Rise From Eight Hundred

There was no warm hug, no tearful waving goodbye.

Tang Dao stood straight at the entrance of the garrison, watching his comrades leave one by one, in rows and columns.

The baggage battalion, the guard battalion, the cavalry battalion

The personnel were well-organized, the supplies were abundant, and the morale was high!

The three major generals watched this scene and could not help but feel a little relieved and a little sad.

This situation has fully demonstrated the prestige of Tang Dao. Fortunately, these elites have only followed Tang Dao for seven or eight days. If they had fought with him for a month, I am afraid they would have become Tang Dao's men.

This young army colonel really has an indescribable personal charm on the battlefield.

What is sad is that Colonel Tang was not so petty this time. Not only did he not hide the personnel, but all the people were registered and handed over to them. The personnel who can continue to fight, the sacrificed personnel, and the wounded who have been sent to the military field hospital are all available.

Moreover, the surrendered materials were listed in advance, and it was clear at a glance how much was distributed to the returning troops and how much should be surrendered to the headquarters. The director of the logistics department of the 67th Army, who came to hand over to the advance group, was so moved that he shook the hand of Lieutenant Colonel Zhuang Shisan and did not let go.

Together with the mules, horses and war horses, there were tens of thousands of mouths waiting to eat in the whole army! A week ago, the two commanders generously used military rations to help the refugees who were about to starve to death, but pushed the army to the edge of the cliff. In just two or three days, the army would be out of food, and there would be no baked potatoes to eat.

The fat colonel in charge of logistics was so anxious that he took his men to wander around in the wilderness behind the defense line every day, hoping to dig some food in the fields. After a week, he lost at least ten pounds.

But that was destined to be desperate.

Not to mention that the autumn harvest had passed, just the hundreds of thousands of refugees passing by from then on, when they were short of food, they could even peel tree bark to eat, let alone the crops left in the fields?

The Tang sword's generosity allowed the army to sustain for another half a month, not to mention the dazzling variety of light and heavy weapons.

The soldiers in the baggage camp originally had only one rifle, which was a burden for the baggage soldiers. Now they have upgraded their rifles, and a small half of them are equipped with Japanese-style Nambu 14 pistols, which are both light and have a certain degree of protection.

The 38-type rifles piled up like a mountain on the carts were also handed over to the headquarters, and will be distributed to each division at that time. In addition, each gun can also be equipped with 30 rounds of 6.5mm bullets.

Of course, what made the three major generals sigh the most was that Colonel Tang not only returned the undamaged Oerlikon machine guns and anti-aircraft heavy machine guns borrowed from the 67th Army, but also added ten 25mm machine guns and nearly 10,000 rounds of artillery shells, and also took into account the efforts of the infantry divisions in this battle, and specially prepared four for the 108th Division.

Who said that Tang Dao was a sly guy who only knew how to poach people with a hoe? The three major generals who witnessed Tang Dao's generosity, especially the deputy commander from the 108th Division, were almost full of "gay" blood and defined Tang Dao in front of Zhuang Shisan: Deputy Director Tang is a real soldier. In my military career, I have never seen such an upright and pure person. This is an unfortunate era, but it is a great honor for me to fight side by side with a soldier like Deputy Director Tang.

Although this statement is indeed a bit flattering, it is possible that the major general deputy commander was moved by the huge amount of supplies that Tang Dao selflessly took out.

That is, Zhuang Shisan couldn't accept it.

Last night, his superior didn't appease him and the several school officers who stayed to reorganize the independent battalion in this way.

He remembered that the man who was "so upright and pure" in the mouth of the major general said: "Why are you so excited? It's just a few supplies! The friendly forces have no guns and no food. Who of you dare to eat meat? You have to wait for a bunch of old foxes to come to my independent camp to eat and drink and take some away. Are you satisfied? It's better to give it early than late. It can also leave a good reputation and make it easier for us to recruit people.

