Canteen System Assistance Notes

Come here - the leader, holding a command knife and a small white flag in his hand, slowly walked towards the Eighth Route Army.

"Don't shoot! Gentlemen of the Eighth Route Army!" the translator shouted, "Don't shoot! Don't shoot! We mean no harm!"

"Colonel Yoshimatsu! Why are you here?!" Seeing this scene, the major adjutant who was shouting just now suddenly widened his eyes in disbelief. After he said this, he opened his mouth and stammered, unable to speak.

I'm still negotiating! Sir, why did you come out like this?

"Alas, alas, Excellencies the two commanders of the Eighth Route Army." Yoshimatsu Kizo ignored his adjutant's dry howls. He handed the reins to the Eighth Route Army soldier and bowed to Division Commander Xiong and Political Commissar Zheng. He glanced at the artillery positions preparing for firing and said, "I'm truly sorry—it seems my subordinates didn't convey my meaning accurately."

"Oh? So what do you mean?" Division Commander Xiong was a little surprised. He bowed as soon as he came up, still wearing his command knife, and his tone was very humble, without the usual arrogance of the Japanese. The attitude of this regiment commander was quite interesting.

"The Lucheng cavalry group has been defeated by your army, right? Even the 11th Regiment, which came to support them, couldn't change the situation." The regiment commander seemed relieved, bowing his head humbly without any psychological burden. "I know what the other units of the Imperial Army have done, and I also know that what your army did to us was actually very reasonable..."

"But I still want to ask: If I order my troops to surrender their weapons to your army, can I ask your army to promise to guarantee the safety of our personnel and that they will be treated in accordance with the standards of the Geneva Conventions?"

"After you surrender, we will examine you based on your past behavior. If you have committed such heinous acts as harming civilians or massacring prisoners, we will deal with them severely, especially the ringleaders who gave the orders." Political Commissar Zheng Weishan briefly read out the Eighth Route Army's policy on Japanese prisoners of war. "As for the rest of you, accomplices and coerced members of militarism, you will need to reform your spirits through labor and cleanse your minds of the corruption of militarism. The Eighth Route Army is different from you. We do not kill prisoners."

"Then I have no doubts."

Captain Yoshimatsu bowed again and handed over his command sword. After the division commander Xiong Houfa took over the machine-made Japanese cavalry sword, he breathed a sigh of relief and even laughed.

"As long as your army promises this, I'm not worried about the trial. I still have this confidence. Since coming to China, I haven't done too many evil things." Colonel Yoshimatsu looked around. "We haven't done much else in recent years. Apart from fighting Fu Yisheng's troops, what we did most was—Sir, I would like to ask if Dong Yousang, the secretary of your Anbei Committee, is here?"

"He's not here. I'm very curious, Mr. Yoshimatsu, why are you so persistent in finding Secretary Dong? What have you done in Anbei County over the years?" "Oh! We... are planting trees!" Yoshimatsu Kizo grinned and laughed.

"Xiong-san, Zheng-san, if Secretary Dong were here, he would certainly be able to confirm to you that what I said is true."

The 21st Division of the Northwest Field Army had begun to receive surrendered Japanese prisoners of war, war horses and various types of weapons. At the invitation of Yoshimatsu Kizo, Division Commander Xiong and Political Commissar Zheng followed him to the other side of Anbei County.

There is indeed a forest here, a cultivated, neatly planted forest—a nursery for seedlings, roadside trees, windbreaks to divide farmland, and a mixed planting. To ensure their survival, ditches have been dug alongside the trees for irrigation. These lush trees surprisingly bring a touch of green life to this otherwise sandy landscape.

In addition to trees that can block wind and sand, we also want to plant flowering fruit trees! Yoshimatsu Kizo looked up with a hint of pride. "When the fruit trees bloom, even the harsh winds of northern China will become gentler." "The Mongolian troops must have put in a lot of effort to plant these trees, right?" Xiong Houfa said indifferently. "Probably not for the Chinese."

"Yes, I don't deny that. According to the headquarters' plan, the Mongolian Garrison Army exists to protect the lifeline of Manchuria and Mongolia, so they naturally consider this place... uh, land they want to occupy for a long time." Yoshimatsu Kizo replied, "This is a task assigned to the Colonization Corps, although most divisions don't carry it out."

