Speculators of the Republic of China 3, the third part of the text of the Republic of China Speculators, the eleventh chapter of the Bloody War of Resistance, the second section of Chaotianque, the hesitant Tokyo

Zhuang Jihua's last order was that the commander of the theater of operations was preparing to move to Shanhaiguan, and Gong Chu, deputy chief of staff, led a part of the staff officers and guards to Shanhaiguan first.

The summer sun locks the villagers in their homes, and two old dogs stick out their tongues in the shade of the trees. Lying listlessly on the ground, the cicadas hid in the green leaves, making a dull call.

Occasionally, patrolling soldiers of the Guards Regiment and jeeps passed by on the road, the arrival of the army. Some things were added to the village, such as the watermelon stall at the entrance of the village, dozens of green watermelons were piled up on the stall, and on the wooden board in front of the stall owner, there were more than a dozen pieces of watermelons that had been cut, and the red flesh was soaked in the juice, which was extremely attractive.

When passing by the watermelon stall, Zhuang Jihua sold a watermelon. The stall owner was asked to cut it, but the stall owner did not cut it. Instead, he turned around and picked up a large one from the bucket next to him and put it on the board.

"Sir, I've been soaking this for more than half an hour. The water is well water, and a bite will keep you from any heat. ”

Zhuang Jihua nodded happily, the boss picked up the watermelon knife and cut the watermelon neatly, the boss really didn't boast, the watermelon just cracked, the juice flowed out, and soon dripped on the board.

"Sir, try it, my Qi Laosan's melons are far and near civilized, not bragging, my grandfather will, the palace designated my family's melons."

Looking at the boss's complacent appearance, Zhuang Jihua smiled and said, "This emperor is gone, won't it affect your family's business?" ”

"That's not much," said the boss, "The emperor doesn't give much money, and besides, you have to honor the eunuchs in the palace, otherwise, the slightest accident will cause disaster to the whole family." ”

Zhuang Jihua nodded calmly, picked up a piece of watermelon and began to bite it, Wu Ziniu, Feng Yi and the accompanying guards each took a piece of melon and ate it. Zhuang Jihua took a few bites, the heat on his body eased slightly, and his mood suddenly became much more comfortable, and he praised with satisfaction: "Boss, your melon is really good, boss, how many melons do you have?" I want 10,000. ”

Although he knew that the person in front of him was a chief, he didn't expect his courage to be like this, he would ask for 10,000 when he opened his mouth, and for a while, the boss was there. Zhuang Jihua saw that he didn't answer and asked, "Why, not so much?" ”

"My family definitely doesn't have so many," the boss was very frank: "There are a lot of melons growing in this area, sir, you delay me for a few days, I'll tell everyone, there must be so many." ”

"That's good, that's good" Zhuang Jihua said with a smile: "Wu Ziniu, I'll let the quartermaster of the guard brigade come later, talk to the boss, and ensure that every two soldiers have a watermelon with high-quality text." ”

"Yes." Wu Ziniu's answer was very simple, he did not call Zhuang Jihua an official title, which was stipulated in the confidentiality manual formulated by Wang Xiaoshan.

Feng Wei ate slowly, and he also ate Sven, Zhuang Jihua and they were all finished, he only ate half of it, spit out a few melon seeds, wiped the juice from his mouth before saying: "This northern melon is much sweeter than the southern one, and there is too much rain in the south." ”

"Isn't it?" Zhuang Jihua replied with a smile: "However, as far as summer is concerned, it is still better here than Chongqing, Guangdong, this Chongqing is like a steamer, stuffy in it, even if you want to breathe, it is difficult." ”

The two chatted for a few words, Zhuang Jihua turned his head and asked the stall boss again, if there are any soldiers who don't give money to buy melons, the boss now of course understands that Zhuang Jihua must be a very powerful officer, he is still immersed in the sudden big business, thinking about going there to find enough supplies, he didn't hear Zhuang Jihua's question, Zhuang Jihua asked again, he reacted, and then happily told Zhuang Jihua that these soldiers are very well-behaved, and there is no such thing as buying melons and not giving money.

"..., I have lived for decades, and I have seen Zhang Dashuai's soldiers, Wu Dashuai's soldiers, Shanxi's soldiers, and those god-killing devils and puppet soldiers, or we are the most benevolent and righteous, fighting devils is not ambiguous, and helping the people do things is also ...... hot."