Also, are those machine guns, machine guns, rifles, and pistols edible and drinkable? You have to be able to carry them if you leave them there. After this battle, we have to run away. If any of you can carry a machine gun, I will leave those stupid and rough things as your exclusive weapons. It will be really impressive on the battlefield."

After hearing what Tang Dao said, Lei Xiong, who had always been obsessed with heavy firepower, completely lost his temper and stopped talking about leaving a few more machine guns.

The machine gun is quite impressive when it is fired on the battlefield. Within a distance of 500 meters, people will be killed and even the Type 89 tanks can be punched with a few holes. It is an absolute killer.

But the overall weight of this thing is more than 200 kilograms. With the shells, it takes at least four pack horses and ten soldiers to maneuver.

If you want to run away, the transportation of more than a dozen machine guns is a headache.

It is better to leave it to those lieutenant generals to worry about.

The newly established independent battalion also has a twin-mounted Suroton machine gun plus two captured 25mm machine guns. Three machine guns and at least six heavy machine guns are more than enough for a battalion-level unit, whether it is air defense or ground battlefield.

The Japanese Navy was ambushed twice in succession by ground-based anti-aircraft firepower near Baihe Port, and had long been afraid of this force with a certain amount of anti-aircraft firepower. During the 18th Division's attack operations this week, the number of fighter planes dispatched by the Japanese Navy was pitifully small. It was already very good if they could drop a wave of bombs a day.

Zhuang Shisan didn't know if he would have a heart attack if he revealed Tang's true thoughts to the deputy division commander, the major general.

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait for him to say it. The next scene directly made the deputy division commander, the major general, choke.

Tang Dao, who was seeing off the returning troops, stopped the last cavalryman to leave.

The cavalry lieutenant colonel, who was originally reluctant to leave, stared at the handwritten warrant in Tang Dao's hand, which was personally written and signed by Lieutenant General Wu. He left a cavalry platoon with great pain, jumped on the warhorse, and took the remaining cavalrymen, turned around and ran away.

There was no tragic and heroic feeling of "goodbye means never see you again", but there was a sense of panic that if he didn't leave quickly, he, Gu Shaoxun, would soon become a commander without troops.

Tang Dao was a ruthless man. Although he was ruthlessly "driven" out of the headquarters by Lieutenant General Wu, he stood in the trench at the entrance of the headquarters and refused to leave until the staff of the headquarters showed him the handwritten warrant issued by Lieutenant General Wu.

Empty words are not enough. Tang Dao said that Wu Junzuo agreed, and Gu Shaoxun could leave him a horse mane, which was considered "deep brotherly love".

"Brothers of the cavalry battalion, see you on the battlefield one day." Tang Dao shouted at the cavalrymen who were running very fast.

"Go!" The cavalrymen imitated their superiors and slapped the horses' butts in response.

The horses felt wronged.

Others said goodbye to you, why are you hitting my butt? He was very unhappy in his heart, but his body was very honest. He took four steps and left only a pile of dust.

"Brothers of the cavalry, this speed is nothing to say!" Tang Dao fanned the dust in his face with his hand, sighed slightly, looked back at Lv Sanjiang and others who were still confused after being ordered to be transferred to the independent battalion, and smiled: "Fortunately, my independent battalion also has brothers who run so fast, brothers, are you happy!"

A cavalry platoon was just poached by this guy? The three major generals who were preparing to bid a "gay" farewell to Tang Dao collectively said MMP in their hearts!

Then, outside the garrison, a team of soldiers came in a line, and the three major generals began to circle their eyes. What was going on?

When Commissioner Wang, who was riding a horse in the front, jumped off his horse and saluted Tang Dao, he held Tang Dao's hand with great sorrow and earnestly said: "Captain Tang, the remaining 500 brothers of my Songjiang Security Corps are all handed over to you"

What did I just say? The major general deputy commander of the 108th Division now just wants to find Zhuang Shisan and swallow back what he just said.

This is really a pure person! A very pure "farmer"! No one can dig the soil better than him...

PS: I am very busy today, Monday, and I have four classes in the afternoon, so I only wrote one chapter! Only one chapter today, sorry!