large ballistics

Chapter 406
"Mr. Xue, the Yueyang Intelligence Office has sent an urgent message that the headquarters of the 11th Army of the Japanese Army has moved to Yueyang."

Wu Yizhi held a telegram that had just been translated from the telecommunication room in his hand, strode over and put it in front of Xue Boling.

"Oh?"

In front of the desk, Xue Boling put the pen in his hand, raised his face and raised his eyebrows, then leaned back on the wooden chair, "It seems that according to Okamura's calendar, the day to invade Changsha is getting closer and closer."

Wu Yizhi nodded, and he also felt the momentum of the oncoming soldiers from the transfer of the Japanese Army Command, "Now Okamura's 11th Army has [-] troops in its hands. According to our intelligence personnel's observation, The Nanxun railway and the Yangtze River waterway are transporting food and other materials all day long, which is a momentum of preparation for war."

"Has the [-]th Army Luo Zhuoying's troops assembled yet?"

“一一八师、49师、51师、57师、58师、76师、93师、98师和预备第二师共计九个师里，已有七层集合完毕, 98师和预备第二师由于粮草还在调集, 尚未出发。”

Xue Boling frowned, "It's too slow, tell the two division commanders, if you fail to gather within three days, you will take the initiative to take off your rank!"

"Well, okay, I'll urge them now!"

Xue Boling tapped his fingers on the table, "By the way, invite Commander Yang over for me."

In a large temple in the southern part of Changsha City, the temple, which was originally very prosperous with incense, became desolate after being hit by a shell that fell from the sky, and the monks and pilgrims were wiped out in an instant.

However, the temple is quite large, and after the rubble was cleared, it became the headquarters of the No. 20 Seventh Army of the Sichuan Army.

The temple is large, and the people it accommodates are of high status. Yang Sen, the commander of the group army, stayed here.

"The terrible weather in Guawazi, since I came to Changsha, it has been raining every day, every day! My underpants are enough to make up an intensive class, and my mother Xipi is not doing it! Somebody come and light me!"

"Commander, it's overdue."

"Fart, is it better to air-dry the fire-roasted one? The fire-roasted one has a smoky smell."

Amidst the cursing, there was a sound of "Puff!" Amidst the sound of brakes, Wu Yizhi got off the jeep, strode in, and said with a smile, "I smelled Commander Yang's breath outside." Voice, is there something that makes Commander Yang uncomfortable? Tell me, and I, Old Wu, will help you solve it."

Then I looked up and saw a row of underpants drying on bamboo poles beside the eaves.

"Hey! Commander Yang has raised a flag! It's been raining these days, so tomorrow I'll ask Changsha City Cloth Merchant to make a basket of cotton cloth for Commander Yang."

"Chief of Staff Wu!" The crowd beside Yang Sen raised their hands in salute.

As the leader of the Sichuan Army, Yang Sen did not put on airs. Although there was no salute between the superior and the subordinate, he still shook hands as a signal.Wu Yizhi, as the chief of the general staff and the No. [-] figure in the Ninth War Zone, is one level higher than Yang Sen in rank, but within the Kuomintang, high rank does not mean that one can talk about things, and seniority is sometimes more important than rank.

However, Wu Yizhi is a general staff member who treats people like a spring breeze, which to a large extent makes up for Xue Boling's usual rigid style of dealing with generals and officers in the theater, and becomes the lubricant in the middle.

"Commander Yang, Chief Xue has a request."

"Let someone come over and say no, and you can trouble the chief of staff to come and go in person?"

Wu Yizhi patted Yang Sen on the shoulder, "Let's go, the car is parked outside the door."

This is Wu Yizhi's skill as the chief of the general staff, in his daily life, to help Xue Boling deal with some big bosses in the war zone.

Of course, to be able to enjoy the commander of the group army whom he personally drove to pick him up was only a person like Yang Sen who was full of qualifications and who dared to shake the face of Chongqing if he wanted to.Some other group army commanders, as long as they are wearing the standard military uniform of the Central Army, can be summoned with just one phone call.

The jeep drove through most of the city and stopped at the gate of the Ninth Theater Command.

Yang Sen strode in to Xue Boling's office, and the Xue Boling guards opened the door with a salute.

Yang Sen raised his hand to salute, "Mr. Xue!"

"Commander Yang, sit down!"

Xue Boling got up and took the teacup, made a cup of black tea and put it in front of Yang Sen.

"Commander Yang, please come here, I have something to trouble you bro."

For Yang Sen, Xue Boling didn't show the domineering arrogance that he said just now that he could get rid of two teacher positions.

Xue Boling understands that the Sichuan Army system cannot be commanded as easily as the Central Army. He can force a certain army of the Central Army to arrive on time within the specified time. Sichuan Army, such a mandatory order has to be issued by the person in front of him, otherwise there will be no effect.

However, the Sichuan army was really capable of fighting. In the face of the Japanese invasion, these local military departments could put down their old barriers and join hands to fight against Japan. As the commander of the war zone, Xue Boling was also quite touched.

"The latest news, Okamura moved his headquarters to Yueyang."

Yang Sen rubbed the lid of the teacup with his thumb, "It seems that old devil Okamura can't wait!"

Xue Boling sat opposite Yang Sen, looked at Yang Sen with his hands crossed and said solemnly, "Now the Eighth Army, No.15 Group Army and No.19 Group Army are in place one after another around Changsha. The divisions are all well-equipped, and if calculated according to the one-to-five battle loss ratio proposed by 'Bai Zhuge', there are still many gaps in the strength of the troops guarding Changsha. So, please come here, brother, to get rid of the Sichuan army that is still scattered outside. The troops gather."

The "Bai Zhuge" in Xue Boling's mouth is Bai Jiansheng, who is next to the chairman of the committee and has always advocated abandoning Changsha and retreating to Hengshan. "It's not an admiration tone, but a bit ironic.

For Xue Boling, if this "Bai Zhuge" hadn't been advocating the strategy of retreating to Hengshan by the chairman's side, the chairman would not have scolded himself for "taking my family's wealth to fight!"

Of course, Xue Boling is not blindly confident. He knows that Bai Jiansheng's proposal of a [-]:[-] battle loss ratio to allocate troops is not groundless, so he also strives to mobilize the available troops.
Xue Boling knew clearly that he could only win by sticking to Changsha or the devils retreated, otherwise he would lose his military career based on the chairman's scolding.

Yang Sen put down his teacup and nodded solemnly, "The Japanese invaders are in the present, and there is no shirking the responsibility."

After leaving the theater headquarters, Yang Sen returned to the big temple in the southern part of Changsha City, stood with his waist down under the big Buddha, and whipped a horsewhip on the table in his hand, raising a puff of dust:
"Order the [-]th Division and the [-]th Division under the [-]th Army; the [-]rd Division and the [-]th Division under the [-]th Army. The four divisions will return to construction on the same day and arrive in the Tongcheng area of ​​southern Jiangxi within four days. Come to Lao Tzu to wait for orders, which army is short of catties, I will start from the commander of the army! Step by step, step by step!"

Yang Sen directly transferred back the four main combat divisions in the group army who were most capable of fighting.

(End of this chapter)