Reborn back to 1930 and become Wang Yizhe

Chapter 1 This, this, this, this is not right

Wang Mingshan, male, 32 years old. Before he fell into a coma, he was just like thousands of other office workers in China, working overtime in front of the computer, surrounded by the boss's insults.

He was in shanghai , feeling the most prosperous city scenery of the ancient oriental country, but he could only live in the cheapest rental house, eat coarse meals, work the most overtime, and the lights and wine outside the window had nothing to do with him. His only entertainment was to read some military works in his spare time, review some classic historical battles, and imagine himself as a general with a sword in hand.

But what he could really face was only the bleached computer screen in front of him and endless work and overtime. Suddenly, his eyes went black and he fell in front of the glowing computer. The sound in his ears gradually blurred and his consciousness gradually drifted away.

After a while, he felt his body again, but his head was still dizzy. He felt that his head was as painful as if it was torn apart, and his senses had not recovered. He tried to regain every sense of his, and he felt that his senses were gradually returning. He smelled the fragrance of earth and the faint smell of cotton wool. He slowly opened his eyes, but found that the furnishings in the room were very unfamiliar. He looked around and found that this place was exactly like the furnishings of a wealthy family in the Republic of China that he had read about in a book. He looked down and found that there was a woman lying next to him. He tapped her gently to wake her up. "Master, are you awake?" The woman turned around and looked at you. "What year and month is it now? Who am I?" You asked her, her face full of confusion, as if you were possessed by a ghost. "Master, it is May 20, the 19th year of the Republic of China. You are Wang Yizhe, the commander of the 7th Independent Brigade of the Army. You are possessed by a ghost, master. Do you need me to invite a shaman to take a look?" Then she rolled her eyes and turned to lie down. "Wang Yizhe?" You thought to yourself, "The 19th year of the Republic of China, that is, 1930? I traveled through time." Wang Mingshan was puzzled, then got up to change clothes, and found that the uniforms of the Northeast Army were indeed placed on the bedside. "Did I really travel through time?" Wang Mingshan thought to himself, and then walked out the door. There is a soldier standing guard next to the door. He turns to you and says, "Hello, Brigade Commander Wang. I am the new adjutant Yang Xinke. Please give me your instructions." His voice is like a bell, his physique is strong, and he has a feeling that should not be seen in this era. "What a big man," Wang Mingshan thought, and then searched the information he had read in his mind, and had a basic understanding of the general organization of this unit. Then he turned to Yang Xinke and said, "Prepare the car, order all officers above the rank of lieutenant colonel of the brigade and the commanders of the three regiments of 619, 620, and 621 and the captain of the tank team to come to the brigade for a meeting." "Yes!" Yang Xinke turned and left.

