Rebirth of the National Marshal

On the tenth day of the Battle of Shanghai, the Chinese army had suffered more than 90,000 casualties. When this report was placed on Mao Yuanshan's desk, Mao Yuanshan could no longer contain his emotions and immediately sent a telegram to the Central Command.

Requesting to increase the strength of a security regiment to enter the Shanghai area to fight was not just a desire to gain credit, but a sentiment he expressed. He did not want the Chinese people to die under the iron hoof of the Japanese.

The strength of a security corps is not large, only more than 1 people in total. If the central government does not even have this little tolerance, then it is really disappointed with this government. Sure enough, after the telegram was sent, the bigwigs of the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs rejected Mao Yuanshan again for the sake of their own face. However, the prince also called, hoping that Mao Yuanshan would be patient. These bigwigs of the Ministry of Military and Political Affairs have not been hurt yet, and they will know to ask for help when they are hurt.

"These damn bastards sent thousands of soldiers to die just for their so-called face. Which country are they from? Which country are they leaders of? I really hate these bastards. If possible, arrest them all and shoot them. This is a crime against the people!" After hanging up the phone with the prince, Mao Yuanshan cursed loudly in his office.

The group of senior military officers around did not dare to go over to persuade them, because here Mao Yuanshan was the local tyrant, and he had the right to scold anyone he wanted. And those people deserved to be scolded. So many people had died on the front line, all because of your poor command. We wanted to go over to support you, but you wouldn't let us go.

Besides, our army is better equipped than yours. We went there to fight the Japanese devils, not to enjoy ourselves. You are just afraid that our forces will penetrate into the Yangtze River Delta and damage your interests.

At this moment, the Japanese devils have already reached our doorstep and may fall at any time, and you are still thinking about fighting for power.

"The Yangtze River Delta is not an ordinary area. If it were North China, you could just go there and get involved, but the Yangtze River Delta involves the interests of too many people. If you let your troops go there, and your troops stay there and don't come back, what should you do? They will be the ones who will be in trouble then, because they think in the long term." Mr. Jiang Baili also said angrily that many useful things have become useless in the central government, and many useless guys are in high positions. They don't think about the interests of the country every day, but their own little calculations every day.

"Chief of Staff, you see, this telegram only asks us to provide weapons and not to let our troops go over. But if I provide you with weapons, will you fucking know how to use them? And you're asking me for tanks? How many people in the entire national army can drive tanks? Even if I drive the tanks over, they will just leave them there and not use them." These bigwigs in the central government had a good idea. They only allowed a part of Mao Yuanshan's mechanical equipment to go over, and the rest did not need to go. These people are not fools. Besides, as Mao Yuanshan said, if we throw tanks in front of you, will anyone drive them? Maybe you will unload the cannons and use them directly.

"The most pitiful ones are the soldiers on the front line. Normally, their superiors withhold their salaries and resell guns and ammunition. Now they probably don't have much bullets left. We should give them some support and send as many bullets and grenades as possible. As for other things, we really can't do anything about it."

Mao Yuanshan was so angry at this time that he had almost lost his mind, but Mr. Jiang Baili still had some rationality and finally found some ideas. At this time, some urgently needed items should be sent to the front line, such as bullets, gauze, alcohol and so on.

"Connect me to the headquarters of the commander-in-chief of the Third War Zone. I want to speak to Commander Feng." Mao Yuanshan picked up his dedicated phone and said that the current commander of the Third War Zone is Feng Yuxiang.

"I'm Feng Yuxiang. If you have anything to say, please tell me now." A heavy voice came from the other side.

"Hello, sir! I'm Mao Yuanshan. I have a batch of retired Mauser rifles and some bullets ready to be transported to the Nanjing area by train. Unfortunately, the Ministry of Railways has not allocated me a carriage. Please give me your instructions, sir Feng." After hearing Mao Yuanshan's words, Mr. Jiang Baili wanted to stop him, but when he thought of the soldiers on the front line who were short of bullets, he swallowed the rest of his words.

What Mao Yuanshan is doing now is reporting to a higher level. He should have discussed the issue with some people in the Ministry of Transport and then went to higher-level generals. Now he is reporting it directly to the Third War Zone Command, which may offend a group of people.

"I will shoot these bastards sooner or later. Get your supplies ready. In two hours at the latest, I will take my pistol and ask these guys to send a train to you. Our country is in crisis, so I won't say much. I thank you on behalf of hundreds of thousands of brothers in the war zone." After saying that, General Feng Yuxiang hung up the phone.

This old general had been a soldier all his life and hated the Japanese devils deeply. Now he heard that his subordinates were still doing these bullshit things. It must be because Mao Yuanshan did not give them any gifts, so the train cars could not be allocated.

"This time it's for the soldiers on the front line, so I won't say anything. You really need to change your temper. If you don't, you'll suffer a great loss in the future. Your call went directly to the headquarters of the commander of the Third War Zone, but do you know how many people lost their hats in the process? This is the foundation of their survival. They will retaliate against you in the future."

"I can't think too much about the future. If I don't do this, we may lose more soldiers. These people are the blood of our country. We can't let the blood of the country be wasted like this. We still have many battles to fight in the future. If we bleed to death in this battle, will I hand over the entire country to the Japanese? I have done it with a clear conscience." Mao Yuanshan said proudly.

At this moment, even Mr. Jiang Baili was impressed by this young man. Yes, after so many years of living like this, he no longer had the sharpness he once had.

When I was in the Japanese Military Academy, even though I was on someone else's territory, I did not show any fear. Those Japanese wanted to challenge me, no matter what it was, whether I was good at it or not, even if I got beaten to a bloody pulp, I would fight for my country and defeat those Japanese.

It seems that he is really old. Mr. Jiang Baili looked at the sunset in the west helplessly.