So cool.

Keep frying, keep having fun.

It won't kill you little naughty little devils.

Come on!

Come up together!

Queue to die!

Pigs charge!

Aim the rocket launcher at the edge of the radar map.

There were also Japanese invaders over there, more than 500 of them.

Didn’t say it. Exploded!

"Chirp chirp chirp..."

"Chirp chirp chirp..."

Rockets roared away one after another.

The accuracy may be a bit poor, but it doesn't matter. There are plenty of rockets.

If the quality is not enough, the quantity must be improved.

This is Zhang Yong's stupid method.

"Rumble..."

"Rumble..."

A dull explosion sounded.

Although the distance is four or five kilometers, I can still hear it clearly.

You can even see the firelight reflected by the clouds. Even in the daytime, you can see the intensity of the explosion.

At the same time, the radar map showed that the number of red dots had decreased. In a moment, it was reduced by more than a hundred.

Not bad. Very satisfied.

A single chaotic volley could kill hundreds of Japanese invaders.

With a few more salvos like this, the Japanese casualties will definitely exceed half. Unfortunately, they haven't even met the national army yet...

If the Japanese aggressors did not change their tactics and continued like this, no matter how many people they came, they would not be killed.

By the way, who is the commander of the 11th Japanese Division?

When did the rocket fall on his head...

"Report!"

Suddenly, someone came in a hurry.

He was the director of the telecommunications office of the 145th Division. He was sweating profusely and panting.

"What's up?"

"Sir Commissioner, there is an urgent message from the Attendant's Office, asking you to return to the Jiujiang Advance Command Post."

"Telegram to me."

Zhang Yong frowned and reached out to take the telegram.

After a quick glance, it was indeed correct. Here comes the reminder again.

Confuse.

Is there something so important that I have to go back to the Jiujiang Advance Command Post by myself?

Could it be that Gu Zhutong can no longer take care of himself?

joke……

Hu Zongnan, Gu Zhu and others seemed to have lost not a hair during the Anti-Japanese War.

On the contrary, Tang Enbo seemed to have been injured in the early stages of the Anti-Japanese War.

In the early stage, Tang Enbo is better at fighting.

"Commissioner, please leave quickly!" Qu Yuanshan became nervous.

This is the second call.

Or an urgent call from the attendant's room.

It shows that the situation is really important and needs to be handled by Zhang Yong personally.

"It's okay." Zhang Yong said lightly.

"Commissioner, leave this to me. Unless the 145th Division is defeated, it is absolutely impossible for the Japanese invaders to capture Tongling." Qu Yuanshan was anxious.

He still understands the priorities of things.

This is the matter of one division. It is a local war. But the Jiujiang Forward Command Post may be related to the overall situation.

Qu Yuanshan was confident that he could handle the battle in Tongling. There was no need for Zhang Yong to take charge personally.

However, at the Jiujiang Forward Command Post, it was Zhang Yong.

"fine……"

"Commissioner, if you don't act immediately, I will be in trouble."

"All right."

Zhang Yong had no choice but to agree.

Indeed, there are only three things to do. If you push it further, it will be serious.

If the attendants think that Qu Yuanshan is unwilling to let him go, then forget about it.

From now on, Qu Yuanshan and the 145th Division will all be wearing small shoes. This is equivalent to harming others.

So he said goodbye and left.

When I arrived at the dock, I found that Xu Kang was here again.

It turned out that he came to Tongling to pick up Zhang Yong after receiving an order from the attendant's office.

well……

Zhang Yong had no choice but to get on the boat.

Before leaving, he left 800 rockets for the 145th Division.

If you use it sparingly, it should be enough for a while.

If he, Zhang Yong, were not at the scene, others would definitely be very frugal in using artillery shells and would not use them lightly.

For a battle like the one just now, light weapons are enough, and there is no need to use 107mm large-caliber artillery shells.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

Say goodbye. Take a boat and go upstream.

Go all the way back to Anqing Pier, disembark, and go to the airport.

The BA-65 fighter jet he was flying had already been filled with fuel and took off.

Directly fly to Jiujiang Airport and land.

Du Songyue and Zhang Weifan were all there to greet him at the airport.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yong asked, "What news have you received?"

"We don't know what to do." Du Songyue replied, "Director Lin of the Attendant's Office is asking you to come back immediately."

"I'm back now. What should I do?" Zhang Yong spread his hands.

Du Songyue was silent. Zhang Weifan was also silent.

Zhang Yong looked at Zhang Weifan.

I was a little bored at first, but...

Forget it. Commander Qian has already begged for mercy. Let bygones be bygones.

Under the roof of others, I have to bow my head.

Life...

Suddenly I found that Zhang Weifan was about to speak but stopped talking.

"Whatever comes to mind, tell me."

"Humble job..."
To be continued...