"The wind is roaring, the horses are roaring, the Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring......" A group of Shanghai students walked across Nanjing Road holding various slogans.

"Whose song is this?"

As soon as Yang Bo stepped off the ship, he heard a student singing this exciting song, and after listening to it, he immediately became interested. As I walked, I heard more and more often. I couldn't help but ask the Chen Guan who was accompanying him.

"The song that this vanguard played on the radio only yesterday morning was written by their division commander. Very good! Chen Guan opened his mouth and said, as soon as this song was played, he inquired clearly that day.

"Vanguard?" Yang Bo was a little surprised, he often paid attention to domestic news, when did a vanguard army come out?

"Not long after this vanguard army came out, I heard that it used to be a local militia group, because it had made great contributions in Nanjing, and it had just been converted into a regular army, and the establishment of the 41st Division was given to them."

"Nanjing!" As soon as Yang Bo heard these two words, he felt a pang of pain in his heart. It was in the United States that he heard about Nanjing, so 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 while. The pain of Nanjing will not be forgotten in the hearts of every Chinese person for a long time.

"What did they do?" Yang Bo was also curious. How strong can a local militia be? suddenly became a regular teacher. This army establishment has always been very sensitive, where is it so easy to give a regular division establishment?

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

"Yes, I know!" Yang Bo nodded. I heard that some people in the United States are planning to write a novel about what happened in Nanjing, and they are also planning to broadcast it on the radio.

"Actually, it might have made them do!" Chen Guan lowered his voice and said.

"Them?" Yang Bo was taken aback, he was able to rescue so many people under the strict defense of himself, which was not something that ordinary teams could do. The bridge of miracles that amazes people is not something that ordinary people can do.

"A vigilante?" He was a little unconvinced.

"A militia regiment is stronger than a brigade or even a division of the Central Army! Knowing that they won a big battle by the Yellow River a few days ago, right? Chen Guan pouted.

"What big victory?"

"A few days ago, I said that I rushed across the Yellow River, but Han Fuyu abandoned the city and ran away, and a regiment of people stood on the edge of the Yellow River, and finally wiped out all the devils who came over!" Chen Guan made an exaggerated gesture, "Some people still don't believe it, they went to the reporter and saw the corpse of the little devil who hadn't been buried, there were more than 2,000!" How many people did one division of the Central Army eliminate people? ”

Chen Guan said happily, and said casually: "Why are you burying the body of the little devil!" Let me burn him with a fire, no, take them to feed the dogs! What he didn't know was that Meng Xiang was indeed not buried, and after being interviewed and publicized by reporters, he was directly transported to the base for recycling.

Waste is shameful, and the corpse of the little devil is also very easy to pollute the environment!

"How many of them are there, and what are the casualties of this battle?" Yang Bo asked, he knew that Chen Guan had always been well-informed with the help of his family's strength.

"The exact number of people is not clear, but this time the casualties are only the same as themselves! Awesome! If we follow this ratio, we Chinese people will fight one by one, and there will be no one in the devil country for a long time. Alas, even if ten people fight one, it's good! Chen Guan couldn't help but sigh that since the beginning of the war, the disparity in the proportion of casualties has been too great. During the Battle of Songhu, he saw with his own eyes that an entire division had been filled in and destroyed, and he said that more than 300 people had died.

"Defend the Yellow River! Defend North China! Defend all of China! Passing through a street garden, a student was standing on a high platform shouting loudly, and a few classic sentences from the song "Defend the Yellow River" were taken as slogans!

"The Yellow River is very difficult to defend! A division will definitely not be able to hold it. On the other side, he said that he had several divisions! Yang Bo couldn't help but sigh.

Without waiting for Chen Guan to sigh, the student shouted again: "Go to Jinan to join the vanguard army and defend the mother river!" ......" shouts slowly thinned out as the car went away, but the words that fell on the back of the car made Chen Guan silent for a moment.

"Fu Chen, do you want to go to Jinan to have a look?" Chen Guan asked suddenly, making Yang Bo, who had been thinking about it constantly, stunned for a moment.

"I want to check it out!" Chen Guan said with a somewhat depressed expression.

