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283 difficult choices

283 Difficult Choices (Middle)

"Fire!" Guo Fuchen raised his hand high and chopped it down fiercely! ......

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The huge explosion suddenly pressed down like a wall, and a row of shells crossed the head, blowing up a row of fire in the depth behind the position. The Beiyang soldiers who were just repairing the trenches and positions suddenly made a mess.

The officers of the Beiyang Army tried their best to maintain the order of the army. The hurried soldiers threw away the shovels in their hands and crawled into the trenches.

With a sad scream, another row of shells bombarded. Although it was a little close this time, the shells fell in front of the position.

In the firelight of the explosion, the deer forts that had just been reinforced and the already dilapidated barbed wire were once again blown into pieces. The sky is full of mud.

"The most powerful round is coming."

Zhou Pi, who was sitting in the trench with his eyes closed, smiled at the skin beside him.

A tearing sound like a ghost roar suddenly came from the top of their heads. When the Beiyang army soldiers running around the trenches heard the sad scream, they all fell to the ground in a hurry.

Lying on the trench wall and peeping at the black skin of the 'fireworks' blooming in front of the position was kicked over by Zhou Pei: "I want to die."

Zhou Pipi's words were annihilated by a huge explosion before they landed.

Boom, a series of loud noises sounded around him, as if there was a thunder in his ear. Zhou Papi only felt a buzz in his head, and there was a noise like 'hundreds of birds facing phoenixes' in his ears.

And as the smoke mixed with the air spread away, Zhou Pi felt as if he was sitting on a huge drum skin.

Everything around is trembling! Including the courage of Beiyang soldiers!

is a round of shelling. Everyone in the whole Beiyang Army position felt that they had just come back from the front of the Hall of the King of Fire, and it was just this round of shelling. The shells of the 'bandit army' almost cultivated the position of the whole line of defense.

"The cannonballs of the poor guys are so fucking accurate." He spit out his mouth full of sand.

It was just a busy trench, but at this time it was already a dead silence. There were bursts of coarse sacks, ammunition wooden boxes and wooden blocks that were blown up to fill the fortifications. And the deer forts and pointed stakes nailed in front of the position were blown everywhere, and the whole position was still completely unreliable.

Whew, with a harsh scream, is the beginning of another round of shelling. Piles of shells fell down one after another with the screaming sound of rubbing when cutting through the air. Boom, the loud explosion sounded one after another, as if Grandpa Lei was beating his big drum desperately. The earth is trembling. The scorched earth on the position was overturned by the air waves, and then it was crushed and sprinkled.

Xia Lei's rolling gunfire kept hitting the earth, and a ball of fire rose, and the red and black smoke covered the morning sun, and there were thick black smoke columns everywhere.

There was a solid shell at the corner of the trench, and three or four brothers disappeared in the fire in the blink of an eye. It's not an exaggeration at all. Zhou Baki clearly saw the dazzling scarlet that suddenly burst in the firelight. It's like a bloody fog.

There was a sea of burning fire everywhere, and the charred smell of the charred wood and broken trees made Zhou Pi feel suffocating. What's more, the air with this smoke is full of a strong smell of blood.

The company bunker in row 1 was directly hit by a cannonball, and most of the company was suddenly knocked off. Most people, including the company commander, became flesh and blood in a blink of an eye.

......

Guo Fuchen, a guy, not only punched Sun Chuanfang in a desperate situation, but also made the besieged Beiyang army.

When the Beiyang army was not smooth in Wanjialing, Sun Chuanfang's relationship with Meng Zhaoyue, the commander of the 13th Division, was deteriorating day by day. Due to Sun Chuanfang's casualty attack, Meng Zhaoyue's army suffered heavy casualties. By now, it has been reduced to 3,000.

Although the combat effectiveness of Meng Zhaoyue's troops has been seriously weakened, Sun Chuanfang still insists on a reckless attack. In view of the serious casualties, Meng Zhaoyue protested, but Sun Chuanfang coldly drove the soldiers to the battlefield.

At night, Sun Chuanfang ordered Meng Zhaoyue to prepare for a final full-scale attack.

"What?" Meng Zhaoyue was very shocked.

"As long as we live, we can attack!" Sun Chuanfang shouted.

Meng Zhaoyue protested loudly and said, "Brothers are tired and hungry. They have almost no ammunition."

"This is not my order, but the order of the president!" Sun Chuanfang ordered Meng Zhaoyue: "You, summon all the injured and hungry soldiers to attack the "bandits" as human bombs."

"But, Marshal Sun, we have lost this war." Meng Zhaoyue looked at the crazy Sun Chuanfang and said, "Li Madman's plane sprinkled leaflets over us every day. The news of landing at the mouth of the lake finally spread among the army, and the morale of the army was low. Please don't waste your brothers' lives anymore. We have lost!"

"If you don't obey my orders," Sun Chuanfang shouted, "You know what will happen if you disobey the order of the president."

"All I know is that if I fight, my end will be miserable!" Meng Zhaoyue also roared.

Sun Chuanfang said, "You are a Kuomintang spy..."

Then pull out the gun and shoot at Meng Zhaoyue. But Meng Zhaoyue was faster than him. He shot Sun Chuanfang in the arm.

Meng Zhaoyue ran out in a hurry, and then he ordered all the remaining troops to retreat.

In the field hospital of the Beiyang Army, Sun Chuanfang, who was lying sick**, woke up and listened to the adjutant's report. She was so angry that she smashed the water cup in her hand on the ground and jumped like

He roared loudly, "Meng Zhaoyue, Meng Zhaoyue, you are an asshole who is not enough and has more than enough to fail. Let you attack and you can't attack, and now you run away with your troops. You have messed up my overall plan.