But for me, planting trees is ultimately beneficial to the land. Northern China is home to vast expanses of sand and loess, and a war between our two countries would further devastate this land… "Ever since replacing the fallen regimental commander in 39, I was also wounded and hospitalized in 40. While recuperating in the hospital, I've been pondering this question…

"The soldiers of the Imperial Army should fight for a prosperous Asia, not...destruction and ruin!"

Yoshimatsu Kizo's voice suddenly rose a half-degree. "Where we walk, there shouldn't be withered grass or trees left behind. Instead, there should be a green that brings peace to the heart!"

So, I asked the soldiers to plant trees in China, a land with few trees.

Plant many saplings on the ground, let them thrive and make the people happy."

He paused and began to recite to himself.

Snow melts and hits the right jump 5 て, (overcomes wind, rain and snow)

The four-sided t → bow leads to dark green. (Dark green extends in all directions.)

The west wind blows with all its might,

We have the green of peace in our hearts.

"I also heard that your army is also planting trees in the controlled area," he bowed to the two commanders again, "Xiong Yang, Zheng Yang, to express my determination, I will make a fool of myself. Under the expression of watching a show on the faces of the division commander and the political commissar, Yoshimatsu Kizo, who had finished reading the poem, turned around and shouted to several Japanese soldiers who followed him, "Soldiers! Let's plant trees together.

Let us calm our troubled hearts; let us plant trees together,

To comfort the souls of our fallen soldiers and generals. Plant trees where there are few trees.

Let everyone feel happy. In mainland China, yellow sand is everywhere.

Ah, the war has made this land even more barren. We are soldiers of the Imperial Army who came here to regenerate Asia!

The singing voices were crooked and varied in tone, but they were all in unison.

Shanwei protein compressed biscuits

#Soldiers, listen carefully. What follows is crucial to your future military service. This is "protein compressed biscuits," a type of emergency military ration.

You can only use it when you can't enjoy the delicious meals cooked by the logistics department. (Hush - delicious meals? When did our Ma Run have such things? Ha!)

It comes in high-quality tin cans, a large box of 48 small cans, each weighing 12 ounces, containing 4 cookies, wrapped in waxed paper. Each cookie weighs 3 ounces - remember, in most cases, only 2 cans of cookies a day are enough to meet your energy needs to keep you going.

(In theory, in theory! Haha! Why don’t you just say that we can theoretically fight by “eating” bullets!)

The method is exactly the same as when you open a can of dough your grandma bought you at home: remove the can opener key from the buckle on the top of the package and align the opening of the key with the opening tab on the back of the can. Yes! The opening tab fits into the key, and then twists it once, twice, to tear a hole in the can: simple, isn't it?

When you are surrounded and unable to obtain logistics, you should ensure that each person does not eat more than one can of biscuits per day and drinks at least one pint (about 473 ml) of standard drinking water: biscuits are preserved in a dry state, and drinking water can make you feel more full and help your stomach digest biscuits.

(Trust me, man. If you can get a fire going—but be careful of the smoke—you can cook the biscuits and water into porridge. It's much better than muddy water and biscuits. At least the biscuits will expand enough before entering your starving, shrunken stomach, fooling you—oh, I ate a whole hell of a lunchbox of porridge.)

Soldiers, "Protein Compressed Biscuits" are typically distributed as emergency reserve rations. They are nutritious, compact, and high in calories. However, unless absolutely necessary, in most combat situations, you should not open the sealed packaging and consume the biscuits inside—even if they taste like shrimp or barbecue. There have been some unfavorable rumors recently about the ingredients in these biscuits, but I hope you will distinguish right from wrong and keep your mouth shut!

No matter what, they are your last reserve when you are in desperate situation, do you understand?!

(Well, it’s undeniable that these cookies taste really good, very delicious, and a little sweet, which is much better than the charcoal cookies baked by my unfortunate daughter. But don’t try to understand what “dried protein extract powder” in the ingredient list is. Believe me, man... Shit, son of a bitch, I remembered that damn thing again...

Back then, I was a new recruit, fighting the damn Japs on a tiny island in the Pacific Ocean filled with nothing but bird shit and mosquitoes... Ugh... One time, our supply ship was sunk by a Japs plane. Tom, yes, that's right, it was my damn, respected sergeant major who tricked me into eating this stuff for a whole month... Ugh...)

Chapter 494: Spy Shadow (18) The Instigator

To the east of the surrendered 14th Cavalry Regiment is Wuyuan in Suiyuan, which is also the territory of Fu Yisheng, the Minister of "Fu Shuili" in another time and space.