"It's a pity that you have studied the navy for five years, but it is useless!" Yang Bo suddenly sighed, "This old-fashioned domestic rule is really ridiculous, and the surname Chen can't get on the boat?" ”

Chen Guan pulled the corners of his mouth, smiled and said: "It's nothing, it's also my family who doesn't let me go to sea!" ”

Yang Bo was silent.

"Whether you want to go or not, I'm going to go!" Chen Guan smiled and patted Yang Bo's shoulder and asked.

"Extra! Extra! Yesterday, the Kou Third Route Army forcibly crossed the Yellow River, and the vanguard army resisted stubbornly! An eleven or twelve-year-old newsboy shouted outside the car.

"Stop!" Yang Bo called out to the driver in front of him, got out of the car, and walked quickly to the newsboy's side. The newsboy saw someone approaching, and quickly took a new newspaper out of his pocket and handed it over. Yang Bo took the newspaper and handed over a banknote.

"Sir, this money is too big, I can't find it!" The newsboy pinched the corner of the banknote, his face was embarrassed, and he was barefoot, and his toes writhed restlessly.

"No need to look for it!" Yang Bo glanced at the newsboy and waved his hand. He just came to Huaxia, and the coins he exchanged did not have too small denominations, and the one just now was already the smallest one.

Yang Bo returned to the car with the thousands of thanks of the newsboy behind him, raised the newspaper in his hand and said, "It's a fight!" Are you still going? ”

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

"Let's go!" Yang Bo and Chen Guan high-fived and laughed.

At this time, Meng Xiangzheng was in a heavy mood in the temporary command headquarters listening to Rat Er's continuous explanation. The paper fan of Pharmacist Tang beside him was still shaking, but the frequency of shaking was much faster. Fan Chong was on his newly made sand table, commanding a group of combat staff officers to keep moving various small flags representing different meanings.

"It's not going to be very good!" Fan Chong turned back to Meng Xiang and said, "Due to the timely discovery by the reconnaissance plane, a regiment cooperated with a company of the chariot battalion to block the breakthrough on the east road; The 6th Regiment is blocking the army passing by the river, and the artillery battalion is rushing to support, and the problem is not big; The third regiment is guarding the Nakajima brigade that crossed the river earlier, and they have not made any changes so far; Only the western road, which was defended by the 4th and 5th regiments, was subjected to heavy artillery bombardment, and most of the planes of the Chinese army were concentrated on this road, which was somewhat tight. ”

Although the newly formed 41st Division was recognized as a C-level division, Meng Xiang directly ignored it. Three brigades were expanded at once.

In view of the fact that the three-three system was the most popular in later generations, Meng Xiang hesitated a little and also adopted the three-three system standard.

In this way, the initial arrangement of a division had nine regiments, except for the two new regiments that were undergoing primary training and the second regiment which was guarding the city of Jinan, the other six regiments that were less than half of the establishment were sent to the line of the Yellow River. Except for the Seventh Regiment, which was waiting near Jinan as a reserve, the other regiments had already been put into battle, and the main force was still the Clone Corps.

The security regiment had been incorporated into the 41st Division, but it was too hasty to reorganize. Meng Xiang only wanted to let the clones play a backbone role, except for the sixth regiment, the others were scattered into each regiment. In this regard, Fan Chong has some objections, thinking that it may lead to the loss of tacit understanding and unfamiliarity with the original team. But Meng Xiang is very decisive this time, and all the discomfort will be slowly run in in the battle!

The battle behind will only be more intense, and now that the clones are still dominant, it is a good time to run in.

"What do you think?" Meng Xiang turned his head and asked staff officer Wei Hanchao.

After a period of observation and confirmation of Wei Hanchao's identity, Meng Xiang transferred him to the division headquarters as an operational staff officer. Meng Xiang was also a little curious about this Wei Hanchao that made him remember deeply. His identity is a little unusual, it turns out to be the art of the emperor. Meng Xiang was not only amused, but also moved by his keen strategic awareness.

"If you are beaten passively, you will only fail!"

(I'm too sleepy, I'll continue the third watch tomorrow.) ）