To fight a war, the first thing is to be well-trained, the second is to be well-equipped, and the third is to have high morale. The troops that can meet all three criteria are elite divisions. On the contrary, what none of the three can reach is the rabble.

It's not difficult to meet these three criteria, as long as you have money. It costs money for weapons and equipment, it costs money for daily training, and it costs money for good food and shelter and money to be paid on time.

Commander Sun collected all kinds of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes in his own territory, and also planted crows by himself. The filmmakers sold desperately to make money, barely enough to feed their nearly 100,000 soldiers and horses.

The total amount of money is limited, and it is not enough to make all the troops into elites. Open source has come to an end, so you can only throttle. The second division is Commander Sun's elite division, but the money is smashed into the second division, and the other troops will naturally get less.

For example, the security forces stationed in Fuding only have the most basic weapons and equipment, and the main weapons are some old Hanyang products. The rifling of many guns has been worn off, the shooting accuracy is very poor, and the bullets have flown out 100 meters away, and they don't know where the road has been. As for heavy weapons, there are none.

The most that is daily training or something is to stand in formation, and don't even think about live shooting! I can't pay money once in a few months. This rabble met the attack of the elite Sixth Division, and it really melted like spring and snow.

Zhang Xinghai was also very depressed, and the plan he formulated was to cover it with 20 minutes of artillery fire. However, the front-line troops reported that according to the confessions of captured prisoners, the Min troops on the front-line positions had collapsed within minutes of the start of the shelling. For the next ten minutes, it was all about exploding.

The soldiers of the Fujian security forces could not resist the battle, but they were very good at escaping. If it weren't for the fact that the 6th Division was heavily equipped with trucks, it might not have been able to capture a few prisoners.

Zhang Zhonglin came to Zhang Xinghai, who looked bored, threw him a cigarette and lit it, and said, "Brother Xinghai, what's there to be angry about." We all arrange it according to what is taught in the textbook, and it will not say anything. ”

Zhang Xinghai spat out the smoke ring and said in a deep voice: "I'm not worried about what is said above, I'm thinking that I still can't completely do it according to the book in actual combat." We didn't go to the position, but based on the reports of the front-line troops, we took it for granted that the security forces were fighting as opponents like the second division. Our staff officer"

Reaching out and knocking on the ammunition box, he whispered, "Unqualified." ”

Changed his mood, stood up from the ammunition box, patted Zhang Zhonglin on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "This is a good thing, we learned something that we can't learn in school." It's like the chief educator said. Actual combat is the best teacher! This time, I should pay the tuition. ”

Zhang Zhonglin also laughed and joked, "Then our tuition is really expensive enough, if so many shells are exchanged for our salary, then when will we have to eat lunch meat every day?" ”

"Hahaha." They both laughed out loud. Now the officers and soldiers in the Gaoyang Army are deeply disgusted by the canned luncheon meat produced by the army produced in Feng County.

At the beginning, it was really like a baby, and many people were reluctant to eat it! A whole tin jar of meat! I didn't even eat it during the Chinese New Year.

When I eat this every day, I really think I'm living a fairy-like life. Who would have thought that with the passage of time, canned luncheon meat, which was originally regarded as a treasure, would now reach the point where you can be full when you see it? Now this luncheon meat, which is covered up by spices and fats, has become notorious among officers and soldiers.

Now even the 90-day soldiers sent from those new barracks hide when they see luncheon meat, and they grab white-flour steamed buns like they see women!

If it weren't for the fact that canned luncheon meat is a military material, it cannot be sold or wasted. The officers and soldiers have already thrown away all these cans!

At lunchtime, I saw the prisoners of the Fujian Army sitting on the ground happily holding canned food to eat, and the officers and soldiers of the Sixth Division on the side all had strange expressions on their faces.

The prisoners of the Min army who were munching on canned luncheon meat were also full of strange feelings. One of the captives touched his arm with his companion, who was licking the canned food box, and asked in a low voice, "Brother." Do you think all of them in the Sixth Division are sick? Give us all the meat and grab the steamed buns yourself! It's the first time I've encountered this kind of thing when I'm so old, what the hell! ”

His companion put away the licked and clean box with saliva, and gave him a roll of the eyes: "You're sick TMD!" Don't eat it for me! Reaching out and grabbing his can.

At the same time, another person was eating lunch with a lot of heart.

Zhang Shaoshuai was in a very bad mood, tossing and turning last night and almost didn't sleep all night. I didn't sleep until the morning, and after getting up, I went to visit Gao Yang again. The Overseer was told that he was unwell and needed to rest.

Zhang Shaoshuai felt that Gao Yang was hiding from him, but there was nothing he could do at all. I was full of boredom and ate lunch.

After two days of mixing in the Sixth Division, Zhang Shaoshuai has already felt that there is a big difference between Gaoyang's army and Feng's army, not equipment. Training or something. But there's no clue exactly what it is!

An afternoon passed quickly, a few hundred miles to the south, off the coast of Xiamen. A large fleet of Chinese ships in this era is gradually approaching Xiamen Island.

After dinner, Commander Du, who sailed with the fleet, came to the bridge and quietly watched Xiamen Island in the distance.