In another time and space, this former Shanxi Army general was famous for his active anti-Japanese resistance. He left his name in history for leading his troops to revolt and surrender during the War of Liberation, and promoting the peaceful liberation of the city of 1944. He also made great contributions to the country's water conservancy construction in the subsequent construction of New China. Overall, he was a national army general who was good at judging the situation and had an overall positive image.

However, at this time in 1941, in addition to his identity as the deputy commander-in-chief of the Eighth War Zone in the National Army, General Fu Yisheng still retained another background: he was a warlord.

Despite his active resistance, proactive attacks against the Japanese, and even modest gains, and despite his close ties with the Eighth Route Army, exchanging goods in trade and cooperating in battle, Fu Yisheng ultimately could not escape the limitations of his own warlord status. He viewed the army and its armed forces as his private property and the foundation of his life, prioritizing military might to secure his territory. He coveted new territories while fearing the loss of his own forces in the struggle, revealing both greed and conservatism.

Therefore, he was actually in a dilemma when it came to coordinating the Battle of Western Mengxi. Fu Yisheng felt that the Eighth Route Army's boldness in launching an attack on the Japanese cavalry group was a good thing for recovering their homeland. However, he was also afraid that the Eighth Route Army would be defeated by the Japanese reinforcements after the battle. If the Japanese attacked, he would be implicated if he got too involved and suffered a blow from the Japanese army.

Only when the Eighth Route Army occupied Lucheng did he feel a little relieved.

However, this undecided and hesitant mentality gave another force an opportunity to take advantage of the situation - the Military Control Commission, which began to actively operate in the Wuyuan area controlled by Fu Yisheng.

"You two, the situation is so clear now. Are you still not making a decision?"

An ordinary-looking man asked casually. His tone was like that of a vendor selling goods at a market stall early in the morning, so common that it would be lost in the clamor and dust of the crowd. Yet, even with this man, who seemed to be everywhere, the other two generals present did not dare to neglect him.

After all, he was a special commissioner from the Jincheng Military Control Station, and I heard it was the deputy station chief himself, which somewhat represented the "higher-ups of the higher-ups." Lu Yingao and E Yousan were standing next to him, contemplating life while looking at a cart of "lambskins" in a training ground outside Wuyuan.

Lu Yingmo remained silent, his chin resting on his hand, lost in thought. He was now the commander of Fu Yisheng's newly formed 'Provisional 39th Division.' Ever since the Shanxi-Suiyuan Army disbanded, he had taken several battalions and defected to Fu. Fu Yisheng, the former Shanxi-Suiyuan Army commander, had also reorganized his old colleague Shang Qiyu, using them as his core, gathering the scattered former Shanxi Army and slowly reorganizing them into his own new force. However, this also meant that the Provisional 39th Division, at this point completely different from Fu Yisheng's original 35th Army, could not be fully controlled by Fu Yisheng.

E Yousan, on the other hand, was far more rude, or perhaps pretended to be. He was the commander of Fu Yisheng's Fourth Guerrilla Cavalry Division, commanding several thousand steppe cavalry. While a vital mobile force within Fu's army, he was not only deeply anti-communist but also possessed a penchant for money and sex, making him an easy target. He approached without regard for his status, peeled back the lambskin, opened the small box hidden underneath, and pulled out bars of silver metal.

E Yousan carefully looked over the silver metal ingot and found the mark of the Central Bank's cloth money on it. He immediately laughed.

"Mr. Buddha, you really know what Big Brother likes. But... he put away his smile, his expression changed, "General Fu is here to fight against the Japanese and save the nation, and the one we're facing is that bearded leader of the Communist bandits. I'm afraid he won't be so easy to deal with, right?"

It is public information that General He invited Commander Fu to discuss post-war matters.

"The Communists are difficult to deal with, but are the Japanese easy to deal with?"

The Military Intelligence Bureau's special commissioner sneered, "The Eighth Route Army launched a surprise attack, catching the Japanese off guard. Now, instead of defending Lucheng, they've dared to move troops eastward to fight the Japanese invaders. That Japanese 26th Division is no easy task."

"The Japanese invaders number in the tens of thousands, armed with airplanes and artillery, and they're deployed on the plains to fight the enemy. How can the Communists possibly defeat them? Even if we could defeat them," he said with a sincere expression, as if he wasn't lying, "these two generals have fought against the Japanese before. If they could destroy an entire Japanese division, the Communists would surely suffer heavy losses themselves."

