The temporary headquarters of the war zone is not in Tongzhou City, but in a manor by the Chaobai River outside Tongzhou City, which is the villa of the president of the Tongzhou Chamber of Commerce

Coming out from the side door of the villa, along a charcoal path can not go far to the Chaobai River, the water transport in Tongzhou is very rich, it is the end point of the Cao Yun in the past dynasties, every year there are a large number of Cao boats from the south to transport a large number of grain, the government has to hold the Cao Festival every year, the Cao Yun Governor and the Grain Department are responsible for the main sacrifice, and then unload the grain transported from the south in the drum music. //、ＱВ⑤、CoМ\\

However, because Tianjin is still in the hands of the Japanese army, the Grand Canal has not yet been opened, and the Chaobai River is still relatively empty, and there are only a few fishing boats floating on the river, but the bubbling river water represents the vitality of the Chaobai River.

In the Battle of North China, the battle in Tongzhou was not fierce, but the damage was not small, the retreating Japanese army set fire to many villages along the way, after the battle, the National Salvation Association and the people in the war zone immediately stationed to carry out disaster relief activities, and the nearby garrisons were also engaged in disaster relief in their free time.

The fields on both sides of the bank have been planted with rice, and the green rice is already knee-high, Zhuang Jihua and they are slowly spreading along the shore, and the spring sun shines warmly on their bodies.

Zhuang Jihua looked at the green rice field, facing a pair of father and son, the son carried the plow on his shoulder, and the father walked behind with a hoe, seeing Zhuang Jihua and them, the father and son stopped, Zhuang Jihua hurriedly let the side, the son hesitated and did not dare to come, Zhuang Jihua walked over with a smile.

"Rest, old man." Zhuang Jihua greeted, his move made He Zhuguo a little at a loss, with his thoughts, Zhuang Jihua and he wanted to talk about a very important matter related to nearly 100,000 troops, but Zhuang Jihua greeted two peasants, what does this mean?

The son put down the plow, stood in front of Zhuang Jihua, and the old farmer also put down the hoe, and looked at Zhuang Jihua with some doubts, not knowing what he was going to do.

Zhuang Jihua took out the cigarette and handed it to the old farmer and his son, but the old farmer shook his head, took out a cigarette stick from his waist, filled the cigarette pouch with a snuff, but the son took the cigarette Zhuang Jihua and gave it to He Zhuguo and Li Zhilong, and then sat on the ground.

"Old man, how did you sow seeds, it's a little late." Zhuang Jihua said with a smile.

"Yes, who said it wasn't" The old farmer smoked a cigarette and replied sullenly: "This land was originally rented by the shopkeeper and fled to the south, and he thought that after the battle, he should come back, but who would have thought that the left waited and did not come back, and the right waited and did not come back, and said to plant for us, I thought, this day is still too late to plant wheat, so I should come down, and the shopkeeper promised that the rent will be harvested in two percent, and it will be more than a little bit at the end of the year." ”

Zhuang Jihua smiled when he heard this: "Harvest two percent? This shopkeeper of yours is generous enough. "Can you not be generous?" The young man seemed to be a little dissatisfied: "The National Salvation Association and the Party Department have said that the land rent ban is more than 30%. ”

Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but sigh: "Sancheng, didn't your shopkeeper say anything?" ”

"The shopkeeper didn't say anything, the shopkeeper has a store in Beiping and Tianjin, and there is a ship repair yard on the other side of the canal, but he doesn't point to renting land to live." The old farmer said.

With the experience of Henan and Shandong, the entire North China Theater was already familiar with the post-war social reform, and hundreds of task forces were organized before the war, and after the war, the task forces were quickly dispatched to various parts of North China, and immediately began to carry out social reforms in various localities.

For social reform, the resistance to social grass change is smaller than that of Shandong Henan, here is a traditional industrial and commercial area, the industrial and commercial air is stronger, the attitude of the landlords to the land rent is just a guarantee or compensation, the main income comes from the shops or workshops in the city, and because of the higher level of education in this area, most people still accept the social grass, not to mention, Zhuang Jihua's iron and bloody wrist has already spread all over the world, who dares to resist, unless you want to try the knife.

"Is there a big loss in the village?" Zhuang Jihua asked again.

The old farmer looked at the Venus on Zhuang Jihua's body, thinking about his official position in his heart, but his son didn't have so much thought, and when he saw that Zhuang Jihua was not very polite, he said quickly: "But it's not big, only a few rooms have fallen, and it comes quickly." Songjiazhuang over there fought very hard, and the whole village was destroyed, if it weren't for the assistance, it would not be able to live now. ”

"Hmm" Zhuang Jihua smiled slightly, the garrison helped the refugees in the war zone to rebuild their homes, which has basically become a tradition now, and some grassroots troops took the initiative to help nearby refugees rebuild their homes during the recuperation period.

