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The struggle between the Navy Department and the War Department has been going on for a long time.
They have adopted almost all methods except civil war to fight.
The army department even needs to build its own transport ships and battleships. Because the Navy Department always procrastinates when it comes to army operations, and does not even send fleets to assist them in operations.
The navy department, because the army department did not cooperate, even needed to build its own tanks to carry out operations such as beach landings.
Of course, in addition to the Navy and Army, there is a third class of people - the Marine Corps.
This army caught between the two basically cannot please either end.
It is precisely because of these that his chief of staff has such concerns, and such concerns are completely reasonable.
Because the naval department is really likely not to provide them with any level of assistance in the future, and it is not impossible that they will not even be able to contribute any work.
"Xiangzu Yoshijiro thought for a while, and then said: "In the last North China Battle, the two sides were able to coordinate and cooperate to a certain extent because of the existence of Yamamoto Isoroku.
They are the glue between the navy and the army and can win support from both sides.
But this time it¡¯s different. Yamamoto Isoroku has already sacrificed his life for the country. I don¡¯t think I have the ability like him, and I can¡¯t unite the forces of Jiang Haijun and the army department.
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When he said this, he also smiled bitterly.
For this kind of internal struggle between the Navy Ministry and the Army Ministry, Xiangzu Yoshijiro can be said to hate it deeply.
But he himself had no way to change this situation.
The internal friction between the Navy and the Army has, to a certain extent, caused a very serious waste of resources and even affected the implementation of many campaigns.
"If one day in the future, their two armies can cooperate sincerely and face the enemy together.
? Then their overall combat effectiveness will inevitably be greatly improved.
However, this is almost impossible, at least, it is impossible now.
If there is no internal war between the two sides, it will be considered a great honor to the emperor.
"That's all we can do. I'll send the telegram now. I believe that the people at the General Staff Headquarters and the base camp, no matter how stupid they are, will not miss this opportunity."
His chief of staff said.
"Go."
?Xiangzu Meijiro nodded and said.
On December 24, 1942, another cold wave arrived, and heavy snow covered the entire North China Plain.
The conflict between the Eighth Route Army and the Fourth Army seems to have been put on pause because of the heavy snow.
The two sides set up camp across a buffer zone of about 30 kilometers.
In the Eighth Route Army headquarters, everyone in the Eighth Route Army headquarters was sitting around the oven, eating hot pot.
In the middle of them, the food in the hot pot was churning.
The rich aroma emanating from the door made the security guard on duty outside the door drool uncontrollably and peek inside the door from time to time.
It seems that if you take another look, you can taste every bit of the hot pot flavor.
At this moment, the sound of brakes came from outside the door.
A jeep parked at the entrance to the courtyard of the Eighth Route Army headquarters.
Hearing the sound of braking, Mr. Peng said: "Our guests have arrived."
"Won't you go and welcome me?"
Chief of Staff Liu asked.
"You go ahead, I'm eating so deliciously here that I can't move my butt away."
Mr. Peng said, picked up a piece of fat beef and put it on his small plate.
With the expansion of the base area and the normalization of farmers' production and life, the Eighth Route Army's food has also been greatly improved.
As for the meat they ate, it was given to them by the Fourth Army.
??Mainly beef and mutton, all of which are cattle and sheep driven from the Chahar grassland. They are killed and eaten now, absolutely fresh.
After a while, they heard the sound of military boots on the snow, and a man wearing a military coat and hood walked into the house.
He put down his hood, revealing a young faceAt this time, Mr. Peng reminded: "Oh, don't say that! He hasn't lost yet. Don't draw conclusions too early. The road is long and we still need to work hard."
Xia Yang said casually: "Don't worry, he will definitely lose in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that what he said was inappropriate.
Although, these optimistic older generation revolutionaries also maintain an optimistic attitude towards the final outcome of the matter.
However, at present, the strength of the Communist Party on paper is still incomparable with that of the Kuomintang.
Of course, the data recorded on paper will only record the performance of the equipment, the number of soldiers, the number of tanks and guns and artillery, but will not record the support of the people.
"Hahaha, now you are starting to use the word 'we'."
Boss Peng patted Xia Yang on the shoulder, looking like a teachable child.
Then he took out two pieces of meat from the hot pot and put them on Xia Yang's plate.
"Hey, our boss Peng is willing to give me some meat."
Xia Yang joked.
"Hahaha, Lao Peng, I'm letting it go. It's not like he, Jiang, is picking and searching on weekdays."
As he said this, everyone laughed again.
At this time, Xia Yang said: "To get back to the subject, we have deceived the veteran now. Next, it will not only be him who will be deceived, but also the Japanese who are eyeing him.
This time, we need to act more realistically, otherwise, the little devil, this big fish, will not take the bait. "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com