Sun Chuanfang's face turned red, and the blue veins on her neck jumped. Her eyes stared as if she were going to eat people. She asked loudly, "Where did Meng Zhaoyue go now? Who knows?"

"I have retreated from Luo Village."

"Son of a bitch, run fast. If this kind of shameless coward is not punished, what about this battle?

"

After thinking about it, Sun Chuanfang stood up and ordered, "To generate electricity and send emergency electricity to the Supreme Command Department of the Presidential Palace of Beijing. Zhaoyue, the commander of Cha Meng, was greedy and afraid of death. He cringeed and refused to carry out the offensive order, which led to the bankruptcy of the plan to encircle and annihilate Guo Fuchen in Wanjialing and disrupted the whole plan of our Nanxun Theater. If this kind of despicable performance is not punished, it will disturb the hearts of the soldiers on the front line and cause great harm to the overall situation of the Anti-Japanese War. I hope the department will investigate. Sun Chuanfang knocked. Noon. Print."

After the statement, Sun Chuanfang collapsed on the chair.

Wanjialing encirclement and annihilation will go bankrupt, and the defense of the entire Nanxun Line will soon go bankrupt.

At this time, he felt a burst of nausea and wanted to vomit. I didn't dare to close my eyes for a few days and nights. At this moment, with the collapse of the mental defense line, fatigue hit him. He fell asleep in his chair.

In his sleep, he saw a machine gun of the "bandit army" spewing fire, and a team of Beiyang soldiers fell under the wall. On the wall, the madman Li smiled ferociously. Unconsciously, a drop of turbid tears surged up the corners of his eyes.

......

When the news that the National Revolutionary Army broke through the Nanxun Line reached Beijing, Yuan Shikai was holding a banquet to entertain the British Ambassador to China Zhu Erdian, and the banquet was held in full of wine.

When Jiang Baili, the Counselor of the Supreme Command of the Presidential Palace, took the front-line telegram and sent the telegram to Yuan Shikai through the forest path by the flower bed. It was already the beginning of the lanterns, at the time when the lights were intertwined.

Yuan Shikai wiped his lips with a napkin, but he still carried ivory chopsticks and let Zhu Andian.

"Please, please!"

Yuan Shikai didn't think so on the surface, but he thought in his heart: There must be good news from Wanjialing! He tried his best in Wanjialing and was waiting for this good news.

The Beiyang Army in the Nanxun Theater Command besieged a whole reinforcement regiment of the "bandit army" in De'an. The enemy and the guerrillas were more than 10,000 people. As soon as the news that General Sun was leading his troops to encircle and annihilate it, it caused a sensation in the whole capital. On that day, major newspapers in the north rushed to report and exaggerate. The imaginative reporter even issued a check for the victory on the front line in advance. The Supreme Command of the Presidential Palace and the Beiyang Army Department neither acknowledged or denied this, but kept silent. They were more concerned and anxious about the fact that the war on the De'an front could cash the check.

The news is covered with a mysterious veil, and the more mysterious it spreads, the farther it spreads. Some people in mainland big cities such as Tianjin, Shanghai and Qingdao have begun to wish for victory again. Even in the United States, the United Kingdom, Hong Kong and other places, unconfirmed news has spread.

Yuan Shikai didn't know how proud he was.

Yuan Shikai pretended to be careless and said to Jiang Baili, "What's the telegram?"

Jiang Baili bit Yuan Shikai's ear and told him, "The 'bandit army' has passed Nanxun, and tens of thousands of troops have been driven to the city of De'an."

Yuan Shikai was shocked, and the ivory chopsticks fell on the table with a bang.

Although Jiang Baili lowered his voice, Yuan Shikai heard it like a thunderbolt and didn't say anything for a long time. He sat down for a long time. After a long time, he stretched out his dry fingers and handed the front-line war report to Zhu Andian.

"Oh!" As soon as Zhu Andian read a few sentences, he exclaimed.

This old China, which is usually gentle and elegant, has the style of oriental scholars, contrary to the usual elegant demeanor. I only heard him say, "This is simply an amazing event! This is by no means a good sign."

Yuan Shikai and the military and political officials of the Beiyang Army looked at each other in con'sinuation, and no one dared to interrupt.

In the Royal Garden in front of Zhongnanhai in Yuan Shikai's Presidential Palace, it suddenly became cold like a cemetery...

"The Nanxun defense line has been broken, and the Machino defense line in the east has been broken!" Zhu Andian put down his ivory chopsticks and then said, "The banking group of the five countries supports the government of Beiyang with an average of 30 million silver dollars and 15 million yuan of political expenses every month... Because of this government and the army itself, it seems that the future is bleak. If the Machino in the East is broken, Nanchang can't defend it... No matter how strong the defense line is, it is just a shield. The corrupt army can't become a sharp sword! ......”

Yuan Shikai tried his best to hide his fear and embarrassment, and said, "Mr. Ambassador, don't worry, the broken line of the Nanxun defense does not mean that the 'bandit army' is strong, but the negligence of my senior commander has been lured by the 'bandit army'. I will personally command the counterattack..."

"No, no, no..." Zhu Andian shook his head repeatedly and said, "In the face of the situation that there is no hope of re-establishing the defense line, you must order the whole line to retreat near Anqing. You have lost. You have to accept our mediation now, or you will lose all our support.

After Yuan Shikai sent Zhu Andian away, he issued an order to retreat.

Yuan Shikai's painful mood when he issued the retreat order is conceivable, because only half a year ago, the prospect of eliminating all the forces against him seemed to be very clear. At that time, no one believed in the loss of fighting spirit, and the revolutionary troops that the leaders were exiled overseas would escape from death, even if there was a madman in An'e District. Continuous support.