Blood-Red Front

The 6th Regiment, which had just arrived in Lujia Town and connected the telephone line to the main line, immediately received a phone call, which was a call directly from the General Staff Headquarters to the front line.

Upon hearing that it was the Minister of the Political Department of the General Staff Headquarters, Lin Zhiyuan immediately took the phone from the communications officer.

"Minister, I am Lin Zhiyuan."

"Lin Zhiyuan, where is your 6th Regiment now?" Ren Huasheng asked.

"Our troops have arrived at Lujia Town and are building positions to prepare to block the attack of the Chusheng Army."

"Lujia Town?" Ren Huasheng was taken aback and quickly searched for the location of Lujia Town on the map.

Ren Huasheng was overjoyed after he saw the location of Lujia Town.

"Great, this is an excellent location!"

"Lin Zhiyuan, I order you to hold out in Lujia Town for at least three days."

"The safety of these hundreds of thousands of troops in Binxi rests entirely on the shoulders of the 6th Regiment!"

"Please rest assured, Minister, even if the 6th Regiment is wiped out, we will never let the newly promoted army take a single step forward."

"Okay!" Ren Huasheng nodded. "Tell me your requests, and I'll do my best to fulfill them."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't stand on ceremony and said directly, "The 6th Regiment is currently understaffed. I need to take control of all armed forces in the vicinity."

"Furthermore, the newly promoted army is only five or six kilometers away from my unit. Time is of the essence. I'm afraid the 6th Regiment alone cannot complete the construction of the position. I need the local government to fully assist me in digging defensive fortifications."

Before setting off from Ting'an, Lin Zhiyuan could still hear the sounds of gunfire, but after arriving in Lujia Town, the sounds of gunfire gradually stopped.

The newly promoted army has likely already broken through the local blocking positions.

"No problem, I can agree to that."

Ren Huasheng was a leader of the radical faction, which had a strong ability to mobilize people at the grassroots level. It would not have been a problem for them to mobilize the people to help the 6th Regiment dig trenches.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiyuan immediately dispatched all the communications platoons of the regiment headquarters to contact nearby security teams, police, and even the self-defense forces of various merchants.

Lin Zhiyuan wanted everyone who carried a gun.

Shang Keying, who was standing nearby, also spoke up: "Young Master, should I send a message too?"

Lin Zhiyuan nodded. "Send it. Have the troops near Lujia Town that can receive the information move closer to this area."

Despite saying that, Lin Zhiyuan didn't actually have high hopes for Shang Kebing.

Although a psychic's message is like a broadcast, and other psychics in the vicinity can hear it, psychics are only assigned to units at the regimental level or above.

In the Lujia Town area, apart from the 6th Regiment, there are probably no other regiments left.

……

As the various units of the 6th Regiment completed their deployment as planned, the situation of the entire Lujia Town and the south bank of the Wusong River was displayed on the small map in front of Lin Zhiyuan.

Lujia Town is not large; it is roughly the size of a circle with a diameter of two kilometers.

There are no city walls, only two main roads that intersect in an X shape, and the rest of the roads are all relatively narrow alleys.

At this time, the headquarters of the 6th Regiment was located at the center of the intersection of two main roads.

After observing the overall situation in Lujia Town, Lin Zhiyuan said, "Jianchu, I've thought about it, and the location of our regimental headquarters isn't very good."

"Once the Henan ring position is lost, once the Chu Sheng Army advances to the south bank of the Wusong River, their infantry artillery will be able to fire shells at us."

Putting down what he was doing, Guan Jianchu walked over. "What are your thoughts, Commander?"

"When we entered Lujia Town from the east, I remember seeing a white spire to the north. That place should be a Catholic church. I think we could set up the regimental headquarters there."

"A church?" Guan Jianchu hesitated for a moment and said, "I actually sent someone to look at it, and it might not be suitable."

"What's wrong with it?" Lin Zhiyuan asked, somewhat puzzled.

The foundations and pillars of Catholic churches are mostly made of stone, making them far more sturdy than ordinary houses. They only need to be reinforced with sandbags and can even withstand artillery fire to some extent.

"There were still a few foreigners inside the church. They refused to vacate the church and claimed that they enjoyed diplomatic immunity."

"fart!"

"Now that we're under a flag regime, what diplomatic immunity are we talking about?!"

"Don't even mention foreigners, even aliens would have to behave themselves on Chinese soil!"

"You pack your things, I'll take the guard platoon to meet those foreign devils."

Watching Lin Zhiyuan stride out of the regimental headquarters, Guan Jianchu thought for a moment, but ultimately remained silent.

Lin Zhiyuan is different from him. Even if he really shot those foreigners, there probably wouldn't be any consequences.

Standing outside the church, Lin Zhiyuan gestured for Wang Xiaoliu to go up and knock on the door.

However, to Lin Zhiyuan's surprise, Wang Xiaoliu knocked on the door but no one answered, and he couldn't open it even after pushing it.

"Commander, the gate seems to be locked from the inside; it won't budge."

"So disrespectful? Won't even see me?" Lin Zhiyuan sneered. "Go, break down the door!"

Without wasting any words, Ding Xiucheng, the platoon leader of the guards standing to the side, led a few men and rushed forward.

The church doors were indeed of good quality, but they were still made of wood. Several soldiers rammed into them from the side several times and broke the bolt inside.

"Damn it! What are you doing?!"

The main door was kicked open, and the foreigners inside the church were furious.

"Get out of here immediately, or I will complain to the consulate, and your government will execute you!"

"Then you can go and file a complaint now," Lin Zhiyuan said dismissively. "Your consulate is in the concession. Go ahead, the Chusheng people might even help you out."

"You..." The foreigner pointed at Lin Zhiyuan, about to start cursing.

But before the foreigners could even utter a curse, Lin Zhiyuan had already taken the submachine gun from Wang Xiaoliu and fired a burst at the ground where their feet were.

"Da da da..."

The soldiers couldn't help but laugh as they watched the foreigners jumping up and down.

"I'll give you a few choices," Lin Zhiyuan said coldly.

"First, lend me the church, and I'll find you a place to stay for now."

"Secondly, I will still borrow your church; you can go to Binxi to find your ambassador yourselves."

"Third, I will also borrow your church, but I will kill you novice spies."

"I'll give you only 10 seconds to make a choice. If you don't choose, I'll choose for you."

"We are not spies!" the foreigners angrily retorted.

"An explanation also takes time."

Hearing Lin Zhiyuan keep counting down, several foreigners couldn't help but shout, "First! We choose the first one!"

There are wars everywhere now. Choosing the second or third option makes no difference; it's basically the same as dying. They don't want to die.

As for filing a complaint, you can always wait until it's safe to do so later.

Lin Zhiyuan handed the submachine gun back to Wang Xiaoliu and said with a smile, "See, isn't this easy to talk to?"

"Xiao Liu, go and inform Chief of Staff Guan to move the regimental headquarters here."

"Ding Xiucheng, help them pack their luggage and find a house nearby for them to stay in."

Don't forget to pay the rent for the rented house.

Lin Zhiyuan may not treat foreigners as human beings, but he demands that the 6th Regiment not commit any offenses against the common people.

"yes!"

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