At one o'clock in the evening, the Northeastern Army Headquarters is located in the Prince Shun's Mansion in Beiping.
The young marshal sent away the Japanese envoy who came secretly to inquire about the news. He approached the side hall on the east side of the central courtyard with a puzzled face. When he saw the generals standing up, he quickly waved his hand to signal everyone to sit down.
General Wang Yizhe asked in a low voice whether the Japanese came to threaten us. The young marshal snorted and said that they were not brave enough, and then asked He Zhuguo, the garrison commander of Shanhaiguan who was sitting below: "Brother Zhu Ge, what news do you have over there?"
He Zhuguo, whose ancestral home is in Rong County, Guangxi, graduated from the riding courses of the 6th class of Baoding and the 11th class of the Japanese Military Academy. He has been an instructor at the Northeast Military Academy nine years ago.
His style won the respect of the Zhang family and his son. In the late period of the Northern Expedition, the Northeast Army was defeated and Zhang Zuolin was killed by the Japanese. Li Zongren and Bai Chongxi repeatedly invited this Guangxi fellow to return to the Gui Army to conquer the world together. He Zhuguo declined politely and remained unmoved.
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At this time, hearing the young marshal asking himself, He Zhuguo stood up and replied in a low voice: "We haven't found any clues yet. Judging from the effect of the explosion, it must be TNT military explosives used, and the bomber is very professional. It is likely that we are scattered in the area."
It was done by some brothers from outside the customs. Unfortunately, the white-eyed wolf Zhang Haipeng was not killed. A secret message from Shenyang said that Zhang Haipeng left early after speaking for a few minutes at the opening of the meeting. I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with this traitor in the future.
It’s easier.”
The generals sighed. Zhang Haipeng was Marshal Zhang's sworn brother and held a very high position in the Northeastern Army. The Marshal had to call him uncle when meeting him. When the generals met, they respectfully called him "Senior". In times of crisis, he was so greedy for profit that he actually led several soldiers.
Wan's former Northeastern Army surrendered to the Japanese invaders, and with the support of the Japanese, he became the Northeast Border Security Commander of the puppet Manchukuo government. In turn, he suppressed the turbulent anti-Japanese actions of his former Northeastern Army brothers.
The young marshal was also very regretful, and the tragic losses after September 18 could not help but come to mind: due to his wrong judgment, almost half of the 160,000 Northeastern Army soldiers and more than 50,000 policemen left in the three eastern provinces were lost, and the security force of 60,000 was lost.
The officers and soldiers defected to the Japanese and became shameful traitors. About 100,000 soldiers dispersed under the pursuit of thousands of Japanese invaders. Less than 70,000 soldiers fled into the pass and returned to the army.
What's even more terrible is that the September 18th Incident brought serious disasters and huge losses to the people of Northeast China. Countless houses, factories, mines, villages and crops were burned to the ground, all telephones and transmission lines were destroyed, and a large number of government and private personnel were injured.
All property was looted. According to incomplete statistics from the Ministry of Military Affairs, official property losses alone amounted to more than 1.8 billion yuan, and the losses of ordnance, ammunition and other materials were even greater due to the non-resistance policy adopted by various ministries.
Seriously, countless items of clothing, food and oil, etc. were taken over by the Japanese army. The 262 fully equipped aircraft of the Northeast Air Force, which the young marshal spent ten years painstakingly managing, have now been painted with plaster marks by the Japanese army.
They came to bomb the various armed forces who rose up to resist, and conducted continuous aerial reconnaissance on the Shanhaiguan and Peiping front lines. The brothers in each department watched the planes in the sky with their hearts bleeding. All this became an eternal pain in the young marshal's heart.
Behind Zhang Xueliang, Li Hansong, who was sitting on a chair and lowered his head to record, glanced at the frustrated generals, and once again lowered his head and worked in obscurity. Due to the severe shortage of officers, the young marshal became increasingly disobedient to the senior generals in the army and kept secretly
To prepare for this, half a month ago, a group of young generals were once again promoted for important positions. Li Hansong also caught the young marshal's eye and left his position in the officer training corps to serve as the colonel section chief of the Military Aircraft Department.
