"Camp Commander Xie, Camp Commander Liu, you are here too."

Seeing that Xie Zhengxiang, the commander of the fourth battalion, and Liu Zhi, the commander of the fifth battalion, arrived together, everyone who was talking and laughing turned around one after another, greeting them with a smile.

Xie Zhengxiang, commander of the fourth battalion, has always had prejudices against these officers who have come up step by step from the big soldiers, and always feels that he is superior to others when he was born in a military school.

"Humph!"

So in the face of greeting, he just snorted coldly, and then raised his head and walked straight towards the courtyard of the general finger.

And Liu Zhi, the commander of the fifth battalion who was transferred from the theater headquarters to the Northern Jiangsu Corps with Xie Zhengxiang, the commander of the fourth battalion, wore black-framed glasses, and looked at Xie Zhengxiang so much not to give the blacksmith their face, and his face was also full of embarrassment.

"Battalion Commander Shen, Battalion Commander Tie, Battalion Commander Wu...... Don't be weird, Camp Commander Xie has this weird temper, I've said him many times. ”

Xie Zhengxiang can flick his sleeves to give people a face, but Liu Zhi can't, he greeted Shen Biao with a wry smile and explained to them, and wiped Xie Zhengxiang's buttocks.

"Haha, it's okay, let's fight, who doesn't have a strange temper, I can't move when I see wine, and I've been confined by Chief Yang."

Seeing Liu Zhi with such a kind face, Shen Biao laughed and shook out his little thing, wanting to ease the atmosphere.

But everyone was just shaken off by Xie Zhengxiang, and they all smiled reluctantly, but the atmosphere was still a little awkward.

"Then everyone, you talk, I'll go in first."

Liu Zhi saw that the atmosphere was not very good, pushed his dark glasses, said goodbye, and followed into the courtyard.

Although Liu Zhi knew that the relationship between the Northern Jiangsu Corps and these brothers who rolled over on the battlefield with Yang Ling was too stiff, he also wanted to live in harmony with them.

But after all, he and Xie Zhengxiang were transferred from the war zone together, and they were on the same front, even if they were dissatisfied with Xie Zhengxiang's temperament, they still had to stand with him.

"Hmph, whatever, I haven't fought a few battles, but my head is growing in the sky."

Looking at the backs of Xie Zhengxiang and them in the courtyard, Liu Jinhu, who had a straightforward temperament, couldn't help but curse.

"People have drunk ink anyway, that's like you kid, the whole big old man, the literacy class has been so long, he can't even write his own name." Shen Biao looked at Liu Jinhu and teased with a smile.

"You can't kill devils when you write, and it's useless to know so many words, I think literacy classes are just tossing." Liu Jinhu retorted dissatisfiedly.

Deputy battalion commander Luo Feng also quipped: "Jin Hu, you have the ability to go to Chief Yang and say this, see that Chief Yang is not locked up with you." ”

Looking at the ridiculed crowd, Liu Jin reacted and said, "Lao Tzu is not stupid, I want to go to you." ”

Everyone laughed again, and the unpleasantness just now was washed away.

"Alright, let's not stay here and blow the cold wind, let's all go in." The blacksmith, the commander of the first battalion, had a serious expression and beckoned everyone to go in for a meeting.

The Northern Jiangsu Corps was originally monolithic, but now with the dispatch of some officers from the Theater Command, it now has a faint meaning of two hills.

One faction is composed of those old brothers led by blacksmiths, they are all working together with Yang Ling on the battlefield, and they have fought countless battles with little devils, and they are considered to have walked the ghost gate several times.

They are now the main officers at the battalion and company level, controlling the Northern Jiangsu Corps, and they can be regarded as Yang Ling's right-hand men.

The other faction is the airborne faction headed by Yuan Guangtao, deputy commander of the theater command, who was selected and transferred from the theater command, and many of them were born in military academies, but they have no experience in leading troops.