"So, what else do we need to do then? It's just a life-and-death battle between the Japanese and the Communists, and we're just here to reap the benefits." "No, this won't work," Lu Yingao suddenly interrupted. "Commander Fu has been very kind to me, and we're classmates. I can't do this..."

General Lu, you might want to think about it from a different perspective. "We're all here, and you're suddenly talking about friendship..." Special Correspondent "Mr. Fo" chuckled to himself. He said sincerely, "Actually, we're doing this for Commander Fu's sake!" "Since 1930, the Communist bandits have been expanding steadily in Suiyuan. Not only have they occupied Wuda, they've also launched campaigns in Yili League, disrupting local order and persecuting officials and gentry... Now, they've taken Lucheng. Commander Fu is surrounded by the Communist bandits on three sides. If they don't take action, are they sending him to the uninhabited wilderness to the north?"

"Don't be fooled by the Communist Party's nice words and promises of peaceful coexistence! Look at what they've done in North China. They'll devour allies at the slightest disagreement and accuse you of treason. Or they'll send political commissars into the army, corrupting the people with their Red Party's evil doctrines and coercing soldiers into collusion... When I was working in Gaojing, they even kidnapped my cat."

Mr. Fo patiently coaxed him, "General Lu, don't you know how Commander Yan and the Second War Zone were destroyed? Do you want to experience escaping at night with your personal soldiers again?" Lu Yingao's expression was stern, and he nodded seriously, as if Yan Baichuan had become a white lotus during the February Incident.

—―-——-—-

"Then, wouldn't it be impossible for us to stay in Wuyuan?" E Yousan asked, "Wouldn't it be death if we stayed here? It's just a matter of speed." He looked at the special envoy.

, waiting for a solution: giving money is useful, it is okay to go, it has become the most

Okay, that won’t work. You have to arrange a retreat as well.

What a trouble! This bunch of miscellaneous warlords! None of them are good dogs!

The "Special Correspondent" "Mr. Buddha" thought so, but his expression was as patient as a kindergarten teacher. He repeated his plan again: "General Lu, General E. The matter is actually very simple. The retreat has been properly arranged by the higher-ups."

"Now the new 31st and 32nd Divisions of the 35th Army have already gone to Guyang to assist the Eighth Route Army in the battle. Only the 101st Division remains in Wuyuan. General Lu only needs to claim that he has orders from Commander Fu and enter Wuyuan to request a rotation. If he can disarm them, that would be great. If not, he can simply tie down the 101st Division. At the summit, we will arrange for the kind-hearted and patriotic members of Commander Fu's Guard Regiment to cooperate, send telegrams, and cover up and delay the situation.

"At this point, the 101st Division, lacking precise orders, would inevitably be at a loss as to how to advance or retreat, falling into chaos. General E could then lead his cavalry to intercept Commander Fu's convoy, which was on its way to meet He Huzi, and offer his frank advice."

If Commander Fu can understand the stakes, that would be great; if not... General E can disguise himself as a Communist cavalryman and control the situation. Then, General E can send a telegram in the name of the Eighth War Zone Command, stating that the Communists are setting up a Hongmen Feast to harm Commander Fu and have ulterior motives.

He said confidently, as if the plan was flawless:

"Coupled with the New 31st and New 32nd Divisions, we'll attack Lucheng, where the Eighth Route Army is depleted, from north to south... If we succeed and Lucheng is recaptured, the Eighth Route Army's logistical supplies will be cut off. Without ammunition and logistics, how can the main force of the Eighth Route Army hold off the Japanese reinforcements? They'll naturally come knocking. Commander Fu will surely understand the good intentions behind this, and it's a roundabout way to save the country."

"Besides, even if the plan fails, our army can still seize the Yellow River supply line, hold Lucheng, and negotiate a decent deal with the Communist bandits."

The Military Control Commissioner cleared his throat, seemingly leaving a gap in the conversation. "The Chairman has made all the necessary arrangements. If this fails, Commander Fu will lead the 35th Army and other units to Qinzhou. Gentlemen, regardless of success or failure, the Gansu-Qinghai-Tibet border region is vast and vast. It's better than having a large army trapped in a deadly situation. What is there to hesitate about?"

