war contractor

Chapter 262
The Japanese tentatively attacked twice in the afternoon, but failed to take the city gate both times.

But even so, there are only 32 people alive on the top of the city. Yu Zhiqian killed about 200 Japanese soldiers in one afternoon. Compared with the soldiers of the national army, Yu Zhigan's marksmanship is better, and he has the advantage of magnification , can start killing enemies from [-] meters away.

"Switched defense!"

When it started to get dark, the second battalion and the third battalion switched defenses. Yu Zhiqian and others also breathed a sigh of relief. There were less than 100 defenders at the east gate. .

"Sir, where are you going?"

During Wang Youcai's second attack, he injured his arm. After switching defenses, he looked at Yu Zhiqian curiously.

Yu Zhiqian thought for a moment: "I'll go to the headquarters for a walk!"

This mission gave Yu Zhigan a high degree of freedom. He didn’t belong to a certain unit, and he didn’t have an order to stick to it. Yu Zhigan could go wherever he wanted. There was no core mission, so Yu Zhigan didn’t know where to go for a while.

"Headquarters! It's in the middle of the city, sir, have you found it? If I can't find it, I'll take you there!"

"it is good!"

Wang Youcai admires Yu Zhigan very much now. According to his own rough statistics, Yu Zhigan killed at least forty Japanese devils. This number was almost unimaginable before. Even now, it is not something ordinary people can do. Wang Youcai served as a soldier. In [-], the first person I've ever seen so capable of fighting.

Changde City has now completed most of the retreat. In the city, there are no ordinary people to be seen. Occasionally, some people who have not had time to retreat are also in a hurry. Most of them voluntarily joined the logistics team. To the frontline soldiers, deliver food and transport the wounded.

"Sir, why didn't you retreat!"

Wang Youcai took the compressed biscuit handed over by Yu Zhiqian, took a bite, and looked at Yu Zhiqian curiously.

"Why retreat?"

"During the retreat a few days ago, many reporters had already left the war zone. Aren't you a reporter?"

"No, I'm a fighter just like you!"

"Sir, what kind of biscuit is this? It doesn't taste like anything!"

"Eat less, this food will fill you up, drink some water and try!"

"it is good!"

After walking for about half an hour, the two finally arrived at a building in the center of the city. Two sentries stood at the door. When they saw Yu Zhiqian, they stopped him immediately. After taking out their IDs, the sentries let him go.

"General, the Japanese may not be targeting us. They just want to attract the surrounding friendly forces to reinforce us, and then take the opportunity to cross the Yuanjiang River and enter the Hunan-Hubei area. Now it's just a feint!"

As soon as he entered the headquarters, he heard fierce debates coming from inside.

"General, I don't agree with Staff Liu's idea. The enemy's target is obviously us. After taking Changde, the entire Yuanjiang River Basin is under the control of the Japanese. It can be attacked and defended. Now it is just testing us. Once we don't pay attention, the Japanese will seize the opportunity!"

After entering the headquarters, most of the officers Yu Zhiqian saw were taller than himself, and majors and the like walked everywhere.

There is a huge map in the middle of the headquarters, and several ashtrays are placed beside it. In the large room, there is a smell of cigarettes. The ceiling is high, and there is a very simple chandelier on the top.

There are several radio stations on both sides, and several communication soldiers are constantly sending and receiving telegrams. From time to time, the phone rings, and communication soldiers and messengers are constantly running around the house.

On the front wall hangs a photo of Chiang Kai-shek in military uniform, with two blue sky and white sun flags crossed on both sides, and another huge map on the bottom, with a lot of circles and crosses on it, and General Yu Chengwan, the lieutenant general of the 57th Division , sitting at the desk.

Yu Zhiqian saw Yu Chengwan for the first time. Compared with the photos seen by later generations, General Yu Chengwan now looks younger. He is from Taizhou, Guangdong. But he stared at the map and thought carefully.

I have to admire the uniform of the Kuomintang army. A well-fitting lieutenant general's uniform makes his figure look more upright. His thick black sword eyebrows and bright eyes are constantly thinking, and he also has a domineering arrogance without anger.

Holding the Zhongzheng Sword in his hand, which is the symbol of his Whampoa graduate, when the two staff officers quarreled for a long time, they turned their heads suddenly, looked at the map behind them, and pointed with their fingers: "Yong Shanyong's target should not be Changde. It might just be a feint, but if we let our defense loose they could go straight to us."

"The general is..."

"The headquarters should not be wrong. This is the result of the analysis of the headquarters. Call the headquarters and we will execute the order." When Yu Chengwan said this, he was a little uncertain.

"General, but..."

The staff officer who was going to argue about something, after hearing Yu Chengwan's words, saluted, then turned around and saluted, shook his head, and started to send a report to the headquarters, when he turned around, he saw Yu Zhigan standing aside, first I was taken aback for a moment, and then walked over: "Hello, you are Captain Yu from the intelligence department!"

Yu Zhiqian nodded, not understanding why the staff officer knew him. The staff officer brought Yu Zhigan to Yu Chengwan's side: "General, Captain Yu from the intelligence department that I told you about this morning is here!"

When Yu Chengwan saw Yu Zhiqian, his eyes lit up, then he turned to look at Yu Zhiqian, and then frowned: "Didn't you say you'll be there at noon? Why is it half a day late!"

Before Yu Zhiqian could speak, Wang Youcai who was next to him paid a military salute: "Report to the commander, Commander Yu, help us resist the Japanese attack at the east gate, and kill at least forty Japanese officers!"

"you are?"

"Report to the general, I am Wang Youcai, the deputy company commander of the 172rd Battalion and [-]st Company of the [-]nd Regiment!"

"What you said is true!"

"Yes, General, our brothers on the tower can prove it!"

Hearing this sentence, Yu Chengwan's face recovered a bit, and Yu Zhiqian secretly remembered that Yu Chengwan likes people who are punctual. After the misunderstanding was resolved, Yu Zhiqian pointed to the map: "Captain Yu, your intelligence department, for What useful information do the Japanese have for this attack?"

Yu Zhiqian was stunned for a moment, but he soon realized what his identity was. It was equivalent to a staff officer outside the establishment. The identity of the intelligence department gave Yu Zhigan a certain degree of freedom, and he was able to get in touch with Yu Chengwan.

"General, our intelligence department has analyzed and judged that the Japanese target this time is Changde, and their plan to attack Henan, Hunan and Guangxi is just a cover!"

"Then why didn't the headquarters give us an order?"

"General, I don't know how the people in the headquarters are, but you should understand after looking at the map!"

"Tell me about it!"

After Yu Chengwan finished speaking, he handed the baton to Yu Zhiqian. After Yu Zhiqian took it, he found Changde on the map. After making a circle, he moved to Changsha and Chongqing.

When Yu Chengwan saw that after Chongqing, he was taken aback for a moment, frowned, shook his head slowly, and then looked at Changsha. All the previous fog was blown away, and he instantly cleared his mind. What is the devil going to do.

I was just a fan of the authorities before, and I didn't see Changde's influence on the overall situation.

　After thinking about it for a long time, how to write this paragraph, I think that it is better to watch a drama than to write about beating and killing everyone, so I want to write something about the little people at that time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)