C18 Temporary third battalion commander

"Sigh!" The Director Zhou became anxious and asked again: "A group of two groups s has more or less sent out some reinforcements, the enemies are coming ferociously, Zhang Mingda can't hold on much longer."

When the Director Zhou was mentioned, Jiang Zhongzheng would especially be infuriated. He grumbled to the Director Zhou: "Alright then, the teaching second group is extremely good, Wang Boling is extremely incompetent, he can't even manage his own team well."

As he was speaking, he accidentally saw Shen Yingshi, who was at the side, and an idea suddenly formed in his mind. He said: "At that time, take my order badge to remove Guild Leader and let you take over teaching second group Guild Leader. You will go immediately! "You have to hold on."

At the moment, Shen Yingshi was feeling anxious because of the war, he heard Jiang Zhongzheng giving him a pleasant surprise, directly rising from the First Battalion Commander to the teaching second group Leader.

Jiang Zhongzheng stared at Shen Yingshi, and cast another Tightening Curse: I let you be the Guild Leader, not because of the enemies in front of you, you have to defeat them. If you lose, I will shoot you dead.

Shen Yingshi stuck out his chest, a resolute expression on his face: "Yes, Principal. I will definitely complete your orders, if not, you won't even need to shoot me, I definitely won't come back alive."

Hearing that, Jiang Zhongzheng's face turned a little better, he was pleased that there was someone in Huang Po that could be entrusted with this task, so he wrote a hand order on the desk and passed it to Shen Yingshi.

However, Jiang Zhongzheng was extremely disappointed with Wang Boling, and no longer trusted his ability to lead any more troops. He stared at the few students seated around him. Needless to say, Jiang Xianyun was a talented person, he also liked him a lot, but as for the fact that this was a battalion, he took into account that Chu Yun had never been in charge of military affairs before, so he looked at the others. Zuo Quan, Hu Zongnan, and Du Peiming were all second lieutenant class officers, it was hard for them to convince the masses.

Li Boyang! He was at ease with this student's abilities, after fighting a few times, he had a voice in his ears and a tinge of color, it could be said that he was courageous and scheming, furthermore, he was a special task force Company Commander, the promotion of which to the position of Battalion Commander would not arouse too much criticism. Jiang Zhongzheng pondered in his heart, as he habitually looked at Director Zhou for advice.

The Director Zhou had long since formed a tacit understanding with Jiang Zhongzheng, so he could think about other people's things. Adding that Li Boyang was indeed an officer with an extremely high military background, he nodded towards Jiang Zhongzheng.

With that in mind, Jiang Zhongzheng cast his gaze towards Li Boyang and ordered: "Li Boyang, listen up. I want you to carry out my mission to teach a group of 3rd Battalion's temporary battalion commander, take my orders immediately to find He Yingqin and organize the troops. I want to see the results, to win the battle back, and whether or not you have the confidence or not I can accomplish it."

When Li Boyang heard the principal call out his name, he immediately stood up. When he heard the appointment of him as the 3rd Battalion's temporary Battalion Commander, he was stunned, but he quickly reacted, this was an opportunity and a challenge, once the fight was over, he would immediately get rid of it.

Li Boyang strongly saluted and calmly replied, "I will not disappoint the Principal's expectations. I will put on a beautiful fight for you and Director Zhou to see."

"Alright!" Jiang Zhongzheng passed the replacement Battalion Commander order into Li Boyang's hands, and said slowly: "I am not going, I will wait in Freshwater City for the news of your victory. If you lose, the Principal I will thank Prime Minister Chen Zhaoyang and I from Freshwater City."

Li Boyang grabbed the writ in his hand and turned around. Although he walked out slowly due to his injuries, his fighting spirit could be seen by everyone.

"Principal, we want to join the battle as well." Jiang Xianyun and the rest said.

Jiang Zhongzheng waved his hand: "Go, Huang Po's future is in your hands."

Ma Zuoyi set up his headquarters on the mountain that he had just occupied. He had already ordered his troops to surround and attack the Freshwater City from three sides, while he focused his main attack on the 3rd Battalion that was constantly retreating, whose legs were unstable, and the west gate that the teaching second group was defending. This place was the focus of both sides' competition.

In Ma Zuoyi's telescope, the west gate of the Freshwater City that was covered in smoke appeared and disappeared. His soldiers rushed towards the city gate like a yellow tide, killing shouts, machine gun sounds, and the explosion of grenades.

An earth-shattering battle cry came as Ma Zuoyi looked over carefully. Student Army, who was inside the city gates, unleashed a counter-attack that did not fear death, and the school army dressed in gray military uniform surged out of the city with shining bayonets, forming a gray tide, the two tides suddenly clashed and countless white bayonets shone under the blazing sun, the two sides shot at each other without any cover, and the crowd fell down bit by bit. When they got close, the shiny bayonets stabbed into each other's bodies.