Wang Mingshan stood in the chilly spring breeze in Shenyang, or perhaps Fengtian, looking at the eaves above his head. As a military enthusiast, he clearly understood his current situation. In 1930, Northeast China was full of undercurrents and crises. In the past, there was the Sino-Soviet Incident, in which two brigades of the Northeast Army were annihilated as a whole, and one year later was the September 18th Incident. Internally, the aftermath of Guo Songling's anti-Feng movement had not yet completely passed, and Yang Yuting and Chang Yinhuai had just been executed for a year. The Northeast Army was basically in a state of disintegration. The old-school officers represented by the old marshals, the young officers represented by the young marshal, and the pro-Japanese officers were fighting each other. Although Wang Yizhe, whom he possessed, led the second elite of the Northeast Army, he had little influence in the eyes of his superiors and belonged to the young marshal's young officer system. However, if he made the slightest mistake, he might be impeached by veteran officers such as the assistant marshal. If he showed a clear anti-Japanese tendency, he might also encounter the Japanese. Wang Mingshan slapped his head, feeling that he had a mess in his hands, and he didn't know where to start sorting it out. The most important thing was that there were not many records of his officers in history books. He didn't know which ones were flirting with the Japanese, which ones were firmly anti-Japanese, and which ones were opportunists. As for his soldiers, he had no way to verify it. His troops were basically the key targets of the Japanese attack in the September 18th Incident, and the only thing he knew was that his soldiers were not even fully staffed. He let out a long sigh and began to prepare to clean up this huge mess. Two hours later, he finished washing and had breakfast and came to the brigade headquarters. The officers were already waiting in the conference room. Wang Mingshan walked slowly into the conference room, and the officers stood up and saluted. He waved his hand to signal everyone to sit down. He had just recalled it in his mind. Although he couldn't remember the officer's name, he remembered that most of his officers had received formal military education, and some even studied abroad. However, the whole brigade was engaged in business, and the officers had families and were ostentatious. It was simply unreasonable. He was determined to use this meeting to find out what these officers were thinking, and to lay the groundwork for the next big plan. "Everyone is here. I have forgotten who I am and who you are. You all sit down and introduce yourselves, starting with my left hand." The officers around were confused, not knowing what the brigade commander was up to, and did not move. "Are you all deaf?" Wang Mingshan yelled, and the first officer slowly stood up."I'm the brigade commander Yinchuan." "I'm the chief of staff Dai Zhengyi." "I'm the commander of the 619th Regiment Shen Qingwen." "I'm the commander of the 620th Regiment Lai Wenlu." "I'm the commander of the 621st Regiment Kuang Zicheng"... Several officers reluctantly introduced themselves. After they finished, Wang Mingshan slammed the table and said, "Very good, you still know who you are?" The officers around looked at each other, and they suspected that the brigade commander had taken the wrong medicine this morning. "Last night, I dreamed of the old marshal. He was holding a whip and beating me while teaching me a lesson. Do you know what he said?" The officers around were even more confused and looked at you. "He said, a dignified brigade commander, instead of thinking about fighting well, he just makes money with his brothers every day. Can he still call himself a soldier?" He paused, "I feel ashamed and don't know how to tell him. He trusts me and hands over the most elite troops to me, but I am sorry for his trust." The officers around him looked unhappy, and they roughly guessed what Wang Mingshan was going to do. Wang Mingshan continued, "Brothers, we can't live like this any longer. If we continue, be careful that the old marshal will drag us to accompany him. I won't force you to hand it over immediately. I'll give you three weeks to sell the factories run by your battalions, and then you can keep the money for yourself, to improve your life or to save it, I don't care, but the factories can't be opened anymore." The faces of the officers around him had begun to look bad, but under your majesty, they did not raise any objections. "In addition, I know that our brigade is stationed in Fengtian, and your families are also in Fengtian, so you will go home every night, but starting from today, you can't leave the camp from Monday to Friday every week. Officers above the rank of lieutenant colonel can go home on weekends, but each regiment must keep an officer above the rank of lieutenant colonel on duty, the brigade headquarters must keep at least four officers above the rank of lieutenant colonel on duty, and the tank team must keep at least one officer above the rank of major on duty. Officers below the rank of lieutenant colonel take turns to rest, and each battalion must keep at least 1/3 of the officers on duty. Starting from today." "This, this, this, this is not appropriate, brigade commander." Wei Yinchuan couldn't sit still anymore, and stood up and asked. Wang Mingshan looked around and saw that most of the officers around him looked unhappy, but only the chief of staff remained calm. "Chief of Staff Dai, what do you think? You make a speech," Wang Mingshan said. Dai Zhengyi stood up and said, "Soldiers should take protecting the territory and the people as their responsibility. The Japanese pirates murdered the old marshal and their intention to swallow up the Northeast is obvious. We should clarify our responsibilities as soldiers. I will obey the arrangements of the brigade commander." "What a pure soldier." Wang Mingshan thought to himself, and then said, "Well said, everyone, look at the courage of Chief of Staff Dai. I hope you can take him as a responsibility and be a truly excellent soldier. It has only been a short time since the old marshal was murdered, and you have forgotten it! The Kwantung Army is on our land, and you are all elites of the Northeast Army. With this attitude, you still remember who you are just now, but now you have forgotten it again!" The surroundings returned to a dead silence, and the other officers resumed their posture of sitting upright, looking thoughtful. "Everyone, think about it carefully, go back and arrange the tasks, and adjourn the meeting." Wang Mingshan announced.

