Chapter 90 Defend the Yellow River

"The wind is roaring, the horse is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring..." A group of students from Shanghai walked across Nanjing Road with various slogans.

"Whose song is this?"

As soon as Yang Bo got off the ship, he heard a student singing this exciting song. After listening to it, he became interested. As he kept walking, he heard more and more times. He couldn't help but ask Chen Guan who was accompanying him.

"The song that the vanguard army played on the radio yesterday morning. I heard it was written by their division commander. It was very good!" Chen Guan said, as soon as the song was played, he had found out clearly that day.

"Vanguard Army?" Yang Bo was a little surprised. He often paid attention to domestic news. When did a vanguard army come out?

"This vanguard army has only emerged not long ago. I heard that it was a local militia before. Because it made great contributions when it was in Nanjing, it had just been converted into a regular army, and the 41st Division was given to them."

"Nanjing!" Yang Bo felt a burst of pain when he heard these two words. It was in the United States that he resolutely gave up his studies and rushed back to China.

Chen Guan, who knew the reason for his return, also accompanied Yang Bo for a moment of silence. The pain in Nanjing is in the hearts of every Chinese person for a long time.

"What great achievements did they make?" Yang Bo was also very curious. How strong is a local militia group? It suddenly became a regular division. The army organization has always been very sensitive, so how can it be given a regular division so easily?

"Have you heard of Nanjing's rescue operation?" Chen Guan asked with some emotion.

"Yeah, I know!" Yang Bo nodded. Nanjing People Saving Operation said that people in the United States planned to write the story into a novel, and they also planned to broadcast it on the radio.

"Actually, they might have done it!" Chen Guan said in a low voice.

"They?" Yang Bo was shocked. It was not something that ordinary team could do when rescued so many people under the tight Japanese defense. The Bridge of Miracle, which was amazing, was not something that ordinary people could do.

"A militia?" He was a little disbelief.

"A militia is stronger than a brigade of the Central Army, or even a division! Do you know that they won a big victory by the Yellow River a few days ago?" Chen Guan curled his lips.

"What big victory?"

"A few days ago, the Japanese rushed across the Yellow River, but Han Fuju left the city and ran away. A group of people stood on the edge of the Yellow River, and finally wiped out all the Japanese who came here!" Chen Guan gestured an exaggerated gesture, "Some people don't believe it. When they went to the reporter, they saw the bodies of the Japanese who had not yet been buried. There were more than two thousand! How many people were destroyed by a division of the Central Army?"

Chen Guan said happily and said casually: "Why are the Japanese corpses buried him? I just burned him with fire. No, I will feed them to the dogs!" What he didn't know was that Meng Xiang was not buried. After interviewing and promoting the reporter, he directly transported him to the base for recycling.

Waste is shameful, and the Japanese corpses are also easy to pollute the environment!

"How many people do they have? How were the casualties in this battle?" Yang Bo asked. He knew that Chen Guan had always been well-informed with the help of his family's power.

"It's not clear how many people are, but this time they are just on par with the Japanese! Very powerful! If we were to fight one by one, there would be no one in the Japanese country. Alas, it would be good if ten people fought one by one!" Chen Guan couldn't help but sighed. Since the war began, the proportion of casualties was too large. During the Battle of Songhu, he saw with his own eyes that the entire division was filled in and the Japanese had been killed, and more than 300 people died.

"Defend the Yellow River! Defend North China! Defend the whole of China!" After passing a street garden, a student was standing on a high platform and shouting loudly. A few classic sentences in the song "Defend the Yellow River" were used as slogans!

"It's hard to defend the Yellow River! One division will definitely not be able to defend. There are several divisions on the opposite side!" Yang Bo couldn't help but sigh.

Before Chen Guan could sigh, the student shouted again: "Go to Jinan to join the Pioneer Army and defend the Mother River!" The shouts gradually became sparse as the car went away, but the words that fell at the rear of the car silenced Chen Guan for a moment.

"Fuchen, do you want to go to Jinan to have a look?" Chen Guan asked suddenly, which made Yang Bo, who had been thinking, stunned for a moment.

