"Gao Zhisong, you really think that you are a major general. Think about it in your head. Are there any Japanese 101st Division, Sixth Division, or Chongteng Detachment? Do you feel that if you have a conflict with him?
Who will the Chairman kill?"
The threatened artillery company commander ran to Gao Zhisong to complain. After careful consideration, Gao Zhisong reported the situation to Sun Yuanliang, commander of the 72nd Army.
Unexpectedly, Sun Yuanliang was furious and yelled and cursed on the phone.
"You need to touch your conscience and think about it carefully. Think about the tanks, armored vehicles, and the 88th Division that he left behind on the homeland defense line. Think about how many people he added to the 88th Division. Let's talk about those guns.
, Those cannons were snatched from the hands of the Japanese. Don’t you think we deserve those when you look at our 88th Division people and fight side by side with him in Sihang Warehouse."
Ever since Zhang Sixing conducted a "textbook retreat" and collected those tanks, artillery, horses, and soldiers, the Eighty-eighth Division could not recover its strength so easily.
When Zhang Sixing left the homeland defense line, the Eighty-eighth Division only had more than 7,000 men. Even with two supplementary brigades, it would not exceed 10,000. But after Zhang Sixing gave them the collected soldiers from the defeated army, the number directly reached 10,000.
Six thousand people, almost full.
At this moment, Sun Yuanliang was promoted to the commander of the 72nd Army, but he was still the commander of the 88th Division, so he scolded brigade commanders like Gao Zhisong.
"And don't take what Commander Tang Seng said about you being restrained, Principal Zhang, don't use your brain. Are you really worthy? If your brigade is not enough, I will give you two more brigades, and I will fight at the Four Lines Warehouse and defeat you."
One or two Japanese divisions."
There is no way to say this. Not to mention a few brigades, even the eighty-eighth division and the eighty-seventh division, which were fully equipped, were besieged in the early stage of the Songhu battlefield. It was not that they failed to destroy the Japanese navy and land forces.
How is the team?
However, the Japanese Marine Corps was severely beaten and disabled at Sihang Warehouse, and they also needed a Chongteng Brigade. There was also the 101st Division, which the Guo Army could defeat with just one division.
Gao Zhisong stood upright with the phone in his hand, his face looked ugly, but he still knew in his heart that what Sun Yuanliang said was entirely true. If he restrained Principal Zhang by himself, that was simply Commander Tang Seng being disgusting.
He quickly knocked his heels and responded respectfully,
"Yes, military seat. But..."
Sun Yuanliang on the other end of the phone was full of anger and asked again in a stern voice,
"It's nothing, I have something to say and nothing to say."
"Sergeant, that damn artillery company commander sent the people from the Parachute School to the Military Justice Department. The artillery company...the people in the artillery company don't know how to shoot indirectly. I can't help Commander Zhang."
Hearing this, Sun Yuanliang pondered for a moment. You must know that the people in the Military Justice Department and the army are not in the same system. This matter is not easy to handle. Even if he opens his mouth, the people in the Military Justice Department will be in trouble.
He sighed,
"You still lack experience. When you go to the parachute school position, there are still two battalions of people there. Go and ask for help. As for the Military Justice Department, let's see what Principal Zhang does tomorrow."
Putting down the phone, Gao Zhisong turned around and saw that the artillery company commander was so angry. A good person would have someone to shoot with them, but such an idiot caused so much trouble.
"Snapped"
He reached out and slapped him hard,
"If you have the ability to do indirect shooting, why should I ask others for help? You won't still be jealous of others. You are such an idiot. Once the gun is fired, lock him up for me and deal with him when I come back."
After doing this, Gao Zhisong took off his military uniform and planned to go to the paratrooper school's position with a straight face.
Seeing his actions, deputy brigade commander Liao Lingqi stopped him and said in a low voice,
"Master Zhang, I'll go. Although Principal Zhang's record can be our teacher, but Master Zhang can't be ridiculed by others. This matter... I still have to deal with it."
Gao Zhisong nodded slightly and looked at him with grateful eyes.
But before deputy brigade commander Liao Lingqi left the house, suddenly a loud voice with a Northeastern accent came from outside.
"What a fool, can you really give Commander Guo some courage to prevent anything from happening during the war? Do you know that if you notify the Military Justice Department, you will harm them. Sir, nothing else, who will he do during the war?
If you pull back, you will definitely kill him. What happened to the lieutenant colonel of the officer corps, what happened to the British second lieutenant, who is more proud than the brothers..."
There are people nearby who are advising,
"Battle Commander Guan, please keep your voice down. This is the territory of the 264th Brigade. Don't let us..."
"Dare, except for Chief Zhang, if anyone dares to shoot me, I will fight them."
Both Gao Zhisong and Liao Lingqi understand this kind of relationship. Whether it is the central army or local warlords, officers often only recognize the commanders they admire, especially those who fight together on the battlefield and have the strongest relationship.
As soon as the door curtain revealed two people, they were wearing military uniforms and equipment they didn't recognize. They had visors on their faces, so they couldn't tell what they looked like. Looking at the dark color, and looking closely to distinguish them, they turned out to be two captains.
Gao Zhisong and Liao Lingqi understood this matter. After all, Zhang Sixing was just a major.
Indeed, people who don't know his military record are often easily deceived by his military rank. But at this time, a few thousand people could defeat a Japanese division, and counting the entire Guo army's combat sequence, it was just such a major.
This time, without waiting for the two people in front of them to salute, Gao Zhisong and Liao Lingqi saluted at the same time.
The two people in front of them took off their face armor together, revealing one with a rebellious face, and the other looked like a handsome fruit army officer.
"Guan Shijie, this is Cao Zijin. Both of us are officers in the infantry battalion of the Parachute School. The commander said that you sent the person who knows how to take indirect aim to the Military Justice Department. The two of us are here to take a look."
Listening to these "prickly" words, Gao Zhisong's face turned slightly red. At this time, the other man named Cao Zijin said,
"Brigade leader, I have to say that I must not delay the commander's night attack, otherwise the commander will really... Well, please have someone take the two of us to the artillery position. It must be done quickly and it must not be too late.
"
In this regard, when Gao Zhisong and Liao Lingqi were looking for someone to take them there, they couldn't help but look at each other, and they both understood that they already understood the difference between themselves, the officers in front of them, and Principal Zhang.
Principal Zhang of the Parachute School and his officers can be described in two words: simple.
Their "simple" minds only consider one issue on the battlefield, "to win."
It's nothing like the Guo army, which is full of scheming and calculation. It's stupid to think about it. After all, if you lose the battle, you are still a good soldier.
From another perspective, the other party evaluates a soldier in the same way as the German officer corps. Whoever can fight and win wars is a good soldier and a qualified and professional professional soldier.
In the future, this can be summed up in four words - "professionalism".