did Commander Su mean? He hadn't reported the move to Luodian to the theater headquarters, but Commander Su's telegram was sent.
Are you taking this opportunity to beat yourself up, or are you dissatisfied with yourself for not reporting the battle situation to the headquarters in a timely manner in the past few days?
Thinking of the condolence group spontaneously organized by Shanghai citizens in the past two days, the commendation order and the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal sent by Nanjing, and the praise from the commanders of the Shanghai Theater Command, but there was only one compliment from the Seventh Theater Command,
Isn’t the meaning behind this obvious?
Thinking of this, Hu Lian couldn't help but break out in cold sweat on his back. Could it be that he had been living so smoothly these days that he had forgotten his roots? If he didn't have the backing of the 102nd Division, who knows?
Who am I? In the eyes of the big officials in Nanjing, I am nothing.
It seems that I still have a problem with pride. This person should not be too smooth, otherwise he will easily make mistakes. He did not notify his boss at the first time about the reinforcement of Luodian. No wonder his boss got angry.
Already.
Fortunately, the boss just sent such a telegram to beat himself up, otherwise Hu Lian shook his head violently, not daring to imagine the consequences.
"Sir, the 102nd Division has completed its defense change and is ready to go. Please give your instructions." A staff officer ran over and interrupted Hu Lian's thoughts.
"Okay, let's go." Hu Lian came to his senses, jumped into the Willys MB jeep parked aside, and the car sped off into the distance.
Woo woo
At the station in Shanghai, more than a dozen trains panted and stopped at the train station. Mighty and heavy cannons were fixed on the long flat plate of this train, and trucks were parked next to it.
.
Many soldiers wearing colorful combat uniforms poured out of the train. As soon as they got off the train, they hurriedly climbed into the carriage to untie the fixed ropes of the cannon and truck.
Wang Qinglong also got out of the car. This artillery commander with an excess of violent genes in his body led his troops to Shanghai day and night. He was so anxious that as soon as he got off the car, he was busy directing the troops to unload the trucks and prepare to meet with the 102nd Division.
and.
"Which section do you belong to and who is your commander? We have requisitioned these cannons." Suddenly a voice came into Wang Qinglong's ears.
"Well, who is so awesome that you dare to directly commandeer my cannon?" Wang Qinglong got angry when he heard this and strode towards the direction of the sound.
At this time, there was a colonel officer who was about thirty-five or sixteen years old on the platform and led hundreds of soldiers to surround a dozen flatbed carriages loaded with artillery in front of him. The colonel was spitting.
Flying loudly.
"What's going on? You have taken the courage of a leopard and are trying to blame me." The officers and soldiers of the Fourth Artillery Division who were confronting those [] saw their commander coming and quickly moved out of the way.
"Hello, sir!" The colonel who was originally shouting saw the general star on Wang Qinglong's shoulder and saluted unwillingly.
"Which part of you brought attention to me? Do you think I'm easy to bully because I didn't get angry?" Wang Qinglong walked up to the officer and lectured.
"Sir, my humble position is Wang Jinping, the staff officer of the colonel under Commander Chen of the 15th Army. I have been ordered by the headquarters to collect all materials that are beneficial to the Anti-Japanese War. Now the front line is in urgent need of artillery, so these materials have been requisitioned." The colonel said.
Although he was facing Wang Qinglong, his arrogance in his bones had not diminished at all.
There was a crisp "pop" sound and the colonel immediately fell to the ground.
It turned out that Wang Qinglong rewarded the colonel with a big reward in anger. "You are so shameless, let alone you. Even if your commander-in-chief came in person, he would not even think of recruiting these cannons."
Wang Qinglong's anger is not without reason. In this era of severe shortage of artillery, the 4th Artillery Division's hundreds of artillery can be said to be more than all the heavy artillery in the entire Nanjing government combined. Who is so bold as to dare to use these?
If the artillery is swallowed, then he will just wait for the wrath from Commander Su, and he, Wang Qinglong, can also go to the logistics unit to raise pigs.
"Wow!" When the colonel's soldiers saw their commander being beaten, they all fired their guns.
Wang Qinglong laughed when he saw this, "Oh, hey, if you want to play rough, brothers, let me fuck you."
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh"
The soldiers who had just got off the bus raised their Somi and pistols one after another. For a moment, the train station smelled full of gunpowder.
