Bright Sword: Start with Ding Blast Bridge, Homemade Sweet Potato Cake

The war in the north is over, and we are entering a temporary period of order-building.

There is a lot that can be done. There is a lot that can be done.

A large number of Japanese skilled workers came here by ship from afar just to make a living.

As long as you come here to work, you will get enough fish and rice.

Of course, there are also some retired veterans who quietly entered the Primorsky Krai.

Two things are done at the same time. Every time a transport ship comes, it brings a large number of skilled workers and a large amount of abandoned equipment, which can be put into use after refurbishment.

Especially automobile factories, which can quickly assemble cars by getting semi-new engines.

Build, assemble and renovate together.

First solve the problem from scratch, and then achieve the take-off of industrial capabilities.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse, and taking advantage of the defeat, they can plunder what they need. The only thing they are not satisfied with is mineral resources, which the island nation is already poor in.

The key is that the Far East is rich, with coal, steel and oil, which makes Ding Wei jealous.

First infiltrate through trade, then harass with guerrillas, and finally find an opportunity to replace them.

Compared with the small-scale fighting in the Far East, dozens of tank divisions have been assembled in Europe, and there are signs that they will start fighting at the slightest disagreement.

The lack of time to pay attention to the Far East gave Ding Wei the best opportunity to make his plans.

Neither the Americans nor the Americans have the energy to care about this side.

It is just a chance to take a breath, and this breath is enough to restore its original industrial foundation.

When the Kwantung Army withdrew, Ding Wei retained about 55% of the foundation, and it is expected to return to the situation in Manchuria in the next six months.

There are two advantages. First, we can communicate with the Russians, and their heavy industry level is also quite good.

Absorbing a large number of existing technical workers is enough to support the original foundation.

The second is the discovery of oil, which is the blood of industry. Only with this liquid gold can heavy industry flourish.

If we add one more point, it is the essential difference between slaves and workers.

When the Japanese invaders were in power, they only knew how to enslave people, but now they have turned the tables and the workers are the masters of the factory.

Everyone is working hard to break free from the label of poverty.

Although I did not return to Manchuria, I felt a strong sense of vitality.

Artillery shells and bullets were transported in continuously, enough to support the logistical needs of hundreds of thousands of people.

His eyes once again turned to the battlefield in the Central Plains. There was only one last elite force left. If they were defeated, it would be enough to resolve the conflict north of the Yangtze River.

The main force of the field column has begun a sustained offensive, with wave after wave of fierce attacks and artillery fire whistling over.

More than 200,000 people of the Xuzhou Corps struggled to hold on, but what they received was not assistance but God's favor.

Cold rain fell from the sky, dispersing the last bit of warmth.

There is a lack of firewood, so it is impossible to make a fire for cooking.

Lack of logistics and insufficient ammunition replenishment.

This group of people were surrounded in Chenguanzhuang and anticipated the outcome in advance.

The attacking troops were not panicked at all, and even like Ding Wei, they took a short rest.

The headquarters even sent an order, suggesting that the major field armies take about 10 days to rest and recuperate, encircle the corps' periphery, and drag it out to the benefit of our army.

There are no troops available to support the battlefield, so there is no rush to eat the meat. Let it ferment and it will taste sweeter.

It can be clearly felt that it is only a matter of time to wipe out Du Yiqi's last army, and there is no difficulty at all.

Ding Wei was ready to evacuate the front line and ordered Lin Yihu to prepare the plane. He would be ready to fly back to Fengtian at any time.

Inside the encirclement, Chu Yunfei frowned.

The defeat of the war was not decided by one or two divisions. His 89th Division hit Li Yunlong's 2nd Division hard and achieved certain results.

But what's the use?

They only had one 89th Division, but the enemy had countless 2nd Divisions similar to Li Yunlong's.

We can’t win by competing in terms of military strength, nor by competing in terms of elite troops.

Once the field troops are lost, the situation will be out of control.

It is not easy to reorganize elite troops. Once all the veterans are defeated, it is difficult to form an ace force in a short period of time.

Of the five main forces, it seems that only the Fifth Army is left.

"Commander Qiu is still dancing?"

Adjutant Sun Ming nodded. Since the troops were surrounded, Qiu's spirit seemed to have been stimulated.

He had long lost his mind, drank every day, and asked the female nurse to dance with him.

It seems like he is enjoying the last few happy days before death.

Chu Yunfei gritted his teeth and suddenly thought of what Ding Wei said in Wucheng. The future outcome is still unknown.

He once vowed and firmly believed that he was the winner.

In just three years, the situation has gotten out of control to the point where it is now. Ding Wei is right and he was wrong.

Sun Ming looked towards his master's seat. He was full of vigor and vitality some time ago, but now he felt decadent.

"Master, there is still hope. We still have 200,000 men. Even if we can't hold on, we will do our best to help you break through."

What made Chu Yunfei sad was not the breakout and death in battle, but his foolishly loyal people who ruined his own army.

Unlike the fight against the Japanese invaders, the outcome of the civil war was destined to be a tragic defeat.

Given their status, there is still a way to mobilize a plane to take them away when it becomes necessary.

But what about the troops under my command?

Officers can escape by plane and break through in tanks, but what about the millions of soldiers?

The ending is confusing.

At Niang Xipi's strong request, the Air Force must airdrop supplies here.

Because of the dangers in the air, the pilots adhered to the creed of safety first and dropped supplies from an altitude of more than 1,000 meters.

Some of the projectiles fell and killed the unlucky soldiers.

The supplies that landed were only enough to fill the stomachs of the officers, leaving the rest of the soldiers hungry.

In order to compete for the big cakes dropped by the planes, they even shot at each other.

A real-life chicken game is here.

The airdrop boxes are placed in front of you, the elite troops will enjoy them first, and the miscellaneous troops will eat them later.

Even at a moment of life and death, class concepts still exist.

The officers enjoyed delicious food and drinks, and even got some alcohol to drink, while the soldiers below were starving and no one cared about their lives.

It is unjust that such an army cannot be defeated.

Those at the team leader level will have food to eat, and those below the team leader will have to find their own way.

For a time, there was widespread resentment among the people, and dozens of people might be lost just to fight for a bite of food.

Some people also sneaked in at night and surrendered with their guns turned over.

As long as they surrender, at least they can have rice to eat.

Especially those who had been captured, returned to the sequence and told their experiences.

First, do not hit anyone, wait for the capture.

Secondly, you can have a full meal, real rice, which is delicious.

When the soldiers heard that they could get food if they didn't fight, they became very anxious and just hoped to crawl to the other side in the dark and surrender at night.

There were more than 1.4 people who voluntarily surrendered and revolted.

The ending was already foreshadowed. Ding Wei had a blind man named Liao by his side. After his leg injury healed, he still limped a little.

The injury hasn't healed yet.

Let him open his eyes and see, this is the so-called million elite troops from the Central Plains, and this is the ending.

Blind Liao was so shocked that he looked at Ding Wei and was speechless.