"Eight ~ Caw ~ Bang ~"
Yuno Yoshio's sword slashed at the table in front of him, creating a hole.
Right now, Tanaka Kentaro, the Chief of Staff of the Third Brigade, and several other officers stood in front of him.
They were all the remaining members of the Third Brigade. This morning, the Third Brigade had been defeated, and more than a thousand soldiers had died in battle, including the Third Brigade's captain, Sasaki Taichi, who had been killed by stray bullets.
Tanaka Kentaro and the others brought this matter to the ears of their regiment commander, Yoshio Yuno.
"Are you still soldiers of the Empire? Sasakun-kun died in battle, and you all sought revenge on your own? You've completely disgraced the Empire's soldiers!”
Yuno Yoshio looked at the people standing in front of him and could not help but curse.
"Ha ~ Yi ~"
"Pa ~ Pa ~"
Tanaka Kentaro and the others could only lower their heads and yawned. When Yoshio Yuno saw them, he got angry and immediately gave him two slaps.
After that, Yoshio Yongno continued to fight until Tanaka Kentaro's face turned red.
At this moment, Yoshio Yuno felt that his anger had mostly dissipated.
"You just said that the firepower of those armies is far stronger than all the other armies? Then do you know which army they are from?”
"Ha ~ Yi ~ Your Excellency, according to the information we received, this army is holding the flag of the Sichuan Army. They should be from the Zhichuan Army!”
Tanaka Kentaro said loudly.
"Hmm? Is that all?"
"Ha ~ Yi ~"
"Hack! What are you doing? You don't even know who the enemy is!”
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While the Japanese were fuming, Yang Sen was reading a telegram in the 20th division.，
This telegram was sent from Division 133.
It was true that the Sichuan Army was poor. For example, in the German Machinists and other troops of the Central Army, radio stations were usually equipped at the battalion level. Most of the battalion level units had radio stations.
However, in the Sichuan Army, there was no radio station at the battalion level. Only at the division level would there be a radio station. Some of the Sichuan Independent Brigades did not have radio stations. There were also some division level units that might not have radio stations.
"General, is Yang Hanyu trying to cut us off? His regiment could take down an entire battalion of Japanese soldiers? You even wiped out thousands of Japanese?"
Yang Sen was the current commander of the 20th division. The person who spoke was Wang Honglin, the chief of staff of the 20th division.
"I don't think so. Yang Hanyu is a reliable kid. He has been with me for many years, and I know him well. Besides, he can't be lying about this. We can easily find out. This matter should be true."
Yang Sen still believed in Yang Hanyu. After all, he had followed him for so many years, so he knew Yang Hanyu very well. Moreover, there was no need to lie to him about this matter. He could easily investigate this matter.
"Is it true? Yay, I'm still too young to tell. A regiment from the 133rd Division could take down more than a thousand Japanese soldiers. Yang Hanyu's child can do it. The soldiers under him are so fierce!”
Wang Honglin clicked his tongue and spoke in perfect Sichuan dialect.
"En! It was Meng. However, the 2nd Regiment of the 133rd Division had also been crippled, and there were only 300 people left in the regiment. Yang Hanyu asked me for reinforcements, but I don't have any extra weapons, equipment, and soldiers. Where can I go to replenish his supplies? We've suffered great losses in the past few months.”
Yang Sen felt helpless when he said this. When the Battle of Songhu began, he had 18,000 soldiers. After five days and nights of bloody battles, he had lost more than seven thousand soldiers, becoming one of the five most capable divisions on the Songhu battlefield.
At that time, Old Jiang personally ordered Yang Sen's troops to prioritize replenishing their weapons, equipment, and personnel. This was an order from Old Jiang himself, but because Yang Sen and the others had no connections, they also lacked connections with the Nanjing government.
Therefore, the German equipment that was originally designated to be replenished became ordinary weapons and equipment made in Hanyang. The additional soldiers were only mobilized from other warlords in Sichuan.
Yang Sen had a good feeling about the soldiers he transferred over. After all, they were all from Sichuan, so they looked more friendly! However, Yang Sen was helpless when it came to weapons and equipment. The logistics department didn't even give them much, just a rifle for each of them.
And now, after fighting for more than two months, the weapons and personnel in his hands had been greatly depleted. He simply did not have any extra troops to replenish the 133rd Division.
"Why don't we go to the logistics department and ask them to replenish our weapons and equipment?”
Wang Honglin said after thinking for a while.
"Go to the logistics department? Do you think we are the Central Army and the German Machinist Mai? The more they lost, the more they could replenish. Who are we looking for? Will they give it to us? Last time, if it wasn't for the chairman personally ordering us to replenish it, we don't know how long it would have been before we could replenish it.
I think we should report this matter to Commander Luo. Commander Luo is a good person. He should be able to think of a way!"
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Nineteenth Army Headquarters
"As expected! In the past few months of fighting, it was said that the Sichuan army had poor weapons and equipment, but their combat effectiveness was strong. This time, the Sichuan army actually ate more than a thousand Japanese soldiers alone.”
Xue Yue, the current commander of the 19th army, looked at the telegram from the 20th army and couldn't help but sigh.
On the Songhu battlefield, the national army had hundreds of thousands of soldiers, but the strongest troops were only a few, one of which was the 20th division's Yang Sen. In the early days of the Battle of Shanghai, the Sichuan army, who were wearing straw sandals and holding large swords and spears, dared to charge at the Japanese cannons. Their spirit was praised by all the higher-ups, and at the same time, they re-recognized the Sichuan army.
"Chief, the main purpose of this telegram is still to get weapons and equipment. Now that they had lost a lot of weapons and equipment, Yang Sen sent a telegram, hoping to get a batch of weapons and equipment to support them!”
Beside Xue Yue stood his adjutant Liang Lin.
"En! I know. Inform the logistics department to send a batch of weapons and equipment to the 20th division. When the time comes, we'll just report it to the higher-ups and count it as our losses.”
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"Guild Leader, we've suffered a huge loss this time. Our entire regiment, including the cooks, only has a total of 305 people.”
On the way to the rear, an army dressed in tattered clothes, looking like beggars, walked on the road.
Needless to say, this was naturally Yan Wenbin's 2nd Regiment. He had already received orders to go to the rear to rest, and the 19th Army Headquarters had also personally ordered a batch of weapons and equipment to replenish them.
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