At the meeting on the afternoon of May 10, Xiang Xiaoqiang announced that he would be demoted by half a rank, from the former commander of the political work team to the deputy commander of the security team.
At this point, Xiang Xiaoqiang had already made his stomach ache to find Shi Shi Ge Ge in the morning, chatted with her, and told her Xiang Xiaoqiang's plan. Therefore, when it was announced at the meeting in the afternoon, Shi Shi Ge Ge was not too surprised.
Everyone could notice that even though she forced her face to pull, her eyes had begun to smile slightly, and she was obviously very satisfied.
Immediately afterwards, new personnel arrangements for the political work team were announced. Colonel Song Ruhai served as the commander of the political work team, and Colonel Sun Jiye served as the deputy commander.
Then, it was announced that the newly established "Equipment and Training Department" of the People's Guard, referred to as the "Equipment and Training Department", would be at the same level as several other teams. The director would be Colonel Wang Hexiang.
The main task of the Equipment and Training Department, to put it simply, is to be responsible for the continuous upgrading of the People's Guard, the introduction, purchase of equipment, and training of personnel. In addition, the Equipment and Training Department is also responsible for cooperation with officer advisors from Germany.
"Ziteng," Xiang Xiaoqiang finished his fourteen-level training, turned to face Pain and said sternly, "from now on, Zhao Fang will work under you. You don't have to be scrupulous, and you don't have to be polite. You can do whatever you want!"
"Hey, hey..." Stomachache nodded quickly and smiled, "You're welcome, don't worry... just do what you need to do..."
While turning around, he nodded and bowed and smiled at Shi Shi Ge Ge, as flatteringly as a slave. Shi Shi Ge Ge raised his eyes, winked at Stomach Pain, and smiled slightly.
Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help but want to laugh. Xiang Xiaoqiang almost couldn't help it anymore, but due to his identity, he still kept a straight face, coughed, and said to Shi Shigege:
"Zhao Fang, you are in the security team. You must humbly accept the leadership of Chief Du. You must do a good job in your field. Don't let our People's Guard be outperformed by Dongchang. Do you understand?"
Shi Shi Ge Ge was quite generous. He just sat there, nodded, and said with a low eyebrow:
"Understood, sir."
Xiang Xiaoqiang felt an indescribable feeling of satisfaction, smiled and nodded with satisfaction.
…
At around five o'clock in the evening, a train pulled 20 passenger cars and drove into Platform 3 of Nanjing Station with the flute playing.
The entire platform No. 3 has been cleared, and there is not a single passenger. There is a gendarme standing every five meters on the platform. These gendarmes carry rifles, big-brimmed hats, white gloves, and polished leather boots. They look intently.
Not moving at all.
Behind them were several People's Guard officers, talking together and occasionally glancing at the long train parked on the rails.
In every window of the train, you can see two curious faces looking towards the platform through the glass. If you look carefully, the young faces behind the glass all have high nose bridges.
A young man with deep eye sockets.
"Boom!"
The door of the first carriage opened, the iron ladder was lowered, and a People's Guard officer jumped down, turned to face the long train behind, took out his whistle and blew it hard. The sharp whistle spread throughout the platform and reached every train.
In the carriage. Immediately afterwards——
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
…
The doors of each carriage opened, and a tall-nosed, blue-eyed German officer appeared at the door. He bent down and lowered the iron ladder.
The locomotive ahead roared again, and then, in each carriage, a high-pitched German command was heard:
"stand up----"
"stand up----"
"stand up----"
…
Suddenly, the faces in every car window disappeared, and instead young officers wearing German uniforms appeared. Another series of German passwords came from far and near:
“Turn left or right————”
“Turn left or right————”
"Let's go together————"
"Let's go together————"
"Let's go together————"
…
One by one, young German officers carried bags and suitcases and jumped from the door of each carriage to the platform. After they got off, they looked around curiously and whispered excitedly.
Although the Ming Dynasty military police standing upright remained motionless, their eyes were already turning around curiously, looking at these blond foreign officers. The young German officers were also looking at them curiously.
Soon, hundreds of people had gathered on the platform, which was quite crowded. The German officers began to shout commands. The entire team, although they were all middle- and lower-ranking officers, still stood in accordance with the squad and platoon formations.
It had to be neat and meticulous. Soon, the entire platform turned from crowded to neat, and it didn't look like hundreds of people had gathered.
Most of these officers are lieutenants, and a few are colonel officers. Most are air force officers in dark blue uniforms, and a few are army officers in gray green uniforms. If there is someone who is more knowledgeable about the military uniforms, they will start from the logo.
It can be seen from the above that they belong to the armored force.
A female voice in German appeared on the station’s loudspeaker:
"Gentlemen of the German Army and Air Force, the Ming Empire welcomes you... Please assemble according to your organization under the leadership of your respective commanders... Our officers will arrange for you to leave the station... After leaving the station, you will be led to the Ming People's Guards
You will have meals in the military camp and help you settle down in your dormitory... After that, we will arrange a shuttle bus to Nanjing city for you... Gentlemen, tonight is your first night in Nanjing, and beautiful Nanjing will be open to you.
