Sun Chuanfang, deputy commander of the 33rd Regiment, rode a war horse into the city and found a temporary communication station on the edge of the ancient city wall street. He immediately rushed over and asked, "Which part are you from?"

The soldiers at the communication station saluted and replied: "Sir, the Communications Office of the 9th Battalion of the 31st Regiment."

Sun Chuanfang frowned, turned around and asked his adjutant of the guard, "Why did the 31st Regiment enter the city?"

The adjutant of the guard said: "The 31st Regiment serves as a reserve team in Chenqiao. He must have seen us attacking the city, so he moved up from behind to facilitate the reception."

Sun Chuanfang nodded and ordered the soldiers in the communications office: "It happened that I received the news that our vanguard of our 33rd Regiment was blocked in Yunlong Lake and needed fire support. You are from the Ninth Battalion, right? Come find your battalion commander, and I want his troops to support Yunlong Lake immediately."

Several soldiers from the communications office looked at each other, looking helpless.

"What are you still standing there?" Sun Chuanfang roared.

"Sir, our battalion commander... don't know where we are going!" The soldier said tremblingly.

"What? The battalion commander doesn't sit in the camp, runs everywhere?" Sun Chuanfang cursed sternly. He was about to instruct his adjutant of the guard to gather the soldiers of the 9th Battalion of the 31st Regiment and then go back to settle the score with the battalion commander.

But at this moment, a few untidy officers walked shaking in an alley next to the communication station. Two of them were still wrung in many bags, and the other was holding a jar of wine. These officers were laughing while walking, and they looked very lustful when they smiled.

The soldier at the communication station looked back and his face changed drastically. He quickly ran over to the officers.

"Battery Commander, Battalion Commander, the lord of the regiment headquarters is here, please take it easy!"

"What? Are people coming from the regiment headquarters?" The officers led by the leader quickly sorted out their military uniforms and signaled that others would restrain themselves. Then the officers quickly rushed to the side of the street and came to Sun Chuanfang. When the battalion commander saw that the other party was not from the 31st regiment, his attitude suddenly relaxed and he greeted Sun Chuanfang with a smile.

Sun Chuanfang stared at the battalion commander coldly and asked, "Are you the battalion commander of the 9th Battalion?"

The officer nodded and said, "It's a humble position. What are the instructions for the lord?"

Sun Chuanfang was about to question what the battalion officers had just done, but before he could speak, a figure suddenly ran out of the alley where the officers walked out. When he looked carefully, a young woman with her upper body was left, with only a torn apron left. The young woman cried, and her feet kept hitting the wall of the alley. The blood and brains splattered everywhere in the flash. The crying stopped abruptly, but the young woman was not completely dead. Her body was still twitching, her eyes wide open, and she looked extremely terrifying.

The battalion officers looked back and were a little shocked, but soon recovered and did not take it seriously.

Sun Chuanfang is not a fool. Of course he knew what these people did, first robbery, then raped, and even killed the young woman's family members who were trying to resist. Looking at the indifferent expressions of these people, his heart felt like a handful of oil was poured on his hands, and his eyes were red and his face was extremely angry.

"Say, what's going on?" he angrily gritted his teeth.

"This... sir, we don't know. Just now... we just went in and peeed." The battalion commander said with a smile. Anyway, everyone is dead and there is no evidence. Besides, the other party is not his direct boss, so what are you afraid of?

Sun Chuanfang laughed when he saw the battalion commander not repentance, and immediately said nothing, raised the whip in his hand and thrust hard on the battalion commander's face. The battalion commander was startled and did not react at all. He ate a whip, and the flesh on his face bloomed, and blood overflowed along the scars.

"Ouch!" The battalion commander staggered back several times, covering his face and cried in pain.

Seeing this, the officers from the battalion quickly stepped forward to support him.

"Okay, good fight," finally recovered, the battalion commander was furious and shouted at Sun Chuanfang, "Do you know who I am? Your little deputy commander dares to hit me. It's great. Let's go and see. I'll tell my second uncle now. Listen, my second uncle is Chen Xuexuan, the first-level chief of staff of the Ministry of National Defense."

"Come on, take these people down for me." Sun Chuanfang didn't care about the other party's words at all and ordered his own guard.

The dozen guards behind him did not hesitate at all, jumped off their horses and rushed forward, and disarmed the battalion commander and several battalion officers. The soldiers at the communication station were so scared that they could not move. They originally wanted to go up to persuade him, but when they saw Sun Chuanfang's appearance, they knew that the matter could not be fixed.

Sun Chuanfang jumped off the horse, rushed forward and kicked the battalion commander in the face. Under the pain of the old wounds and new ones, the battalion commander screamed in pain, and his mouth was vaguely yelling: "I want you to look good, I want you to look good, you wait, you wait..."