Several officers around him then began to pack up and return to their bases, each with their own concerns. Wang Mingshan also left the meeting room and called his orderly Yang Xinke. "Xiao Yang, go and call Chief of Staff Dai." "Yes!" Yang Xinke then left the office and came back five minutes later, followed by Colonel Chief of Staff Dai Zhengyi. "Brigade Commander, you are looking for me." Dai Zhengyi stood at attention and saluted. "Sit down." Wang Mingshan waved his hand to signal him to sit down. "Chief of Staff Dai is really a hero." "Thank you, Brigade Commander. Brigade Commander, let's get down to business. You never looked for me alone before, because I opposed your army's practice of running a factory, and you ignored me for a while. Suddenly you changed your mind. What's the matter?" He looked at Wang Mingshan coldly, which made Wang Mingshan's hair stand on end, but Wang Mingshan tried to control his expression, sat still, and looked at Dai Zhengyi. After a while, Wang Mingshan said, "The Chief of Staff is a role model for our generation. It was my fault for ignoring him before. I was blinded by greed. I want to rectify military discipline and restore the glory of the 1st Infantry Brigade." "I am very pleased that the Brigade Commander has this idea, but I don't know if the Brigade Commander has a sudden whim to end it hastily or has really changed his mind?" Dai Zhengyi still had a serious face and no expression. "Chief of Staff Dai, don't worry, I have really changed my mind this time." Wang Mingshan tried to control his expression and said slowly. "Then I will do my best to help you, Brigade Commander. Thank you for your trust." Dai Zhengyi immediately showed a happy expression, "Please give me some advice."

"My brigade has always been the face of the young marshal's military reform. The officers are of good quality, well-equipped, and the soldiers are well-trained. However, most of the officers are extravagant, pay attention to pomp, and have a strong competitive spirit. The officers have families and most of them go home to stay at night. The soldiers are happy to be left alone at night, and the officers and soldiers are very vigilant. The good news is that the troops have a decent fighting spirit, but the bad news is that such a team has poor vigilance. In addition, our army lacks a large number of fire support units of battalions, regiments and brigades, and its heavy firepower is at a great disadvantage compared to the Japanese army. "After listening to this, Wang Mingshan felt that it was a great fortune for him to have such a sober officer under his command, so he asked: "Where did Chief of Staff Dai graduate from? It is a blessing for my brigade to have an officer like you." "Thank you for the compliment, Brigade Commander. I graduated from Baoding Army University and then studied at Saint-Cyr Military Academy in France. I dare not say how smart I am, but thank you for your respect." Dai Zhengyi replied. "I will try to solve other problems later. As for heavy firepower, I will ask the young marshal. Do you have any other suggestions?" Wang Mingshan continued to ask. "No, for now." "Then go and have a rest." Wang Mingshan stood up and saluted. Chief of Staff Dai stood up and returned the salute, then turned and left. After Dai Zhengyi left, Wang Mingshan slammed heavily on the chair, feeling that the situation was serious. He suddenly realized that his only advantage was the Vickers 6-ton tanks in his tank team. These things seemed like giants in front of the Japanese little guys, but they could not effectively resist the shooting of Japanese anti-tank guns. The lack of heavy firepower and the weakness of the comprehensive combat capability of the infantry, as well as the new concept of combat, were not something that could be quickly solved in a short period of time. Wang Mingshan felt a lot of pressure.

The war was approaching, how should Wang Mingshan choose.