Chapter 182: Zheng Yong, Commander of the 11th Division

"The lonely city of Fengtian is in a desperate situation, and the Army's 11th Division breaks through in blood!"

All newspaper front page headlines featured this shocking news.

Although the fallen citizens had long been mentally prepared, when it really came, the psychological blow to people was undoubtedly extremely huge.

The 11th Division has done its best and has been struggling to hold on for nearly five months without any reinforcements.

When the fall of Fengtian became a fact, everyone began to turn their attention to the 11th Division after breaking through.

The news that followed finally made people feel much more relieved. The troops who broke through the siege fought bloody battles all the way, and with the full assistance of the National Government, they were out of danger.

But there were fierce battles, and the 11th Division had only more than 1,000 officers and soldiers left...

They finally stood out, but Zheng Yong, the commander who personally cut off their rear for them, lost contact with them...

There has been no news of a teacher for more than a month.

Everyone was waiting with great concern, everyone was praying not to happen to what they didn't want to see.

On March 17, the most worrying thing happened. The island country's Asahi Shimbun published an article.

"A squadron of the Kwantung Army of the island country bravely pursued the remnants of the Chinese army in Fengtian, and chased to the area of ​​Dashanzhangzi, and bit a team of more than ten Chinese people.

The Chinese soldiers resisted the enemy, and the Imperial soldiers were forced to use grenade launchers and lightning guns to bombard them. The team of more than ten Chinese soldiers were all killed.

When cleaning up the battlefield, I found that it was bombed to the point of being completely different. He was about twenty years old and was wearing the military uniform of the Northeast Frontier Defense Army of China. He carried two gold bars, half a pack of cigarettes and other items. After identification, it can be determined that Zheng Yong, the commander of the 11th Division of China…”

"Teacher Zheng died for his country, and the major general is famous for his eternal life!"

The newspapers and magazines such as Ta Kung Pao, Shen Bao all published this heartbreaking news with headlines.

This is a legendary general, a general who has been creating miracles from beginning to end.

He has brought too many surprises and miracles to the Chinese people, and he has brought too much excitement and encouragement to the Chinese people.

However, this time the miracle did not come to him.

At the Nanjing Military Conference held on the same day, the Commander-in-Chief personally proposed to pay silence to General Zheng Yong and all the martyrs who died in the Fengtian Breakthrough Battle.

All walks of life expressed their heavy condolences. A funeral committee composed of celebrities from all walks of life is planning to organize a grand memorial service to mourn Zheng Yonghe and the heroes who died in Fengtian.

Zhang Xueliang also sent his own mourning telegram. In the telegram, he spared no effort to praise Zheng Yong's various heroic performances, and said that the Northeast Frontier Defense Force was proud of his soldiers...

"This, Zheng Yong was really killed?"

Putting down the newspaper in his hand, the chairman sighed softly.

"The news we just received is that Zheng Yong may not have sacrificed yet."

"Oh?" The report from the subordinate cheered up the Chairman: "What's going on?"

"Our inside line tells us that although the body found by the islanders is about the same age as Zheng Yong and is also wearing a major general uniform, it is a little fatter than Zheng Yonglai, especially those hands, which are not very similar to those of you who hold a gun for a long time..."

"Okay, very good, that means Zheng Yong is not dead yet."

The Chairman's tone was a little excited: "I spared no effort to find Zheng Yong's whereabouts, and I must not let him fall into the hands of the islanders."

After a while, he asked again.

"How is the 11th Division that stands out now?"

"I have been completely crippled and am resting, Chairman."

The chairman pondered for a moment.

"It doesn't matter if you are disabled, you can still reorganize. The government decided to move the capital to Luoyang. The war in Shanghai was in a tight position. The 87th Division was transferred to Shanghai, the 88th Division was stationed in Suzhou, and Nanjing's defense was empty.

This is the 11th Division was transferred to Nanjing for reorganization, and the elite personnel were drawn from each unit to supplement. Tell the German advisory group leader Weizeer that in addition to the 36th Division, 87th Division, 88th Division, and the teaching corps, we decided to arm another German division!"

"Yes, I'll do it right away, but what if Zheng Yongzhen..."

"I hope he can still live. This person is still very capable of fighting and young. It is the future of the party and the country. However, if he is really unfortunate to die..."

The chairman frowned slightly.

"The 11th Division is still a German-style teacher, so I can comfort Fengtian's heroic spirit..."

