"Junzuo, now Jiang Li's mixed fourth brigade will go north from the Pinghan line, and when he returns to Gansu, he will inevitably pass through Luoyang and western Henan.

Ma Hongbin rushed to Ma Honglu's residence angrily. Although he lost Ningxia, under the activities of Ma Fuxiang and Ma Hongkui, Ma Hongbin collected the remnants, and when he arrived in Henan, he relied on Ma Hongkui's relationship, and finally retained the establishment of a division, and pulled back five or six thousand people. Ma Hongbin remembers the humiliation of being kicked out of Ningxia a few months ago.

Ma Hongkui frowned, Ma Hongbin and he have known him since childhood, his father Ma Fuxiang took good care of Ma Hongbin, and now he is the commander of the first army, Ma Hongbin does not have much respect for him.

"This matter is not so simple, Jiang Wenhao mixed into the Fourth Brigade and now can only pull out 14500 people, and there are a large number of wounded. The rest are recruited some recruits, but the mixed four brigades made a big name in the Songhu Anti-Japanese War, if we make a move against the mixed four brigades, wouldn't it become the target of the public, once the world knows about it, even Nanjing will inevitably make enough gestures. ”

Ma Hongkui shook his head and vetoed, he naturally hated Jiang Li's 15th Route Army Ma Hongkui, Ningxia was the place where his father could afford to start, even if he left Ningxia because of the Central Plains War, his father still left Ma Hongbin in his lair. But now the nest was robbed by Jiang Li. But the 15th Route Army is now strong and strong, what can he do. As for a mixed fourth brigade, even if it is defeated, I am afraid it will not hurt the vitality of the 15th Route Army. Instead, you have to get yourself into big trouble. Of course, Ma Hongkui refused to do such a thing.

Ma Hongbin persuaded a few more words, but seeing that Ma Hongkui was still unmoved, he left angrily.

"This Ma Hongbin is really restless, but fortunately, Ma Hongkui still knows a little bit of proportion." What Ma Hongbin didn't know was that his every move fell into Liu Zhi's sight.

"Chairman, do you want to take the opportunity to knock on a few of the Ma family?" A staff member surnamed Zhang suggested.

"No need, Ma Hongbin has lost his momentum now, Ma Hongkui is still familiar for the time being, and now is a critical period for suppressing bandits. It is not advisable to make extraneous branches. Liu Zhi shook his head and said. As Chairman Chiang's absolute descendant, he never regarded Ma Jiajun as a regular Central Army. Even during the period of the bandit war, they still guarded against the other side.

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"China is really big, the area of the northeast alone is already several times the size of the empire, and it is thousands of kilometers from Jinzhou all the way south, which is only a very small section of China. It is ironic that such a vast land and such a lowly race would have such a population in the Empire. resources, have long left the British and American ghost animals far behind. Become the world hegemon! A middle-aged Japanese man in a black kimono with a clog hanging from his waist snorted softly from under his nose and watched the crowd coming and going downstairs with disdain.

"That's right, I've been in China for so many years, drawing maps everywhere, and personally measuring the land of the people of China with my feet to know how vast China is, although the land of Red Russia is more vast, but most of the places are uninhabited, and I am afraid that only the United States can compare with such vast land and rich resources in the world. If it is granted, it will be enough for the empire to ascend to the throne of world hegemon! Little Kikuchi Kuro said with a fanatical expression.

"Has Zhengzhou's city defense map been drawn?" The middle-aged samurai asked.

"Fortunately, I didn't lose my life!" Little Kikuchi Kuro nodded.

"Yo Xi, the imperial army has occupied Jinzhou, which is equivalent to opening the door to the south, there is no danger to defend in North China, and the cowardly Chinese army is simply unable to resist the empire's surging southward army, and the success of the Chinese in Shanghai will not be replicated, and the imperial saber will inevitably be cut down in North China first, straight into the hinterland of the Chinese people."

The middle-aged warrior looked at the whole of Zhengzhou downstairs with a fanatical and greedy face, the people coming and going on the streets, and the land outside the city of Zhengzhou. The middle-aged warrior got up and opened his arms, embraced the boundless blue sky outside the building, and muttered to himself, soon, this rich land under the sky, dense crowds, and rich resources will all belong to the empire, and will become the foundation for the empire to achieve immortal hegemony.

But will things really be the way these Japanese people remember? No, never! Although this kingdom is poor, backward and decaying at this time. Under the pressure of the Japanese army, a momentum of forging ahead and being stubborn is rising to the sky in this long-dormant land. A newspaper was blown into the floor by the wind, and the middle-aged samurai vaguely saw the words on it, and felt uncomfortable. It's an old newspaper, the same headline that Shanna posted, a new life in the ruins. The middle-aged samurai was angry and was about to step forward and tear the newspaper to shreds. Downstairs, there was a sound of footsteps at the entrance of the street.

"The 15th Route Army is a soldier of the 15th Route Army!" The streets were crowded with people. Many students and citizens craned their necks to look at the rumored iron-blooded warrior who had terrified the Japanese army.

The roar of an engine rang out....... The next scene that shocked countless people clearly reflected the middle-aged samurai, Xiao Kikuchi Kuro was shocked when he heard the sound, and came to the railing with the middle-aged samurai, looking at the scene far and near the street, the soldiers of the brigade came in unison, and the steel monsters gathered in the middle rushed from the direction of the train station one after another.

"This, this, this is the latest Vickers tank!" The middle-aged samurai was stunned. THE COLD 37MM GUNS AND MODIFIED SEVENTY-NINE MACHINE GUNS ON THE TANK ARE LIKE FIERCE BEASTS THAT CHOOSE PEOPLE TO DEVOUR.

One, two, three, the tank fleet took over the entire street as if there was no end. Rao is a middle-aged samurai, and fanatics like Kokikuchi Kuro can't help but feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts when they see this imposing tank convoy. The middle-aged samurai couldn't help but wonder how much damage this army would bring to the empire if it appeared in the war. Even the empire, after experiencing the Battle of Mukden and the Battle of Songhu, could not come up with a tank force of such a scale for a while.

"Listening to the voices of these people, it seems that this is a newly purchased weapon from the 15th Route Army." Little Kikuchi Kuro also had a gloomy face that he could drip water.

"That's just it, the weak industrial base of the people of China is simply not able to build a tank force of this size by themselves, they can only rely on buying from the outside world, and the strength in front of them is only temporary, but the empire will soon be able to produce enough tanks to destroy one and produce two. The meagre steel production of the people of China did not play much role under the crushing of the Empire. The middle-aged samurai said this, but he couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart. (To be continued.) )