War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 467: 'Orders' can kill people! (Thanks to 'book friends' for the reward!)

Inside the Songhu battlefield command center, Zhang Zhizhong's frown never relaxed. He couldn't understand why the Chairman would order a halt to the attack at such a critical moment!
"report!"

A messenger rushed into the headquarters at dawn and shouted to Zhang Zhizhong in front of the map at the door: "The 67th Division of the 107th Army has captured the Japanese headquarters in Shanghai!"

"what?"

Zhang Zhizhong raised his head in disbelief and muttered casually, "That's right. Our 88th Division participated in the battle to help the 67th Army disperse the enemy's firepower. The Krupp artillery in Zhenru and Dachang bombarded the fortifications at all costs. If we still can't take it down, it's a bit unreasonable."

"But didn't I order them to stop attacking?"

The messenger lowered his head and said, "The people from the 67th Army said that the two waves of messengers we sent out failed to reach the frontline. On the way to the frontline, the Japanese invaders mistook them for soldiers of the 67th Army and used machine guns to... to... They also returned the bodies to us. The people were smashed to pieces by heavy machine guns."

Zhang Zhizhong didn't care about the lives of the two messengers at all. Instead, he laughed: "Hahahaha...hahahaha...this Wu Ke is willing to be punished by the chairman just to vent his anger on the Northeast Army."

Of course, he understood the 67th Army's approach, but the idea of ​​"a general is not subject to the orders of the emperor when he is away from the court" was justified even in the ancient feudal dynasties, but it was not justified in the government. The government had so many factions that the chairman would feel resentful if the subordinates did not obey him. In the words of the common people, if you don't listen to him, he will really make things difficult for you!
What's more, your 67th Army is the Northeast Army, and even the 88th Division may not dare to do this.

"Is there anything else?" Zhang Zhizhong was still wondering why the messenger did not retreat after saying all this.

"Commander Wu Keren of the 67th Army died for his country."

"what!"

An unspeakable emotion rose in Zhang Zhizhong's heart. He never expected that the Northeast Army, which once controlled half of the country, would actually... be destroyed in his hands!
"The successor is said to be named 'Xu Chaoyang'..."

Zhang Zhizhong asked casually: "Why haven't I heard of it... Who are you talking about?"

What he wanted to say just now was, "Why haven't I heard of this person?" But there was no way he hadn't heard of the three words Xu Chaoyang. The government wanted to promote him as a national idol, so how could Zhang Zhizhong not know about him? He was He Yingqin's favorite general!
"Xu Chaoyang led the 67th Army to capture Hasegawa Kiyoshi..." The messenger didn't dare to say the following words. Zhang Zhizhong was also wondering, as a messenger, is there any need for you to hide anything?

"Isn't this a good thing?"

"Xu Chaoyang also pushed Hasegawa Kiyoshi into the crowd of civilians and instigated them to beat Hasegawa Kiyoshi to death. It is said that the civilians smashed more than a dozen bricks from the battlefield onto the Japanese devil's head."

call.

Zhang Zhizhong let out a long sigh, still able to control his emotions at this time: "After the war, after all, the 67th Army also lost so many people, it's understandable, it's just venting anger. They won such a big victory, are they not allowed to vent their anger?"

"besides……"

"There's more!" Zhang Zhizhong's right eye began to twitch. He knew that Xu Chaoyang, who traveled across Northeast China, Inner Mongolia, Chahar, Rehe, and North China, was difficult to deal with, but he never expected that this kid would be as difficult to deal with as the Monkey King who made a fuss in Heaven.

"Xu Chaoyang... handed over the position that he had just captured to the 88th Division..." Zhang Zhizhong thought it was normal after hearing this. The 67th Army also needed to rest and it was impossible for the remaining troops to hold the position: "He still has him, he still has..."

"He also wants to take the 67th Army down to rest..."

"He dares!!"

Zhang Zhizhong couldn't bear this bomb. It was fine for the 67th Army to withdraw to rest, after all, the casualties exceeded 80%, but you must not disobey the military order! If you disobey the military order, it's fine, after all, you are on the battlefield, but if you disobey the military order, don't go down to rest, isn't that running away? How dare he do this?
……

bell!
National Government.

The diary-teller is sitting in a luxurious office, under the blue sky and white sun, writing furiously.

He was writing a diary, recording the torment he had endured after the United States and Britain came forward to mediate. He even imagined that after victory, people in later generations would open this diary and praise him as they did Zeng Guofan's family letters...

That's when the phone rang. "Hello?"

Diary Brother answered the phone.

"Commissioner, I am Zhang Zhizhong."

"Oh, how's SH?"

"Chairman, the 67th Army did not stop the attack, but gnawed the tough bone of the Japanese invaders' headquarters in Shanghai, at the cost of 107% casualties of the 80th Division, in exchange for a victory for us..."

"Nonsense!" The diary-holder immediately threw the pen in his hand onto the table and complained into the phone, "This is short-sighted, short-sighted!"

"Due to the momentary recklessness of the 67th Army, we will be in a very passive position and will completely lose the opportunity for mediation by the United States and Britain. The 67th Army is the sinner of the country!"

"Pass on my order to immediately dismiss Wu Keren, commander of the 67th Army, and escort him to Nanjing to be tried by a military court."

Zhang Zhizhong said on the phone: "General Wu Keren was killed in action."

"Then bring back the commander of the 107th Division!"

"Commander, the entire 107th Division was led by the army commander in this battle. All officers have led the way. So far, only two regimental commanders are left, and both are seriously injured."

At this moment, the anger in Brother Diary was extinguishing. This level of casualties was almost a mutual destruction... He was also deeply shocked.

"Who is in charge of the 67th Army now?"

Zhang Zhizhong paused for a moment and then responded: "I heard it was...Xu Chaoyang."

"Who?"

"Xu Chaoyang."

"Nonsense!"

Diary Brother said in disbelief: "Didn't he escape from the battlefield in North China? How could he come to SH?"

"Chairman, the details are still unclear, but this should be true. Xu Chaoyang is going to withdraw the remaining 67 people of the th Army to rest... He also said... He also said..."

When Zhang Zhizhong said this, Diary Brother's eyes suddenly widened: "The 67th Army is not allowed to leave the Songhu battlefield!"

"This is an order!"

Diary Brother was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he still didn't say anything too extreme: "Let them find a place to rest in the Songhu battlefield. You will provide the military rations and ammunition. Don't allow anyone to point out even the slightest problem."

"Yes." Zhang Zhizhong could tell that this was Brother Diary's intention to kill. They never used knives to kill people. Once an 'order' was given, people would be wiped out on the battlefield. At that time, they could still stand up and say magnanimously: "It is allowed for the soldiers to complain. We are the ones fighting. Once we win, everything will be fine."

But in history, how many people have been killed by him in this way? Who knows? The use of power to seek personal revenge has always been recorded in history. How many people... can see it...

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(End of this chapter)