"Report to the brigade commander that the defeated troops of the 28th Division ahead are fighting with the local militia. What do you think we should do?"
"Hurry up and take control of the situation. No matter who is at fault, they will be severely punished!"
Although he said so, Zhang Tinglan also had an account in his heart. The responsibility lies mostly with the defeated soldiers. Once the soldiers are defeated, they will become inferior to the bandits. And the local militiamen are responsible for local security. If they are not forced to
Up to a certain level, they will never go crazy and confront the regular army.
Thinking of this, Zhang Tinglan also felt something bad in his heart. Fengjun had been working hard to improve the image of the army and calm the people's hearts. If the rebels of the 28th Division were allowed to cause such a disturbance, it would be a blow to Fengjun's prestige.
Moreover, the Jifeng-Feng border is still the reclamation area that Zhang Tinglan is responsible for, and the militia here was also organized by him. If this group of rebels shakes his prestige, it will be even more troublesome.
Zhang Tinglan hurriedly called for Zhang Haipeng, and together they took the troops to the site of the incident. At this time, two groups were confronting each other. One group was more than a hundred broken troops, and the other group was local militiamen. They were shooting at each other.
The militiamen did not have any good weapons. They were all old rifles and some large lifting poles. In addition, some people held weapons such as swords and spears and stood guard at the gate of the village.
There was a fierce battle with the defeated army on the opposite side.
Although the defeated army was weak in combat effectiveness, it was still very good at bullying the militiamen. Three or five militiamen had already been shot and killed, and about ten others were injured. Seeing that the militiamen could no longer hold on, Zhang Tinglan led the army like a whirlwind.
Came over.
When they saw the aggressive soldiers, both sides of the war felt fear. The defeated soldiers were worried about being held accountable, while the militiamen were afraid that these people were all in the same group. They all looked at the situation in front of them with trepidation.
Zhang Tinglan ordered his men to surround the defeated soldiers first and asked them to surrender their guns and wait for treatment. At the same time, Zhang Tinglan rode his horse to the outside of the militia's village and shouted to all the militiamen: "Folks, we are from Fengtian."
The troops that came are here to clean up the mess. You can rest assured that they will never favor these rebels. Everyone put away their weapons first and send out a few representatives, and we will figure out the right and wrong."
Zhang Tinglan shouted several times, but no one among the hundreds of militiamen responded. Their eyes were full of distrust.
Zhang Tinglan had no choice but to continue: "Fellow villagers, my name is Zhang Tinglan, and I am in charge of farming work. I divide your fields and farms. Moreover, the regulations on farming and the loan assistance you enjoy were also drawn up by me. Please be sure to
Believe me, I will definitely make the decision for everyone!"
After these words came out, these militiamen had some reactions and whispered among themselves. At this time, in the village, an old man in his forties or fifties ran out, followed by several middle-aged people.
"Uncle Wan Jin, that young man said that he was the official in charge of farming. If true, he is our great benefactor. Our survival depends entirely on others. I'm afraid he wants to trick us into opening the village and then killing us.
Entered into robbery."
Others were still a little worried. The little old man thought for a while and said, "Don't move, you all. I'm not afraid of anything with my old bones. Let me go and take a look!"
A few young people wanted to stop him, but the old man insisted on walking over. At this time, Zhang Haipeng had already commanded his men to control the group of defeated soldiers. He also arrived in front of the village. When the old man came to Zhang Tinglan, he knelt down and kowtowed.
Zhang Tinglan hurriedly grabbed the old man.
"Please don't do this. If you have anything to say, let's talk slowly."
"Sir, are you the official in charge of the farmland?"
"That's right, I am the director of the Reclamation Department. The border area between Jilin and Fenghuang is still the responsibility of my Reclamation Brigade. If there is anything that is not done enough, just tell me and I will remember it and make corrections later."
When the old man heard this, he suddenly burst into tears and said excitedly: "This little old man should kowtow to you. Without you, all of us might have died long ago. You are our great benefactor!"
Zhang Tinglan did all the farming work. To be fair, there were too many selfish thoughts involved. He strengthened local control, used bank loans to control the farms, and then used the generous returns from the farms to support industrial development. Therefore, under Zhang Tinglan
It seems that this job is just a transaction of equal value exchange, and he has calculated this group of honest farmers.
Therefore, seeing someone kowtow to him, Zhang Tinglan felt a little guilty and hurriedly helped the old man up. The old man continued: "My name is Liu Wanjin. He has a rich name, but he has suffered from poverty all his life. Earlier,
We came to Guandong in 2011 and lived by farming for landlords. As a result, we were hit by a disaster last year, and there was no harvest. The whole family almost starved to death. Fortunately, the farmland policy reorganized the villages and towns and distributed life-saving food to us.
, the land was also divided, and farm tools and seeds were given in the spring. As long as I work for five more years, I can have my own land. There are such good things in the world!"
The old man said that he was very happy, but Zhang Tinglan felt quite unhappy in his heart. The common people always ask for the least and are the easiest to be satisfied. However, this world always makes it difficult for them to survive.
