Rise From Eight Hundred Chapter 209

Chapter 209 Curved eyebrows (3rd update, please subscribe!)

"I will stay in Songjiang!" Tang Dao said, facing the lieutenant general's surprised gaze.

“Stay here?” The lieutenant general frowned slightly.

“I want to see the methods of Yanagawa Heisuke, Hisao Tani, and Mitsuru Ushijima, the so-called famous generals of the empire.”

"Sure enough, she knows you very well! She said you would never leave." After staring at Tang Dao for a long time, Lieutenant General Wu burst into laughter. "Okay, it's up to you!"

It's him (her) again. Tang Dao scratched his scalp but in the end he couldn't accurately locate someone he came to know in this world, although there were only a few candidates.

But soon, Tang Dao knew the answer.

The entire army of the 67th Army repaired for an hour and after having a simple dinner of pancakes and cabbage soup, just as Lieutenant General Wu ordered, everyone from the major general to the privates devoted themselves to the construction of fortifications.

The cavalry of the 67th Army all left the city, left Songjiang, and rushed to the fields outside the city. They should be used as a reconnaissance force to determine the arrival time of the Japanese advance troops.

As for the Japanese landing situation at Jinshanwei, the telegram from the theater headquarters was notified to the 67th Army in the afternoon. The Jinshanwei tidal flat position had been completely lost at noon. Two artillery companies and a security force on the front line were fully engaged. Death, although there is no news from Jinshanwei County, it is expected that the Japanese army that has successfully landed will not take too much time to conquer a county that is much smaller than Songjiang.

That means that the leading troops of the Japanese army only need to march overnight and early tomorrow morning to reach Songjiang City, which is only fifty kilometers away from Jinshanwei.

Although because Jinshanwei is a peripheral area and the road leading to Songjiang is narrow, the movement of the main Japanese troops and heavy equipment will definitely be much slower, the time left for Songjiang from this moment on will not be more than 20 hours.

The huge pressure coming from the front may also be one of the reasons why Lieutenant General Wu, as the frontline commander, concisely and concisely completed the military meeting.

Accompanying the two lieutenant generals in the headquarters, they ate a few bites of pancakes and drank a few mouthfuls of hot cabbage soup. Deputy Director Tang, who was already regarded as the 'personal' staff officer of these two bosses, accompanied them to inspect various 'construction sites' .

Many people in the Sixing Battalion carry with them engineer shovels captured from the Japanese infantry, but the Sichuan Army rarely has those things. Fortunately, although most Songjiang people are engaged in business, the residents are hard-working and have spare working tools at home. The civilian husbands and Sichuan Army who stayed behind ensured that It's still no problem to have one for each person.

But when the 30,000 troops of the 67th Army were involved, the digging, cutting and other tools were not enough. The sharp weapons such as bayonets were not as good as those in Japan because the domestic steel quality was not as good as those in Japan. The soldiers did not have time to take care of them, so they were willing to use them to dig soil. ?

In desperation, the officers could only order people to enter locked houses to search for various iron tools. After searching for kitchen knives, iron rods, etc., it was not enough, so they used tiles, wooden boards, or even bare hands.

Although the soil had been loosened with hoes or shovels before that, the officers and soldiers were not really good at digging the ground, but some young soldiers without tools were carrying the soil in their uniforms. In the distance, his whole body looked like a clay monkey, and Tang Dao, whose mind had long been as hard as fine steel, couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.

These are the ancestors of the Chinese nation. They were poor and weak, but they still went to the battlefield without hesitation.

Their names should be on the monument to the Great Patriotic War.

The next moment, Tang Dao was suddenly startled.

A familiar figure caught his eye.

He was also wearing a military uniform, but this time, he was not as heroic and elegant as the last time we met in the warehouse. Instead, he looked a little embarrassed, covered in mud, and even his fair face was covered with mud spots.

It was hard for Tang Dao to believe that the female soldier not far away who was working hard to carry a sandbag with a soldier was the talented and aloof reporter who stood in front of him a few days ago.

But Tang Dao was certain that it was her, and it would not be the second person. There was no evidence, it was just a feeling.

Just, why did Tantai Mingyue come to Songjiang?

