Rise From Eight Hundred

Lieutenant General Guo and Lieutenant General Liu, who had already selected the headquarters address, led Wang Gongyu and Tang Dao to meet them.

The leader was a soldier with a neat uniform and a burly figure riding on a pure black tall horse.

Although the two sides had never met before, they could naturally judge the identity of the visitor based on the rank on the collar badge.

The lieutenant general of the army who threw down the whip and jumped off the horse with a sound like a bell was naturally the famous Lieutenant General Wu Keren in the Northeast Army, a general under the former young marshal. Otherwise, he would not have become the leader of the Northeast Army after the second-in-command of the Northeast Army who had secretly joined the northern troops was attacked and sacrificed.

Tang Dao knew that this Songjiang blocking battle full of tragic meaning was actually also the intention of Jinling who was deliberately suppressing the elite of the Northeast Army.

The 67th Army may be the Northeast Army closest to the Northwest Army. The incident that occurred in the 25th year of the Republic of China was an active participant of the army, and it was naturally a thorn in the eye of that person.

Of course, Tang Dao knew that this general who was concise and clear in his words had a tragic fate in the past.

He was not recognized by someone after his sacrifice, and was even accused of treason. It was not until decades later that his subordinates gradually became important figures in China and worked hard to run around, and finally he was vindicated and included in the list of famous anti-Japanese generals.

Lieutenant General Wu had the unique straightforwardness of the Northeast people. The two sides briefly introduced and exchanged a few words. He just smiled and nodded to Tang Dao, the commander of the Fourth Battalion, who was now famous, and led the army into the city.

What appeared before them was a small city with bonfires everywhere.

Or to be more precise, it was a large construction site.

Until then, many 67th Army generals who were still dissatisfied at the city gate understood why only two lieutenant generals and one major general came to greet them.

Because, except for the four of them and the sentinels, all the rest of the people, from major generals to civilians, were digging trenches and building fortifications. If there were no lights, they would light bonfires.

Songjiang now lacks everything, including wood.

Under the leadership of Commissioner Wang, who had already risked his life to demolish his mansion and family ancestral hall, the originally elegant and quiet town had been demolished before the war began.

The bigger the house, the more miserable it was.

The soldiers didn't have the patience to demolish the house with a pickaxe. They put a few grenades under the load-bearing wall, and the house collapsed with a "bang!". They pulled out the usable beams to build fortifications, and some wooden furniture fragments were naturally used to light a bonfire.

Even though the 67th Army had been prepared for a desperate battle, they were shocked by the extremely resolute scene in front of them.

This is not a rhythm of resisting for three days and nights, but a vow to live and die with Songjiang!

"Good! No wonder you, Brother Guo, can lead the 43rd Army to fight such a wonderful battle in Songhu. I thought those people deliberately exaggerated it for their own face. Now I know that your army deserves such praise." Lieutenant General Wu looked at the busy construction site around him and sighed sincerely. "I came a long way to the south this time and was unable to catch up with the Battle of Songhu, but I am honored to fight side by side with Brother Guo today!"

The commander of the 67th Army is a few years younger than Lieutenant General Guo, so it is normal to call him brother. But if the 43rd Army had not first gained a reputation in the Battle of Songhu, and it was hard not to admire what it did at this moment, I am afraid that this Northeastern man would still address him by his military rank like at the city gate.

After all, the 43rd Army has less than 700 people in total, while this guy is in charge of two infantry divisions with more than 30,000 troops.

It's like in the future, you are the chairman of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles at the county level in a prefecture-level city, and he is the parent official of a county. Both sides have the same level, but the power is so different that it cannot be measured.

"There, there, before Commander Wu, you have not arrived in Songjiang, because time is tight, Old Guo will make the decision first. Please forgive me, Commander Wu." Lieutenant General Guo waved his hand modestly.

"Okay, no more words, my 67th Army soldiers will march 80 miles in ten hours today, give the brothers a break, one hour." Lieutenant General Wu looked around at the 67th Army and raised a finger. "After one hour, all brigades, regiments, battalions, and companies of the entire army will enter the positions according to the headquarters' positions and build fortifications overnight."

"Yes!" A group of major generals of the 67th Army collectively took the order.

"I will arrange for the brothers of the 67th Army to eat and drink." Wang Gongyu stood up with a happy face and took the initiative to lead.

That was necessary. Commissioner Wang took the lead in demolishing homes and ancestral halls. Rather than setting an example to fight for his country, it was more like holding the despair of smashing the jars and not giving the Japanese. Anyway, people are going to die, and there is no point in leaving things there, right?