Zhang Tinglan said with a smile: "Let's talk about the matter at hand. What happened to these rebels? Why did the militiamen conflict with them?"
"Sir, these guys are such bastards. I heard that they were defeated in the front and fled in all directions. As a result, many people came to our side. At first they just wanted food, then they asked for food, and finally it turned into
There was a blatant robbery. There was a village not far from here, and the rebels rushed in. As a result, they robbed the whole village, and all the girls and daughters-in-law suffered. In the end, they burned the village with fire. They
They came to our side again, and we people were forced to fight against them. We finally had a home, so how could we let them destroy it."
Listening to Liu Wanjin's narration, Zhang Tinglan has basically understood that as the saying goes, soldiers are inferior to bandits. Although the 28th Division has transferred a lot of officers, the underground soldiers are still the same as the bandits in the past. The military discipline is compared with the original 27th Division.
It would be worse, now that they have been defeated, robbing the people has become inevitable.
"Mr. Zhang, you must be aware of the situation. How do you think we should handle it?"
Zhang Haipeng also looked ashamed. He also came out of the 28th Division. Now everyone in the Fengjun army is talking about formalization and emphasizing military discipline every day. As a result, these people are not good at fighting, but they are first-rate in causing harm to the people. They are worse than bandits. Zhang Haipeng
He was also filled with anger, knowing that these guys must be dealt with.
However, Zhang Haipeng was a little concerned about human feelings. After all, there were his old subordinates here, so he said: "I think we should be punished severely, and any soldiers who make mistakes should not be let go, but I feel that the enemy is facing us now.
If the Ji army comes and there are still people to resist, and the commander-in-chief asks me to collect the defeated army, I think I should give these people a chance to atone for their sins."
"Master Zhang, a team without military discipline has no combat effectiveness. The reality is before us. Their hundreds of defeated troops cannot even compare with the militia. The reason is very simple, that is, they have become bandits, and
They are not worthy of being called soldiers. These militiamen still know that they protect their homeland and can fight to the death. If you want to resist the Kyrgyz army, in my opinion, it is better to use the militiamen to cooperate with us than to use them!"
Zhang Tinglan was very rude and directly equated the people of the 28th Division with bandits. Zhang Haipeng wanted to argue, but he couldn't find a suitable reason. Even though he and Zhang Zuolin were of the same generation, he also didn't think he was using the reputation of a division commander.
First, Zhang Haipeng knew very well that in terms of power and influence, he and Zhang Tinglan were not on the same level at all. If Zhang Tinglan really wanted to do something, he would not be able to stop it.
"Commander Zhang, I think this is it. Send out troops first, gather up all the broken troops, and temporarily send them to the rear for careful screening. Anyone who commits murder and arson will be shot. Others who participated in robbery will also be dismissed. The army
We must not get rid of these black sheep inside, and then notify the farms in various places, and all militiamen will be mobilized. On the one hand, they will strengthen patrols and cooperate with us to resist the attack of the Kyrgyz army when necessary."
"Sir, you are really the great master of Qingtian. I will find someone to inform the surrounding villages so that their militiamen will obey your orders."
Even though Liu Wanjin was just an ordinary old farmer, he was able to win the trust of other farmers. The surrounding villages were all trembling with fear, fearing that they would be defeated and killed. But now they were overjoyed when they heard that an official had finally arrived to help the people.
In addition to disaster victims and tenants, the people nearby are also immigrants within the pass. These people are all beneficiaries of the farming policy. Therefore, knowing that Zhang Tinglan is leading the troops this time, the officials in charge of farming are all grateful and particularly active.
With the cooperation of the people, the operation became much easier. After Zhang Tinglan issued the order, the Fengjun quickly spread out and collected all the defeated soldiers on the border of the two provinces. Some of the defeated soldiers who committed the most heinous crimes were shot directly on the spot, and the common people
Clap your hands and cheer.
Zhang Tinglan also ordered that the weapons of the defeated army be collected and distributed to the militiamen to improve the combat effectiveness of the militiamen. Gradually, a trace of order was restored to the place. At this time, Ji Jinchun fled back with dozens of his defeated soldiers.
Speaking of which, Ji Jinchun was unlucky enough. After the army was defeated, the pursuers also targeted him and pursued him relentlessly. Ji Jinchun had to flee to the mountains and relied on wild fruits on the mountains to satisfy his hunger. Finally, he encountered another enemy.
After reaching a few subordinates, he took a long detour and escaped back.
After meeting Zhang Tinglan, Ji Jinchun was extremely embarrassed and ashamed. He still wanted to conquer Heilongjiang and removed the first two words of his acting division commander. But now he was even more thorough, even the last two words were gone. He
How can I have the face to meet people?
"I am ashamed to say that I am ashamed of the commander-in-chief, and I am also ashamed of my brothers in the army. There is only one thing. I want to remind you that the equipment of Gao Shibi's subordinates is better than before. There are many Japanese guns and artillery. You should pay attention to it!" (Unfinished!)
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