A woman's intuition is very scary. She probably felt someone was staring at her. She raised her head slightly and saw Tang Dao's surprised gaze. She pursed her lips and smiled slightly. She obviously recognized Tang Dao, but she did not come over to say hello. Instead, she continued to move forward carrying sandbags with the soldiers waiting for her.

“Who is in charge here?” Lieutenant General Wu asked in a deep voice.

Not two minutes later, a shirtless, bald soldier trotted over and nervously saluted several people: "Hello, sirs!"

Turning his eyes towards the dark-faced Lieutenant General Wu, he cautiously asked, "Sir, did that **** make you angry?"

“Dear Dong Laoliu, you are really brave.” Lieutenant General Wu pointed at Tantai Mingyue with a cold face. "Tell me, what's going on? I'm talking about all the officers and men of the army, but I didn't say that I would let reporters from Tantai do hard work for you. What's the matter, there is no one left in our 67th Army?"

Beads of sweat suddenly appeared on the forehead of the bald man, and he hurriedly explained with a sad face: "Military, how dare I let the Tantai reporter do such rough work! But she insisted on doing it, saying that I wouldn't let her work with the brothers. Son, she wrote in the newspaper that the 67th Army was conservative and discriminated against women, and said that if you have the ability, you should not eat. The cakes are made by the women of Songjiang, and she is doing the work herself. What can I do? "

The two lieutenants looked at each other with a wry smile on their lips.

Although both of them are military commanders, they both came from martial arts halls and have a lot of ink in their stomachs. I know that this scholar may not be very good at martial arts, but his mouth and pen are very powerful, and with the accompanying The person she was walking around interviewing was Lieutenant General Wu's personal guard. Even the colonel had to be polite when he saw her, let alone the little major in front of her who was 'threatened' by her.

"Yes! Yes! You are usually very sharp-tongued when I see you snatching tasks and supplies. Why do you become so stupid when you meet a reporter from Tantai?" Lieutenant General Wu was actually just pretending, and he didn't bother to scold himself for being the number one subordinate. A tough-as-nails major battalion commander.

“Go, find someone to replace the Tantai reporter, let her have a rest, and tell her by the way, I have brought her the person, and the deal between me and her has been completed.”

“Yes!” The bald major saluted, turned around and left.

"Xiao'an, your mission is over, come and guard Commander Guo and me." Lieutenant General Wu shouted at the soldiers in the distance who put down their sandbags, and walked forward with his hands behind his back.

What does mean? Tang Dao was stunned for a moment.

Lieutenant General Guo glanced at Tang Dao thoughtfully, with a mysterious smile on his face. Then he followed Lieutenant General Wu who continued to walk forward, and waved to Tang Dao who subconsciously raised his feet and was about to follow: "Deputy Director Tang, I'll give you 40 minutes. I think it should be enough no matter what you do!"

"LSP!" Looking at Tantai Mingyue, who was arranging her hair and slowly walking towards him more than ten meters away, if Tang Dao could not understand the meaning of Comrade Lao Guo's mysterious smile before, he could really commit suicide by jumping into the trench. .

40 minutes? It's enough to do anything else. Can you not judge others by your own standards? I used to have to take more than half an hour to take a shower, right?

Perhaps it was because LSP smiled too obscenely when he left. Tang Dao, who was calm and didn't think about anything else, looked at the woman who had stood in front of him with a little mud on her face but a bright smile, and her lips suddenly turned dry. The heartbeat speeds up significantly.

Damn it, this meant that he was nervous, just like the first time he went to the shooting range for assessment. Tang Dao couldn't remember how many years he hadn't felt this way.

"Lieutenant Tang, we meet again, and we are still on the battlefield. Isn't it surprising?" Tantai Mingyue said.

Her eyebrows are as curved as the moon in the sky.

At least at that moment, Tang Dao thought so.

　　Although the moon in the sky is obviously a big sesame seed cake with a missing mouth.

PS: The third update is here, and I recommend books by two military author friends. "The Anti-Japanese War Begins from My Captain," is a fan fiction about my captain and my regiment's anti-Japanese war. He is a level 4 writer and his writing skills are quite sophisticated. "Weak Crowns, Long Yings" is a new book that has just been published. It is also a fourth-level writer with a background in writing anti-Japanese war literature. It is also very well written.

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