"Wuuu…"
At the railway station in Beiping, a train drove into the railway station from the south and slowly stopped.
The train doors opened, and soldiers in tattered clothes, straw sandals, and worn old sleeves jumped out of the train.
All of them were curiously sizing up the bustling metropolis in their eyes.
"Welcome the Sichuan Army to the North!"
In front of the platform, He Qigong had already brought people from all walks of life in Beiping to welcome the Sichuan soldiers who had just gotten off the bus.
Fu Chang, the commander of the First Army of the Northern Army, shook hands with He Qigong with his subordinates and continued,"The 13,000 soldiers of the 1st Corps of the Northern Army have all arrived at Beiping. Chief He, can you prepare some water for us? After drinking, we will immediately set off for the northern war.
"Commander Fu, aren't you going to take a break? The soldiers had a hard journey and probably needed to rest.”
Looking at the travel-worn, tattered and straw sandals of the Sichuan Army, He Qigong felt a wave of discomfort in his heart.
Patriotic soldiers, dressed in tattered clothes but like street beggars, how could this great country be like this?
"No, I can't stop for a moment to serve the country. I thank you on behalf of the soldiers for your kindness.”
Fu Chang cupped his hands at He Qigong and rejected his kindness.
"If that's the case, please wait a moment. We'll immediately arrange for people to pass bowls of water to the soldiers.”
After He Qigong finished speaking, he immediately ordered his subordinates to find clean water nearby and bring a large bowl to the soldiers of the Sichuan army so that they could quench their thirst and go north to fight.
"Dopey, this big city is so lively. My Abba said that the mothers-in-law here are so tender that they can pinch water.”
"Go away. I'm afraid your father is talking in his sleep at home. What kind of mother-in-law can squeeze water out of him?”
Trumbo, who was standing at attention and looking straight at the platoon leader's lecture, whispered to the two,"I say, you two fools, be careful that the platoon leader hears you. If he catches you, be careful of your skulls.”
"The water is here, the water is here…"
People from all walks of life in Beiping who had come to welcome the Sichuan army cheered when they saw buckets of water being carried over.
When bowls of clear water were sent to the orderly rows of Sichuan soldiers for the soldiers to drink, they were all stunned.
Fu Chang cupped his hands and said gratefully,"Chief He, on behalf of the soldiers, I thank Chief He and the people of Beiping for their kindness. I have military affairs to attend to and can't stay long. I will definitely come to Beiping to thank you in person.”
With that, Fu Chang led the Sichuan army to the north.
Behind him, He Qigong watched as the Sichuan army walked into the distance. His heart was filled with a myriad of thoughts. Finally, he sighed to the people beside him,"The loyalty of the Sichuan army and their passion for serving the country are only seen once in my life.”
……
When the First Corps of the Sichuan Army arrived in Peiping, Zhang Xuecheng had already brought Li Yunlong to Manzhou to see Bruehr, who had committed suicide.
Mao Xiong's Far East Special Army had been wiped out, which meant that Mao Xiong had suffered a crushing defeat in this war.
The bearded man was consolidating his position, and the country was exchanging grain for industrial equipment. The heavy industry was in full swing, and it was temporarily beyond the reach of the Far East.
Zhang Xuecheng wasn't worried about Mao Xiong's counterattack. He ordered Ma Zheshan to calculate the losses in this battle while ordering Li Yunlong to count the spoils of war. This was quite a difficult problem for him.
Manzhou, in the special army headquarters.
Ma Zhanshan stood in front of Zhang Xuecheng and said to him,""Commander, 516 of our soldiers died in this battle, 825 were heavily injured, and over 3,000 were lightly injured.”
Hearing the battle damage report, Zhang Xuecheng took a deep breath and said in a calm tone,""How much did Mao Xiong lose? Do you have statistics?"
" Yes." Ma Zhanshan nodded and read to Zhang Xuecheng,""Mao Xiong lost 6,200 men in this battle, 32,500 were captured by our army, and more than 1,300 went missing.”
"According to our preliminary estimates, the number of Mao Xiong's missing people might be due to the man-made disappearance caused by the cannon.”
Nodding his head, Zhang Xuecheng was very satisfied with the loss ratio of the two sides.
He turned to Li Yunlong and asked indifferently,""Did you give me a list of the spoils of war we obtained?”
"Commander, listen carefully to the statistics that I, Old Li, have compiled!”Li Yun Long chuckled, revealing his white teeth.
"Due to the heroic efforts of our 1st division, my first order was to seize the airplanes. At that time, dozens of airplanes were…"
Li Yunlong was beaming with joy as he loudly announced how he had seized dozens of airplanes and how he had surrounded the hairy bear army, forcing them to surrender and obtaining thousands of hairy bear rifles.
Zhang Xuecheng frowned when he heard the data of the spoils of war. He thought to himself," The dozens of planes that Li Yunlong mentioned, is it really dozens?" Thousands of Furious Bear Rifles, thousands of Furious Bear Rifles again?”
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