Anyi Group's tough attitude, coupled with the Chinese government's incompetence and perfunctory attitude, finally completely offended the British government and military.
British Prime Minister Ramsey Macdonald, who has wavy hair and a shoebrush beard, finally got angry and delivered a stern speech to the public through the radio station, criticizing the "Marais" incident in the British Empire's Burmese colony.
He expressed great indignation at the "Suppression Massacre" and decisively announced the reduction of diplomatic relations with the government of the Republic of China. From now on, he will punish the Yunnan Simao Reclamation Region Government, the Yunnan Provincial Government, the Southern Sichuan Government, and China's largest government for "conniving and shielding the murderer".
The Jiangnan Group, a financial and industrial and commercial group, implemented a strict trade embargo policy, severed relations with the above-mentioned local governments in the political, economic and trade fields, and ordered the Chinese government to conduct a strict investigation into the matter; ordered the British Empire Governor-General of India and the Province of Burma
The Governor took full responsibility and quickly formed a special investigation committee with the participation of the British garrison in the Indo-Burmese colony, and rushed to Upper Burma (the British government's administrative division of Burma) to collect evidence and investigate.
The heads of the officials of the Nanjing central government and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs suddenly swelled exponentially. They carried out a large-scale encirclement and suppression of the Red Army in Jiangxi, Hubei, Anhui, Sichuan and Hunan, the increasing floods in the middle and lower reaches of the Yellow River, and the defection of Feng Yuxiang's army in Rehe, Chahar and other places.
Attacks, continuous accusations from the separatist forces in Guangdong and Guangxi... Everything was overwhelming. At this time, the British made another solemn statement and severely punished them. The British envoys in China went to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs every day to submit letters of protest and memoranda.
, which made Wang Jingwei and a group of government officials, who were running around so much that their legs were thin, were overwhelmed and unable to cope.
What is particularly annoying is that Wang Jingwei sent two groups of people to Xufu in southern Sichuan to beg for help from An Yi, the country's leading wealthy man, in the name of disaster relief. Unexpectedly, he did not even meet An Yi's shadow. Newspapers and radio stations in southern Sichuan every day
They are all reporting news about An Yi's inspection visits to brother provinces such as Western Hunan, Western Guizhou, and Yunnan, but these news are only a day or two behind An Yi's pace. Even the officials of the Southern Sichuan Appeasement Office can't figure it out.
Where is An Yi's next place to visit, so it's not surprising that people sent by the Nanjing government run into obstacles one after another.
In fact, An Yi had already set off for southern Yunnan at this time, and came to the Simao Reclamation Zone, which he had worried about every day for more than a year, but was the first time he set foot in it.
At 9:10 in the morning, three transport planes landed on the runway of the still crude Simao Airport, and twelve planes from the Simao Squadron, the newly formed aviation group, came one after another.
The first thing after getting off the plane, An Yi took a group of generals to the Ximapo Martyrs Cemetery in the east of the city. He wanted to pay homage to the 187 good brothers who died in the pioneering campaign in southern Yunnan over the past year.
In this land of rolling mountains and covered by wild forests, the good brothers who are buried here forever have sacrificed their young lives one after another due to accidents, construction blasting, landslides, falling into rapids, poisonous snakes and scorpions, etc.
life.
On the front of the brand-new cemetery, facing the north, there is a huge stone six meters high and three meters square. After dozens of local craftsmen carefully carved and built it for more than half a month, it now stands majestically on a wide granite base. The local Hongru
The four characters "Eternal Immortality" written by Mr. Zhu Zizhan are vigorous, powerful, dignified and solemn. On the front of the base of the monument, the reason and process of the southern Yunnan garrison and engineering troops entering southern Yunnan are engraved. On both sides are the tiger logo and the tiger logo of the garrison.
The pioneering cow symbol of the Corps of Engineers. Thirty meters behind the monument, built along the mountain, are 187 granite tombstones arranged in layers, inscribed with the name, date of birth and death, military rank and resume of each fallen brother.
The sacrificed soldiers from the seven provinces north and south of the Yangtze River will always guard the southwestern frontier of the motherland, a hot land that they have worked hard to develop. Each towering tombstone faces the north, as if they are looking at their hometown in the distance.
Jiao Guangxu, deputy commander of the Garrison Division, was wearing the brown-yellow dress uniform of the National Revolutionary Army, holding high a sharp saber. He stood on the second platform of the monument and addressed the 72 military policemen in uniforms and white helmets lined up on both sides.