However, Commander Du was obviously absent-minded, and his indifferent expression showed that he was in a bad mood now! His mind had already drifted to the Peace Hotel in the Demon Capital.

Deputy Commander Lin, as a representative of the Navy, was closely following the progress of the negotiations on the procurement of warships and the naval treaty.

Commander Du was very dissatisfied with sending himself out to fight at such a time. It is clear that no one can stop this treaty that will go down in history, and the glorious mission signed on behalf of the Navy will be obtained by Deputy Commander Lin.

However, the order from Gao Yang was something he could not refuse. Commander Du, who was full of helplessness, had no choice but to follow the fleet all the way south. Full responsibility for maritime operations.

Commander Du is a native of Fujian, and at the same time, the navy also has a huge influence in Fujian, and most of the officers and men of the navy are from Fujian. The landing on Xiamen Island was more like an armed parade than a military operation.

Before heading south, he had already been in good contact with the local forces. As an outsider, Commander Sun doesn't have much control in Fujian Province!

At 8 o'clock in the evening, there was news from the front that Xiamen Island had been prepared! Commander Du ordered lightly, "Let's start." ”

There was no cover of artillery fire, no bullets whistling. Flesh and blood flew and wailed all over the beach. Marines lined up from freighters and warships to the docks in Xiamen.

In the British Concession, which was close at hand, Commander Sun's henchmen, who had fled here in a hurry, gritted his teeth when he looked at the dense ships and the black-pressed marines, turned around and rushed to the telegraph office to send a report to Commander Sun.

Commander Sun, who had been in a bad mood all day and hadn't eaten much, took a break in the lounge of the headquarters. He was woken up by the adjutant not long after he slept for a while, and before Commander Sun could get angry, the adjutant handed the telegram in his hand to Commander Sun.

After reading the telegram, Commander Sun's fingers froze, and the telegram slid silently to the ground. "Whew!" With a long exhale, Commander Sun stood up. I walked out of the lounge and came to the courtyard, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, scratching my hair fiercely!

The strength in my hands is getting bigger and bigger, and the blisters at the corners of my mouth have been bitten after a whole day of anxious fire! Commander Sun didn't feel any of this, and his heart was full of anger, regret, and fear!

is angry that he was betrayed by his subordinates, and regrets that he shouldn't have coveted benefits for Lu Xiaojia's broken boat, and now he is about to sink together. What I'm afraid of is how Gao Yang, this bastard, is so powerful!

At a time when all the armies were still marching on their feet, and they had to set up camp after walking only a few dozen miles every day. Gao Yang's troops can already travel hundreds of miles a day, they were still in Hangzhou yesterday, and they have already broken Fuding today, so will they start attacking Ningde tomorrow?

Now Xiamen has changed hands silently, and it has been copied back! The strong pressure from both the sea and land made Commander Sun feel that his years of combat experience were completely useless! I have never encountered such a war, and I don't even know where to transfer troops and generals!

Before their troops were sent, they had already passed! Can't catch up! Slowly squatting on the ground, holding his head tightly with both hands, Commander Sun had a feeling of wanting to cry! "It's really over this time!"

In modern time and space. The sun has set. Gao Yang accompanied his father up and down from the rented yacht. Handing the tackle and bucket to Stoke, who was standing nearby, he asked, "Why are you here?" Did my mom finish playing cards? ”

Stoke expertly put away his fishing gear and handed it to his assistant, glancing at the bucket. Gao Yang noticed Stoker's movements and said with a smile, "I don't have much experience, and my grades are not good." ”

"Sir, your results are already very good, and at least two fish have been harvested. The first time I fished when I was younger, I didn't catch a single fish! Stoke smiled and said, "Your mother is still playing the game." I don't think it's going to end anytime soon. ”

"Oh, take me to see it."

"Yes, sir."

Inside a private clubhouse in Tsim Sha Tsui. Gao Yang, accompanied by Stoker, walked into the room where his mother was playing cards.

"Hit 50,000!" Walking behind his mother, Gao Yang glanced at the cards and said loudly.

"Ahh Son, why are you here. Mom's originally serious face immediately changed to a smile and said.

"I heard from Stoke that my mother didn't even eat. Of course I'm going to take a look. Gao Yang said with a smile.

"Good son, let me introduce you. This is Aunt Wang, this is Aunt Li," Mom smiled and introduced a few card friends. Gao Yang smiled at the corner of his mouth and nodded his head to say hello.

"Oh, what a pretty boy. Mrs. Gao, you are really blessed. Several players smiled and greeted each other.

The mother smiled, and the happiest son was her mother.

"Mom, it's not too early, let's go back to eat after this game." Gao Yang said softly.

"Good!"

On the way back to the villa, my mother complained to Gao Yang, "My luck is really bad today, I haven't won much all day!" Lost hundreds of chips. ”

"Hehe, it's good to be happy, it's okay to have a little money." Gao Yang looked at his smiling mother and smiled and said with relief.

"Huh? Isn't it about playing chips? How did you ask for money? Mom asked with a look of surprise. (To be continued......)

PS: Because I have to go to work, I don't know if I can insist on two shifts a day. But I'll do my best, and now all the rest time is spent on codewords. At the very least, make sure to keep changing. Xie Lu Xie friends who like this book have been supporting, Xie Lu thank you! Thank you very much!