The First Department of National Martyrs' Lonely City Blood War Chapter 39 My Territory (Collect It)

  (Today's second update, seeking collection, votes and clicks)

  Song Yu-Hang had been day and night, eagerly awaiting the order that finally arrived. All officers were promoted one rank, soldiers two ranks, with each person receiving 80 to 20 taels of silver. Next was a shower of medals, Song Yu-Hang holding his appointment in a daze, how could he have only been promoted one rank? Colonel Regimental Commander? Moreover, there was no mention of the specific personnel arrangements for the Second Hundred Division?

  Song Yu-Hang cursed those petty-minded old men in the Military Affairs Department of Chongqing, who were sitting at their desks with hemorrhoids. I was born and died with Tōgū for dozens of days, and finally brought back a cryptic department for you, but only promoted me to colonel? The medal that Tōgū parachuted to me is probably now lying in some Japanese officer's collection!

  I estimate that Song Yu Hang, who can at least mix with a few lieutenant generals, is now hated to death by the Military Affairs Department. How come when I die, I'm given a lieutenant general title, but if I survive a great disaster, I'm only given a colonel title? The difference between these two is really too big!

  In Song Yu-Hang's memory, as a direct descendant of the imperial family like him, even without any military achievements, his promotion speed was like taking an airplane. Before the Battle of Songhu, Song Zi-Wen had already helped him get the position of Deputy Chief of Staff of the 38th Division, so how could he have only been promoted to Colonel after the bloody battle? Is there really no justice in this world?!

  Song Yuhang couldn't figure out the reason no matter how hard he thought, but what he didn't know was that the Military Affairs Department originally wanted to directly promote him to Major General, but it was vetoed by Chairman Chiang. 'Knowing people and using them well' - Chairman Chiang believed that Song Yuhang should not be promoted too quickly, as his seniority was too shallow and he was too young. Otherwise, considering his age, after fighting a few big battles, it would be hard to find a position for him. Young people need more training, after all.

  Chiang's kindness and good intentions were what Song Yu Hang could not accept at this moment. In fact, Song Yu Hang was not an official fanatic either. What he needed was a status and a title. Rather than going to another unit as a tail, it would be better to take over the current second hundred divisions that no one wanted. Although there were only more than 2,000 people in the second hundred divisions at this moment, these people had all gone through the strict baptism and test of war.

  Each of them was a tough guy who crawled out of the pile of dead men. Such a large amount of precious wealth, Song Yu Hang really couldn't bear to let go. In the dozen or so days and nights of defending Tonggu, Song Yu Hang developed an inseparable feeling for the 200th Division. Especially during the breakout, he led by example and took the rear guard for the whole team, and finally miraculously survived and escaped from the occupied area! Also left a deep impression on the officers and soldiers of the 200th Division.

  Song Yu-Hang is now the most reliable officer recognized by the soldiers of the 200th Division. Following Officer Song is reassuring! Most of those who spoke out for Song Yu-Hang this time were officers and men from the same 200th Division who broke through the siege together.

  Unfortunately, Song Yu Hang is only a colonel at this moment. To take over the 200th Division, he must be at least a major general!

  "How come promotion is so difficult?" Song Yuhang gloomily touched his own epaulette.

  Apart from visiting the hospital every day to see the wounded soldiers of the 200th Division, Song Yuhang went most often to Du Yuming's command post. As for Chongqing's stinginess in treating meritorious officials this time, Du Yuming was also indignant and felt somewhat embarrassed to meet Song Yuhang.

  After two days of arduous waiting, Chongqing finally had a response. The problem of the 200th Division that Du Yuming had been worried about also had a solution, but the situation was not as expected by everyone.

  Song Yu-Hang was appointed as the Colonel and Commander of the 200th Mechanized Regiment after its reorganization, with Choi Ji-Jun as Deputy Commander (wounded in battle), Qian Jun as Chief of Staff (wounded in battle), and Luo Jia-Xiang as Director of the Political Department (en route from the mainland).

