Meng Xiang's heart was extremely heartbroken at this time. The two companies and battalion headquarters of the first battalion had a total of 456 personnel, and now only 36 people remain, and 420 lives have been lost. Although they were all clones, he was sad to see the list of warriors he had once heard of being cleared from the brains of the main base. Even if everyone's death had to be deducted from him as merit points equal to the soldier himself, Meng Xiang never cared about this. The greatness of life is not measured by value.

Meng Xiang sat quietly in the command room by himself, although those lists were cleared and erased by the main base, but at the request of Meng Xiang, the commander, this list was kept in a separate storage space. At this time, the base does not support the printing function, and Meng Xiang copied them all on paper one by one, and when their corpses or ashes are brought back, these names will be engraved on the stone to commemorate forever.

For sending them to Nanjing, Meng Xiang had no regrets. The home of a warrior is the battlefield. For the country, for the people, sacrifice without regrets. When the people of Nanjing were about to be robbed, how could they not reach out to help? If you sit idly by, you will feel guilty for the rest of your life, and it will not work to recite the Buddha and eat fasting like some people do.

Niu Yi's battle situation, Meng Xiang already knew. It is said that the army is strong, and it cannot be eliminated in a while and a half, and a moment's enthusiasm cannot solve the problem.

Therefore, he asked Hu Yi to carry out a blank piece of paper, which only read: "According to the original plan, execute it immediately!" ”

Niu Yi understood that the core of Meng Xiang's plan was to save people.

Only two companies came from the third battalion of Tiger One, and the others all had their own tasks to carry out. Even so, Meng Xiang still felt that there were not enough people. Especially a strategic master who can see the whole picture, after all, the clones are too rigid.

"Aren't you looking for a master?" Huang Huamin said mysteriously to Niu Yi. He has basically followed the first battalion now, and since he saw the weapons and equipment of the third battalion, he has never left Niu Yi's side. But when he heard Zhao Shuxing talk about finding a few more staff officers, he couldn't help but think of one person.

Niu didn't speak, just nodded, and kept staring at him.

After waiting for a while, Huang Huamin saw that Niu Yi still didn't speak, and couldn't help but be deflated: "I know a master!" Seeing that Niu Yi was still the same, he had to continue, "It's a little similar to your temper, and you don't like to pay attention to people." However, the level is very good. ”

"Go find him!" As soon as Niu knew Meng Xiang's requirements, all kinds of people could stay as much as possible. It's just that the vanguard army is small at this time, and it is difficult to keep a big god, and after a few days, Zhao Shuxing's harvest is not big, and few people are willing to go to a dangerous place like Shandong.

It was just getting dark, and both sides had weakened their attacks. Soldiers are also human beings and also need to eat and rest. Moreover, fighting in the dark can easily lead to chaos and be detrimental to both sides.

Taking advantage of this moment, Huang Huamin led Niu Yi and Zhao Shuxing, who were promoted to deputy heads of the security regiment, into an ordinary alley in the city.

"Bang Bang!" Huang Huamin patted the old thick wooden door panel, and the sound kept echoing in the empty alley.

"Bang Bang!" Huang Huamin knocked for a while, but after no response, he pushed open the thick wooden door panel that was not tied up. After Niu Yi and the others came in, they covered up.

"Squeak!" The sound of the wooden door in the small courtyard where the grass and trees are flourishing and the shade is not enough to make people's hairs stand on end. But no one responded.

"Go in, and the people are inside. If the person is not there, he will eat the trick at the door just now. Two years ago, a thief broke in and almost didn't get tossed to death. Later, everyone knew that when there was no one here, no one dared to trespass! Huang Huamin introduced as he walked.

Entering the main hall, Niu Yimeng looked up, and all he saw was all kinds of maps. At this point, a man is standing in front of a map with his hands behind his back and in a standard military posture. A few of them came in, and the creaking of the wooden door didn't make him look back.

"Teacher Fan!" After Huang Huamin entered the door, he respectfully called the teacher.

The man still didn't look back, but he stretched out his hand on the map, sighed, and said, "Dead knot!" Alas! Dead knots! If you hesitate, you will be defeated. Sigh, then he turned around and said casually: "You are here, there is water on the table, pour it yourself." Hey, a guest? At the last word, the man was already facing the crowd.

Zhao Shuxing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and a black blindfold was buckled on the man's right eye. The man looked like he was in his thirties, with a straight face and a chin.

The man looked at Niu Yi, who was silent, nodded and said, "Good soldier!" ”

asked Huang Huamin again: "What's the matter, let's talk about it?" ”

"This is the battalion commander of the first battalion of the Vanguard Army, Niu Yiniu, the battalion commander." Huang Huamin introduced. Out of nostalgia for the riotous soldiers, Meng Xiang gave Niu Yi the name Niu Yi to commemorate the dream of 100 million soldiers that could never be realized.

"This is Staff Officer Zhao of the Vanguard Army!" Zhao Shuxing gave a gift. But the man did not move.

Huang Huamin saw the man standing there unceremoniously, and explained with a somewhat embarrassed smile: "This is my teacher, a model of secrecy. He served as a colonel in Beiyang Political Axe, and then cultivated in Jinling City for many years. ”

Seeing Fan Chong dressed in a military uniform without any accessories, Zhao Shuxing guessed that he might be from a military background, but he didn't expect that he had been in the Beiyang Army.

Fan Chong turned his head, and the one-eyed stared at Huang Huamin without blinking.

Huang Huamin hurriedly smiled and said, "Teacher, I'm here to invite you out of the mountain today!" ”

The man didn't say a word, but reached out and touched the jagged short stubble on his chin, and then asked, "Hit me?" ”

Huang Huamin nodded hurriedly.

Fan Chong suddenly sneered: "How many soldiers? ”

Huang Huamin turned his head to look at Niu Yi, and added: "It's not the Central Army, it's the local militia." But strong! Stronger than the elite of the Central Army! ”

Niu Yi kept looking back at Fan Chong without saying a word. At this time, he suddenly interjected: "Save people!" ”

"Huh?" Fan Chong was a little surprised, looked at the gloomy sky outside, and asked again after a long time, "How many soldiers?" ”

"Two battalions!" Niu replied one by one.

"Too little! No solution! The die is cast! The disaster of Fushun and Jinan is not far away! Fan Chong suddenly said lonely.

"Save one, live one!" The cow replied word by word.

He suddenly took out a plan with only a few pages from the leather bag he was carrying, and handed it directly to Fan Chong. This is a rescue plan that Meng Xiang has prepared for a long time in order to win over people, but the things that involve predicting the historical trend are covered up by the backhand arrangement.

Fan Chong did not hesitate, directly took the plan and read it carefully.

After everyone stood for a long time, he closed the plan and exclaimed: "Who wrote this plan, it is very discerning, but it is a pity that it is too simple and crude." ”

looked at Niu Yi, who was still standing upright, and sighed slightly: "Manpower is limited, so I can only take one step at a time!" A meager body is not enough to cherish yourself! ”

"Teacher, are you willing to go out of the mountain?!" Huang Huamin asked in surprise.

Fan Chong didn't answer, just raised his head to face a map of China on the wall, and chanted: "The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring and grass. When I feel the tears, I hate the birds. ……”

(Tomorrow will continue three watches)