"Good boy, don't sleep, hurry up," a loud voice like thunder woke up Song Yuhang who was in a coma, and a rough big hand dragged Song Yuhang out of the car, shook it vigorously and said: "Shizuo asked you to wash and change clothes quickly, and go to Fengyuxuan to pick you up in a while."
Song Yuhang broke free of the other party's hands and glanced at the big man in front of him, this big man had only called him a brother and brother since yesterday, Wu Jiuming, the head of the 600th Regiment.
Glancing at the slanting sunset, Song Yuhang yawned and said, "Brother Jiuming, don't shake me apart, brother, you go first, I'll arrive later." ” Wu Jiuming was willing to obey, and shouted loudly: "The manly man moves quickly, brother, I'll wait for you here."
In desperation, Song Yuhang had to take off his shirt casually, squatted next to the waterwheel, picked up some water to wash the sweat stains on his face, changed into clean clothes and rushed to Fengyuxuan with Wu Jiuming.
Fengyuxuan is located near the Xincheng Police Headquarters, but there are no police officers in the ancient city now, and the British, who served as senior police officers, have already evacuated themselves before the arrival of the 200th Division, and the local police officers that the British Empire has worked so hard to cultivate suddenly collapsed.
Except for a few Western journalists who wander around the city, there are only a few local overseas Chinese, and Fengyuxuan is the largest Chinese restaurant in the area.
After getting off the car, Song Yuhang looked up, an antique Ming-style archway covered building suddenly came into view, Wu Jiuming leaned his head closer, and patted Song Yuhang's shoulder mysteriously and said: "When you go to Myanmar, you don't eat sour horns, just like you go to the same ancient Fengyuxuan, the service here is said to be better than in China, I heard that there are a few from Shanghai."
Song Yuhang naturally understood what Wu Jiuming meant, but he didn't care if there was really such a paradise on earth in the ancient city of Tonggu, which was about to fall into war.
Under the greeting of several officers, Song Yuhang and Wu Jiuming humbled each other, and walked into the lobby together, after entering the lobby, Song Yuhang's eyes suddenly lit up, and Song Yuhang, who appreciated the prosperity of the nightclub in the later generations, also had to applaud the chic of Fengyuxuan.
In the lobby, there is a group of Jiangnan water town scenery, small bridges and flowing water, with green bamboo as a screen to separate the seats everywhere, the waterwheel made of bamboo is slowly turning, and the flute music floating out of the second floor is refreshing, driving away the heat and fatigue.
In Song Yuhang's view, there is not much difference between asking the girl to be a stage and the nightclub lady in later generations to accompany the wine, the three tables are placed in the shape of the characters, and the Dai Anyu in military uniform sits in the east head, and a vacant seat next to it is obviously reserved for himself.
After Song Yuhang sat down, he found that except for himself and Dai Anchen who were sitting next to each other, everyone else was sitting next to each other, and this vacant seat naturally healed without saying a word.
Zhou Zhi, who was sitting opposite Song Yuhang, signaled that the food was served, and said to Song Yuhang with a slight smile: "Brother, I have worked hard today, and I will have a few more glasses for you later."
In a chorus, Song Yuhang found that almost all the people sitting there were regiment-level commanders of the 200th Division, and he had dealt with the commanders of several main reinforcement regiments, and he had the friendship of giving ammunition and materials, so he seemed very familiar, and the rest even if they didn't know each other, they all smiled eagerly at him, at this moment Song Yuhang had a feeling, he had been accommodated in the atmosphere of the 200th Division, most of the soldiers in this era are so simple, eat food and get paid to fight devils, whoever is good to them, they are better to whom At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and with a gust of fragrant wind coming, a group of warblers and swallows poured in and sat down Song Yuhang has been paying attention to Dai Anchen's attitude, and found that Dai Anchen also has a natural face, think about it, this group of enthusiastic soldiers are fighting for the country and the nation in a foreign land, and it is understandable to relax a little before the war.
At this time, a twenty-seven or eight-year-old woman who exuded a mature atmosphere, a pair of willow eyebrows with big watery eyes, a delicate and tall nose bridge, bright red round lips, and a decent pink cheongsam attracted Song Yuhang's attention.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhi grabbed the woman and said, "Sister Xinwen, wait a minute, I will introduce you to a young Houjun, Lieutenant Colonel Song Yuhang, chief of staff of the Military Justice Corps. ” The woman looked Song Yuhang up and down with shining eyes and said: "The little woman has admired her name for a long time and has not seen her person, is it possible that this is the Chief of Staff Song who has cleaned up the British to only a pair of underwear, please let me pay tribute to Chief of Staff Song for three cups first, and thank him for this bad breath for us overseas Chinese."
Dai Anchen smiled slightly, and gestured: "This is the boss here, Ouyang Xinwen, Boss Ouyang wants to accompany our Chief of Staff Song today, oh, the officers and soldiers of my 200th Division owe him a favor."
As soon as he heard about the incident of stripping the clothes of the British army, Song Yuhang, who was embarrassed, had to pick up his wine glass and dry it first A glass of wine with a full amount of three or two was drunk by Song Yuhang, and a spicy spicy mouth went down his throat to the end, and his abdomen was like a raging bonfire.
Song Yuhang, who had just put down the wine glass, found that Xinwen actually raised another glass to signal to herself, and then drank it, and her jade wrist flipped to indicate that the cup was empty.