Through the binoculars, he could see his soldiers charging at him again and again, but they had to retreat again and again. Each time they retreated, they would leave behind a pile of dead bodies and wiggling wounded people.

Ma Zuoyi slowly lowered the binoculars, the corners of his eyes twitched unnaturally. When did Cannon Sun train such a strong army in Guangzhou? Just from this fearless counterattack, it was possible that not a single unit in the entire Cantonese Army could be found.

Ma Zuoyi called for his aide-de-camp: "Tell the artillery not to save on artillery shells, and throw them at the west gate for me, I don't believe that I won't be able to get through."

The aide ran off. Ma Zuoyi touched the stubble on his chin and thought: Originally, I thought that Xiong Shu was defeated by the Revolutionary Army because his army was too weak. But now, it looks like this unknown Student Army is really extraordinary.

The Freshwater City taught a group of pars communis.

He Yingqin's face became gloomy, if not for the fact that Wang Jun was weak and did not flee in the face of the battle, he would have wanted to kill Wang Jun. On the other hand, Wang Jun looked like a defeated soldier with a head full of dirt, which made He Yingqin so angry that his nose became crooked.

Wang Jun's face was pale white. He knew that his military career had been ruined from today onwards.

The guard unceremoniously led Wang Jun away, and He Yingqin asked the chief of staff at the side: "Does the principal have any new orders?"

The Chief of Staff shook his head. At this time, the sounds of killing outside the city became louder and louder. Along with the whistling sound of artillery shells coming from the sky, a series of gunshots sounded out from the west side of the city.

He Yingqin's face changed again and again, he was truly afraid that the teaching second group would not be able to hold on, if they were to fight in the city, not only would all their previous efforts be wasted, it would also be a problem for them to escape.

"Reporting team, Special Task Force Company Commander Li Boyang has been ordered to report!" Li Boyang walked into the pars communis and took two steps forward to salute.

He Yingqin saw that Li Boyang's expression had eased up, and he forced out a smile: "Capturing Tiger, if you're injured, go to the rear and recuperate."

Li Boyang shook his head, and then passed Jiang Zhongzheng's pass to He Yingqin: "It's the Principal's pass."

He Yingqin raised his eyebrows, took a look at the order, and his expression became much more serious, but he then worriedly said: "Don't force yourself, how are your injuries? If you are not feeling well, tell me, should I ask the principal to change you?"

He had a stomachache, but he would not run to the back of the group to be a wounded soldier at a critical moment in the battle. He patted his belly without a care and said: "Don't worry, Company Leader, it's just a small bite, nothing serious will happen."

He Yingqin nodded his head, what he was worried about was that the 3rd Battalion did not have anyone suitable to lead them, and now that the Principal had directly appointed Li Boyang as the 3rd Battalion's temporary Battalion Commander, in his view, this candidate was extremely suitable.

He Yingqin asked: How do you plan to fight?

Li Boyang thought for a moment and said, "A perfect victory."

He Yingqin's interest was piqued, and he asked with a smile: "What is this strange method?"

Li Boyang blinked his eyes: "I think there is still a group of Chen Army in Freshwater City that has not been annihilated. They heard about the arrival of reinforcements and rushed out of the city with their lives on the line."

He Yingqin was happy when he heard it and his eyes couldn't help but light up. This strange skill could indeed be used in a surprise attack, but Elite Armaments were often dangerous, and he pointed out the hidden troubles of his thought: "What if the reinforcements already know that the city is destroyed?"

Li Boyang shook his head, and said: "It has only been an hour since we took over Freshwater City, and with 3rd Battalion and two groups being forced to retreat, the enemy is currently acting arrogantly, they would definitely not think of that."

He Yingqin muttered to himself for a long time. After thinking for a while, he said: "The first time, 3rd Battalion was defeated. When you go, we must restore our morale.

Li Boyang looked at He Yingqin gratefully. As the Special Task Force was brought out by him, it was obviously easy to use, and it could be used in crucial times as well. "Thank you, Regiment, I will be going now."

He Yingqin waved his hand, and sent a guard to lead the way for Li Boyang, saying: "The Principal and I believe you, let go and do what you want."

Li Boyang turned and left pars communis, and the guard quickly led him to the Special Task Force encampment. After the few battles, the team had lost a lot of members, and there were still over seventy soldiers rushing out of the city under Lan Yundong's lead.

"Company Commander!" Lan Yundong's eyes were sharp, he immediately saw Li Boyang, he ran over happily and the soldiers of the Special Task Force all surrounded Company Commander happily when they saw him return. Since the battle at Dongguan, they had not been under Li Boyang's command for long, and missed him a little.

