Anti-Japanese War: When I get promoted, the system will explode with soldiers

Somewhere in Pujiang

Wu Zhenlei looked at the men in front of him with some surprise. They were the elite of the 88th Division and the elite of the entire National Government Army. They were now on the streets of Pujiang.

According to Wu Zhenlei, these people should not appear here. Although the National Government has held several military meetings, it has not yet made a decision on the war against Japan. It seems that those were all smoke screens, and this is the real final decision.

"Deputy Chief Wu, your mission has been completed. From now on, the battle for Pujiang will be carried out by us while you withdraw to your respective bases. You will maintain local law and order and ensure communication channels for our personnel."

Deputy Commander Feng of the 88th Division stood in front of Wu Zhenlei and issued an order from the Military Commission, which clearly stated that all units of the Pujiang Police Department were not allowed to participate in this attack, and violators would be subject to military law.

"Don't worry, our Pujiang Police Department won't steal your credit, nor will we take advantage of you. But these guys are all good brothers. Let's put aside all the official disputes and let them eat before they fight. If you're worried there's poison in this, I'll eat it first and show you."

Wu Zhenlei said with a bad face that the cooks and soldiers behind him had already prepared the food. All the food was freshly steamed buns filled with canned cabbage.

"Where did Deputy General Wu go? We admire the 72nd Army's anti-Japanese efforts, but there are things we must obey orders from above. If we don't eat these buns, we'll be truly wasting your kindness. We, the 88th Army, will remember this favor."

Deputy Division Commander Qian said with a smile, then waved his hand, and his brothers quickly took over the big pot and began to distribute buns to the brothers behind. But in the next few minutes, Deputy Division Commander Qian and his men were stunned.

Originally, I thought that Wu Zhenlei's cooks would only send them a few thousand buns at most, which was already quite good. On average, each person could eat one, which was considered the most they could do. But who knew that pot after pot of buns were sent to them, and each person could easily eat three or five.

"Deputy Chief Wu, how many buns did you prepare?"

At the beginning, Deputy Division Commander Qian ordered his men to eat buns, but all the officers of the 88th Division did not move their mouths. They were all waiting, waiting for the soldiers to eat before they ate. This was rare in the entire battle sequence of the National Army.

"Eat your fill, and that's all. You have the 88th Division, a total of 12,000 men. Even if all of you arrived today, I'll still give you enough buns. You've come a long way, and if you can't even get a full meal, how will you have the strength to fight the Japanese? We won't participate in military operations, but we'll be responsible for ensuring all your logistics according to Commander Li's orders. The Military Commission can't order you not to eat buns, can it?"

Wu Zhenlei said very firmly that according to his previous idea, the Military Commission has not allowed us to participate in this operation, so we might as well hide in our own strong fortress, and you guys can fight however you like. When you can't defeat us and ask us for help, we will ridicule you.

"Eat, eat! Brothers, eat heartily the buns specially prepared for us by Commander Li of the 72nd Army. If we don't fill our bellies, we'll be ungrateful to Commander Li's kindness."

Deputy Mayor Qian took two bites of a bun. Although it was filled with canned meat, it was still very oily. Soldiers on the battlefield were hungry and full at every turn, so if they got a chance to eat, three or four buns would be no problem.

"Deputy Chief Wu, what's this?"

Soon after the cook carrying the buns passed by, a truck drove over, and the truck was loaded with ammunition boxes.

"The bullets we use are the same as yours, and the German long-handled grenades are exactly the same as yours, but these are imported from Europe. Find someone to carry them back. We can't use them anymore. They were originally prepared for the Japanese. Now I'm giving them to you. But you have to give me a receipt. Otherwise, if so much ammunition is lost, our superiors will think I embezzled it, and I won't be able to wash it off even if I jump into the river."

What Wu Zhenlei said was the truth. Originally, they wanted to deal with the Japanese Marines, and the weapons reserves around them were not a small number. After consulting Li Shaoyi, they were ready to transfer all the reserves to the Central Army.

The 88th Division was the real favorite in the entire battle sequence of the National Army. All reinforcements were ranked first, but they had never seen so many weapons and equipment. They were really shocked by the strength of the 72nd Army, which could actually get so many fully imported equipment.

"All salute."

When the colleagues from the Pujiang Police Department retreated, all the brothers of the 88th Division stood on both sides of the road, raised their right hands in unison, and many of them had bullet chains on their shoulders.

They came to Pujiang in a hurry, and the logistics troops were still chasing them. Some people did not carry enough ammunition. After a round of replenishment by the Pujiang Police Department, everyone was finally full.

"If they could stay and fight alongside us, these devils wouldn't be a problem. Look at this police station on a car. It has a 1.5mm howitzer. Which police station is this?"

Watching the cars passing by one after another, they were all artillery tractors. The police brothers standing on the cars kept throwing down the cigarettes in their hands. The brothers of the 88th Division on both sides lit their cigarettes while expressing their gratitude. The brotherhood in the army is so simple. When there is wine, they drink it. When there is no wine, they smoke a bag together.

In Wu Zhenlei's heart, although he had transferred all those who should be transferred, he was still a little unwilling to accept it. It was obvious that we had already taken the lead, and that old guy in Jinling could kill the Japanese Marines with just one order, but you had to transfer your own direct subordinates.

We can't fight or what?

"We've concentrated all our forces. Commander Li said that if the Pujiang war really starts, no one will stay out of it. When they get angry, they'll immediately assign us combat missions."

After returning to the police station, Wu Zhenlei gathered his officers together. Although we were wearing police uniforms, our combat effectiveness was stronger than those from the 88th Division.

"The assembly is eighty-five percent complete. All personnel will arrive at the designated location tonight."

After hearing this, Wu Zhenlei leisurely lit a cigarette.