They're instigating the Old Jin Army to seize Fu Yisheng's lair, and then instigating the cavalry to seize Fu Yisheng himself. What's the point of wearing the yellow robe? They're also asking the New 31st and New 32nd Divisions to attack us? - Even the 13th Cavalry Regiment in Guyang can't defeat us, so what can they do? What a joke, these White Army lackeys, their intelligence is several days behind, do they really think we're deaf and blind?"

At the front command post, Chief of Staff Liu Xingchang looked at the latest situation summary sent by the intelligence team and laughed in anger. The matter of fighting the Japanese was already a headache for him, and seeing such a half-hearted trick made him even more angry.

"From their reactionary perspective, it's not a problem. Their little rat eyes can only see so far! But this bald Chiang Kai-shek is very good at finding the warlords' weaknesses. Whether he succeeds or not, he will probably create a rift between us and the Eighth War Zone."

"The closest rapid-fire force we can mobilize is the Daqingshan Cavalry Regiment. The Air Force can also be deployed. Commander, do we need to..."

"Ah! I think that's totally unnecessary. The central government's policy has always been clear: unite all forces that can be united, fight against the stubborn and puppet troops, and eliminate the Japanese invaders. If he comes to meet us, the cavalry regiment can go ahead to greet them and welcome them."

He narrowed his eyes, his optimistic smile playing. He was well aware, even overly so, of the warlords' weaknesses: expanding territory and manpower was the opium they couldn't quit. The commander wouldn't necessarily refuse this "yellow robe" offer!

"If Commander Fu can see the situation clearly and isn't relying on any luck, we can accept his request and help him find the right path." He Laoshi's thick lips beneath his mustache slowly opened, and the air of a veteran of the Xinhai Revolution emanated from him. He didn't continue with the other situation, but instead recited a line of poetry.

"The eldest son is hoeing beans on the east side of the creek, and the middle son is weaving a chicken coop

Chapter 495: Party and State Considerations

Perhaps because the Eighth Route Army moved too quickly, Guofu didn't react much during this campaign. Not counting the subsequent liquidation, the campaign lasted roughly five days, and the torrential downpour of attacks didn't give Guofu's propaganda agencies much time to react.

Compared to the Communists, who had already prepared and drafted their drafts, the reaction of the preserved fruit was like a bunch of cutting-edge browsers gathered for a meeting. They waited until everyone else had shouted half of the slogan before starting the first one. "18GA Launches Attack on Lucheng, Further Battle Details Unknown" - At this time, the Eighth Route Army was probably attacking Jining. The last battalion of the 11th Regiment of the 26th Division in Jining was confusedly consuming its artillery shells.

The 26th Division left its base, and the 18GA may encounter a strong enemy. At this time, the Eighth Route Army was probably collecting the bodies of the 51st Division (formerly the 2nd Independent Mixed Division). After experiencing an air raid and losing almost all of its heavy equipment, the Japanese soldiers whose rear was raided in the clouds had low morale and their resistance was very weak.

After that, all kinds of news were flying around.

There were huge discrepancies between the battle situation in major and minor newspapers. Some reported that the Eighth Route Army was being fiercely attacked by the 26th Division and could only rely on its positions to resist, using its flesh and blood to resist the Japanese armored artillery. Others said that the Eighth Route Army and the Japanese were evenly matched and that the Japanese had already deployed their last reserve, the 51st Division. Still others reported that the Eighth Route Army had won a resounding victory and was currently mopping up the remaining enemy forces in the mountain valleys.

Aside from the local Xinhua Daily, which continued to publish news daily, the Eighth Route Army's media presence in the Kuomintang-controlled areas began to become highly "quantized," fraught with uncertainty and uncertainty, oscillating between decisive victories, stalemates, and crushing defeats. This rapid pace of change left the media throughout the Kuomintang-controlled areas unsure of what to say, forcing them to focus on the events unfolding in Wuyuan, Suiyuan Province.

To be honest, Chiang Kai-shek was not very good at fighting the Japanese, but he was extremely skilled in dealing with the warlords.

This operation, orchestrated by the Military and Unified Commanders (JTC), under Chiang Kai-shek's direction, achieved unprecedented success against Japan. To facilitate this operation, the JTC not only activated several covert lines but also mobilized personnel planted in advance by Fu Yisheng's personal guard regiment to ensure the smooth execution of the plan.

Fu Yicheng, who was originally going to discuss the future governance of Suiyuan Province with General He, became the most unlucky person. He was stopped by his own cavalry on the way and could not access the radio.

