Rise From Eight Hundred

Although the officers are only majors, at least more than half of them are not from regular military academies.

That means they have basically risen from the bottom step by step, and are veterans with unparalleled battlefield experience.

Their sense of danger is much more sensitive than ordinary people.

Although the content of the telegram Tang Dao just mentioned seems to have nothing to do with the advance group dozens of kilometers away, almost all of them changed color.

"Sir, does the command mean that the unknown infantry regiment is also coming to encircle us?" Gong Shaoxun licked his dry lips with some difficulty and asked.

Tang Dao's expression did not change, and he did not rush to answer. Instead, he stretched out his hand and took the map that had been prepared according to his request from Erya, and spread it directly on the grass.

It was a map of the suburbs of Songhu in the southwest, which was seized by Tang Dao from the Japanese regiment headquarters that entered the city last time. It was much more detailed than the rough map provided by the Chinese military.

Except for Lei Xiong, who was lying on the grass slope smoking two meters away, the officers gathered around him.

After comparing the location of Suzhou River, Tang Dao pointed to a place five kilometers north of Suzhou River, "Here is our current location. According to the reconnaissance intelligence sent by Captain Gong, the Japanese 36th Infantry Brigade is about seven kilometers behind us."

He then pointed to the Jiashan National Defense Line fifteen kilometers away: "Here is the area where the Japanese 18th Division and our main force fought fiercely. In six days, the Japanese army with all its combat power advanced only five kilometers in total."

"Are we so close to the main force?" A major battalion commander of the guard battalion was shocked.

For six consecutive days, the advance group marched back and forth around Suzhou River, and crossed Suzhou River four times during the period, like a rabbit chased by a hunting dog, running back and forth aimlessly in this wilderness.

If it weren't for the great reputation of the commander of the Fourth Battalion of Tang Dao, the amazing battle in Songjiang Cangcheng, and the brilliant record of cooperating with the Chinese Air Force to beat down more than a dozen Japanese planes, I'm afraid there would be complaints in the exhausted advance group.

In fact, the ordinary soldiers were fine. Most of them came from poor families and were hardworking. They knew that they were escaping for their lives, so they didn't have time to complain about the sky, the earth, or the air. However, many officers couldn't bear it. Although they didn't oppose it openly, they complained about each other in private.

It's not that they are more delicate, but their minds are clearer. They always feel that it's not right for the army under Tang Dao's command to circle around in the wilderness without purpose.

Because the strategic maneuvering space is limited, so let alone other Japanese troops will join the war, the 36th Infantry Brigade behind them will catch up with them sooner or later.

This is also the main reason why the officers of various schools changed their faces when they heard that an infantry regiment of the 18th Division was missing, because that was what they had been worried about. If an infantry regiment came to block them, they only needed to delay them for two hours. When the 36th Infantry Brigade surrounded them, the fate of the 3,000 people in the advance regiment could be imagined.

But no one expected that the advance regiment would move to a location less than 20 kilometers away from the Jiashan battlefield.

If they marched quickly, they would arrive in just six hours, and a light-equipped rapid march might shorten the time by half.

"Then, sir, should we send a telegram to the headquarters now and ask them to send an infantry brigade, no, even an infantry regiment to meet our army!" Looking at the sky, the major battalion commander's eyes flashed with hope.

It is still three hours before dark. If the entire advance regiment rushes to the main force at full speed, it may be able to meet up with the main force before twelve o'clock.

"Old Zhou, you are so naive!" Lei Xiong, who did not come over and was leaning on the grass slope smoking, teased lazily.

"Deputy Battalion Commander Lei, what are you talking about? Come on, tell me, where am I, Zhou Dunhou, naive? If you are right, I will respectfully light a cigarette for you, no, I will give you a pack of cigarettes." The face of the major of the guard battalion turned red, staring at the casual Lei Xiong, and said angrily.

Originally, the soldiers of the local faction were a little unhappy with the arrogant central army. Lei Xiong himself was a casual person, and his words and deeds were not particularly cautious. In addition, Tang Dao gave him the command when he went to deal with the Japanese. The officers were convinced by Tang Dao, but it did not mean that they would be convinced by Lei Xiong.

Just then, Lei Xiong lazily teased again, and it would be strange if the major guard battalion commander named Zhou Dunhou didn't get angry. Calling Lei Xiong "Deputy Battalion Commander Lei" was actually saying, "Everyone here is a battalion commander, why are you, a deputy battalion commander, interrupting?"

