Zhou He had never seen the senior generals of the Guo Army, but he had only heard Gao Yuan and those people chatting that the uniforms of the senior officers of the Central Army were all made of pure wool, and they were very straight and spirited when worn on their bodies.

Strictly speaking, the rank of battalion commander should be a watershed.

In non-war times, if you want to shoot a battalion-level officer, you have to report it to the Military Commission for approval.

That is to say, below the battalion level, it will collapse.

But despite this, the battalion-level officers did not reach the level of wearing this woolen uniform, and the rank of major was also obtained by Deng Jiamin himself.

Before surrendering to the Japanese army, he didn't dare to wear this dress and rank easily, but after the surrender, it didn't matter, anyway, his battalion had been stationed in the mountains, and no one could see it at all.

After coming to Rehe, Deng Jiamin never dared to take out his clothes to wear, this is the first time.

When Zhou He returned to Caifu with Deng Jiamin, Liu Cheng was arranging for someone to load those gold-plated brass trucks.

Seeing Zhou He, Liu Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou He saw the bandages on Liu Cheng's body at a glance, and immediately stepped forward and asked:

"Battalion commander, why are you injured?"

Liu Chengyi grinned:

"Listening to what you mean, it seems that I specially arranged the injury, right?"

Zhou He shook his head with a bitter face:

"No, no, I ......"

Liu Cheng smiled and waved his hand:

"Kidding you, why haven't you seen you for a few days, and you're still restrained?"

Zhou He was not Hao Dabao's unstingy temperament, and when he saw Liu Cheng injured, he was very nervous, so he asked that somewhat unqualified sentence.

He hurriedly asked someone to bring the clothes that were taken off Deng Jiamin's body, and said to Liu Cheng with a serious face:

"Battalion commander, I think this dress is very good, you must be in good spirits when you wear it!"

Liu Cheng glanced at Deng Jiamin, who only had a pair of pants left on his body, pointed to his obviously bulging belly and said:

"Look at his belly, doesn't Lao Tzu become a singer when he wears his clothes? You better keep it for Hao Dabao, that kid might be able to give you a few more horses. ”

Zhou He smiled and nodded:

"Okay, then I'll keep it for him, what are we going to do next?"

Liu Cheng turned around and pointed to the people who were loading:

"Hurry up and let your people load the car together, and as soon as Zhao Dayong arrives, we will leave Ningcheng immediately!"

Chengde.

Zhang Haipeng stood by the window, his face gloomy.

Half an hour ago, he received a call from his subordinates from Jianping, saying that the camp of the third battalion was empty, and Deng Jiamin and all the soldiers of the third battalion were missing.

Immediately afterwards, Chaoyang's Huang Ergou called again, crying and saying that Zeng Xiaosi and half of the soldiers in the battalion were all dead, and he didn't know who did it.

On his desk, there was a telegram he had received the day before, saying that Cai Zhong's corn field in Ningcheng had been destroyed, and several groups of people had attacked Cai's mansion at the same time, and the shooting was as fierce as firecrackers.

Zhang Haipeng was well aware of the importance of Ningcheng's position in the field, and the reason why he did not station troops anywhere was because he considered that Okamoto's brigade was stationed in Chifeng, and he was worried that stationing troops in Ningcheng would cause Okamoto Kusaburo to be dissatisfied.

When he received the news of the accident in Ningcheng, Zhang Haipeng felt that the situation was a little bad, but because he received the news that several groups of people had attacked Cai's mansion one after another, he did not react immediately.

He also knew a little bit about Cai Zhong's situation, but now that he had just become a high-ranking official in Rehe, he didn't want to make any noise and make the Japanese dissatisfied with him.

Although Zhang Haipeng is also a bandit, after all, he has been mixed in the Northeast Army for so many years, and he still knows the ways of officialdom very clearly.

The Japanese can use him now, so they will give him so many benefits, making him a high-ranking official and garrison commander in Rehe, and giving him the rank of major general.

This is the only part of the scorpion baba among all the puppet troops who surrendered after 918, and Zhang Haipeng doesn't want to lose everything he has.

But now that Deng Jiamin has run away with the third battalion, if the Japanese know about this, he will definitely be punished for dereliction of duty.

Whether this high-ranking official and commander can be kept at that time, Zhang Haipeng has no bottom in his heart.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly shouted out the door:

"Jia Ba! Get in! ”

As his words fell, a head poked in through the crack in the door that had been pushed open, with a flattering smile on his face:

"Commander, are you looking for me?"

Zhang Haipeng glared at him:

"Nonsense! In the house, Lao Tzu himself, can your father who has been dead for more than 20 years call you? ”

At this time, Jia Ba had already walked up to him and said with a smile on his face:

"Commander, what's wrong with you? Who you off? I'm going to kill him! ”

Zhang Haipeng picked out the corner of his eyes: