diskusbooks Chapter 818 Do you prefer a sack or a cloth bag?
Chapter 818 Do you prefer a sack or a cloth bag?
Fang Xianqie had never imagined that a war could be fought this way, with artillery support on the ground, aircraft support in the sky, enough bullets, and guaranteed medical care.
"Commander Wei, as a fellow soldier, I really envy you!"
"Haha, if you want to eat at the Independence Column someday, I recommend it to you!"
Monk Wei is determined to poach people. Even if the Five Tigers come, he will have to wield a shovel.
"Well, let's talk about it first, until we can get out of Hengyang City alive!"
"General Fang, don't be so pessimistic. I'm planning to drive the Japanese back home! Okay, tell the soldiers to rest and repair their fortifications. Call me if you need anything. The Japanese will go crazy at night if they don't get the upper hand during the day. Plant more mines!"
After Monk Wei finished speaking, he walked around all the positions, returned to the command post in the air-raid shelter, and sent a battle report to the Pingshun Command Post of the Independent Column.
After receiving the telegram, Li Yunlong and Wang Meng rubbed their hands excitedly. Although this result was within their expectations, the casualty ratio really surprised them.
"Old Li, this monk Wei is worthy of being a soldier you brought up. He is brave and resourceful. I admire him!"
Li Yunlong felt very comfortable with the flattery and felt light-hearted immediately.
"That's right. Don't you see who his master is? Oh, by the way, send this battle report to Li Muzhi and the Military Committee, so that they won't get hurt by all those rumors!"
Wang Meng immediately copied the battle situation to the Military Commission, but he only gave a brief summary.
A radio wave traveled thousands of miles to Chongqing, then turned into numbers, and finally turned into a sentence and sent to the conference room where the meeting was still going on.
As soon as the staff officer who delivered the telegram entered the room, he felt a cold breath spreading from his toes to the top of his head. These big shots who were so powerful outside were actually as well-behaved as good citizens here.
The staff officer handed the telegram to Chen Bulei with trembling hands.
"Mr. Bray, telegram on the battle situation in Hengyang."
Chen Bulei took the telegram, turned around and prepared to hand it to Chang Guangzhou behind him.
Chang Guangzhou said confidently:
"Since this is a telegram about the Hengyang battle situation, everyone is quite concerned about it, so let's read it out!"
Chen Bulei was a little embarrassed and hesitant, which made Chang Guangzhou very dissatisfied. As the "talker", he was actually confronted by his sworn brother, and his subordinates didn't listen to him? This life was unbearable!
"If I tell you to read it, you read it!"
Chen Bulei looked grim. Although he felt it was not appropriate to read out the telegram here, he could only open his mouth with difficulty under the pressure from Chang Guangzhou:
"Military Commission, Military and Political Department, our army and a group of elite troops were airdropped into Hengyang City early this morning to assist the 10th Army in defending Hengyang. We have now blocked the gap in the Xiaobei Gate and killed more than 3000 enemies. The next step will be to continue to strengthen Hengyang City's defenses to ensure that nothing goes wrong!"
The four words "absolutely safe" stabbed into Chang Guangzhou's heart like a knife. He repeatedly made requests in combat meetings to ensure that Hengyang was absolutely safe.
However, this "what if" happened without a doubt, so he was particularly sensitive to this word.
"Sir, sir..."
Chen Bulei gently pulled Chang Guangzhou's wandering thoughts back and made him tremble. He looked at the smiling Li Zongren and the officers who supported him, and his heart ached.
Although he had known for a long time that Li Zongren was not the only "oppositionist" in the conference room, he did not expect to see smiles on so many people's faces.
A feeling of being alone came over me, and sadness spread to every pore of my body.
Chang Guangzhou forced himself to be strong and control his emotions.
"Everyone, as a member of the National Revolutionary Army, the Independent Column has resolutely executed orders and achieved some results in Hengyang. I am very pleased and would like to commend you and give you material rewards!"
Li Zongren took the lead in applauding. Of course, the applause was not for Chang Guangzhou, but for the independent column and himself.
"Best regards, sir!"
The words "brilliant idea" were like a needle piercing his eardrum, giving him an unbearable headache. He waved his hand and left the meeting room in a daze.
This meeting also came to an end.
Li Muzhi, who was at the Independent Column's Chongqing Office in a villa halfway up the mountain, also received the telegram. He held up the thin piece of paper, as if it weighed a thousand pounds.
"Everyone, Pingshun sent a telegram saying that Hengyang County has been secured. We have driven the Japanese out of the main urban area and blocked the gap at Xiaobei Gate!"
Li Muzhi looked at the silent crowd, took out a radio, and got an electric loudspeaker from somewhere, tuned the frequency to Pingshun Radio Station, and a clear voice came.
"We destroyed more than 3000 enemies and blocked the gap at Xiaobei Gate."
The demonstrators repeated it over and over again, until finally they were in unison, their voices reaching up to the sky.
Li Muzhi looked at the cheering crowd and felt an inexplicable sense of joy. The person who was cursing at you one second suddenly smiled at you.
Full of drama!
"Everyone, as I said before, the independent column must not enter Hunan just for the so-called turf grab! Please give us a little more time, and we will definitely give you a satisfactory answer!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the banners were torn to pieces. The enthusiastic crowd applauded and prepared to leave the scene one after another, leaving six or seven die-hard spies looking at each other in bewilderment.
When most of the people who didn't know the truth had left, the spies realized that the situation was hopeless and prepared to leave, but they were stopped by the smiling Li Muzhi.
"Everyone, you've been busy all morning. You've come from far away, so why don't you come in and have a cup of tea?"
The spies looked at each other, wondering what was going on.
"No, no, no, we won't drink anymore. We all have things to do."
After saying that, he was about to bypass Li Muzhi, but was immediately stopped by a dozen burly men with flat heads.
"After making a scene outside our office for so long, you just walked away like that? Do you really think this is our market?"
The spies found that it was not so easy to escape today, so they quickly showed weakness and disguised themselves as innocent people.
"Director Li, we are also the masses who were bewitched and came here. You see, everyone else has left, so you let us go too, right? We just came here to join in the fun."
Li Muzhi helplessly watched their clumsy performance, which was simply too ugly.
"Haha, sure. Not only will I let you go, I'll also send someone to give you a ride! Would you like a sack or a cloth bag?"
"Ok?"
The spies had never heard of such jargon before. They stared at Li Muzhi with wide eyes and innocently looked at him.
"I'm just asking you whether you prefer a sack or a cloth bag! Tell me now, or I'll send you to hell right now!"
"Budai, budai, hello!"
A sinister smile appeared on Li Muzhi's lips. He waved his hand, and small cloth bags were put on their heads and they were dragged away.
In turbulent times, it's normal to lose a few people, right?