"You fucking bastard, even if you are the son of the Emperor, I will chop you up today. Come with a knife." Sun Chuanfang became more and more angry as he heard it. He suddenly became murderous and ordered loudly.

The adjutant of the guard took a saber from the war horse and handed it to Sun Chuanfang. Everyone present knew that Chen Xuexuan (Chen Tiaoyuan) was Feng Guozhang's confidant, but these guards only recognized Sun Chuanfang as the chief, and they would do whatever the commander ordered them.

When the battalion commander saw that the other party was serious, even the sabre was revealed. He was so scared that his legs and feet were weak, but he still said with a strong voice: "You, you can't kill me, why do you kill me? You have no evidence..."

Sun Chuanfang spat on the ground and said with teeth incised: "Evidence? Humph, I'll tell you the evidence to honest people. For people like you, I'll tell you how to sword skills! Hold him down."

The two guards pressed the battalion commander's neck, and the battalion commander cried bitterly, and never dared to bet on his own, and kept begging for mercy.

Sun Chuanfanghao ignored it, unbuttoned the Fengji button on his military uniform, raised his saber and slashed it hard at the battalion commander's neck. Blood splattered all over him, and his head rolled to the ground. The officers of the Ninth Battalion next to him were stunned and their faces turned pale. Was the battalion commander chopped?

"Hang my head at the gate of the city and hang all these scums up. I want to see who the hell dares to do evil when entering the city?" Sun Chuanfang wiped the blood from his face with her sleeve, and ordered loudly in anger.

"Sir, sir, let us go. We did nothing, it was all the battalion commander who asked us to do."

"We just snatched some things, just that, we, we know we were wrong, so we will return it."

"I'm a mistake now? It's too late!" Sun Chuanfang said coldly, "Do you really think it's like before? Look at your military uniforms, you are no longer the Beiyang Army. If even our Central Army's military discipline is corrupt, which other unit in China cannot be corrupted? From today on, as long as I, Sun Chuanfang, meet me, catch one and cut one! If you scum, how long will my power be revealed?"

Several officers cried and begged for mercy, but the guard ignored it and found a rope to tie them up, dragged them to the big tree next to the street, and used the rope to draw a circle around the neck, and directly tied it away. In a blink of an eye, three or five officers were half hung in the air and struggled continuously, but soon they gradually lost their strength and consciousness due to suffocation, and in the end they were only a few corpses with no vitality swaying slightly on the trunk.

Sun Chuanfang came to the previous communication station of the battalion headquarters and asked the communications soldiers to issue a telegram immediately, ordering officials at all levels to seriously rectify military discipline, but those who violated the law and discipline would be severely punished. At the same time, he also made a detailed report on his execution of the officers in the Ninth Battalion, and sent people to erect a large sign near the city gate, requiring all troops here to see the hanging officers and their heads.

Wang Chengbin was about to enter the city with the guard camp when he suddenly received a telegram from Sun Chuanfang.

"What? The deputy commander of the 33rd Regiment actually cut off Chen Tiaoyuan's nephew?" He exclaimed, his face instantly embarrassed. With the relationship between Chen Tiaoyuan and Feng Guozhang, isn't this a fatal matter? Even if he commits evil and violates military discipline, this matter should be handled carefully!

"Deputy Division, this matter is not a small room. The command post has received reports from several battalions of judicial judges. Many soldiers who entered the city left the team without authorization, robbed houses everywhere, and even openly raped and tyrannical women. This matter will be reported to Nanjing sooner or later. If Shangfeng knows that our 12th Division's military discipline is so corrupt, it will really be a big deal." The adjutant on the side said with a serious attitude.

"Other ***s can be punished according to law, kill what should be killed, catch what should be caught, and beat what should be beat. I fully agree with severe punishment for those who violate the law and discipline. But how could Chen Diaoyuan's nephew deal with it so hasty? Minister Chen repeatedly told me to take good care of his nephew. How could you tell me to explain to him?" Wang Chengbin said with a sigh.

"There is no way to do this now. Why not just use this as a warning. Deputy Secretary Chen's nephew, think about it, we dare to execute Minister Chen, who will dare to do anything in the army in the future? Deputy Secretary Chen's position can also win the reputation of being a good military officer." The deputy staff officer said seriously.

Of course, Wang Chengbin knew that this was a good opportunity to show his reputation, but the key to the problem was not here. It was not easy to get a reputation? But this time, the nephew of Chen Tiaoyuan was the one who Chen Tiaoyuan asked to take care of! What's more, even if he had a good reputation, it would be possible for the deputy leader who cut off Chen Tiaoyuan's nephew's head. How many hairs could he get?
Chapter completed!