At the same time, in the foreign-style building in the backyard of Huafeng Commercial Bank, which was less than three kilometers away in a straight line, Hou Wuliang and his wife Chen Jing, who was more than three months pregnant, could not sleep. After reading the long message sent by An Yi, Hou Wuliang held a cup of tea in his hand.
Cha, pacing back and forth slowly, finally made up his mind and walked to the deputy, whispering:
"Immediately call brothers Wang Yulin and Guan Manjiang to temporarily cancel the attack on the Japanese communities in Changchun and Lushun. We will wait for notification when we will start."
"yes!"
The shrewd assistant Pan Dinghuai turned around and went downstairs.
Chen Jing stepped forward and took her husband's hand: "Wuliang, the boss didn't order us to cancel the operation. Why did you make such a decision?"
Hou Wuliang gently hugged his wife's gradually rounded waist: "Although the boss didn't say it clearly, I understand his concerns. The two eldest brothers Wang Yulin and Guan Manjiang are all former members of the Northeast Army who are so anxious that their eyes are bloodshot, and none of them has received specialized training.
Special operations training, I am worried that they will not be able to escape even if they succeed in the attack, causing unnecessary heavy casualties, and thus leaving hidden dangers for the Japanese to seize the opportunity.
Tomorrow I asked Ding Huai to go to Lushun in person. Ding Huai was originally the deputy section chief of the Intelligence Section of the 1st Cavalry Division. He also received three months of special training from more than 20 Chinese and foreign instructors in Nanchang. He performed best and was awarded a prize from the instructors.
Recommended and highly regarded, I feel more at ease when I go to Dinghuai.”
Speaking of Nanchang, Chen Jing's face was full of sorrow: "Wuliang, do you really want me to go to old Nanchang to have a baby?"
"Not only are you going, the seventh sister-in-law, mother and son, and two old people are also going. My family, old and young, will also move there. All the younger generations of my uncle's family will also go, otherwise it will be too late if the situation worsens. The boss will not be able to make it in time this time.
Take advantage of Songhu
When the war broke out and housing prices plummeted in the French Concession, I secretly dispatched my brothers from the Chamber of Commerce to purchase millions of real estate. Han Song and I both had a share in this huge investment. The boss had already prepared two properties for us on Jiangnan Road in the French Concession.
A new western-style building with a garden, two courtyards connected together, only a hundred meters away from the eldest son's Yiyuan. When you give birth to the child safely, you will also move into the French Concession and live with my parents. When the child is weaned, you will
Come back and help me. When the child reaches seven years old, he will be sent to the United States to study, like the children of his uncle and Uncle Chengzhu's family, to receive the best education. After learning the skills, he will come back to serve the country, make contributions, and honor his ancestors." Hou Wuliang said lowly.
Sound solution.
Chen Jing nodded, suddenly remembered something, and said fiercely: "I don't allow you to recruit Qin Yuerong as your secretary. That little girl looks at you wrong. She came to report to you without returning home after returning from training in Nanchang.
Every time a fifth brother calls out,
It bothers me. She looks well-behaved, but I can see her thoughts in her seductive moves at a glance. It's like she's been newlywed for a long time, but you, a bad guy, actually laughed so hard that you also took a bite out of her.
Girl, I’m so angry..."
"Stop it! You are still thinking wildly at this time. Yuerong graduated from Union Medical College and received a good higher education. Her family has been scholarly for generations. It's not like you don't know that people are sensible, polite and strict in discipline. It's not what you want at all.
That's what happened, it's been a month
It is because of her that our radio station can operate smoothly, and strict organizational disciplines and work regulations have been established. Who among you doesn't respect her? You...it doesn't matter if I tell you, Yuerong is already a Hansong person.
, you know?" Hou Wuliang looked at his wife reproachfully.
Chen Jing was very surprised: "Why didn't I know that she and Han Song were in love?"
"Han Song has just been transferred to the Young Marshal not long ago. We can't make any mistakes at this time. What if the Young Marshal's military intelligence agency conducts a secret investigation to prove Han Song's loyalty? After they settle down and establish a foothold, they will naturally get married. , At present, Yuerong can only manage our Western medicine store as a medical graduate. I hired her as the manager. It’s that simple. Where did your little head go?" Hou Wuliang shook his head helplessly.
