"Brother Zhu, Brother Gao, do you have anything to do with me?"

Outside Taiyuan City, Wei Junru's headquarters.

The two artillery regiments were guest troops and provided extremely strong support to the frontline troops in the past few days of fighting. Wei Junru was very polite to Gao Quan and Zhu Ergou.

"Commander of the Guard, it's like this..."

"Wait a minute..." Wei Junru raised his hand to interrupt Zhu Ergou and shouted to the side:

"Orderly, orderly, serve tea!"

The three of them sat down at the small table in the headquarters. Wei Junru looked at them and asked:

"What happened to you two brothers? Are you going to leave?"

Zhu Ergou waved his hand hurriedly,

"What did the guard commander say? Retreating privately without the commander's order is against battlefield discipline?"

Wei Junru breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that this was not the case.

The orderly put three cups of tea on the table. Wei Junru raised his hand and said:

"Come, drink tea and talk while drinking."

Zhu Ergou and Gao Quan were really not in the mood to drink tea. The former took a sip lightly and continued:

"We are here to tell the commander that after these days of fighting, the artillery regiment has consumed a lot of ammunition. Because of the continuous rotation, the artillery has also experienced major or minor problems.

I'm afraid the intensity of the bombardment will decrease in the next few days, so please prepare early, sir."

Everyone in the Fourteenth Army and the Fifth Army thought that Jiangdong was rich and powerful. After the two artillery regiments arrived on the battlefield, officers at all levels continued to request artillery support.

Sometimes it is just a small village position and a few mortars can solve the problem, but the frontline officers insist on letting the heavy artillery regiment take action.

They also kept their own cannonballs as if they were treasures.

The two heavy artillery regiments are from outside, and no matter how many shells are fired, they won't feel bad.

Under such circumstances, the artillery regiment's ammunition consumption was huge.

The reason why Zhu Ergou and Gao Quan came over specifically to say this was because they did not want Wei Junru to think that they were not working hard enough and wanted to preserve their strength.

Wei Junru also lost interest in drinking tea. People like him had almost figured out the nature of Zhu Ergou and Gao Quan.

The two of them approached me directly, wanting to tell the truth.

He felt a little dizzy for a moment.

Taiyuan is a big city with high and strong walls. Without the support of the heavy artillery regiment, this battle would not be successful.

"I don't have the cannonballs you need here either."

He spread his hands and said.

Zhu Ergou and Gao Quan looked at each other, and the former said:

"Sir, the ammunition we carry has been almost used up. If there is no new ammunition to replenish, it is of little use to stay on the battlefield. It is better to let the second regiment retreat to the rear to rest for a while."

Wei Junru waved his hand hurriedly, saying that he could not leave even without the artillery regiment. He asked eagerly:

"There are still cannonballs in Jincheng. Don't leave in a hurry. I'll tell Brother Jiang and let him find a way to get some cannonballs."

"The distance is very far. I'm afraid Jincheng won't be able to send out a logistics team to transport..."

"I will find a solution to this problem. In short, just stay calm. Taiyuan will be restored soon. It can't be done without you."

"Everything depends on the commander's arrangements!"

…

After walking out of Wei Junru's headquarters, Gao Quan and Zhu Ergou sighed in unison.

It is true that the artillery shells are almost out, and it is also true that the artillery is having problems.

The main reason for coming here today is because the two of them are not optimistic about the prospect of war.

It is hoped that an artillery regiment will be able to withdraw to the rear by taking advantage of the vacancy of artillery shells.

If you stay here, there will be no shells, they will be ineffective, and it will be very dangerous.

Zhu Ergou and Gao Quan believed that if the national army failed in the end, there would be no friendly forces to help them during their retreat.

Jiangdong valued the two artillery regiments, and their two regimental commanders regarded each artillery piece as a treasure.

They are all Chinese, and they all want to fight against the Japs. If possible, they are willing to do their best.

But this does not prevent them from thinking about themselves in advance.

…

…

The time has come to July 3, and the little devils at the foot of Snowflake Mountain still have no intention of launching an attack.

The Niangziguan area has ushered in a short break.

After more than half a month of continuous fighting, the soldiers were very tired and just took this opportunity to take a good rest.

After seeing the telegram from Wei Lihuang, Jiang Dong smiled bitterly.

He didn't dare to think about the value of the shells consumed by the three artillery regiments these days, because that number would definitely make his heart bleed.

When the Chairman asked for an artillery regiment, he gave it without hesitation and ensured sufficient ammunition.

Every artillery shell hits Jincheng's military industry and money.

No one came to reimburse Jiangdong, and he acknowledged this.

But Wei Lihuang fired all the shells in such a short period of time, and also wanted to transport supplies from Jincheng.

Jiang Dong felt that it was really unrealistic.

Jincheng's small ammunition reserve is just one of the reasons. The most important thing is to wait for the artillery shells to arrive, and the war will probably be over.

He frowned and thought for a while, then said to the telegraph operator:

"I agree with him to send people to Jincheng to bring medicine, but he must ensure the safety of the two artillery regiments."

"clear."

…

On the afternoon of the third day, the 98th Army, which had rested for a while, rushed to Niangziguan from the south.

Jiangdong exchanged pleasantries with the commander of the 98th Army, Samurai Min, the commander of the 42nd Division Wang Kejing, and the commander of the 169th Division Dun Jingtang.

The three people kept praising Jiangdong's achievements these days, and expressed their sincere gratitude for their support.

After a lot of back and forth, Jiangdong arranged the 98th Army to Qingcheng, Mengxian and other places.

It was still the same as before. When the 98th Army left, Jiangdong gave away most of the captured Japanese equipment.

…

Also arriving with the 98th Army were Su Qing and some Chinese and foreign reporters.

In order to obtain first-hand news materials, these reporters did not consider their own safety at all.

After arriving at Niangziguan, the reporters began to conduct interviews in various places. The closer they were to the front line, the more excited they were.

Su Qing's military newspaper and civilian newspaper are not in a hurry. They are the royal media in Jiangdong. If you want to know any news, just ask the staff directly.

On this afternoon, Jiang Dong finally found some time to chat with Su Qing.

But beautiful moments are always the easiest to be disturbed.

"Where is your commander? I want to see him, right now! Right now!"

An angry female voice came from outside the headquarters.

Su Qing hurriedly took her little hand out of Jiang Dong's big hand and stood by the side obediently, her face slightly red.

Jiang Dong originally didn't intend to pay attention to it, but the shouting outside became louder and louder.

"Jiang! You murderous maniac, do you dare to do this?

Still not a man?

………”

When angry and swearing, one can't help but use his mother tongue.

Jiang Dong heard it. The person jumping outside at the moment was the reporter of Time Magazine, Jillian.

As soon as these reporters arrived, Jiangdong ordered people to cordon off the area where the show had been performed a few days ago.

But it seems that his blockade has had little effect so far, and Gillian has even called on her.

"well!"

Jiang Dong helplessly held his forehead and weakly said to Zhao Erniu at the door:

"Let that shrew in, really!"

Su Qing rolled her eyes.

[Author's digression]: Thank you to everyone for their support

Keep up the good work in the new year!

Oh yeah!
Chapter completed!