sbdcsierra Chapter 1191 To have a reputation, first you must live.
Chapter 1191 To have a reputation, first you must live.
It's all over, what else do you want to do?
Are you planning to take action against the Northern Soviet Union?
"Old Zhou, we lost more than two thousand men this time. I know you're not happy about it, but you've seen the problem too. With our capabilities, we're at a significant disadvantage without enough tanks and aircraft to provide cover."
Takeshita Shunya nodded in agreement with Fang Shengli: "Old Zhou, the time is not right. If we are going to fight, we should at least wait until they are beaten to a pulp and have no ability to cope. Now is not a good time."
Zhou Weiguo, who had just lit a cigarette, glanced at the group and frowned. "What are you talking about? I never said we were going to attack."
If this isn't an attack, then what are you trying to do?
"What should we do with the weapons and equipment?"
This time, we captured the weapons and equipment of an entire enemy division. Should we take them back, or leave them here for the Northwest Army?
This is a problem he needs to consider.
"I think we should leave them behind. The Northwest Army suffered greater losses than us this time. Moreover, tanks are very fuel-consuming, and we can't afford to waste our fuel on them. Leaving them behind is also for future use against the Soviet Union. As for artillery, I personally think we can take some with us, but we should also leave some for the enemy."
Xiao Ya's suggestion made Zhou Weiguo nod; "I think we should just contact Xi'an and ask them about the next steps of my independent brigade, whether we need to withdraw."
Xi'an City.
Little Zhuge had just finished lunch not long ago.
Khabayev then handed him the telegram.
"What do you think?" Little Zhuge asked.
Khabayev has been building an intelligence system based on the template from the Second Division, but Little Zhuge is more ambitious: he doesn't monitor the military.
He knew very well how much hatred there was in the army. His department was mainly responsible for reconnaissance of the enemy or the situation outside.
Whether or not layoffs will be necessary in the future depends on the situation at that time.
"Our oil supply is still insufficient. Bringing these tanks back from so far away is not cost-effective. It would be better to leave them for the Northwest Army, which would also be a way of giving General Ma face. As for the heavy artillery, I think we can leave it as well, since we will be able to use it in the future..."
They will definitely send troops from that direction.
Little Zhuge leaned back in his chair; "Yes, we still don't have enough oil. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to negotiate with them this time, and we wouldn't have said that what we wanted was oil, not anything else."
"So, what does the general mean?"
"Report it to the General Staff. Let them decide. If these tanks are really brought back, that's his old man's problem, it has nothing to do with me."
Just as he finished speaking, the phone next to him rang, and Khabayev answered it.
"Sir, the security detail called and said there's a man from the East outside who's looking for you."
East?
"Isn't that Tokyo?" Little Zhuge stood up. "Let him come to the study."
This was the first time the butler had met Zhanjiang, a city renowned for its mountainous landscape.
He didn't dare show his true face along the way; he disguised himself.
Upon seeing the young Zhuge Liang, he pulled off his beard and gave a solemn military salute.
"you are?"
Little Zhuge really doesn't recognize this person.
“General, this old servant is Prince Asaka’s steward. I have been ordered to come here to inform you of the Empire’s possible plans and the problems it faces.”
Looking for me?
They're probably looking for him. No wonder he's the butler; his way of speaking is truly exceptional.
Little Zhuge, without changing his expression, watched for a while and then asked, "Tell me, what's going on?"
He thought for a moment and explained, "He estimates he won't be back for a few days."
Unless there's an emergency, he wouldn't have used a transport plane to specifically bring Zhou Weiguo over from northern Gansu. Besides, those weapons and equipment also needed to be handled by someone.
My heart aches. My heart truly aches.
Tanks were deployed, artillery was taken out, but only some trucks were left behind. As for weaponry, not a single machine gun was left.
Sitting on a bench, Ono watched as truckloads of military supplies were towed away, and as the tanks wobbled away, he clutched his chest in frustration and said to Chen Ning beside him.
"Chen Ning, my heart has turned cold."
Money, all of this is money! If he were to sell it, he believed that many people would come to buy it.
But Zhou Weiguo gave all of these away.
Ono felt sorry for him, but Chen Ning offered her indifferent comfort.
"Director, out with the old, in with the new, why bother with these things? It's not worth it."
The more I talked about it, the more heartbroken I became.
Ono took a deep breath, and just then he saw Xiao Ya arrive. He jogged over to Xiao Ya and said, "Can't you leave some behind?"
"Keep it, or oil will be more expensive."
A decisive goal.
Ono didn't dare say a word.
Oil is his Achilles' heel.
Zhou Weiguo was meeting with several division commanders who had participated in the battle in the room.
Although they suffered losses in manpower after this battle, their weaponry underwent a major transformation, with tanks and heavy artillery being added to their arsenal.
"Although the battle is over, it is only temporary. I think we will have another battle with them in the future."
After handing out cigarettes, Zhou Weiguo looked at the group and said, "You might be the vanguard in the future. Now that I've given you the weapons and equipment, you need to intensify your training. I think we'll have another chance to cooperate. I can't guarantee anything else, but I can guarantee that in the next battle, I will make you famous throughout history."
Several division commanders chuckled foolishly.
This time, they were the ones who benefited.
They not only divided up the strength of an entire division, but also acquired a considerable amount of heavy weaponry.
Tanks—something they never even dared to dream of before—but this time, they have them.
"Alright, we're leaving now. We'll leave things here to you. You all know a thing or two about the North Soviet Army's tactics, so train accordingly. This will help you get ahead quickly in the future, since the forces involved in the offensive won't be just this small number."
The battle at that time will likely involve several army corps.
Given the uneven quality of the troops, it depends on who can quickly stand out and excel.
"General, rest assured, we will train every day and strive to reach a point where we can fight the Soviet Union as soon as possible."
Elite is elite.
Their arrogance and spirit were completely shattered in one battle.
But the independent brigade was chasing after others, and they had to admit that they still had a lot to learn.
If they want to gain more in the next battle, they can only improve their abilities.
Only by improving themselves could they survive the enemy's overwhelming barrage of fire.
The prerequisite for gaining fame is that they must be alive.