The three German armed divisions mentioned by the Chairman were the formerly guards of the Chairman. They were always directly controlled by the Chairman and deployed in important areas of the Gyeonggi. They were the most respected and trusted troops by the Chairman. Just like the personal guards of the ancient times, they were therefore the first to receive German equipment and German training, which naturally fell on the heads of these three divisions indisputably.

According to the opinions of the German consultant, these three divisions and the teaching corps are demonstration units for the new reorganization of the National Army and should not be easily transferred to the battlefield.

However, after the 128th Songhu Incident, the 87th Division and the 88th Division were quickly transferred to the battlefield and shouldered heavy responsibilities. Therefore, they were strongly dissatisfied by German consultants.

George Weizel, the head of the advisory group at that time, expressed strong protest to the chairman and had disputes and conflicts with the chairman. The status of these three divisions in the minds of German consultants can also be seen from this.

Therefore, the 11th Division is about to be reorganized into a brand new German and equipment division, which is also the biggest compliment for them in the Fengtian War of Resistance...

"Battle! Bastard! Bastard!"

Situ Tianrui tore up the newspaper a few times, and stepped on it a few times as if he was puzzled, and shouted furiously.

"This group of island people, the master's seat... I want to avenge my master's seat!"

"Master's seat, is it gone?" Tao Ping, who was slumped on the ground, murmured.

Tieding Kingdom was smoking cigarettes continuously, one after another.

Ouyang Ping didn't say a word and just sat there blankly.

The Master has been killed and he will bear all the responsibility. If he hadn't been tampering with the lottery, the Master might have escaped at this time...

At this time, Chunni came over with Nansheng.

Several officers stood up hurriedly, and Situ Tianrui was in a panic to pack up the newspaper on the ground.

I can't let Chunni know about this bad news, at least, I can't...

"No need to hide, I have heard that Brother Zheng Yong is dead."

Chunni came to them and looked at them in a panic look, with not much sadness on her face.

"But I don't believe it, I don't believe that Brother Zheng Yong is dead, really..."

"Chunni, listen to me, Master..." Tao Ping didn't know how to comfort her.

Chunni suddenly smiled, and she pointed to her heart and said.

"If Brother Zheng Yong really dies, I will feel it and it will hurt here. I felt very painful when my father died. But now I don't feel any pain here, so Brother Zheng Yong will definitely be fine."

The surroundings were so quiet.

Is Chunni oversad?

"Godfather won't die. Godfather is so powerful that no one in the island country can catch him!" Nan Sheng said to his uncles innocently.

Tiedingguo squatted on the ground and started sobbing...

Taoerdian, a company to which the 106th Division belongs.

The island army has already taken a large-scale attack on this, which makes the Chinese soldiers a little nervous.

Some time ago, they learned that Fengtian had finally lost his position and the commander of the 11th Division Zheng Yong was also killed, which made them feel a little sad.

Everyone was from the Northeast Frontier Defense Forces, and they didn't shoot away, but they were stunned when Fengtian resisted for several months, and finally earned some face for their Northeast Army.

After inspecting the position, the company commander lit a cigarette and started chatting with a platoon leader next to him.

"There are situations, some are situations, about seven or eight people are approaching my position, carrying weapons, all with weapons!"

The company commander suddenly became nervous. Mom, don’t you attack now? This is a method that the islanders always like to use.

I hurried to the forefront position and took the telescope, but no matter how I looked like an islander in the telescope.

Those who were stumbled towards each other, counted eight of them, all dressed in tatters and looked as if they were injured.

"Seat, do you want to shoot?"

"Wait!" the company commander shouted out loud.

I saw it, he saw it in the telescope!

The men stopped, and then, a flag that had been burned to death was being raised in their hands.

The blue sky and the white sun are all red!

Even though most of it had been burned down, the company commander could still tell that it was blue sky, white sun and red!

“Respond, answer!”

The company commander was the first to rush out of the trench.

There are only eight people in total.

The eight people were covered in wounds, and the blood had solidified into pieces, and their clothes could not be distinguished. If they had not supported each other, they might not be able to stand.

But it can be proved that they are soldiers. They are still holding them tightly in their hands, and they are unwilling to give up when they die, and are bayonet guns!

The man in the lead face was covered with blackness, dirt, blood and dust that blocked his original appearance. He saluted the company commander, supported himself with a gun, and said.
Chapter completed!