This is because Tang Dao is here, otherwise, there might be something even more unpleasant.

"Yes! Deputy Battalion Commander Lei, what do you think? Speak up!" Someone also supported Zhou Dunhou.

There are more than one or two officers who are unhappy with Lei Xiong, the major of the Imperial Guard.

Lei Xiong rolled his eyes, turned over and threw the cigarette butt in his hand far away, sneering: "Okay! Just for this pack of cigarettes from you, Zhou, I, the deputy battalion commander, will also tell you what naivety is."

We didn't offend you, why did you bring everyone along? The officers' faces turned black.

Only Zhuang Shisan, who didn't interrupt, desperately called for Deputy Battalion Commander Lei in his heart. Damn, what's wrong with the deputy battalion commander? I, the deputy battalion commander, am still a lieutenant colonel! Who are you looking down on!

Deputy Battalion Commander Zhuang, who still wears the major's collar badge, has been bullied by these regular army battalion commanders these days. He originally came from the Songjiang Security Corps. Although he fought bravely in Songjiang, the regular army's guard battalion commanders still looked down on him subconsciously. In addition, the first deputy battalion commander of the security battalion was Guo Shouzhi, and Tang Dao was not there, so the battalion commanders naturally consulted with the second-in-command of the security battalion.

This made Deputy Battalion Commander Zhuang, who felt embarrassed, instantly become a supporter of Lei Xiong. The 'enemy' of the 'enemy' is not a friend!

However, the people of Jianghu are very clear about their grudges. Deputy Battalion Commander Zhuang is not the kind of treacherous person who is holding back evil thoughts. When Lei Xiong strode over, he took the initiative to offer another cigarette and lit it with a match very attentively: "Captain Lei, the design of shooting down several Japanese planes and annihilating hundreds of Japanese invaders in the battle of Baihe Port a few days ago made me admire you very much. What are your opinions? I am all ears!"

Yes, there is still a deputy battalion commander standing in line to flatter. The school officers rolled their eyes wildly.

Tang Dao turned a blind eye to the secret fights between the battalion commanders and deputy battalion commanders under his command. As long as there are people, there are Jianghu. It is common to dislike each other. Just don't do anything weird at the critical moment.

Just like he used to dislike a captain squadron leader in the special brigade. The other party thought he was too casual, and the discipline button was always on and he was wandering around with a cigarette in his mouth like a gangster. He thought the other party was too pretentious with a cold face every day. I don't owe you money, right?

But on the battlefield, the two people who usually don't like each other know very well in their hearts that the other party is their most trustworthy comrade-in-arms.

He will not abandon him, and he will not abandon him!

War is the best touchstone to test this trust.

Sacrifice is the most powerful answer to trust.

Tang Dao did not disappoint the special forces captain who was born with a cool face. In order to save the comrades in the squadron of the special forces captain, he was blown into pieces by the enemy's heavy artillery.

"Hey! I don't know if the cool captain in that time and space cried like a child while holding my urn. It must be very interesting to see his face full of tears and snot on his face!"

Tang Dao's mind was full of pictures at this time.

In another time and space, a young man who was learning to smoke and unbutton his windbreaker and lazily lying on the hillside on one side of the training ground felt a chill on his back for no reason. He looked around but was disappointed to find that there was no one there. He pointed at the sky and shouted, "Tang Dao, you bastard, the higher-ups talked to me and asked me to be the deputy captain. Are you jealous? Are you here to find me? Then come on, you good one! Come and tell me that this position should have been yours. I let you sit here and call you the leader."

The hillside was quiet, with only the wind blowing slightly.

The slightly moist wind wet the eye sockets.

The young man lay down again, his eyebrows drooped, and his voice became lower: "I know you can't come back. I don't want to compete, but I can't compete with you after all!"

The tears were covered by the wind and the drooping eyebrows. Except for himself, no one could see the pain in the young man's heart.

Comrades for a while, brothers for life!

You left, I can only learn from your past appearance, so that I will not forget you.

Tang Dao, who was lost in memories of the current dispute, had a half-smile on his face, which made Lei Xiong, who was not stingy, a little uneasy.

Tang Dao is no longer the little soldier who had to prove himself with a letter of surrender. He is now a commander who commands thousands of people.