  He had just read the beginning, and Du Yuming took a cold breath. What kind of troops were these? Wounded soldiers gathering in large numbers? Continuing to read on, when he saw the organization of the 200th Division, Du Yuming was stunned on the spot!

  Song Yuhang and Du Yuming were equally shocked at the beginning. Most of the people assigned to him were what he had asked for, and many were promoted three levels at once.

  Apart from him, all the team leaders are currently injured, which means that the heavy responsibility of the whole team will be on his own shoulders.

  When he saw the uniform, Song Yu Hang smiled, smiling very brightly and happily, because this was not a standard uniform, but one specially tailored for him by Chairman.

  The newly formed 200th Mechanized Brigade will have two tank battalions, one armored reconnaissance battalion, two motorized cavalry battalions, one 105mm howitzer battalion (seven companies), one replenishment battalion, one armored defense artillery company, one engineer company, one chemical defense company, one air defense company, one transportation company, and a brigade direct guard company.

  All troops will be fully organized in the first-class reinforced mode, with the largest handwriting being directly supplemented by 2,000 student soldiers and 300 Whampoa Military Academy graduates, plus the remnants of the original 200th Division, and the insufficient personnel will be supplemented by old soldiers from other troops.

  Du Yuming and Song Yunhou were both calculating the strength and combat effectiveness of this special 200th Division!

  "Good grief! More than 8,000 cavalrymen! More than two small traveler's places combined! It's a whole division! They had to hang the name of an A-type brigade on it." Du Yuming cursed under his breath after reading the organization chart, thinking that the old man from Chongqing was being extremely biased, creating such a monstrous unit. If they were truly organized according to regulations... if the little devils treated the 200th Brigade as a standard Chinese army brigade, it would be lively indeed!

  As for the second hundred mechanized brigade, Song Yu Hang was overjoyed. Being a lieutenant general didn't seem that important anymore. The affection revealed in the lines of Song Zi Wen's family letter made Song Yu Hang feel a lump in his throat. Although he knew in his mind that he had no relation to the Song family, in other people's eyes, he, Song Yu Hang, was indeed a member of the Song family.

  "Let me go home and see my mother?" Song Yu Hang put the letter aside, in his fragmented memories, his mother's image was very vague. His mother, who had become someone else's concubine, seemed to be a sacrifice for the family's interests as well. Most people in later generations knew about the Song family through the three Song sisters or Song Ziwen, but few people knew that the Song family had long been a political investment group with a clan-like financial nature.

  In the late Qing and early Republic of China, the Soong family already possessed enormous financial resources and both overt and covert support for Sun Yat-sen's revolutionary activities. This led to the later marriage between the Soongs and Chiangs, which was entirely a political investment by the Soong family. Chiang Kai-shek also relied on the full support of the Soong family to achieve his current status.

  The Song family in Zhejiang had made a fortune in Southeast Asia, and had some connections with the Soong family. In order to merge the strength of the Soong family, Song Yunhou's mother and others became pawns in the transaction.

  The next morning, the surviving officers and men of the original 200th Division learned that the original 200th Division was to be reorganized into the 200th Mechanized Regiment.

  Early in the morning, Cui Zhi-jun, Qian Jun, Xiao Guo-dong, Luo Jia-xiang and others arrived at Song Yu-hang's residence under Xu Tu-an's arrangement. At that time, when Song Yu-hang first arrived in Mandalay, his logistics department was busy preparing for the Battle of Pingmanna. When they heard that he was a colonel and regimental commander, no one took notice of him in Mandalay where many generals were gathering.

  So only one lieutenant was sent to hastily arrange, found a suite to settle the matter. Unfortunately, this happened to be caught by Zhang's assistant, who had previously been fixed by Song Yuhang and had wet his pants. Zhang's assistant, who hated him so much that his teeth were itching, personally found a broken house in Mandalay's slum that he was satisfied with to accommodate Song Yuhang.

  Song Yuhang's room, except for a bed and two chairs, surprisingly didn't even have space to stand, the only small window had no glass, half a bun and a few pieces of salted vegetables were still on the plate on the bed, no need to ask, it must be Song Yuhang's breakfast.