"Is life okay? Have you gotten the relief food? Zhuang Jihua asked again.

"Got it, this *** little devil, it's been seven years, and I've finally eaten real food."

The son mentioned that the food was angry, the Japanese army implemented the war to feed the war, stipulating that rice is a military substance, the si people are forbidden to buy and sell, and also forbidden to collect, all rice and white noodles must all be slightly better in the micro countryside, can be quietly hidden, the city is not favorable, can only eat mixed noodles, this mixed noodles are not real food, only a small amount of flour, plus bran, husk, soybean cake and other more than a dozen tools mixed into, "Day" I call this nutritious noodles, the old Cangsheng took a very vivid name, mixed noodles. The steamed head of this kind of noodles is black, and there is an unpleasant taste, and more importantly, after eating, it cannot be pulled out, and some people will suffocate to death.

Li Zhilong looked at Zhuang Jihua and chatted with the father and son happily, of course he knew that Zhuang Jihua was using this to understand the following situation, he had always been like this, and he did not fully believe the following statement.

"Fellow, has the village organized a reserve team?" Li Zhilong also asked.

When the old farmer heard this, he looked at Li Zhilong vigilantly, and then said: "A few days ago, an official said that he would organize a front team, and the juniors would also organize a reserve, so they had nothing to practice at home. ”

"Young man, did you join the reserves?" Zhuang Jihua looked at the young man and asked.

"Why not, I still want to join the army to fight devils, but my father won't let me." The son looked at the old farmer and said.

"Oh, why? Elderly. Zhuang Jihua was a little strange, and still asked with a smile.

"Fight devils, I understand this matter, lord, you said, I have lived for almost 60 years, don't I understand this matter, the little devils have bullied us for seven years, and if you don't drive them away, do you have a good life? Who doesn't understand this matter" The old farmer seemed to be angry, and couldn't help complaining, pointing to the two scars on the tui: "Lord, look at the bite of the devil wolf dog a few years ago, I didn't provoke anyone, the wolf dog pounced on me, and left two scars on my tui, and now I can walk neatly." The main seat, I have two sons, the eldest followed the eight roads, I didn't stop it, now I don't know if it's dead or alive, there is only this small one left in the family, he wants to go to the field who will do the work. Zhuang Jihua said to the young man with understanding: "Young man, there are regulations, the only son does not serve, you can also do a lot of things at home, support the front, according to the military dependents, help them plow the land, this is also anti-Japanese." ”

"The main seat is a learned man" The old farmer immediately became happy: "The main seat of the village working group also said so, but this kid is clamoring to go to the infantry team, I said you are leaving, who is this stall thrown at home?" A large family who feeds you also knows, I this tui bad luck, heavy work is hard. ”

Zhuang Jihua sighed in his heart that the people in the occupied area had suffered seven years of sin, and the atrocities of the Japanese army made them more aware of the impact on the Japanese army.

In fact, no matter what political advocacy they advocate, what kind of "people" doctrine, or what kind of righteousness, as long as they can fight devils, they will support it, and then put all their lives into it, never give up, and stick to it to the end.

The old peasant and the child were gone, and of course they did not know who the officers who were sitting on the ground chatting with them were, but the old peasant was still nagging as he walked, while the son remained silent.

"Seven years of resistance against Japan, no, I was wrong, it was thirteen years of resistance, and China has completely changed." Zhuang Jihua looked at the backs of the father and son, and said with some emotion: "The Northeast has fallen for thirteen years, and the fathers and villagers in the Northeast have long been looking forward to their children fighting back. ”

He Zhuguo was also very emotional, thirteen years, the officers and soldiers of the Northeast did not want to fight back, the song on the Songhua River sang for a full thirteen years, in the past in the northwest to suppress bandits, as soon as the Red Army sang this song, the Northeast Army collapsed, and the soldiers had no fighting spirit: on the battlefield of the Anti-Japanese War, the officers and soldiers of the Northeast sang this song, rushing to the bullets of the Japanese army again and again, and rushing into the artillery fire again and again, not for the sake of others, but for the white mountains and black waters, for the hometown of the stick and the fish.

"Anything else, I don't want to say anything, as long as I can let the officers and men of the Northeast Army fight together, I promise everything." He Zhuguo looked at Zhuang Jihua with tears in his eyes.

