Rebirth of the National Marshal

"It's not enough to just send soldiers up to us, we also need weapons and ammunition for these people. The hundreds of people who were sent up to us last time were all empty-handed. Each of them was given 20 rounds of bullets, without even a rifle. Alas, our government is now really running out of ammunition and food, without even ordinary rifles." Zhang Shaofan felt unhappy when he thought of the soldiers who came up last time. Why couldn't the people in the logistics department send down their weapons?

Why would you send a soldier to the front without a weapon? Is it because we have too many civilians? Are you bringing them here to show your strength? This is a battlefield. Without a weapon, what are you doing here? Are you just going to die here? Are there many Chinese people?

"If you ask me, you can't blame the people in the logistics department. This has nothing to do with them. If they had weapons, they would not be able to let these soldiers come up empty-handed. They must have run out of money. Our Chinese industry has always been weak. When the war started, several steel mills in North China were all destroyed by the Japanese devils. We didn't have time to retreat to the south. Now the only places that can supply us with weapons are some places around Wuhan. If the war hadn't started, they could still supply us with the consumption. But now our front line is fighting so fiercely, and we use it every day. The logistics department was very depressed about the large amount of ammunition, but this time it was good. A large number of weapons and ammunition were seized from the Soviet Union. I heard from a fellow villager in the logistics department that there were tens of millions of bullets alone. "Although Lü Jiasheng and Zhang Shaofan were both commanders of infantry divisions, Zhang Shaofan was a leg-legged man who had never attended a military school. His brothers in the army were all low-ranking officers, so he was not very well-informed. Lü Jiasheng was different. Lü Jiasheng graduated from the genuine Huangpu Military Academy. As for why he became a commander of a miscellaneous division, it was because he did not seek personal gain. Otherwise, he would not be able to escape from being a commander of a central army division.

"What the hell? I just heard that their security team won a victory, but I didn't expect that the victory was so fierce. They actually had tens of millions of bullets. My God, how many other things must they have collected? This time they can really make a fortune." Everyone was shocked to hear this number.

You have to know that it is very good for an infantry division to receive 10 rounds of bullets every month in normal times. Some miscellaneous troops only have tens of thousands of bullets every month, and they are not even given the minimum standard of 10 rounds of bullets.

Tens of millions of bullets, that would be a huge mountain. The commander of this ragtag army felt that his brain was not enough. How could other people's luck be so good? Why have I never had such luck? When cleaning the battlefield a few days ago, I wanted to strip those Japanese devils of their bodies, but in the end I only collected less than a few thousand bullets.

We are all fighting the same battle, but unfortunately we have different fates! We always lose the battle here, while they win the battle on the front line. The soldiers' mood must be different from now. Later, they thought about the equipment of the security group. They were completely out of temper. The equipment of the security group must be several times better than ours. Look at this 75mm artillery, they don't use it at all, they just load it on the truck and bring it back to us.

"Commander, it's bad. The Japs are coming up from the front. There are quite a lot of them, at least two battalions of soldiers." Just as the two commanders were chatting, the guards in front immediately sounded the alarm. The soldiers observing from a high place had already seen a yellow field in the distance. There were two battalions of soldiers coming, which was 2000 people in total. It seemed that the Japanese attack this time would be quite severe.

"What are you waiting for? The Japs will attack these days. Brothers, grab your weapons and show the Japs how powerful we are. Get your artillery ready. As soon as I send you a message, fire as hard as you can. A lot of shells have been transported here this time. We will let these Japs have a taste of how powerful we are." With the newly arrived artillery pieces and boxes of shells, the two division commanders felt more confident. This was the helplessness of the Chinese soldiers. A few 75mm artillery pieces could give them courage. If the soldiers of the security regiment saw this, they would laugh their heads off.

Lu Jiasheng picked up his telescope and took a look. It was the only German-made item on his body. It was given to him by someone in the military academy. Sure enough, a large group of Japanese devils had rushed up not far away. There were more than two battalions, at least 3000 people. He didn't know what the soldiers at the observation post thought.

He was about to scold the observation post, but suddenly he remembered that the soldier who went up was a new recruit, and the original veteran had been hit by the Japanese devils. Although the observation post was standing high and could see far, he was also a target of the Japanese veterans in the distance. There were no snipers in the Japanese army.

But any of their veterans can be qualified for this position. A veteran's shooting skills are absolutely very accurate. In the past few days, the Japanese devils have caused their army to lose more than 100 people just by shooting from behind. Look at the soldiers on their side. If they want to compete with them in shooting skills, they are far behind. A Japanese veteran can kill a person with almost one shot, and he will definitely hit the target within three shots.

There was a huge gap between our soldiers and theirs. Many of our soldiers could not kill a Japanese soldier with ten bullets. Many of them fired all the bullets given to them without thinking twice, as if firing hard could give themselves courage. Little did they know that they were wasting their lives on the battlefield.

If our logistical supplies were very good, it wouldn't be a big deal if you wasted bullets like this, we could just replenish them later. But our logistics are running low on bullets, and we can only give each person five bullets a day. If there are more, there will be no more.

Although some low-ranking officers and veterans kept telling the recruits to be steady and not to shoot indiscriminately when they saw the Japanese devils, several of these recruits would shoot as soon as they spotted a Japanese devil. It was such a waste, and the Japanese skirmish lines were widely distributed.