The boss chattered, Zhuang Jihua listened very comfortably, Feng Yi smiled secretly in his heart, all the guards stationed in this area are the guard troops of the theater command, everyone knows that Zhuang Jihua is extremely strict in governing the army, who dares to do things that harm the people under his nose.

In particular, the military department of the theater investigated and dealt with more than a dozen such incidents before the war, and shot six soldiers with serious circumstances.

Leaving the watermelon stall and leaving the village, the pace slowly accelerated, and when they arrived in the grove, the footsteps of the two slowed down, Feng Yi took off his coat, hung it on a branch, wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, Zhuang Jihua also took off his military jacket and hung it aside, and several guards quickly dispersed and monitored the surroundings.

"Has Huang Mingcheng come back?" Zhuang Jihua asked.

"No," Feng Yi was not at ease at all now, he was wiping his sweat with a handkerchief in his left hand, and the paper fan in his right hand was constantly shaking: "In the way of Yan'an, they will not abide by the agreement, the Eighth Route Army has just entered Shanxi, and they have seized Luliang Mountain, Wutai Mountain, and Heng Mountain, I have read some of their documents, and I have to admire the vision of MZD, if it is not for the seizure of these three points, they are likely to be sealed in one place." ”

Feng Yi is now more and more involved in Zhuang Jihua's core affairs, Zhuang Jihua has also handed over the matter of dealing with GCD to him, and Gong Xiuhua is now turning his attention to the interior, assisting Li Zhilong to transfer cadres from all over the country to form a large number of task forces, after the recovery of the Northeast, each county will have to send a task force, so it is extremely heavy to set up hundreds of task forces.

Lan Jiang, another senior staff member of the Theater Command, assisted Lan Yundong in rectifying eastern Hebei, and after Lan Yundong became the commander of the security of eastern Hebei, he implemented reserve forces in the whole region, and things were equally complicated.

Zhuang Jihua still feels that there is a shortage of manpower, especially those who can take charge of themselves, there are a few people in his hands, but he does not dare to let go of them.

"In this way, they will also get a place in South Manchuria." Zhuang Jihua's brows furrowed, and a dark cloud appeared on his face.

"I guess so," Feng Yi put down the paper fan, twisted the handkerchief, and then spread it out to hang on the roots of the tree next to him: "You forget, during the Battle of North China, they sent at least two troops into the northeast. It should be one of them that appears in Jixi, but what about the other one? ”

Zhuang Jihua was silent, and in his heart, he admitted that Feng Yi was right, and he had long ago concluded that Yan'an's strategy after the battle was based on war. From this point of view, if they also have this strategy in the northeast, it is not enough to have North Manchuria, otherwise once the war breaks out, the Kuomintang army will press North Manchuria with all its might, and their only 100,000 troops in the northeast will not be able to stop it, and they must occupy another area in South Manchuria to contain the Kuomintang army.

But in Zhuang Jihua's view, this move is a sabotage of their agreement, and South Manchuria, whether it is Benxi Anshan or Tonghua Linjiang, will be the main transportation route to North Korea in the future.

North Korea's future is closely related to the security of Northeast China, and China must be able to influence North Korea.

"Brother Impermanence, the next time you meet Huang Mingcheng, you must be resolute and tell them that they must abide by the agreement, otherwise, this will seriously affect our cooperation in the future, and at the same time inform Mr. Deng of this issue and let him negotiate with Zhou En in Chongqing."

Feng Wei nodded: "Okay, the problem in Yan'an is not big, the Cultural Revolution, Xiong Shihui's problem is important, Heilongjiang Jinzhou is restored, the conflict between us and Xiong Shihui will intensify, I heard that he has issued a lot of letters of appointment, and many county magistrates have been appointed." ”

Zhuang Jihua was a little surprised, he didn't know about this situation, Wang Xiaoshan had already started to infiltrate Xiong Shihui's line, but he hadn't been able to completely penetrate it, Xiong Shihui was also very vigilant, and the core department only used the people he brought from Chongqing and Wuhan.

"Cultural Revolution, I've thought about it for a long time, Xiong Shihui has always been a trouble for us, I think we should bring him down." Feng Yi looked at Zhuang Jihua and proposed very seriously.

Speculators of the Republic of China 3, the third part of the text of the Republic of China Speculators, Chapter 11 of the War of Resistance, the second section of Chaotianque, the hesitating Tokyo update!

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