But the telegram borrowing his name was sent at the right time and eventually led to

The chaos in the 101st Division and the unusual movements of the new 31st and 32nd Divisions.

The 101st Division was almost surrounded by the 39th Temporary Division composed of the old Shanxi Army and the 5th Temporary Security Brigade, and a standoff broke out; the new 31st and 32nd Divisions confronted the Eighth Route Army under the command of erroneous orders; even Fu Yisheng's own guard regiment was split, and a situation of confrontation between two groups occurred.

This put Fu Yisheng in a difficult position, leaving him caught between a rock and a hard place. Many newspapers analyzed that no matter the outcome, Fu's army would be divided, worsening relations with the Eighth Route Army. Chiang Kai-shek, upon seeing this, gleefully declared to others that the Mongolian garrison should mobilize all its forces to come to the rescue. Once the Eighth Route Army and the Japanese were both defeated, not only would the Eighth Route Army's problems in Suiyuan be resolved, but Fu's miscellaneous forces would also be dealt with simultaneously, effectively killing two birds with one stone.

As for Fu Yisheng himself, all we have to do is give him a new territory name, and there will be no need to worry about him not taking the bait or being fooled.

Just then, the Xinhua Daily suddenly published a front-page report on the Battle of Suiyuan. The report explained that the Eighth Route Army, with over 10 troops and only about 2 casualties, had annihilated 7 Japanese troops, essentially wiping out the garrison troops in Mongolia and the puppet Mongolian army, securing victory in the battle. The report commented that the Eighth Route Army had launched a counterattack against Japan, representing a shift from strategic stalemate to strategic counterattack. The report also called on the people of China to unite behind the Anti-Japanese National United Front, working together to quickly recover lost territory and expel the Japanese invaders.

Now, newspapers across the Kuomintang-controlled areas were practically silent. While the masses rejoiced and held numerous spontaneous celebrations, most newspapers remained silent, unsure what to say. There was no other way; the destruction of three division-sized forces in five days was simply too terrifying.

It was not until a few days later that the "Sweeping Newspaper", a relatively high-level newspaper in the party and government, dryly published an article congratulating the 18th Army on its victory in the battle and its crushing defeat of the Japanese invaders. Only then did other media slowly follow up and report on the matter - of course, newspapers like the "Central Daily News" would not say anything.

How do you say this?

"My dear Party and state supporters, what do you think? If the Communist forces attacking Japan were transferred to Gaojing to attack our Chencang and Jincheng, or if they were to advance eastward to Taolin Pass to capture Luoyi, southward to attack Nanzheng, and then enter Sichuan and Chongqing—would our army be able to resist?"

Inside the Yunxiu Tower in the mountain city, Chiang Kai-shek sat in a chair and asked questions. He leaned back slightly, his hands gripping the armrests and crutches. Chang's good mood from the previous few days had vanished. He was aggressive and inexplicably nervous.

The group stood there, looking at each other, unsure what to say. The First Division of the Aide-de-Campus was indeed in charge of military affairs and military orders, and most of the people standing there had attended military academies and had some military experience—but how do you expect us to answer, old man?

According to the Communist Party, 100,000 troops defeated 70,000 Japanese devils, so it can be converted into 100,000 Japanese troops to fight against the National Army, right? Now in front of Xingcheng, the Japanese 11th Army has almost 100,000 troops. These Japanese devils have to be barely fought by the Ninth War Zone with more than 300,000 people, and they are still fighting a defensive battle relying on the terrain of mountains and rivers and fortifications.

But where can the Communist Party put so many troops on the front line now? Are you counting on the newly appointed and "happily married" Hu Qinzhai to create some miracles and achieve some achievements? Or are you counting on the officers of the Huangpu Branch School and the few cavalrymen of the Tianshui Camp to stop the tanks of the Eighth Route Army? Or are you counting on Li Jifu of the Second Army of the "Soviet-equipped Attack Army" to hold Nanzheng to the death?

We can't just say something like "President, if the Communist Party really wants to attack, then there's no hope, just wait for death"... Several young and old-timers looked around and finally all gathered around He Yaozu, the director of the attendant's office.

He Yaozu really wanted to roll his eyes and complain, "Our main goal is to let the Communist Party feel our determination to protect the mountain city," but senior social animals can't do that.

He cleared his throat, organized his words, and quickly improvised a report: "President, the Communist Party's attack on Suiyuan was far beyond its actual combat capability. It relied on external forces and could not last long.