  Five or six big men squeezed into such a small space was indeed very uncomfortable. Cui Zhijun and others did not expect that Song Dashi, who had always been known for his love of pleasure, would actually live in such a place? And to eat breakfast just like an ordinary soldier? Cui Zhijun had seen Song Yuhang's behavior of getting close to the soldiers during the expedition against Gu, thinking it was Song Dashi's way of winning over the hearts of the soldiers.

  Today, Cui Zhijun just discovered that he didn't understand this so-called 'young master' at all!

  Song Yuhang saw that everyone was uncomfortable sitting or standing, and smiled awkwardly: "The place is indeed a bit small and messy, but it's not all bad, at least it's easy to clean up."

  Everyone could only laugh awkwardly along with Song Yu Hang, these were things they didn't dare to imagine before coming, and the one serving as Song Yu Hang's adjutant was Xu Tu An, who had already announced the deputy chief of staff order.

  Everyone followed Song Yu Hang to a big tree at the back of the house, sat down on the ground, and then Xu Tu An handed out British canned iced beer that Xiao Guo Tong had brought.

  In the morning, Luo Jiaxiang and Cui Zhijun exchanged a glance with Qian Jun. Xiao Guodong, who was sitting next to them, started drinking heavily without a care in the world. Song Yuhang directly opened a can of beer and started chugging it down loudly, and everyone else followed suit without any restraint.

  Recently, Song Yu Hang had been through a fierce battle with Gu, and added to his injuries and the exhaustion of the past few days, plus the living environment and diet, he now looked dark and thin, no longer having the appearance of a young master.

  Instead, it gives a sense of conciseness and simplicity. Cui Zhi-jun and Xiao Guo-dong can be said to be the old mainstays left over from the 200th Division of the National Revolutionary Army, while Qian Jun is a talent selected by the superior for mechanized warfare, and Luo Jia-xiang doesn't need to ask, as the director of the political department is basically all from the Military Bureau.

  These people, including Xiao Guodong, are all professionals with their own strengths and are unyielding. This is the difference between elites and mediocre people. Mediocre people are easy to command, while elites have their own ideas and ways of thinking. Although there are many roads that lead to Rome, which road to take and how to walk it affects a military officer's prestige in the team. When there are many elites, trouble naturally arises. Now that these people have gathered together under Song Yu Hang's command, it is also a test for Song Yu Hang.

  Song Yu-Hang was not eager to show his attitude, in his view, people with real skills and abilities are generally not affected by superficial flattery or promises. Even if he appears to obey your orders on the surface, he actually looks down on you inwardly. Using one's position to command and suppress others can easily lead to situations where people outwardly comply but secretly disobey.

  To make a team cohesive, the first thing to unify is the consciousness and form of the commanders. The command organ is the brain, so let's start from within the brain!

  Song Yuhang scanned everyone with his eyes and smiled slightly: "I believe you all know the formation and personnel appointments of the newly formed 200th Mechanized Brigade! Has anyone thought about the future of the war?"

  Everyone did not understand the purpose of Song Yu Hang's words, and two of them were newcomers, as if they had previously agreed to keep silent, as if waiting for the new team leader to give a speech.

  Song Yu-Hang had anticipated this outcome, and with a crunching sound, he crushed the beer can in his hand, saying in a low voice: "Since the War of Resistance, we Chinese soldiers have been using our flesh and blood to resist the Japanese army's advanced technology and weaponry. Although our officers and men fight to the death in every battle, our territory has still been lost. We can say that we are trading space for time on the outside, but in reality, it is a helpless situation!"

  Everyone present is a soldier. Every time they face the Japanese army, bullets rain down, and comrades die or are injured in large numbers. Song Yu Hang's words also make everyone sigh with emotion!