"What are you doing?" Li Boyang walked very slowly. He looked at the special task force officer and asked as if he was about to step out of the station.

Lan Yundong explained: "pars communis had ordered the group to gather earlier, so I saw you after we just gathered."

"Oh!" Uncle Li nodded, and said: "The orders have changed, you guys follow me to 3rd Battalion, now 3rd Battalion is under my command."

Lan Yundong was overjoyed when he heard it: "There's something for you in Company Commander, to be promoted so quickly, you are the first student to be promoted to Battalion Commander."

Li Boyang smirked and said: "Battalion Commander, we have a military order. If the commander is not strong enough, my head will have to move."

Lan Yundong had a natural trust towards Li Boyang, which was built up from when he led them to victory. He believed that Li Boyang commanding a battalion was not a problem, and winning a battle was not a problem either. He laughed and said: "I do not dare say that others will be able to become Battalion Commanders, but I am 100% confident that Company Commander can become this Battalion Commander."

After the two talked for a bit, Li Boyang immediately told Lan Yundong to bring him to the 3rd Battalion, he needed to regain his fighting strength as soon as possible.

The 3rd Battalion suffered a huge defeat and finally returned to the city. However, the Battalion Commander was sent away by the law enforcement team, and the Party Representative Cai Guangju was now in the rear hospital. The group of people lacked a leader, and all the soldiers were dejected, their heads full of gray and their fighting spirit gone.

Seeing that the 3rd Battalion was the coward in front of him, Li Boyang's face turned cold. He quickly walked to the place with the most officers and said loudly: "The pars communis has appointed me as the commander of the 3rd Battalion. All the platoon officers stand up."

Everyone was stunned at first when they heard this, but then they looked at Li Boyang who didn't seem like he was joking. The military officers were mostly Li Boyang's first class classmates, so everyone quickly stood up and saluted.

Li Boyang took out his watch and looked at the time, then ordered the officer who was standing up, "Gather your team within five minutes."

Everyone was still not used to it, so they just stood there in a daze and didn't move. They just looked at each other.

He only glanced at his classmates who were very familiar with him, and said: "Soldiers regard obeying orders as their natural duty, I did not explain it clearly just now, and I repeat: Captain has appointed me as the 3rd Battalion's temporary Battalion Commander, Battalion Commander Wang Jun has other important matters to attend to, I now order you all to gather a group of people to prepare for battle within five minutes."

Finished speaking, Li Boyang raised his voice and shouted, "Obey your orders!"

This shout gave everyone a fright, and they immediately puffed out their chests and shouted: "Yes, Battalion Commander!"

"Luo Qun!" Li Boyang saw a familiar face in the crowd.

"Battalion Commander!" Luo Qun and Li Boyang were old acquaintances, the two of them had often played chess together and were both stinky players. He came over and saluted them with a serious face: "Reporting to the camp, 3rd Battalion 8 companies' representative, Luo Qun, has been ordered to report this!"

Li Boyang looked at Luo Qun who was trying his best to hold back his laughter, and fiercely punched him in the chest, and scolded him: "You son of a bitch, your salutations are crooked."

Luo Qun could not hold it in any longer, and with a grin, he threw back his fist, causing Li Boyang to scream in pain, and said: "You little brat, you've already become Battalion Commander, you're really fast."

Li Boyang laughed, he ignored this and asked in a low voice: "Old Luo, how are the casualties?"

Luo Qun sighed dejectedly: "The casualties aren't that great, but we didn't manage to snatch the two heavy machine guns that were thrown onto the ground."

Hearing that there were not many casualties, Li Boyang heaved a sigh of relief, "The heavy machine gun can still be recovered. If there are no more people, then there's really no more."

He then asked, "What's the situation with the enemy troops on the other side? Tell me."

Luo Qun had a deep impression of this group of enemies. At that time, the eighth company he was in was right at the center of the formation. He gathered a few words and said: "This group of enemies have very strong sense of attack.

When Li Boyang heard this, he laughed and thought that this group of enemies was quite close to him.

Luo Qun then said: "The enemy's numbers are around 2000, it can be considered elite. There are two mountain cannons to pay attention to."

"Yes!" Li Boyang nodded his head nonchalantly. "Yes, elite! We are fighting against elites! But we can't fight today, we have to be smart!" Li Boyang smiled sinisterly as he made up his mind.

He let Luo Qun come over and whispered, "Go and strip three hundred sets of military uniforms from the captives!"

Hearing that, Luo Qun's eyes lit up, he could not help but nod his head, then immediately brought his 8 companies to the prison camp.