Chapter 182: Republic of China: Starting from the First Class of Whampoa Chapter 182: Tianhuang's Uncle

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Protagonist:

Lv Muzhi

Lv Muzhi wanted Hans's Sanhao Tank production line, also to accumulate and cultivate his own tank production talent.

Now his engineers and workers can already produce T Light Tanks, and have designed and produced some derivative models, accumulating quite a lot of talent and experience.

T Light Tanks and derivative models are enough, but who doesn't want something better?

After introducing the ready-made Sanhao Tank, Lv Muzhi can produce Medium Tanks himself; with the production and modification experience of the T Light Tank, modifying the Sanhao Tank will go more smoothly, and by then he can modify Medium Anti-Aircraft and Self-propelled Guns.

Lv Muzhi's side negotiated the next transaction with William, and the devils at sea directly blew the lid off!

A few days ago at Qiujiang Wharf, the incident of the army and navy slaughtering each other caused too big a stir; for a time, Commander Matsui Iwane completely forgot about his own operational defeat this time, and instead turned his spearhead toward Navy Commander Gu Qingchuan.

After the senior Japanese officers fighting in China learned of the Qiujiang Wharf incident, they also sent accusation telegrams back home one after another, accusing the navy of greedy-life-fear-death behavior in previous operations, even turning the knife inward and using naval guns to bombard army soldiers—utterly inhumane.

For a time, Japan domestically also fell into fierce debate over this matter, and the contradictions between the navy and army were directly stabbed onto the newspapers.

The contradictions between the two armies, because of this Qiujiang Wharf incident, became even sharper and irreconcilable.

The devil Tianhuang's brains were all scratched raw, unable to figure out how the Songhu Battlefield had become a battlefield between the navy and army, so he urgently dispatched members of the Imperial Family to mediate the contradictions and continue organizing the offensive; after all, this battle had been fought to here, and it was already water spilled.

In the conference room of the Mutsu Battleship, army and navy officers were drawn swords and bent bows; Commander Matsui Iwane's face was flushed red: "Bastard, the navy actually dares to do this, not even putting on a show anymore, directly using naval guns to bombard soldiers of the 11th Division and the 101st Division!"

"Do you navy have any sense of honor as Imperial Locust Army soldiers at all, and any awareness of coordinated operations?!"

Navy Commander Gu Qingchuan was not willing to show weakness either, his eyes bulging round as he retorted: "Commander Matsui Iwane, what you say is too unreasonable! It's because your army retreated too fast, causing the enemy and the army to be mixed together—how are we navy supposed to distinguish? That's not even the most important point.

The most important point is, your army started fighting on the wharf first, interfering with the Marine Corps's normal duty work; we dissuaded you multiple times to no avail;

With the great enemy before us, there was no choice—the warships could only use naval guns to suppress the following routed troops, preventing the enemy from taking advantage to mix into the wharf; this was completely a helpless move, completely the army's responsibility! In fact, this battle turning out this way is also completely the army's responsibility!"

11th Division Commander Yamamuro Sōbu, upon hearing this, immediately jumped up, face flushed as he quibbled: "Who saw it? Who saw the army strike first? Clearly it was the Marine Corps that struck first, and the army was forced to counterattack! You navy don't invert black and white here, spitting blood!"

101st Division Commander Ito Masanishi also hurriedly stood up, following along to quibble and extricate themselves: "Exactly, exactly, this is fundamentally not our army's fault; you navy are just finding excuses—operational failure, you navy bear great responsibility.

Your support is far from active, like a gong—hit once, strike once, completely not voluntary, extremely afraid of sacrifice.

Every battle, it's our army charging forward in the front, while you navy hide far away in the back; the Marine Corps doesn't move either, and the warships are even reluctant to fire a few cannon shots."

Other army division commanders also chimed in one after another; for a time, the conference room was full of voices blaming the navy.

Some said that in previous battles, naval gunfire support always arrived late, causing them to miss fighter opportunities; some said the navy's aerial reconnaissance was ineffective, failing to provide enemy movements in time, causing them to fall into enemy encirclement; others said the navy's Marine Corps had poor land combat ability and basically served no purpose at all.

The navy officers were not willing to show weakness either, standing up one after another to rebut.

A navy staff officer loudly said: "You army don't push all responsibility onto our navy.

Naval gunfire support is affected by many factors, such as weather, visibility, enemy anti-aircraft fire, etc.

Our navy has already done our best to provide support, but you army yourselves are useless, fighting in a mess, and still blame our navy for not supporting actively."

Another navy officer continued: "Exactly, our navy's High Command aircraft reconnaissance is also subject to many restrictions; the enemy has anti-aircraft measures, and there is also air force alert, so reconnaissance effectiveness may be affected to some extent."

Another Marine Corps officer said indignantly: "Our Marine Corps was on duty at the wharf to prevent the enemy from sneak-attacking Qiujiang Wharf.

You army fought on the wharf, seriously interfering with our normal duty work; the warships had no choice but to use naval guns to suppress—this is completely your army's responsibility."

Both sides went back and forth, arguing more and more fiercely, voices growing louder and louder.

Commander Matsui Iwane was so angry his whole body trembled; his lifelong reputation was considered lost on the Songhu Battlefield—having to be directly beaten by Lv Muzhi, and then stabbed in the back by the navy; not just stabbed, but directly shelled by cannons—so he pointed at Commander Gu Qingchuan's nose and cursed: "Gu Qingchuan, you navy are just a bunch of cowards, greedy-life-fear-death.

When the Tianya Brigade was wiped out, your navy's destroyers in the Huangpu River were actually scared off by enemy artillery, not daring to charge into battle.

This time is even more excessive—directly using naval guns to bombard your own friendlies; this is a serious violation of military discipline. I have already reported to the home country, and army officers at all levels are accusing you; you will face a military tribunal!"

Commander Gu Qingchuan almost couldn't catch his breath; perhaps the army really did strike the Marine Corps first, but unfortunately the naval guns killed hundreds of army officers and men—this was already an ironclad fact. At this moment, Commander Gu Qingchuan felt he had suffered bad luck for eight lifetimes, running into coordinated operations with Matsui Iwane:

"Matsui Iwane... you... are truly crying thief to catch thief; the army is truly a bunch of shameless scoundrels, with no shame at all! Don't forget—even the venue for this meeting is on our navy's battleship; you're so capable, why don't you dare hold military meetings on land?"

Commander Matsui Iwane also completely lost all shame, roaring loudly: "Gu Qingchuan, the Mutsu Battleship isn't your Third Fleet's; your flagship was long ago sunk by Lv Muzhi! This battleship is one you borrowed!

Coordinated operations are a superior order, an Imperial Edict; your navy originally must unconditionally cooperate with our army's operations, not shirk responsibility here. Your navy's behavior seriously affects the unity and combat power of the Imperial Locust Army..."

The navy and army all stood up in the conference room, pointing at each other's noses and cursing.

"Bastard! No one is allowed to make noise!!!"

A vigorous voice came from afar; at the conference room doorway appeared one person—none other than Tianhuang's uncle, Army Lieutenant General Asaka-no-miya Prince Yasuhiko.