, 2,500 soldiers of the independent regiment were neatly arranged around them, and they loudly issued the order:
"Gun-salute-"
An Yi, Gu Changfeng, Zhan Zai, Li Yufu, Dai Zhengliang, Ma Yuanjiang and more than 40 people in general uniforms lined up in two rows. Under the gaze of Simao District government officials and tens of thousands of people, they walked neatly and slowly.
Step by step, we climbed up the twenty-four stone steps of the monument. Behind us, the thirty-six guards, working in twos and twos, carried the wreaths prepared in advance and followed solemnly. Every step seemed to be extremely heavy.
After the wreaths were placed, the candles on the incense table were lit. An Yi and his generals took the incense handed by the guards, knelt down on one leg in silence and kowtowed to the sacrificed brothers standing on the left side of the high platform.
The family members could no longer bear the sadness in their hearts, and all of them burst into tears and cried uncontrollably.
There were cries on the high platform, and soon there were bursts of sobbing all around. Tears welled up in the eyes of the Anjia army officers who stood upright with guns in hand.
"Shot-"
"Pah - pah - pah -"
Seventy-two military policemen raised their guns and fired three volleys. The cry was already heard.
Under the guidance of Dai Zhengliang and Ma Yuanjiang, General An Yi, Gu Changfeng and other generals walked to the families of the fallen brothers, saluted and greeted each one, comforted each other, and greeted each other for a long time before they slowly walked down the monument and climbed to the stepped cemetery.
On the steps, he visited the good brothers who were sleeping here one by one, offered wine and incense to each fallen officer and soldier, and then left with solemn steps.
After riding back to the government office in the east of Simao City, An Yi and his party put on the newly improved summer training uniforms of the Anjia Army. After dressing up, they gathered in the conference room to hold a military meeting.
The meeting lasted until 1:30 noon. After a simple lunch, An Yi met with Mr. Zhu Zizhan, the chairman of the Simao District Office and officials from various government ministries. After a brief chat, they set off together to Yingpanshan Farm, 13 kilometers east of the city.
, visiting the more than 4,800 folks living there who have migrated here from the disaster-stricken areas in the northwest for eight months.
Mr. Zhu Zizhan and An Yi were in the same car, sitting on a brand-new high-power military jeep. The fifty-seven-year-old Mr. Zhu was quite novel and very excited:
"General, this is the best car I have ever ridden in my life. I remember that when I visited friends in Kunming seven years ago, I rode in a long-head truck made in France. I always remembered it when I came back. Today, I never dreamed of this.
I can live in Simao, where my ancestors have lived for more than 500 years, and ride in such a good and elegant car, and it was built by the Chinese ourselves. I have no regrets in this life, thank you general!"
"Mr. Zhu, please don't say that. You are the descendant of our national hero who guarded the southwest border in the Ming Dynasty. You are also a highly respected elder in the five towns in southern Yunnan. Our Anjia army has had you since we entered the southern Yunnan region.
With the strong support and help of the local gentry and wise men, we have achieved today's achievements. It's not too late for the juniors and military lieutenants to thank you."
After An Yi said that, he held Mr. Zhu's big hand respectfully: "Mr. Zhu, there is nothing new about this car. In half a month, the second batch of materials allocated to southern Yunnan will arrive, including two such military jeeps and one
A passenger car that can seat twenty-six people is designated for the exclusive use of the district office. You always have a special car. The driver is temporarily assigned to you by the police car company. If you are willing to use your own people, send him to the police station.
The army teaches the brigades how to drive, and they can be ready to leave the army in a few months."
"Ouch... You can't do this! What virtue can this old man have? This generous gift is too heavy, so I can't do it! I understand it. Thank you, General, for looking up to me."
Mr. Zhu refused repeatedly, his six-inch long gray beard fluttering in the wind.
An Yi shook his head, patted the back of his hand, and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhu, this is not a gift from the younger generation, but a mandatory rule of our southern Sichuan government. Military officers above the county level and the speaker of the parliament have a special car.
, others can’t enjoy it... Each county is allocated at least two jeeps and one bus. This is a regulation, not a generosity of juniors, so don’t worry about it! Next time our general counselor will be Jiang Yucheng, president of Southwest University of Political Science and Law.
When sir comes to visit, you will understand if you always ask."
Zhu Zizhan asked in surprise: "Is that true?"
"That's true. The policies we implement are slightly different from those implemented by Yunnan Province. You can gradually realize it in the future. Furthermore, in comparison, we have many factories and enterprises in southern Sichuan. We are richer than the Yunnan government of Yi Gong.
Therefore, the welfare of officials is better; also, the cars you saw today and half of the planes at the airport were manufactured and assembled by our own factories. Take the car we are riding now, for example.
The engine, gearbox, and other parts are basically copied and produced by our affiliated factories, and they have also been redesigned in many aspects, making them easier to use than imported American cars." An Yi explained politely.