  Song Yu-Hang picked up another can of beer, turned it around in his hand and continued: "The Burma Road is our last major artery for blood transfusions. For this lifeline, we have come to Burma. Now the British are retreating step by step, while the Japanese army is like a wolf. The enemy's strength is basically equal to ours. I think it would be good enough to hold the Mandalay line to stabilize, but launching an offensive to drive the Japanese south of Yangon is not very realistic at this stage.

  Cui Zhijun sighed and said, "It's a pity that the big bosses of the Military Commission can't see the actual situation in Burma! The British are unreliable. Taking advantage of the Japanese army's arrogance and rapid advance, we planned to lure the enemy into a siege under the city walls, surround and attack their 55th Division, but due to the slow action of our friendly forces, we ended up being surrounded by the Japanese army. My 200th Division was defeated in Tonggu, and Commander Dai sacrificed himself for the country."

  "That bunch of idiots in Chongqing are giving orders like crazy! Those damned British devils will settle the score with them sooner or later." Song Yuhang's sudden outburst of foul language left everyone present momentarily stunned.

  Luo Jiaxiang hastily waved his hand and said: "The team leader must not speak, must not speak! How can you mention the Supreme Commander and the Allied Army?"

  Song Yuhang smiled slightly: "What did I, Song Zhong, live and die for in the same cottage? Was it just to put gold on those people's faces? Who doesn't have ideals? My ideal is to build an iron-blooded tiger guard, fight all the way to Tokyo, and do ten times what those bastards did in Nanjing."

  Looking at Song Yuhang's gritted teeth, no one in the room thought that Song Yuhang would let these words go unheeded!

  Then Song Yuhang looked around at everyone very seriously, saying word by word: "The 200th Mechanized Division is just the beginning. A team and a country can only have one leader and one commander. In my troops, we must be of one mind and move in one direction. Those who agree with me are my brothers. The future 200th Brigade and 200th Army will also rely on everyone's support. Those who disagree, get out of here right now."

  Cui Zhijun glanced at Qian Jun, and found that Qian Jun was also looking at him. Luo Jiaxiang quietly observed the changes, while Xiao Guodong and Xu Tuan both put on a look of sworn loyalty.

  Everyone in their hearts measured Song Yu Hang's words, by reason they thought Song Yu Hang would separately show kindness and win them over, but did not think that Song Yu Hang would be so straightforward, without leaving any room for maneuver.

  Qian Jun hesitated for a moment and said: "Tuan Zuo, according to your meaning, whose army is this?"

  Song Yuhang was taken aback for a moment, then understood the meaning of Qian Jun's words and said solemnly: "Soldiers belong to the army, the army belongs to the nation and the country! Driving out the Japanese invaders and restoring China is my only wish. You can see my actions in the future. If one day I betray the nation and the country, any of you can shoot me in the back."

  Cui Zhijun and Qian Jun exchanged a look and nodded in agreement, also placing their hands on Song Yuhang's hand.

  The most difficult one is Luo Jiaxiang, his identity is a secret that has not been made public. He keenly sensed that Song Yuhang had put the nation before the country, although it didn't seem like a big deal, but somehow it seemed to have some deep implications.

  Song Yuhang's bold and open disregard for the military and his attempt to pull others in has piqued Luo Jiaxiang's interest. He is well aware that this red person, personally groomed by the committee chairman, cannot be convicted with just a few words. Withdrawing is clearly not an option, so compromise is his best choice. From now on, he can become a successful blind and deaf man.

  Luo Jiaxiang, who had also made up his mind, placed his hand on top as well. The several people looked at each other and smiled!

  Song Yuhang felt extremely fortunate that he had taken the first step, achieving a unified concept and awareness among the team leaders. Although there was still a long way to go before all of these people fully recognized him, Song Yuhang had the determination and confidence to make himself the soul of a unit, ultimately shaping an elite troop!

  (This Seventh Regiment was specially arranged for the needs of subsequent stories, and the author drafted it according to the standard organization of a 5,900-strong infantry reinforced regiment. After strengthening technical arms, the whole regiment should be between 7,690-8,100 people. No way, in order to fight against the devils and also for everyone's excitement, such a strange formation appeared. Please continue reading.)