People are in the war of resistance, sign up for ten years

But the ground they built is really strong, and people can't pick a little bit of fault from head to toe~.

With almost no effort, a regiment took over the position.

"Reporting to the head of the regiment, all the battalions have finished rest-, please give instructions!"

A regiment of forward headquarters.

The three battalion commanders all came to Zeng Guoxuan, stood at attention and saluted.

"Ok!"

Slightly nodding his head, Zeng Guoxuan said in a deep voice: "This battle has played out the fighting standards that each battalion should have."

"However, the little devil is right in front of his eyes, no one must slack off in the slightest, and be careful not to stumble."

"As the order continues, officers at all levels of the battalion and company will take turns to be on duty, so that the soldiers will have a rest."

"This battle is over, and I will personally celebrate for you."

The three battalion commanders immediately expressed their opinions loudly: "Don't worry, the commander, the people are in the position."

"As long as one of us is alive, we will never let the position fall into the hands of little devils."

"Okay, what you want is your strength."

After waving his hand, Zeng Guoxuan hurriedly said, "Okay, we've been fighting for several hours, everyone is tired, let's go to rest first!"

"Yes!"

The three battalion commanders saluted together.

Turned around and left the regiment headquarters, and ran towards their respective positions.

A group of officers and soldiers who had just experienced a life-and-death fight, none of them showed an excited expression when they heard the rest order.

There is only numbness stained by the blood of war.

Those so-called fears and fears are completely unimportant in the face of death.

Many people are even more glad that they are still alive.

On the battlefield, they never felt good to be alive.

Everyone wants to go home alive more than ever and see their parents, wives and children.

But a regiment of officers and soldiers knew very well that they could not go home yet.

The enemies he faced were a group of vicious devils, once the little devil was freed from his shackles.

Then there is only disaster waiting for Fengtian and even the three eastern provinces.

It is impossible for any Dong... Bei Erlang to watch this scene happen.

For the sake of my loved ones from being harmed by little devils.

In order not to be occupied by little devils for their homeland.

For the sake of our descendants, we will not be wantonly enslaved by others like a dog.

Everyone is mustering up their courage, sharpening the bayonets in their hands, and having a final decisive battle with the little devil.

A country, a nation must have a group of men who dare to shed their blood!

.......

Fengtian Security Command.

Looking at the direction of Sujiatun from afar, Feng Xuan had mixed feelings in his heart.

After this battle, how many families in Fengtian City hung up their clothes and howled all over the place.

However, someone has to make sacrifices, otherwise who will defend the 3000 million compatriots in the Northeast...North.

Thinking of this, Feng Xuan once again believed in his belief.

"Master."

"The little devils are all defeated, why don't we annihilate them all in one go?"

A hurried figure broke into the office of the headquarters. It was Zhao Zhenfan, the commander-in-chief of the reserve force.

"Yes, Marshal, now is the best time to annihilate the Second Division of the Kwantung Army."

Huang Xian, the deputy commander-in-chief of the reserves who came in afterward, suggested with the same anxious voice.

In order to support Fengtian's campaign, the two did not hesitate to hand over the recruitment of Xinmin to others.

He rushed back to Fengtian after starry night.

They had just arrived in Fengtian when they heard good news from the First Division.

Therefore, these two people can't wait to appear in the headquarters office.

However, upon hearing their words, Feng Xuan's expression darkened slightly.

Zhao...Zhenfan and Huang...Xiansheng are veterans of the Eastern...Northern Army, even they think so.

No wonder the later generations of the government will lose so badly.

A small victory does not mean that the Kwantung Army's combat effectiveness is weak, on the contrary, it shows that the Eastern and Northern Army's fighting will is weak.

If it weren't for the American soldiers under his command to take the lead in charging, how could the First Guard Division have the courage to counterattack?

It turns out that the East...North Army is vastly overrated.

The 'non-resistance' order is certainly hateful, but what is even more hateful is the rotten spirit revealed by the entire army from top to bottom.

Inherited until now, the style of warlords is deeply ingrained.

Corruption of military pay is already common in this army.

In later generations, the Tang Department of Re Province received an order to counterattack key issues

During the march, the two brigades protested because they had not paid their troops for a long time.

It's simply a joke of the world.

However, jokes like this abound in hundreds of thousands of troops.

The appearance of some heroes can't cover up the corruption of the Northeast Army.

Even if the weapons and equipment between the Eastern and Northern Army and the Kwantung Army are basically equal, their combat effectiveness is not even one-fifth of that of the Kwantung Army.

The strength of an army is not only the weapons and equipment, but also the choice of fighting will.

If the general is not benevolent, why should the soldiers die generously?

If the soldiers are not brave, how can the army be invincible?

"Ugh!"

"You two only know why, but not why."

With a long sigh, Feng Xuan shook his head and said: "It seems that our army has won a big victory, and the enemy army has been defeated."

"Our army's land and air cooperation took advantage of the power of the night to win a small victory."

"Actually, this did not hurt the Kwantung Army at all."

"Did you witness them trying to retreat or even retreat along the way?"

"Among the entire Eastern Japanese army, Ishihara Wanji and Itagaki Seishiro are notoriously cunning."

"If it wasn't for underestimating the enemy, it would be impossible for the Second Division to lose this match."

"At this moment, I'm afraid they have already prepared a trap for us to go."

"With the help of the ambush, we will defeat our army in one fell swoop and become the Lord of Fengtian."

"what?"

heard.

Zhao Zhen...Fan and Huang Xian...sheng looked at each other, their expressions were full of disbelief.

Feng's soldiers are numerous and well-equipped.

The Kwantung Army was nothing more than a mob, and they attacked hastily.

Now that the enemy's retreat has been cut off, how can they beat them?

After taking a deep look at the two of them, Feng Xuan understood.

No wonder in history, Zhao Zhen..Fan and Huang Xian..Sheng were not very famous.

In the final analysis, the two have shallow vision in terms of strategy and tactics.

The previous annihilation of the No.20 Ninth Regiment in Kanto, coupled with the victory just now, has created an illusion for these people.

"Both of them have been leading generals for many years, so they should be clear about the comparison between the enemy and us."

"Most of our army are recruits, even if recruited from the Eastern...Northern army, they are not much different from the recruits."

"All the grassroots soldiers of the little devil are veterans who have served for three years, and their fighting skills are excellent."

"The Second Division of the Kwantung Army is the elite of the elite. Is it so easy to be defeated?"

"You two won't forget Zhong..East Road!"

Feng Xuan's words struck Zhao Zhenfan and Huang Xiansheng's hearts like a bolt from the blue.

Especially the words "Zhong..East Road" are simply enlightening.

The Eastern... Northern Army couldn't even beat the old man, but the little devil pinned the old man to the ground and beat him.

Isn't the contrast obvious enough?

Why is it that a group of soldiers from the east and north can easily hang and beat the little devil.

Is it just with one mouth?

This is obviously impossible.

"Sir, what shall we do next?"

After reacting, Zhao Zhenfan and Huang Xian... looked at Feng Xuan with a frustrated expression.

Before that, they still had certain doubts about Feng Xuan's military command ability.