"Stop, misunderstanding, misunderstanding." At this time, Colonel Wang Jinping, who got up from the ground, quickly stopped the two parties.
"Sir, they are all in humble positions and have little vision. Your Excellency has a lot of money. Let this matter go as it is." Wang Jinping said to Wang Qinglong with a bitter face, showing his arrogance just now.
Just now, he was stunned by the hundreds of artillery pieces. He thought about how much credit it would be to get these hundreds of artillery pieces to the 15th Army Group. Then he had the courage to stop the train.
After being slapped by Wang Qinglong just now, I thought, can a small colonel like me afford to offend someone who now owns hundreds of cannons in China? If he really wants to stop these cannons,
What's waiting for him is probably his body lying on the streets the next day.
"snort"
Wang Qinglong glared at the bold colonel angrily.
"Blow the whistle, everyone assembles"
"Beep"
An officer immediately blew the dark green whistle hanging around his neck.
As soon as the sharp whistle sounded, the station was like a pot of boiling water, and countless soldiers wearing camouflage combat uniforms poured out of the train.
There were many reporters on the platform at this time, including those from China, Britain, the United States and other countries, and of course Japan. They were all using their cameras and film to record everything that happened at the auto show.
As the whistle sounded, dozens of carriages heard the sound of doors being opened at the same time. Thousands of heavily armed soldiers rushed out of the train. Before jumping off the train, they did not forget to pack their military uniforms for the last time.
He looked more energetic. At this time, the faces of both soldiers and officers showed a spirit that was different from other troops. It was a look of pride.
"Anti-aircraft artillery regiment gathers"
"The Third Artillery Regiment Gathers"
"Gather the guard regiment." Following the command from the non-commissioned officers, the soldiers who had just jumped off the train immediately lined up in front of the carriage according to their units.
When they lined up to report the count, all the officers and soldiers' eyes could not help but look at their commander. There was anticipation and excitement in their eyes, and you could even hear their nervous breathing due to excitement.
Dozens of reporters on the platform faithfully recorded this moment with their cameras, although at this time they were also shocked by the mighty-looking team in front of them.
"salute"
Wang Qinglong and a senior officer from the Fourth Artillery Division came over and raised their right hands in a military salute to the soldiers lined up beside the carriage. The sergeant's command sounded. They were saluting these soldiers in their own way.
show respect
"Wow"
Thousands of soldiers lined up immediately saluted with their guns and looked directly at their commander.
At this time, the expressions of the thousands of soldiers who were holding the gun salute became solemn. There was no longer the excitement as before, and all the officers and soldiers spoke softly and in a low tone.
"Brothers, please tell me, what is the bounden duty of our Chahar soldiers?" At this time, the station was quiet, and only Wang Qinglong's voice echoed on the platform.
"Honor" and "Loyalty"
"Honor" and "Loyalty"
"Honor" and "Loyalty"
Accompanied by the low shouts of the officers and soldiers, the atmosphere on the platform became a bit tragic and majestic. They expressed their determination in this way, and also used this method to let people share the honor at this time with them.
At this time, dozens of military flags were blown by the west wind in the queue on the platform. The black tiger flag on a white background was facing the east, and anyone could feel the iron-blooded fighting spirit contained in it.
Wang Qinglong looked at the soldiers in front of him with a solemn expression.
"Brothers, don't forget what we are here for. Don't embarrass our Chinese soldiers."
"The soldiers put their guns on their shoulders, turned to the left and walked in unison"
There was no passionate mobilization. There was only the order that an officer needed to give. The sound of the rifle being raised on the shoulder and the sound of the heels clicking echoed in the station like a heavy drum.
"Look left"
Accompanied by the officer's roaring command, the officers and soldiers in the square formation changed to march in unison. With solemn yellow faces, military boots that made a sound on the ground, and uniform movements, all the officers and soldiers had a feeling when they looked at the battlefield with the roar of artillery in the distance.
Staring at it with proud eyes.
At the same time, under the pulling of heavy-duty trucks, one after another, powerful and majestic large-caliber artillery was pulled off the flatbed of the train. Under the leadership of the guide, they drove towards the distance without stopping. "Oh, God
"What kind of army is this? I really can't believe that there is such an elite army in this ancient and backward country. It's incredible," a reporter from the UK exclaimed.
"This is the army of General Su of the Seventh War Zone of China." A Chinese reporter next to him answered his question coldly. His cold words could not conceal a trace of pride in his heart.