And because they came from military academies after all, they looked down on these brothers who had been promoted step by step from grassroots soldiers, and felt that their military quality was low.

Now the two sides are not pleasing to each other, but after all, the blacksmith is a person that Yang Ling trusts, controls the troops, and now he is steadily pressing the airborne faction.

As the blacksmiths entered the conference room, the ten chief and deputy battalion commanders plus a group of staff officers quickly filled the conference room.

But between the blacksmith and the deputy captain Yuan Guangtao, judging from the seats, it seems a little clear.

Yang Ling naturally knows some contradictions between the two sides, but he also knows that sometimes it is a good thing to have contradictions and competition.

If a unit really loses its competitiveness, it will begin to decline, but this competition must be well controlled, such as the competition between training troops, the competition between fighting and killing devils, not the competition of internal friction, and he has been trying his best to avoid internal friction.

Fortunately, he is now the commander of the Northern Jiangsu Army, and his prestige is very high, although the two factions compete, he can still hold back and can guide them to compete in a good direction.

"Sir!"

With the shouts of the guards outside the door, Yang Ling, who was wearing a thick tweed military uniform, strode into the conference room.

"Brush!"

The officers in the conference room all stood up in unison and saluted Yang Ling in unison, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

After Yang Ling walked to the first place, he returned the military salute to the brothers: "Sit-"

Everyone had serious expressions, and sat down with a brush, and everyone's upper body sat straight, showing a good military appearance.

After Yang Ling sat down, he gestured to Liu Sheng, an intelligence staff officer, who nodded and stood up.

"According to the information of the local militia self-defense forces, the activities of small infiltration units of devils have suddenly become frequent, often crossing our cordon, attacking our sentinels, capturing villagers who are working, and robbing cattle and sheep ......."

Staff Officer Liu Sheng reported: "In the past week alone, there have been six attacks in the area of the Shushui River and Liujiaba, resulting in the death and injury of more than 20 innocent people, eight deaths and injuries of the self-defense militia, and countless losses of livestock. ”

The brothers have been training in the territory of the Jieshou and Baoying these days, and now the intelligence is under the responsibility of the intelligence department of the general commander, so they are not aware of these matters.

Now that they suddenly heard that the devils had begun to move frequently again, and had caused such great losses to the people on the fringes of the defense zone, the brothers were filled with righteous indignation and their faces were full of anger.

"I think this little devil is a slut, so many people have died at the head of the world and he doesn't know how to restrain himself, and he actually came to provoke again!"

"The little devil of the dog day is really not as good as a beast!"

"The brothers have been practicing their hands these days, and since the devil is here, then let's not hide it, let's do it! Destroy him one more brigade! ”

......

The brethren all shouted one after another that they would send troops to fight the little devils.

"We don't even know the number of devils, and we don't know the purpose of attacking us, so we shout that we want to fight, and I think this is the behavior of a reckless man."

Seeing the brothers shouting indignantly to teach the devil a lesson, the fourth battalion commander Xie Zhengxiang opened his mouth in a strange way.

"It doesn't matter how many people are on his dog days, since they are here to beat us, we can't coax it! If you are a soft egg, you should simply go home and pick up the child. ”

Hearing where Xie Zhengxiang, the commander of the fourth battalion, poured cold water, Liu Jinhu, the deputy commander of the second battalion, was immediately unhappy and went back.

"You!"

Looking at the smug deputy battalion commander Liu Jinhu, the fourth battalion commander Xie Zhengxiang wanted to scold, but seeing so many people here, he couldn't help it.

"Golden Tiger, sit down."

Yang Ling said in a lesson-like tone: "Battalion Commander Xie is right, you all have to study and study, fighting a war is not about charging as soon as your head is hot, but about fighting with your brain, forget how I taught you?" ”

"Yes!" The brothers who were clamoring to be beaten all responded in unison.

Intelligence staff officer Liu Sheng continued: "After the analysis of our intelligence department, the main purpose of this infiltration and sneak attack of the devils is to test the strength of our army and our response ......."