You open the door..."
Soon, the German boys on the platform cheered.
The German officers on the platform began to leave the station in batches, led by the officers of the People's Guard. Those at the front were leaving the station, and those at the back were still getting off the train in batches, forming a team. The radio on the platform was also repeatedly broadcasting.
The door of the last carriage also opened, and several senior German officers walked out one after another. At this location, several People's Guard officers had already greeted them.
Several German colonels came down first.
A Colonel of the People's Guard stepped forward, stretched out his hand, shook hands with them one by one, and said with a smile:
"Everyone, you have worked hard all the way. Welcome! I am Li Gensheng, commander of the Ming Dynasty People's Guard Mobile Team. We will be working together for some time to come."
Another officer next to him smiled and said it again in German.
The German colonels also shook hands and exchanged pleasantries with each other.
Li Gensheng greeted them with a smile on his face, but his eyes had already glanced at the door of the carriage.
A moment later, a short German officer appeared at the car door. His big-brimmed hat was held low, and he was wearing a general's uniform. He personally carried a suitcase and jumped nimbly onto the platform.
"Ah," a German colonel quickly turned to him and introduced with a smile, "Mr. General, this is the commander of the Ming Dynasty People's Guard Mobile Team, Colonel Li. Colonel Li, this is the director of the armored forces of the German Third Reich, Gudry
General An."
When Li Gensheng first saw this short old man with the rank of major general, he guessed that this was the Guderian who Xiang Xiaoqiang had repeatedly described to him.
He quickly stood at attention, saluted, and said loudly:
"Mr. General, on behalf of the Ming Empire and the Ming People's Guard, I welcome you! It's been a hard journey!"
The short old man nodded and said nothing. It seemed that he was not in a good mood. However, he did not return the salute. Instead, he made a more equal gesture: he stretched out his hand and shook hands with the officer who was one level below him.
.
Guderian was also in his forties, but he looked much older than Rommel. Rommel was in his forties and looked rosy and energetic, while Guderian, coupled with his unattractive appearance, short stature and round face, was even more
Like a little old man.
"Thank you," Guderian just nodded and repeated monotonously, "Thank you, thank you very much."
But a few minutes later, when the German armored officers on the platform saw Guderian approaching, they all started cheering. Guderian no longer had a straight face, and walked past the young men, patting their shoulders along the way.
, holding hands, looking very happy, smiling like a child.
…
On the platform, a military band suddenly played majestic military music. More than 1,300 German officers, carrying bags and suitcases on their backs, lined up neatly, and consciously stepped on the platform in front of the surprised eyes of Nanjing citizens.
To the beat of military music and drums, we walked out of the station with our heads held high.
Outside the station, many citizens were already standing on both sides of the road to watch the excitement. They were all staring at this team they had never seen before and talking about it.
"Which country? Which country?"
"British."
"It's also British. Your British army wears this!"
"German!"
"Tsk tsk, my military uniforms are pretty enough."
"Well, he's very handsome."
"Hey, that looks like the Air Force in the back! Is it the Air Force?"
"Oh, it's the navy! Didn't you see the blue uniform?"
"Air Force, it's the Air Force! Navy blue is heavier than this color!"
"Why do so many German soldiers come to Nanjing?"
"I heard that we negotiated with the general..."
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The train station is just outside the city to the east, not far from the Xiaoling Guards Camp. More than a thousand German army officers, plus more than a hundred Ming Army military police and People's Guard officers, walked to Xiaoling in just over half an hour.
guard.
At the gate of the Xiaoling Guard camp of the People's Guard, two thousand-ring firecrackers have been prepared. Two soldiers squatted next to the firecrackers, each holding a cigarette and smoking vigorously in their mouths, while looking back with a smile.
Looking at the German ranks getting closer and closer.
A sergeant next to him looked at those tall Germans with evil intentions, raised his hands in the air, smiled and said:
"Prepare...prepare...prepare...don't order it, wait until I say it, then order it...prepare..."
The queue of German officers came to the door. The sergeant waved his hand vigorously and whispered:
"point!"
Without saying a word, two firecrackers exploded at the same time. The firelight flashed, the smoke filled the air, and the sound of the explosion was loud.
It was really lively now. The hundreds of young German officers who were walking in front fell down on the spot without saying a word. Many of them shouted sadly:
"Lie down————"
In an instant, there was a sudden commotion and a large area fell down.
The hundreds of German officers behind saw that something was wrong and ran back quickly. After running for more than ten steps, the officer realized something. He bent over and looked at the two strings of firecrackers that were exploding, and said something dirty.
What are you wearing?
The hundreds of German officers lying on the ground in front of them probably understood at this time. They raised their heads, stared blankly at the crackling firecrackers in front of them, and slowly stood up on their knees.
Inside the military camp, hundreds of People's Guard soldiers laughed happily, clapped their hands and stamped their feet, as if they had never been so happy.