Zhu Zizhan nodded frequently: "It's really different! Before I met the general, I often heard about the general's name and deeds. During the year when I became the speaker, I mentioned the general's famous name every time he went to an immigrant farm or forest farm.
, the people are all grateful. In the minds of thousands of people, the general is really like a Buddha in every family! From that time on, the old man often thought, what kind of person is the general? Slowly, as he interacted with the general’s subordinates,
I have worked with more officers and soldiers. From books, newspapers and magazines, and the daily words of officers and soldiers, I have a relatively complete understanding of the general's struggle and great achievements. I want to see the general more and more urgently. Many times I have been distracted by my words.
My daughter’s joke, haha! When I see you today, I am so lucky and happy for the rest of my life!”
An Yi quickly stopped: "Mr. Zhu, please don't praise me so much. Many people attribute all the contributions of thousands of brothers to me. That's why I have a little false reputation today, and with those
Compared with the soldiers who sacrificed their lives and blood for the sake of the country and the nation, the juniors feel guilty! Take this morning’s memorial service as an example, in my heart... Oh! It’s okay not to say it. By the way, Mr. Zhu, the Second Regiment of the Engineering Corps who sacrificed his life
Company Commander Chen Junjie of the First Company is your beloved son-in-law, right?"
Zhu Zizhan's eyes suddenly showed sadness, he waved his hands and sighed in a low voice: "The sky has no eyes! Junjie was a rare honest man, educated, filial, and sincere and decent in his treatment of others. It's a pity that he died young... Something happened to him
That day was the fourth day after he got married to his little daughter! He originally had half a month's wedding leave, but he couldn't sit still at home. He was worried about the construction progress of his company every day. He told the old man several times that as long as he took the cover,
Dong section, the entire regiment of 2,500 brothers was able to build the road to Menglian half a month in advance. Alas... I let my precious daughter go on the fourth day and returned to work at the Civil Affairs Bureau. Unexpectedly
That night the bad news came... When the bad news spread throughout Simao City, almost every household burned incense to pay homage to him! Over the past two months, the old man's heart has been... heart-wrenching!
"Junjie is an orphan with no parents. During the Great War in the Central Plains, General Domeng took him in to join the Boy Scouts, and later entered the sergeant school to study. Otherwise, it would have been twice as sad! Since An Jiajun came in, he has treated the local folks like family members.
They sent doctors and medicines, helped orphans and widows, set up education, built roads and bridges, and even used the remaining meager food to feed the poor people. The folks in the five towns in southern Yunnan have long regarded the Anjia officers and soldiers as their own children. They are such benevolent and righteous teachers.
, unprecedented! General, I estimate that when you arrive at the resettlement farm later, thousands of fellow villagers will want to worship you!"
An Yi's eyes widened: "How can this happen? I never want to see any kind of kneeling ceremony, it will shorten my life!"
Zhu Zizhan smiled slightly: "I am afraid that this matter cannot be left to the general. It is really sad to say that the Yingpanshan Farm was opened late. It was already at the end of April when the water conservancy ditches could be irrigated. The new varieties of early rice planted in other places had already begun.
The ears are heading, and the villagers are anxious! The agricultural experts from Xufu gritted their teeth and ordered to plant the rice seed called Japonica No. 2. The villagers were worried, but they could only obey the order. More than 13,000
Mu of new and old rice fields are all planted with that kind of rice. For this reason, Lao Chan has been unable to sleep in the past few months. At the end of June, the early rice in other places has basically been harvested. Lao Chan rushed to Yingpanshan Farm to take a look and found rice ears.
It was strong and plump, growing well, and the villagers all had smiling faces. The old man wanted to find those agricultural experts to express his gratitude, but who knew that two of them had fallen ill from fatigue, and the acting commander and Chief of Staff Ma had flown them all up a few days ago.
The transport planes that were unloading must go to the Syrian Military General Hospital for treatment and a comprehensive examination. Even if I want to express my gratitude, there is nothing I can do.
"The day before yesterday, I went to Yingpanshan Farm again. I saw that the golden rice was ripe and ready for harvesting, but the villagers did not move. Out of curiosity, I asked the farmer Jia from Shaanxi. The old Jia said, "Plant the rice."
At that time, Chief of Staff Ma came to participate in labor and told the villagers that when the harvest came, General, you would definitely come to visit everyone, so Lao Jia and the villagers kept waiting, and kept running to the headquarters these days, probably because they knew
The general is coming in the next few days, and the villagers are waiting to go to the fields with the general to make sickle work."
An Yi was stunned for a moment. For some reason, his heart was heavy and his eyes looking forward became hazy.