Walking towards the quarrel, it turned out that the first platoon leader Situ Dadao was having an argument with a lieutenant colonel with a red eyes and thick neck.

Seeing his "group leader" coming, Situ Dadao forgot to salute, pointed at the lieutenant colonel and shouted: "Company, group leader, he and his men refused to execute the order!"

"Team? Is this your group?"

Before Zheng Yong could ask what happened, the lieutenant colonel pointed at Zheng Yong and sneered loudly:

"Damn, sir, when I don't know you? A little major ** company commander dares to pretend to be the commander to command me? Tell you, you were still sipping breasts when I was the company commander!"

"It is an extraordinary time now, and I am responsible for all military operations in Fengtian. Before the Japanese army retreats, even the deputy commander-in-chief has to listen to me here!"

Zheng Yong, who had a gloomy face, said slowly:

"Fang Yu, I know you are the old man who follows the deputy commander-in-chief, from the 621st Regiment, but you can only listen to me now, otherwise..."

"What else?" Fang Yu raised his head and said provocatively.

"Kill without mercy!"

"Kill without mercy?"

The three words that Zheng Yong coldly burst out from his mouth made Fang Yu stunned for a moment, and then laughed:

"Killing Wuhuai, he wants to kill me, just because he, a small company commander, wants to kill me!"

The people around him were obviously under his command and burst into laughter. Zheng Yong's face became increasingly ugly. He wanted Situ Dadao to wink. Situ Dadao was about to take action, but he didn't expect a roar from behind:

"Fang Yu, what do you want to do!"

I saw the former chief of staff of the 7th Brigade, now the acting brigade commander of the 7th Brigade, and the commander of the Fengtian Security Security, Zhao Zhenfan walked over with a dark face. As soon as he walked to the defense, he shouted:

"stand at attention!"

The 7th Brigade had the strictest military rules, so Fang Yu and his men quickly stood at attention, and did not dare to say anything.

"He is Zheng Yong, I think many of you have heard his name before!" Zhao Zhenfan's cold eyes swept across the officers and soldiers one by one, paused for a moment, and said:

"When the Easterners attacked my Beida Camp, he fired the first shot of my 7th Brigade and even my entire Northeast Anti-Japanese War; he was appointed by the Provisional Military Commission and the officer in charge of the entire Fengtian military. He was right, and no one who disobeyed the orders, could he hear!"

"Yes, I heard that those who do not obey orders will be killed without mercy!"

Zhao Zhenfan glared at Fang Yu fiercely, saying that Fang Yu was promoted by himself, why was he so unsuccessful? When is it now that he actually did these things?

"Go back to the place that Captain Zheng arranged for you!"

Zhao Zhenfan's order made Fang Yu salute and quickly took his subordinates to leave here.

"Brother, let it go?"

"Brother, I'm not convinced by letting a young boy take care of our brothers."

"Don't make a noise, what's the matter?"

Looking at the smoke and dust that seemed to be faintly visible in the distance, Fang Yu interrupted his subordinates hatefully:

"Let me listen to him, there is no door! But now our enemy is an Easterner, so we will fight back the Easterner first. This kid is domineering with his uncle. I have long disliked him..."

...

September 19, 1931, early in the morning, 7:30.

The 29th Regiment of the 2nd Infantry Brigade of the 2nd Division of the Japanese Kanto Army arrived in Fengtian.

The four doors of Fengtian were locked, which made Hirata Yukihiromasa feel a little strange.

Haven't the Chinese escaped yet?

Is the Chinese army still thinking about continuing to resist?

Are there any generals in the Northeast Army who dared to resist the soldiers of the Imperial Japanese?

The arrogant Yukihiro Hirata never took Chinese soldiers and the Chinese army seriously. The good news coming from Yingkou and other places also stimulated his arrogance even more.

At 7:45, before the preparation was completed, Hirata Yukihiromasa ordered a fierce attack on the south gate of Fengtian.

Heavy machine guns, light machine guns, and rifles sounded almost at the Fengtian City Tower, and the angry tongues of breath were spewing out quickly submerged the extremely arrogant Japanese army.

Dust was flying, bullets were flying, and the sound of cheering cannons mixed with the arrogance of the Japanese 29th Regiment encountered an unprecedented blow since entering the Northeast.

Japanese soldiers fell down one after another, and the rest were still making strange "wow" screams with red eyes, and they followed the command of the commander to continue charging, charge...

There are not many Chinese soldiers in the south, but the density of machine guns is a shocking tongue. Crazy, and the intensity of Fengtian's firepower can only be used to describe the intensity of Fengtian's firepower.

"Ouyang, what the hell are you doing there? You haven't let go of a shot yet!"

The Situ sword in his eyes was red, and he shouted loudly while spraying bullets from the machine gun like he was not allowed to pay.

Ouyang Ping actually lit a cigarette against the corner of the wall, took a beautiful breath, and spit out a cigarette ring: "Situ, let me ask you a question, you said that there are so many weapons in our Northeast China, as well as aircraft and tanks, why didn't you shoot a single shot?"

"Nonsense, I want to know that I will be the deputy commander-in-chief." Situ Dadao had no time to pay attention to him.

"Oh, by the way, that's the problem, so you can't be the deputy commander-in-chief." Ouyang Ping still looked lazy and took a strong breath of cigarettes:

"Our family background is accumulated by the Grand Marshal and the old men through hardships. Deputy Commander-in-Chief. I think he is at most a young master. If he is not in charge of the family, he doesn't know that oil and salt are expensive, so he doesn't dare to fight at all."

Situ's hand that was pulling the trigger was slightly relaxed, but then he shot more violently:

"But I heard I am afraid of violating any international convention?"

"Aren't it, the international conventions, so the Eastern people are not afraid of violating the international conventions? After all, it's just two words, it's useless. I don't believe that we will beat the Eastern people up. So what kind of convention dares to talk to us?"

As he said that, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground and picked up his rifle:
Chapter completed!