"What do you mean?" Hu Xingzhi glared at the deputy commander and said angrily with a murderous expression.
Wei Jianjun hung up on Hu Xingzhi's phone after scolding him for his family's layout. Hu Xingzhi, who had never been humiliated like this, was furious. He roared in the headquarters, "Go! Bring that Wei Jianjun here! "
However, those who didn't know Wei Jianjun were at a loss. Those who knew Wei Jianjun showed an expression of trying to calm the situation down. This made Hu Xingzhi even angrier. He cursed under his breath, then shouted at the vice-leader, "Go get some men and bring Wei Jianjun here!"
The deputy commander showed a troubled expression. After thinking for a moment, he actually persuaded Hu Xingzhi, "Regiment commander, I think Commander Wei has lost his mind because of his anger. You should be understanding of him. "
Hearing the deputy commander's words, Hu Xingzhi's anger was not extinguished. Instead, it intensified. "What do you mean?" Hu Xingzhi glared at the deputy commander and said angrily with a murderous expression.
The deputy commander didn't lose his composure because of Hu Xingzhi's glare. He continued to persuade, "Regiment commander, let's withdraw the third battalion now."
"The third battalion is unlucky. They poked a hornet's nest again. Of course, I know that. " The rage on Hu Xingzhi's face dissipated quickly. Although he was still anxious, he didn't show any signs of losing his rationality.
This time, the deputy commander and the political commissar didn't say anything. Although these people didn't know the identity of the acting chief of staff, Qi Rui, they all knew that Hu Xingzhi was the son of the Liberation Army's boss, Hu Chenghe's family. In front of such an identity, as long as Hu Xingzhi didn't really do anything outrageous, no one was willing to argue with him.
"You can't just look at the number of casualties in the third battalion … the third battalion … the third battalion … is just unlucky!" Hu Chenghe finally calmed himself down. The 3rd Battalion was really too unlucky. The order given by the 24th Division's military headquarters was suitable for all the defense troops. The two battalions in Hu Chenghe's regiment were fine, and their casualties were almost negligible. Pulling the three battalions out of the battle line was also a solution, but the commander had already ordered all the troops to hold on. Hu Chenghe really did not dare to have the slightest thought of going against the order. The reason why he flew into a rage just now was not because he really believed that Wei Jianjun of the 3rd Battalion had a reason to kill him, but purely because of Wei Jianjun's resistance. In a sense, Hu Chenghe realized that he could not help the 3rd Battalion at all. Feeling his own incompetence, Hu Chenghe's mood worsened.
Seeing that no one in the regiment headquarters was willing to give him a way out, Hu Chenghe couldn't just leave the matter of the 3rd Battalion alone. Finally, Hu Chenghe said, "I'll personally go to the 3rd Battalion." After that, he left the regiment headquarters with his guards.
Looking at Hu Xingzhi's back, the people in the regiment headquarters relaxed. The deputy commander heaved a sigh of relief and could not help but say, "Commander, you should have gone to the 3rd Battalion a long time ago to check on the situation there." These words seemed to have been approved by everyone in the regiment headquarters, so no one raised any objections.
Only the political commissar said, "Quickly bring the wounded of the 3rd Battalion over and send them to the military hospital." As soon as these words came out, all the discussions that might have been caused by the deputy commander's words were over, and the deputy commander immediately went to do his work. Regardless of the casualties of the 3rd Battalion, the two battalions that were in a defensive state now had no problems at all. Whether it was a counterattack or an attack, the 1st and 2nd Battalions could quickly enter the battle. The deputy commander went to contact the battalion commanders of the two battalions.
After getting a clear statement from the two battalion commanders, the deputy commander put down the phone in relief. In the regiment, Hu Xingzhi was a young man. He became a lieutenant colonel before the age of 30, and the deputy commander in his thirties was only a major. In this kind of situation, the deputy commander would not take the initiative to cause trouble for Hu Xingzhi, but he would not forcibly stop Hu Xingzhi from doing something that would affect Hu Xingzhi's future.
If he had left the army earlier, this would not have happened at all! The deputy commander judged Hu Xingzhi's actions in his heart. Moreover, the deputy commander felt that it was very interesting. In the entire regiment, there were three battalions, and the battalion commander who was more inclined to Hu Xingzhi was considered the 3rd Battalion. From a general personnel point of view, Hu Xingzhi should have some inclination towards the 3rd Battalion.
Even if he wanted the 3rd Battalion to fight a tough battle and accumulate merits for Hu Xingzhi, he had to use the best steel on the edge of the blade. Like Hu Xingzhi, who directly used the troops that were highly obedient, was really a choice that only those rich young masters would make. For a person of ordinary background like the deputy commander, any opportunity and any relationship had to be gradually built up. And for Hu Xingzhi, who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, from a noble family in the military, what they saw since childhood was unconditional obedience from others. Before they obtained their status through their own efforts, this group of people knew that others had to obey them first.
Thinking of this, a thought suddenly came to his mind. It would be great if Hu Xingzhi was killed by stray bullets on the battlefield. However, as soon as this thought came to his mind, the deputy commander himself became vigilant. He hurriedly shook his head. No matter what benefits Hu Xingzhi's death would bring to the deputy commander, Hu Xingzhi was at most an unpleasant person, far from the point where he had to die. More importantly, if the regiment commander died in battle, the deputy commander and the others might not have a good ending. There were indeed inexperienced people like Hu Xingzhi in the troops, but there were also many people who had rich foresight. Once the deputy commander's thoughts were discovered by those people, the deputy commander's road to promotion would probably end there.
Thinking of this, the deputy commander picked up the phone again. "Is this the 1st Battalion Commander? Give me a platoon first, I'll bring them to the 3rd Battalion to help carry the wounded back quickly. " After putting down the phone, the deputy commander spoke to the political commissar, and then waited for the troops to arrive before going to the 3rd Battalion's position.
At this time, Hu Xingzhi had already arrived at the 3rd Battalion's position. As he walked towards the 3rd Battalion's position, Hu Xingzhi had the intention to immediately tie up Wei Jianjun and lead the way once he saw him. However, after walking for a while, he became more and more diffident. Hu Xingzhi had not been in the regiment for a long time. Among the three battalions in the regiment, the 1st and 2nd Battalions were originally from the same unit as the deputy commander. Only three battalions were transferred from another unit. Therefore, he was more at ease with the 3rd Battalion.
However, his reassurance had the opposite effect. The 3rd Battalion's losses were far beyond Hu Xingzhi's imagination. The further he walked, the more uneasy Hu Xingzhi felt. The extent of damage to the position was terrible. The power of the American artillery was not as great as that of the Liberation Army, but the difference was not as great as the difference between heaven and earth. It could be seen that the American artillerymen had carried out shelling on the lakeshore controlled by the 3rd Battalion regardless of the cost.
Hu Xingzhi suddenly had a suspicion that if he did not place the 3rd Battalion, which was not fully staffed, here to defend, but instead put the regiment's main force here. Faced with the crazy bombardment of the Americans, how great would the regiment's losses be?
Thinking about the tactical problem, Hu Xingzhi continued to move forward. Not long after, he saw a long line of people carrying stretchers towards him. Those people should be the injured soldiers of the 3rd Battalion. Hu Xingzhi immediately caught up with them. When he reached the front of the stretcher team, Hu Xingzhi saw that the person leading was Wei Jianjun.
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