"I'm sorry, Wu Liang, I can't bear to leave you. I feel uncomfortable being separated from you for more than a year. Although you will take the opportunity to buy goods to see me, you can't stay together! I can't bear to..." Chen Jing snuggled into Hou Wuliang's arms and began to act coquettishly.
Hou Wuliang sighed quietly: "The national crisis is at hand! If the generals don't have a country, where can they have a home? How can they live in hiding in a safe place? Dozens of good brothers, including Lao Qi, Sizhu, and Xu Shui, fought against the Japanese aggressors to protect their families. The country sacrificed his life early, how lucky we are in comparison! Yesterday there was an explosion in Shenyang, and Uncle Luan Jin, who was proficient in electricians and gunpowder under Laosi, was involved in it. What a spirit and heroism it was. Ah? Sigh... You also read the telegram just now. The boss first thought of the brothers who sacrificed their lives. Let us send the families and children of the martyrs there in batches in the next period of time to give the brothers who sacrificed their lives the greatest care. It is touching to compensate and allow future generations to receive the best education! Now I understand better why even my uncle and other old warlords and Jianghu are willing to sacrifice their lives for the boss..."
Chen Jing hugged her husband tightly: "The general is a great man in this world. Just like what was praised in the newspapers, he is the backbone of the nation and the soul of the army. You can create great achievements with the general for the country and the nation. Jing'er feels deeply for you." I feel proud...Wuliang, I regret marrying you less and less..."
Hou Wuliang gave his wife a passionate kiss, helped her into the bedroom, sat down at the desk, lit a cigarette, looked at the watch on his wrist, and sighed worriedly: "Brother Ninth, I'm going to sit down now." I stayed up late at night and prayed to the sky, hoping that you and your brothers could successfully complete the mission and leave the battlefield safely..."
At 5:40 in the morning, the Shilihe railway bridgehead south of Shenyang.
A group of fifteen officers and soldiers wearing yellow uniforms of the Puppet Manchukuo Border Guard Force, carrying heavy marching bags, marched on the Daozuo Highway. When they were about 600 meters away from the iron bridge, the group turned and boarded the railway, walking straight towards the road through the remaining snow. Walk towards the bungalow with green smoke coming out.
"Who? Password!"
Two sentries between the bungalow door and the railway pulled the bolts of their guns.
"Which grandson is yelling so loudly? Where is Tong Zhiqiang? Let him crawl out and see me!" A man at the front of the team roared angrily. The face under the flip-up military hat looked scary under the dim street lights.
The two sentries were already trembling with fear when the big man was about three meters away from them. One of the sentries looked around, hurriedly put away his gun, stepped forward and said anxiously: "Brother Ninth, why are you here? You are still so loud, There are five Japanese soldiers in the tin house at the end of the bridge!"
Brother Ninth glanced at the bridge a hundred meters away and said disdainfully: "Are you afraid of a ball? Look at your ability. You were not like this grandson in my assault camp back then. It seems that you have taken the wrong path. You are so courageous. You're young, but it's okay, which means you have some conscience. Come on, take me to find your company commander Tong. I want to see what my grandson, who used to help me lead the horse, became like the company commander of the traitor army."
"Sun Fu, what are you doing standing still?" Lu Yanqing, a tall man behind Ninth Brother, showed two black muzzles of his shelled gun.
The two sentries immediately obeyed. Lu Yanqing and another brother stood guard outside with rifles. Brother Jiu and a group of brothers carrying fancy machine guns and light machine guns followed the two trembling sentries. As soon as they entered the door, the brothers quickly took advantage of the situation.
Position, the gun was pointed at more than 80 puppet soldiers sleeping on two rows of bunks with their heads covered.
The puppet company commander on the small bed near the heating stove woke up suddenly. He sat up and opened his mouth in fright. Brother Ninth had taken off his hat, revealing his shiny head. He was wearing a high-waisted riding boot and stepped on it.
Beside the bed, he looked at the puppet company commander with a half-smile but without saying a word...