Soon, the news that Li Yunlong was about to get married spread throughout the Frost City, and Frost became lively.

However, according to the discipline of the Eighth Route Army, marriage usually requires reporting to superiors.

After receiving the telegram, the brigade commander was speechless. Before the battle was finished, Li Yunlong was going to get married.

As expected, just like what the Chief of Staff said, Li Yunlong cannot praise him.

Although this time is not a big deal, the timing is indeed a bit bad.

No matter how much he complained, the brigade commander agreed.

After all, Li Yunlong has been with him for so many years and has indeed reached this age.

At the same time, President Jiang from the other side of the mountain city also received a special telegram.

But it was not a good thing, but one of his troops lost another position in Hebei.

"Waste, a group of waste! A division, even a brigade cannot stop it. What do I want them to do with such a waste team?"

President Jiang flipped his waist and kept gasping, which showed that he was very angry at this time.

"President, there is no way. Most of this army is members of the warlords from all over Hebei in the past, and most of them are young masters."

"What does it mean to be helpless?" President Jiang said angrily: "Oh my god, our national army does not need such a waste."

"The division number has been withdrawn, and the division commander of this division will also be sent to me to the military court!"

Chen Cheng smiled bitterly and said, "President, you are still fighting now. It is probably not appropriate to kill the generals at the last battle."

President Jiang snorted coldly: "A rat shit ruins a pot of soup. If there is such a bad army in our national army, there will be big problems sooner or later."

"We have to find a way to deal with it!"

After saying that, President Jiang sat on the chair, his chest kept undulating.

Suddenly, the entire command center fell into silence and no one dared to speak again.

A few minutes later, President Jiang, who had calmed down a little, looked up and said.

"What is the name of this unit and the name of the division commander?"

Chen Zhen immediately stepped forward and said, "The 7th Division of the National Army is temporarily organized, and the commanders and soldiers are major generals and commanders Chang Naichao."

"President, I have an idea, don't you know whether to talk or not?"

"Say!" President Jiang glanced at Chen Cheng angrily.

Chen Cheng smiled slightly: "Hebei is not Taiyuan from the Northeast, and now there is only Jia Xuanzhong's team in the Northeast."

"No matter how low the combat effectiveness of this temporary seventh division is, the number of people is still there, so it's better to transfer them to the Northeast."

"One can intimidate the Japanese and Li Yunlong in the Northeast, and two can also prepare for our army's attack on the Northeast in the future."

"Northeast?" President Jiang slowly stood up, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

He had already decided to recover the Northeast and take the Northeast into his own hands.

But what can happen if the Seventh Division is temporarily gone? Can the pig in tiger skin scare away two tigers?

As if seeing President Jiang's hesitation, Chen Cheng spoke again.

"President, the Kwantung Army in the Northeast is an elite Japanese army. Let the Seventh Division go through the training and may improve their combat effectiveness."

"What's more, even if these young masters stay in Hebei, it's a hindrance. If we transfer them from Hebei, we can let other troops take over their bases with justification."

President Jiang was silent for a moment and nodded: "What you said makes sense."

"In this way, you ask the nearest unit in Hebei to issue an order and take over the garrison of the temporary 7th Division by the way."

"Yes!" Chen Cheng responded, then quickly turned around and left.

Soon after, the order was issued.

At the temporary seventh division in Hebei, Chang Naichao was sitting on a chair and was sucking in the clouds and fog.

"Teacher, we just lost the city. Are you still in the mood to smoke here again?"

Chang Naichao smiled slightly: "What's the hurry? Things have happened. Even if we are so anxious that our butts are on fire, it's useless."

"It's better to take a break if you have this time. Maybe there's still a chance to fight the Japanese and be caught off guard."

The Chief of Staff shook his head helplessly: "Teacher, we can't continue like this!"

"Now other troops have said that our division's combat effectiveness is at the bottom of all the national army teams, so you are not in a hurry at all?"

Chang Naichao was stunned, then smiled and said, "What's the point of being anxious about this?"

"Old guy, times have changed, you have to change your mind and look at the problem from the overall situation."

The Chief of Staff was stunned and thought to himself: Is his division commander sacrificing himself for the overall situation? But it doesn't look like it over the years.

"Teacher, I don't understand the humble position, please make it clear."

Chang Naichao took a sip of cigarette, stood up and patted his shoulder and smiled, "Old guy, from a big perspective, our division's combat effectiveness is at the bottom, which means we have no room for decline, and there is only room for improvement."

"In recent years, I have been reflecting again that many troops of our national army have won many victories, but why doesn't President Jiang commend me?"

"There is only one reason, that is, they didn't attract President Jiang's attention!"

The chief of staff suddenly twitched, and he thought to himself: Is the overall situation you are talking about?

"Teacher, what do you mean?"

Chang Naichao sneered: "The ancients said that a good man did a hundred things and did something bad when he died, then he would become the evil person among the people. A bad man did something bad for his life. If he did something good, he would become a Buddha immediately."

"The same goes for us. If we lose so many battles and suddenly win a battle, it will inevitably attract the attention of the president."

"Does this be called breaking and then establishing one's understanding?"

The chief of staff rolled his eyes: "What if we can't win?"

Chang Naichao sat down again: "If you can't win, don't fight. Wait for the opportunity, wait for a chance to win a battle."

"The fortune teller said that I often make a great contribution to the dragon and phoenix among people. If I don't make a sound, I will make a splash."

The chief of staff shook his head helplessly and then walked out of the house.

He knew that Chang Naichao was not waiting for the opportunity at all, but had already been put on the ground and lay down.

At this moment, a soldier walked in with another commander of the National Army.

Seeing the visitor, Chang Naichao immediately stood up: "Old Feng? Why are you here?"

Commander Feng smiled and said, "Old Chang, you are living a good life. You can smoke camels in this cigarette."

Chang Naichao smiled and said, "Life is always a little more important."

"Our division just lost the battle. If one of them was dejected, the Japanese suddenly came, we would not be motivated, right?"

"By the way, Lao Feng, why are you doing here if you don't come to my place at your own station? Are you not afraid of the Japanese suddenly attacking?"

Commander Feng smiled and said, "We just repelled the fourth wave of the Japanese attacks with the help of the plane. In a short period of time, the Japanese are unable to attack us."

"It just so happened that I also received a telegram from Chief Chen of Shancheng."

"President Jiang asked you to withdraw from the position and we will take over!"

Chapter 754: The temporary seventh division, Chang Naichao!
Chapter completed!