"The reorganization of the Northeast Army is the established strategy of the Central Committee and the theater, in fact, it is not to blackmail anyone" Zhuang Jihua did not promise immediately, he looked at the quietly flowing river of the Chaobai River, and said calmly: "Since the beginning of Xinhai, the country has a national government in name, but in fact it is a warlord separatism, if the country is still like this after the end of the Anti-Japanese War, there is no doubt that we are sorry for the martyrs who sacrificed, and we are sorry for the people who supported us." ”

He Zhuguo's face sank, he didn't expect Zhuang Jihua to start here, but then he sighed, Zhuang Jihua is a person from the central government, and his views on the army in these places are the same.

"I don't want to blame anyone" Zhuang Jihua changed his tone and looked at He Zhuguo and them: "Many things are formed by history, but this situation should be over, the reorganization of the army is not to eliminate the army, but to integrate a national army, and the reorganization is not to give the generals a future, so I hope you will have a correct understanding." "Commander Zhuang, please rest assured, we will definitely cooperate with the reorganization." He Zhuguo's attitude was very sincere, but the expression on his face was a little disapproving, Zhuang Jihua was under the banner of eliminating the warlords, but he was just growing his own power.

Zhuang Jihua didn't say anything anymore: "The Northeast Army and the Northeast Advance Army have a total military strength of 87,000 people, and according to the establishment, one army A and one army can be reorganized. ”

He Zhuguo couldn't understand that according to the agreement they had reached with Lanjiang, the army was handed over to Zhuang Jihua for reorganization, but Zhuang Jihua's reorganization plan was not all his tomorrow's army, but it also included the expeditionary force, which made them a little confused.

"I've seen it, but, Commander," He Zhuguo asked, "How long will it take to complete such a huge reorganization plan?" In addition, can the equipment be solved in time? ”

This reorganization is the same as Zhuang Jihua's previous reorganization, not only the mixed army, but also all the reorganized troops will have to be redressed and reequipped according to the equipment of the southwest army.

After seven years of resistance against Japan, the roots of the Northeast Army are still there, almost every squad has machine guns, but there are fewer artillery, and there are only a few 60 mortars above the regiment, and there is no heavy artillery.

"The reorganization will be completed within three months," Zhuang Jihua said: "I believe that the Northeast Army's combat skills are still there, and the main purpose of this reorganization is to reorganize the organization of the participating troops, and the weapons and equipment may have to wait, and the attack on the Northeast will be launched after the summer grain harvest." The Second Cavalry Army and the Northeast Advance Army were mixed, and there was no cavalry army in the North China Theater, and the reorganized cavalry would not be used in the front, but would be transferred to the north of Rehe and assigned to the 49th Group Army."

"General He, the number of the 15th Group Army will be abolished, and you will be appointed commander of the theater division and deputy commander of the Northeast Theater. He Zhuguo didn't care about the number of the 15th Group Army, the 15th Group Army was actually a Second Cavalry Army, with weak military strength and poor equipment.

Zhuang Jihua looked at Zhou Yuying, Zhou Fucheng and Ma Zhanshan again and said: "The positions of the three of you may have to be changed, General Ma Zhanshan, I hope you can serve in the theater, or take the deputy commander of the 49th Group Army, the 49th Group Army is the elite of our army, General Guo Xunqi is from the Sichuan Army, you are one in the southwest and the other in the northeast, and you just draw a diagonal." Ma Zhanshan couldn't help laughing when he heard this, the Northeast Advance Army was actually a big motley, the pseudo-gate G army, the volunteer army, the co-opted bandits, everything, even if it was put in the local army, it could only be classified as a miscellaneous card.

"I don't have a problem with that, as long as the brothers have a place to go." Ma Zhanshan was not dissatisfied.

Among these people, Zhou Fucheng has the best feeling for Zhuang Jihua, Zhou Fucheng's 53rd Army incorporated Feng Zhanhai's department, Feng Zhanhai was incorporated into the Northeast Army after the Rehe armistice agreement, and he also took the opportunity to incorporate the Northeast and Rehe Volunteer Army in Chahar into the army, and put together an army, but later the Beiping Army Branch was organized and the army was reduced to 91 divisions.

After the start of the Anti-Japanese War, the 91st Army was divided into small and assigned to the 53rd Army, and suffered great losses in the Pingjin Operation, and the army was reduced again, from Division A to Division B. Joined the Second Battle of Jinpu Road and the Battle of Wuhan. The 91st Division was not incorporated into the 85th Army as in the previous life, but remained in the 53rd Army, and Feng Zhanhai is currently the deputy commander of the 53rd Army.

Feng Zhanhai had dealings with Zhuang Jihua in the Rehe Anti-Japanese War, and greatly admired Zhuang Jihua, and when he heard that he was going to be transferred to the North China Theater, he often said good things about Zhuang Jihua in Zhou Fucheng's ear, so Zhou Fucheng had a good impression of Zhuang Jihua. @

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