And now more than 30,000 people from the 67th Army are coming in a mighty way, which has given this man some hope. No matter how strong the Japanese are, if they want to swallow more than 30,000 people in one bite, they will have to break a few big teeth. Who knows if they can survive for three days?

Then we have to serve these 30,000 uncles enough food and drink. Commissioner Wang, whose face finally relaxed a little, had such a simple idea at this moment.

Lieutenant General Wu would naturally not refuse to get some delicious food and drink for his subordinates. After raising his hand to salute to express his gratitude, several core figures walked towards the command center selected by Tang Dao and others.

Songjiang is not a new big city like Songhu after all. It is really not easy to find a sturdy building. Even with the recommendation of a local snake like Wang Gongyu, they still found that several locations did not meet the wishes of the two lieutenant generals.

In the end, it was a battalion commander of a security regiment under Wang Gongyu who provided a building, which was the home of his brother-in-law who ran a pawnshop and grain shop.

I don’t know how this pawnshop owner who sucks the blood of the common people treats his brother-in-law. Anyway, the brother-in-law didn’t have much psychological pressure when he tricked his brother-in-law. Not only did he lure several big guys who could decide his fate to his brother-in-law’s mansion with a smile, but he also The location of the underground warehouse, which was locked tightly when my brother-in-law left, was truthfully informed.

Generally speaking, the houses in the south of the Yangtze River have white walls and black tiles. The interiors of wealthy people's homes are even more decorated with small bridges, flowing water, carved beams and painted buildings. The garden-style buildings are elegant and exquisite. It is easy to see the Jiangnan style. But this pawnshop owner's home is definitely atypical. Jiangnan Architecture.

It covers an area of ​​nearly two acres. Not to mention the word "rich". Rich families at home and abroad have always been like this. If you don't break your legs to go to the toilet, you can't show off the word "rich".

What's awesome is that the entire house is surrounded by a blue brick wall that is 80 centimeters thick and more than three meters high. There are even sentries at the four corners. From the outside, it looks like a small prison.

The interior is quite Jiangnan style, with everything you need for a garden and pond. However, the two-story building in the backyard that also has an underground warehouse is made of reinforced cement concrete. Even the door is an iron door five centimeters thick. It's like this is a bank vault.

When Tang Dao ordered the soldiers to blow off the latch of the door with a grenade, Tang Dao realized that it might have been him who would have built such a strong house.

The building is full of dazzling things, filled with antiques, calligraphy and paintings. These things may not be valuable during the war, but in peacetime, based on this alone, the owner here will definitely be ranked among the top five richest people in Jiangnan.

The walls may not be as thick as the Sihang Warehouse, which is more than half a meter long, but the nearly 40-centimeter concrete wall is definitely the strongest building in Songjiang at present. Without any hesitation, Lieutenant General Guo has already designated this building as the headquarters.

More importantly, there is a warehouse three meters deep below the first floor. In addition to gold, silver and jewelry, there is also a large amount of food. Perhaps Tang Dao still cannot fully understand why this rich man treats food as the same as gold, silver and jewelry. existence, but people in this troubled world know the importance of food.

When there is war, even if you have money, you may not be able to buy food. Gold and silver cannot be eaten, but food can survive.

Although this is a personal item, it is no different than usual during wartime. Staying here can only benefit the Japanese. According to the wishes of the two lieutenant generals, food is taken out to supply the entire army, gold, silver, and jewelry are used as military expenses, and other ancient things It's enough to light a fire.

But as a small butterfly, Tang Dao values ​​​​more antiques, calligraphy and paintings, which are the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors of the Chinese nation. In the future, China will not know how much effort and financial resources it will take to collect the limited number from abroad.

He personally packed these treasures into wooden boxes, and asked Erya to lead people to put them on the truck to watch over them carefully. He also told the security battalion commander named Zhuang Shisan that if the owner of the house wanted to take back these antiques, For calligraphy and painting, when the war is over, just find Si Xing Camp.

Not taking advantage of the masses is something engraved in Tang Dao's bones, and it is also one of the main reasons why the army he once belonged to eventually became the winner.

The so-called harvest is naturally not important. What is important is having a headquarters that can defend against heavy artillery.

Walking into the small building that had been cleaned up and the command center built underground, Lieutenant General Wu was still very satisfied although the air was not very circulated and a bit stuffy.

The map of Songhu has been laid out on the simple conference table.

The resolute Lieutenant General Wu immediately held the first pre-war meeting of the Songjiang Army.

However, unlike the calculating Lieutenant General Guo, this one's style is much simpler, even a little rough.

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