In the cheers of the crowd, Song Yuhang's eyes suddenly became confused when he dropped three glasses of white wine Xinwen, who had a ruddy face, picked up the fourth glass of wine, raised it high and said: "Little girl, this cup is to all the people present in the country, and I wish the soldiers of the country, and kill little Japan without leaving a piece of armor, and today Burma will kill the Kou, and he will raise the flag in Tokyo tomorrow."
"It's so good," Dian'an was the first to applaud and took the lead in toasting, and the warm atmosphere was suddenly mobilized under the influence of alcohol However, Dian's subordinates who knew his temperament were not persuaded to drink, so they drank it themselves.
Song Yuhang, who had four glasses of wine, also entered a state of excitement, and called the officers who came to toast brothers, which can be said to be a refusal to come The little maid standing next to Xinwen whispered in surprise: "Miss's surname Song is really amazing, you took antidote medicine in advance, and used Yunzhongpa, that guy drank at least two catties of fire, and he could still stand" Yunzhongpa, in order to avoid drinking, invented a technique to swallow wine to the throat, using a handkerchief with a special material in his hand, and spitting out wine between talking and laughing.
Xinwen's eyes also fell on Song Yuhang, who was still handing over the cup and changing the lamp, she had heard of this young master of the Song family for a long time, but when she saw it today, it seemed that this person was very different from the rumors It is undeniable that wine is indeed the best bridge of communication between soldiers, but as soon as the strength of wine sinks, many people unconsciously shift the topic to the upcoming Japanese army.
Although Dai Anchen was very cautious, he thought that Song Yuhang's view was too pessimistic, the follow-up unit of the New Fifth Army, the new 22nd Division Liao Yaoxiang, had already arrived west of Mandalay, and it was only a few days away from the 200th Division, and the 200th Division was the heart and soul of Du Yuming and the old man.
Song Yuhang also realized that although Dai Anchen appreciated his small suggestions in terms of tactics, it could not affect his strategic deployment and determination after all, and it seemed that history could not be easily changed.
Although Ouyang Xinwen tried her best to keep Song Yuhang here for the night, Dai Anyu refused in the name of Song Yuhang as a military judge, and insisted on sending someone to send Song Yuhang back to the military police headquarters.
Finding a girl to accompany her is already Dai Anchen's bottom line, and the 200th Division is so disciplined that it is not allowed to stay overnight, especially Song Yuhang's identity is still the chief of staff of the military police regiment.
Song Yuhang, who was so drunk, spat lotus flowers from time to time, and kept several guards busy, which can be said to be overwhelmed The next day, the sound of Song Yuhang, who had a splitting headache, looking for water everywhere alarmed the guards, and the five big and three thick guards actually poured him a cup of boiling water Song Yuhang, whose throat was so thirsty that it was already smoking, yelled at the guards: "I want herbal tea and herbal tea" After drinking the herbal tea, Song Yuhang suddenly remembered the female soldiers full of youthful atmosphere he saw at the headquarters of the 200th Division In the evening, accompanied by Xu Tu'an, he checked the progress of the construction of fortifications near the central bank, looking at the full-coverage zigzag traffic trench that had taken shape in just one day's effort, the bunkers and bunkers with the hidden bunkers and hidden fire points, the three-dimensional circular fortifications of the upper and lower floors had been built with a rough outline, and the gendarmes who had become sappers were shouting trumpets to stack the cypress trees and connect them with steel drills.
"Dig the anti-artillery hole a little deeper, add an extra layer of cypress, pay attention to the setting of ventilation openings, and dig a few more hidden passages through the wall, in case of being surrounded by Japanese troops, transporting the wounded and replenishing ammunition through the dark tunnels can reduce the chance of our personnel being exposed to enemy fire."
At the top of the bank's sturdy third floor, Song Yuhang found a blind spot in sight, an absolutely first-class mortar preset position, where six 60-mm mortars and two 80-mm American-made mortars were placed.
After using the underground bunker to place the chariot, Song Yuhang personally made a phone call to Dai Anchen, asking to borrow half of the chariot company's personnel and Dai Anchen, who did not have a chariot on hand, would naturally not be so stingy, especially Song Yuhang's promise that his chariot would be ready for dispatch at any time.
Taking advantage of the gap of waiting for the chariot company, Song Yuhang asked the soldiers below to nominate 30 sharpshooters with first-class marksmanship, and after his careful investigation, although these people did not have the quality of snipers, their foundation was very good, and they were very valuable for training. 30 Mauser gathered rifles enough to equip a platoon of snipers, but the ten days of training time was too tight, unless intensive training was used, thinking of this, the corners of Song Yuhang's mouth showed an inexplicable smile, after all, this was his Song Yuhang's favorite.
The thirty unlucky ones who were selected were rejoicing at the moment that they didn't have to build fortifications under the scorching sun, how did they know that their chief of staff, Song Yuhang, had prepared a hell for them Mauser series pistols are roughly divided into two categories according to their automatic methods, semi-automatic and automatic, automatic Mauser refers to the 1932 Mauser submachine pistol, before the model has a fixed magazine and magazine, the magazine that we often mention actually refers to the bridge bullet plate, when using a fixed magazine Mauser pistol, the nose is pulled down, the bolt is pulled back, and the jumping shell window is pressed into it with the help of the bullet bridge, and the Mauser 1932 can use a magazine of 10 or 20 rounds
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