"I want to go and see it!" Chen Guan said with a depressed expression.

"It's a pity that you have studied the navy for five years, but it's useless!" Yang Bo suddenly sighed, "This old-fashioned rule in China is really ridiculous. If the surname Chen is not allowed to get on the ship?"

Chen Guan touched the corner of his mouth and forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, it's just that my family members don't let me go to sea!"

Yang Bo remained silent.

"Whether you go or not, I'm planning to go!" Chen Guan asked with a smile, patted Yang Bo on the shoulder.

"Extra! Extra! Yesterday, the three Japanese invaders crossed the Yellow River, and the vanguard army resisted tenaciously!" An eleven or two-year-old newspaper boy outside the car shouted loudly.

"Stop!" Yang Bo called out to the driver in front, got out of the car, and quickly walked to the newspaper boy. When the newspaper boy saw someone coming, he quickly took out a new newspaper from his pocket and handed it over. Yang Bo took the newspaper and handed it over.

"Sir, this money is too big, I can't find it!" The newspaper boy pinched a corner of the banknote, looked embarrassed, and was barefoot, twisting his toes uneasy.

"No need to look for it!" Yang Bo looked at the newspaper boy and waved his hand. He had just come to China and the coins he exchanged were not too small in value. The one he had just now was the smallest one.

Yang Bo returned to the car with a deep thanks from the boy behind him, raised the newspaper in his hand and said, "I'm fighting! Are you still going?"

"What do you think?" Chen Guan smiled and raised his right hand and shook it.

"Go together!" Yang Bo and Chen Guan said with a smile.

At this time, Meng Xiangzheng was in a heavy mood and listened to the continuous explanation of Shu Er in the temporary command center. Tang Yaoshi's paper fan was still shaking, but the frequency of shaking was much faster. Fan Zhong was commanding a group of combat staff to constantly move small flags representing different meanings on his newly made sand table.

"The situation is not very good!" Fan Zhong turned around and said to Meng Xiang, "Because the reconnaissance planes discovered it in time, the first regiment cooperated with the chariot battalion to block the breakthrough of the East Road; the Sixth regiment was blocking the Japanese army passing by the river in the middle, and the artillery battalion was rushing to support it, and there was no big problem; the Third regiment was guarding the Nakadao brigade that had crossed the river earlier, and they had no abnormal movements at present; only the Fourth and Fifth regiments defended the West Road were hit by fierce artillery fire, and the Japanese planes were mostly concentrated on this road, which was a bit tight."

Although the newly compiled 41st Division was recognized as a Class C division, Meng Xiang ignored it directly and expanded three brigades in an instant.

Given that the three-three system in later generations was the most popular, Meng Xiang also adopted the three-three system standard after hesitation.

In this way, there were nine regiments in the initial arrangement of a division. Except for the two new regiments who were conducting primary training and the second regiment was in the city of Jiewei Jinan, six regiments that were dissatisfied with half of the organization were sent to the front line of the Yellow River. Except for the seventh regiment, which was a reserve, waiting near Jinan, the other regiments had already entered the battle, and the main force was still the Cloning Corps.

The security regiment has been incorporated into the 41st Division, but it was too late to reorganize it in a hurry. Meng Xiang was only thinking about letting the clone soldiers play a backbone role. Except for the 6th regiment, everyone else was scattered into various regiments. Fan Zong had some objections to this, believing that it might lead to the original team losing tacit understanding and cooperation. But Meng Xiang was very decisive this time, and all the discomforts should be slowly adjusted in the battle!

The battles behind will only be more intense, and now it is still mainly cloned soldiers, which is a good time to run in.

"What do you think?" Meng Xiang turned to ask the staff officer Wei Hanchao and said.

After a period of observation and confirming that Wei Hanchao's identity was correct, Meng Xiang transferred him to the division headquarters as an operational staff member. Meng Xiang was also a little curious about this Wei Hanchao that made him remember deeply. His identity was a bit unusual, and he actually learned the art of emperors. While Meng Xiang was funny, he was also moved by his keen strategic consciousness.

"Passively being beaten will only fail!"
Chapter completed!