"Warmly welcome the return of the warriors of Sihang Warehouse..."
"warm……"
Well, the banners were very enthusiastic, but they were not necessarily sincere. However, the welcoming officers, starting from Sun Yuanliang and going down, looked at the people and equipment brought by Zhang Sixing, their eyes still sparkled.
There were a large number of troops, four tanks, and a large number of artillery...especially the six to seven hundred tall horses obtained from the 101st Division, which were even more loved by Sun Yuanliang and others.
In addition, no matter how you feel about Zhang Sixing in your heart, everything on the scene is always done with care.
For a group of people who broke out from behind enemy lines on their own, the 72nd Army used their own supplies to cook a sumptuous meal for Zhang Sixing and all his officers and soldiers.
Zhang Sixing didn't like the conversation at the wine table. To be honest, he was in a hurry to go to the airport in Jurong to meet Chennault and didn't have much time to do these formal things.
"Major Zhang, let's eat first anyway."
Zhang Sixing just gave a military salute to this, and then looked serious,
"I'm sorry, Master, it's a humble position..."
Zhang Boting immediately stood up and interrupted Zhang Sixing's words and introduced him again.
"Major Zhang, you just came down from the firing line and you don't know. Now the 88th Division has been ordered to expand into the 72nd Army, so..."
This person was an acquaintance, and he was the acquaintance who personally sent Xie Jinyuan to the concentration camp. Although he had never spoken to him, Zhang Sixing did not have a good impression of him.
But it is human nature to respect Sun Yuanliang in his title, so he quickly changed his words,
"Ah, I'm sorry, military commander. I rushed to Jurong under strict orders from the advisory group. This meal is just..."
Upon hearing that Zhang Sixing wanted to refuse, Chief of Staff Zhang Boting hurriedly said,
"Major, even if you are impatient, the officers and soldiers under your command should have a good meal. The officers and soldiers are working very hard after coming down from the firing line, so I hope the major will not refuse."
It's right to think about it. Ever since Sihang Warehouse, these guys followed his subordinates, and they really haven't had a few good meals.
Although soldiers should not have too high requirements for food on the battlefield, it is also one of the commander's responsibilities to provide the soldiers with a good meal when they have the opportunity.
"Okay, then you're welcome for your humble position."
Seeing Zhang Sixing nodding, Sun Yuanliang patted Zhang Sixing's shoulder hard twice and said with a smile,
"Haha, is this right? Based on Principal Zhang's feat of collecting the defeated troops during the retreat and defeating the enemy's 101st Division, it's easy to understand."
Seeing Zhang Sixing nodding, Hansen, who was wearing German casual clothes beside him, was still very satisfied. What he was most satisfied with about China was the delicious food and beautiful women.
It seemed that the only people who could serve at the table were Zhang Sixing and Hansen, so on their table were Sun Yuanliang, Zhang Boting, and Captain Jonas, the leader of the German officer corps stationed in the 72nd Army.
After all, this matter involves the replenishment of military strength and equipment, so it is not good for too many people to know.
Although there were only five people, a lot of thought was put into the dishes on the table. There were many dishes but the portions on each plate were not too large.
The two Germans knew that they had little to do with them in this situation, so they devoted themselves to drinking and eating without saying a single unnecessary word.
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, gossip and toasts to each other, business exchanges were completed, and then it was time to get down to business.
"Principal Zhang, we don't have many planes, these paratroopers..."
Although he asked this question, Zhang Sixing understood what Zhang Boting meant.
"In fact, paratroopers are more elite infantry than ordinary people. They use aircraft to deliver troops to strategic or tactical points for combat. However, the paratrooper school actually trains elite infantry first, and then further upgrades to paratroopers, senior paratroopers and other units."
Zhang Sixing took the opportunity to let Sun Yuanliang understand what the essence of the paratrooper school was.
"So, the scale of the paratrooper school cannot be small."
If you have soldiers in your hands, you will have real power, and if you have elite soldiers, your power will be even greater. There is no need to tell the Chinese officers about this kind of thing, they all know it in their hearts.
So Zhang Sixing explained a little bit about the issues that Sun Yuanliang was already interested in.
"Of course, we must first train elite infantry from ordinary soldiers, and then we can further train them into paratroopers..."
"Then Principal Zhang, do you want all the troops you brought to be trained as paratroopers?"
This is what Sun Yuanliang is worried about. After all, although there is an order for Zhang Sixing to hand over the troops, if the German guy in front of him insists on not letting go, then what can he do.
Although they are all soldiers, the identity of the principal Zhang in front of him is from the German Advisory Officer Corps.
"Of course not. I brought more than 8,000 people. There were only about 600 or 700 people who came out of the Sixing Warehouse with me. There were less than 3,000 people who fought with me on the 101st Division. The rest were
The rest of the soldiers we collected when we retreated were ordered to be handed over to you."
Hearing what Zhang Sixing said, Sun Yuanliang put his whole heart into his stomach.
This time, he will suddenly have more than 5,000 people in his hands, almost as many as he currently has in the empty 72nd Army.
"but……"
But Zhang Sixing's "but" sentence aroused Sun Yuanliang's heart again, and he stared at Zhang Sixing to see what "but" it was.
"However, the artillery team and horses must be handed over to the army group, who will distribute them uniformly. After all, it is impossible for dozens of cannons and hundreds of horses to be given to your family."
Hearing that Zhang Sixing was talking about this matter, Sun Yuanliang was relieved and asked again,
"The equipment of tanks and armored vehicles..."
"Four tanks are no problem, but I would like to remind you that the tanks cannot be used like the ones in Shanghai. I recommend that you hand them over to Captain Jonas, and provide him with a team of more elite soldiers who use pistols."
At this time, Jonas, who was chewing on a big chicken leg, opened his eyes wide. He didn't know why he was still busy here. He quickly put down the chicken leg, not daring to chew it. He just stood up and stood at attention, but there was no word in his mouth.
Unable to speak.
It was Hansen who gave him a tug.
"Captain Jonathan, this is the document given to you by the commander. Practice the above method for a few days. I believe it will be of great use in the battle here."
Zhang Boting heard that the tank would be commanded by a German officer and couldn't help but be curious about the document.
"Can I see it?"
"no problem"
Hansen responded, took out a piece of culture from his personal document bag and handed it to Zhang Boting, but his face was full of joking.
When Zhang Boting took it in his hand and turned it over, he realized that it was all written in German, and he didn't recognize a word of it. For a moment, his face turned red with embarrassment.
Having achieved the desired effect, Hansen took out another thicker document from the document bag and handed it over.
"Well, that one is about how to use armored troops and rapid troops. This one is for you."
When Zhang Boting saw the document handed over by Hansen, his eyes widened and he asked in surprise,
"Is this how you make gasoline barrel cannons and helmet mines?"
"Chief of Staff Zhang, haven't you seen that there is still a method of making clay grenades later. To be honest, I have really used enough Gong-style grenades."