At the end of the meeting, Hu Lian didn't talk much. After arranging the tasks, he waved his hand to dismiss the meeting. After watching everyone walk out of the headquarters, Hu Lian scratched his head, and finally punched the table weakly.
: "When will our supplies arrive!"
"The division headquarters said it's quick!"
"It's almost, it's almost, it's almost, it's been three days, it's still almost, my brothers are going to the battlefield, and they won't even have enough to eat!" After Hu Lian finished speaking, his eyes were red, and finally he sighed weakly.
Take a breath.
"Regiment, the division headquarters said that as long as we recapture Luodian, they will replenish all our supplies to us!"
"If you don't give us weapons and ammunition, what are we going to fight with? The 27th Regiment is a bunch of trash, and they can't even defend it for a day!"
On the other side, Yu Yang quickly walked towards his company. The Japanese planes came again, but this time, the Kuomintang air force also dispatched. The two sides began to fight over Shanghai. In the early days of the war of resistance, the Kuomintang air force fought.
Very good, the airport will appear and you can use less to attack more, but you can achieve good results.
But as time went by, one of the Kuomintang's planes was shot down, and there was no effective replacement. Eventually, the air superiority over the entire country was lost. As for the money donated by the patriots to buy planes, hahaha.
Seeing the Kuomintang fighter planes constantly fighting in the sky and the blue sky and white sun flag under the wings, Yu Yang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. The air superiority was still there, at least it had not been completely lost.
"It's not easy!" Wang Hao glanced at the flag of the Kuomintang. Winner and loser. No matter how on the anti-Japanese battlefield, the contribution of the Kuomintang cannot be denied. In this era, if you are not a traitor, everyone will throw away their weapons on the battlefield.
Those who shed their heads, spilled their blood, and sacrificed their lives to resist the invaders should all be worthy of respect.
They may be just ordinary soldiers, and their strength is very weak, but these weak forces gathered together and issued the cry of the ancient nation, driving the invaders one by one from their homes and letting them
Future generations will be able to breathe the air freely on this planet.
"National mourning, but it is also a kind of hardship. Without this hardship, maybe our nation would not have awakened so quickly. In the future, we will not let down the martyrs who sacrificed their lives in this era!"
At the company headquarters, Yu Yang opened the map and looked at the topographic map of Luodian. He had to complain that the Kuomintang's map was very rough, like a primary school student's sketch. It only had a rough address and the one Hu Lian mentioned.
Panjing River, the name of the river is not even marked on the map, only the word "river" is written on it.
"Wang Hao, go and ask if anyone is familiar with this river, and send someone over to observe the Japanese defenses!"
I looked at the time and saw that there were still more than ten minutes before the attack time, but the entire 66th Regiment was the front line, and not far ahead was the Japanese position.
Five minutes later, Wang Hao walked into the headquarters with a soldier: "Company Commander, this military strategist is from Luodian, and he is very familiar with this area!"
"Well, what's your name?"
"Hello, company commander, I'm Zhao Tiezhu from the third squad!"
"Tie Zhu, you are from Luodian, tell me how wide is the Panjing River and is it deep?"
"Company commander, Panjing River? I didn't know there was such a river!"
"Um..." Yu Yang was a little helpless. In this era, information was very underdeveloped. A river was called by one official name, one by the people, and one by the local people. He waved his hand to Zhao Tiezhu: "Come and take a look. That's it.
This river south of your town! What do you call it?"
Zhao Tiezhu couldn't read the map, but understood what Yu Yang meant, and patted his head: "Company commander, you mean the Dalao River. This river is probably this deep, and is it not wide enough? There is a bridge above it, right?"
Not too far ahead!”
Zhao Tiezhu didn't know how to describe how deep the river was, so he could only stretch his hands as far as possible to describe the depth. Yu Yang nodded to indicate that he understood that crossing the river was not an easy task while looking at the map.
If in modern times, a construction vehicle drove over and directly laid bridges and roads, not to mention people, even tanks could get through it. However, if modern people want to cross the river by force, they almost have to fill it with their lives. If many people die, maybe it can be done.
Rushed over.
"Deputy company commander, please go and count how many people in our company can swim and how many of them have shot official rifles!" The attack time was coming, and Yu Yang didn't have much time to waste.
The deputy company commander is named Liu Youwei. He is a scholar. His education is probably equivalent to a junior high school graduate in later generations. He looks polite and polite. Although he is the deputy company commander, he mostly does statistical work.
"I don't know who can swim, but we only have twenty-one Zhongzheng rifles in total!"
"Only twenty-one?"
After Yu Yang heard the numbers, he shook his head. There were too few Chinese formal rifles because they had to cross the river. Rifles of this era may malfunction if water enters due to performance issues. This Chinese formal weapon has the highest performance among the Kuomintang troops.
Good weapons.
"Well, gather the weapons together, I will be useful later, and gather the tarpaulins that can make people waterproof, I will be useful too!"
"It's the company commander!"
Two minutes later, the entire company was concentrated. Yu Yang glanced at the soldiers under his command. His first impression was that all the soldiers were very thin. Most of the soldiers looked like skin and bones, without much facial expression.
Blood color, everyone looks malnourished, but everyone has a temperament, a temperament that regards death as home.
"Brothers, we are about to fight a tough battle, are you afraid?"
"Don't be afraid!"
"Very good, we will attack Luodian later. The regiment's order is that Luodian must be recaptured before eleven o'clock today. I won't say more. I will take the lead in the charge later. I'm dead. Deputy Company Commander
On top, the deputy company commander died, and on top of the platoon commander, we have no retreat now, and behind us is Shanghai. If we can't recapture Luodian, Shanghai will be unsafe..."
Simple pre-war mobilization boosted morale once again. After all, the 11th Division was an elite. Compared with the strong men who were forcibly captured later, mobilization took much less effort.
"Those who can swim will come out!"
After Yu Yang finished speaking, a company of more than 100 people immediately stood up. More than 70 people stood up. There were too many people. Yu Yang couldn't use so many people. He thought for a while and said again: "It's the only son in the family who is returning!"
There were only a dozen soldiers in total who retreated, and there was no family planning. Most families in this era had several children.
"There is an old father at home, but the old mother has no one to take care of her!"
"at home……"
In the end, there were still twenty people left. There were enough. After waving his hands, the deputy company commander led his men and formally distributed the collected weapons to these people.
ps: I haven’t written Guadao yet, so I’ll write Songhu.
