"Commissioner Zhang."

"Commissioner Zhang."

Say hello politely.

He couldn't hide his awkwardness and a hint of stiffness.

There is no way, Zhang Yong is too young. He is only in his early twenties!

Among the others present, who is not an old military leader? Luo Zhuoying is the youngest, and is already over forty years old.

At Zhang Yong's age, they were still studying at Baoding Military Academy!

"Hello everyone."

Zhang Yong is not stage frightened.

It's already been practiced. Just get used to it.

Although you are facing big bosses, you are not good at fighting.

"Commissioner, please."

Chief of Staff Zhou Lan gave enthusiastic guidance.

Zhang Yong waved his hand and said there was no need to rush. He had something to say.

Immediately, he said calmly: "Do you want to leave Jinling? If so, tell me in private."

After a pause, Zhang Yong said slowly: "I will use a written order to dispatch you to Yangzhou and other places to be responsible for raising food. You can leave Jinling and leave this ghost place in a legitimate manner."

Finished.

Quiet.

silence.

No one spoke.

No one even looked at each other.

Everyone is thinking independently.

Or maybe he's waiting for other people's reactions.

Zhang Yong smiled slightly.

"Don't understand what I mean? Then I'll make it more clear."

"If you want to leave, I'll let you go. You don't have to feel any psychological burden. You are going outside to perform official duties. I have my written order to prove it."

"Those who don't want to leave. Those who stay, don't go against me. Don't make trouble with me."

"I, Zhang Yong, do not have a formal military position. I am an inspector. To put it bluntly, I am responsible for killing people. If I kill the Japanese invaders, I will also kill our own people."

"If anyone makes trouble under my nose, you have to ask yourself if your head is strong enough."

"Don't think I have any scruples. I don't dare to do anything to you. The Japanese are so powerful. They want to kill me, but they can't!"

Finished.

Quiet.

silence.

Luo Zhuoying took a step forward.

Zhang Yong raised his eyebrows, "Sir Luo, are you leaving Jinling?"

"Commissioner Zhang, I won't leave." Luo Zhuoying said slowly, "But I'm very worried about the current situation, and I'm afraid I won't be able to turn around!"

"Yes. Commissioner Zhang." Chief of Staff Zhou Lan also took a step forward, speaking in a cryptic tone, "Now the Japanese invaders are closing in on all fronts, and the defense line is in danger..."

"Come in!"

"good."

A group of people entered the headquarters.

The war room is very big. It can accommodate hundreds of people.

There are large battle maps hung on the four walls. There are various color markings on them.

There are also flags of various colors and shapes. They are densely packed and chaotic. A dozen staff officers are busy around the map.

Very busy.

But it's no use.

Much of the information above is wrong.

The headquarters simply cannot grasp the real situation on the front line. Naturally, it cannot make correct judgments.

Look away.

Too lazy to look.

"Chief of Staff Zhou!"

"arrive!"

"The first thing I want to do when I come to the headquarters is to recover the Purple Mountain."

"ah?"

As soon as this was said, the whole place fell silent.

Even Commander Qian was surprised.

Recover the Purple Mountain?

this……

It’s a bit difficult!

If the Japanese invaders capture the Purple Mountain, they will definitely hold on to it completely.

They also know that the defenders may fight back desperately and want to take it back. Therefore, they will seize the time and deploy desperately.

The current Purple Mountain may be impregnable and difficult to break.

Besides, the Japanese artillery fire...

Quiet.

silence.

"Chief of Staff Zhou..."

"Commissioner, tell me."

"The battle may last 48 hours. The battle will end before dawn the day after tomorrow."

"this……"

Zhou Lan was about to speak but stopped.

The others looked at each other with solemn expressions.

Although no one said anything, everyone felt that this matter was very difficult to handle. Even impossible.

Zhang Yong is a bit whimsical.

"I need to use the entire 67th Army. And Qiu Qingquan's 152nd Division."

"Commissioner, after the 67th Army withdrew from Zijin Mountain, there were only about 13,000 people. The 152nd Division also only had about 5,000 people..."

"Eighteen thousand people. That's enough. In fact, only three thousand people are needed to participate in the attack. The rest are used to block enemy reinforcements."

"Commissioner Zhang..."

"I will personally lead the attack."

"ah?"

Everyone present was in confusion again.

Zhang Yong wants to personally lead the attack? Are you crazy? He will die at any time!

"Shaolong!" Commander Qian was also worried.

"If I can't recover the Purple Mountain, my coming to Jinling will be meaningless." Zhang Yong's words were concise and to the point.

"Then there's no need for you to lead the team yourself!"

"No one knows offense better than me. No one else can do it. Only if I do it myself can I succeed."

Commander Qian:......

Others:…

Zhou Lan gritted his teeth and asked slowly: "Commissioner, if you unfortunately die in battle..."

"Then just pretend I haven't been here!" Zhang Yong said lightly, "The crisis in Jinling is irreversible. You should command your troops to retreat across the river immediately!"
To be continued...