Chapter Twenty-Seven: The American Camp
Zhang Zuolin's words revealed an undisguised arrogance, as if the direct army was like a three-year-old child in front of him, and the faces of the generals of the direct army were a little unbearable at that time, but Cao Laoshuai and Wu Dashuai did not speak, and they were not easy to speak.
This time, the direct line and the Feng line formed a coalition army, but in fact, the battle was fought by the direct army, and the Feng army only sent two divisions of troops into the customs to play a soy sauce, and it received a large number of Anhui army's baggage, which made the direct generals quite dissatisfied, but because of the overall situation, it was not good to tear their faces so quickly.
Wu Peifu had a faint smile on his face, he knew very well in his heart, the soldiers in the guard company were all Shandong men with big shoulders and round waists, and they couldn't suffer losses when they fought with the Feng army, not to mention that they also had Chen Zikun, a tiger general.
Zhang Zuolin didn't care even more, and said, "Damn, it's so hot." ”
The next carriage is an ordinary ticket car, Cao Kun's guard and Wu Peifu's guard company are seated here, the seats are not spacious, Zhang Dashuai's guards come in, at least half of them have to stand, many people in the Feng army are born in the green forest, with a very unreasonable wildness, plus it is the personal guard of the handsome, usually even more domineering, how can you tolerate others to sit and stand by yourself.
Immediately they went crazy, pointing fingers and asking the direct army to give them a seat, the language is naturally indispensable, and the men of the direct army are naturally not fuel-efficient lamps, and they immediately scolded each other, and the carriage was filled with the smell of Northeast ballast and Shandong pancakes and green onions, all of them were bloody men, and they were anxious after scolding two sentences, and the two teams of people pulled out their guns across the aisle.
The guards were all pistols, a long seedling Mauser imported from Germany, roasted blue shiny, with a large nose, the Feng army was in a yellow military uniform, and the direct army was a blue military uniform, which was clearly distinguished, and the saber rattling.
Chen Zikun came in first, and he was angry when he saw this scene, the big handsomes were next door, and these people were too disproportionate, so he immediately shouted: "Damn, put away the guns for Lao Tzu!" ”
He was wearing the blue military uniform of the direct army, riding boots and saber officers, tall and burly, majestic, but with a Kanto accent, the scolding words were the same as the handsome, and the soldiers were a little confused for a while, where is this goods?
Wu Peifu's guards knew Chen Zikun and put down their guns first, although Cao Kun's guards didn't know him, but when they saw that he was wearing their own military uniforms and was an officer, they also lowered their guns.
But those Fengjun didn't buy it at all, and coaxed: "How old are you?" Believe it or not, I killed you with one shot. ”
Chen Zikun faced the surging siege of the soldiers of the Feng army, and said without changing his face: "My name is Chen Zikun, why don't you accept it?" Who doesn't accept it and comes out to practice alone! ”
"Good!" The soldiers of the direct army shouted loudly, and these words lifted their spirits and gave the direct army men a long face.
The soldiers of the Feng army were stunned, and then laughed, don't look at Chen Zikun is quite tall, but in front of this group of guards carefully selected by Zhang Zuolin, the advantage is not very obvious, which of these big men is not eight feet tall, in comparison, Chen Zikun still looks a little thin, and his face is too white and handsome.
"Damn, I'm practicing with you." With the sound of the urn and the shouting of the urn, a soldier of the Feng army stood up from his seat and stood in front of Chen Zikun like a black iron tower.
Chen Zikun looked up, good guy, a whole head taller than himself, his head is as big as a dustpan, and his fist is as big as a bowl, this kind of person not only has brute strength, but also has a very strong ability to resist hits.
Chen Zikun struck first, and a black tiger hit him in the stomach, and the black tower did not move, but instead laughed fiercely, and stretched out a big slap to grab Chen Zikun.
"Walk you!" Chen Zikun, who is a peerless martial artist, will be defeated in the hands of a reckless man, he grabbed the hand of the Black Iron Tower and pulled it back, and then climbed on his shoulder, just heard the sound of "snap", the shoulder joint of the Black Iron Tower was unloaded, and then he kicked on the calf bone, the tall body suddenly became shorter, and the person knelt down.
"Good!" The soldiers of the direct army applauded one after another, and the soldiers couldn't hold back their faces, and they were about to step forward to beat them, but Zhang Xueliang, who had been standing at the door and watching the changes, spoke: "Stop." ”
The voice was not loud, but the effect was wonderful, and the soldiers immediately straightened their waists: "Brigade commander!" ”
Zhang Xueliang's military position is the brigade commander of the Guards Brigade, and these soldiers are his subordinates, so a riot can naturally be successfully quelled, but I am afraid that as soon as the commander leaves, both sides will have to do it again.
"You just said that your name is Chen Zikun?" Zhang Xueliang asked.
"Yes, if you don't change your name, you can't change your surname, I'm Chen Zikun."
Zhang Xueliang's eyes lit up: "But Chen Zikun, who smashed Qu Tongfeng's headquarters, rode alone in Changxindian, killed seven in and seven out, and forced down 100,000 Anhui troops?" ”
Damn, this story is getting more and more outrageous, but Chen Zikun still replied calmly: "It's down." ”
Zhang Xueliang was excited: "Brothers, this is Chen Zikun, a fierce general comparable to Zhao Zilong in Changshan. ”
The soldiers of the Fengjun army also heard from the conversation between the two, this master is by no means an idle person, the Northeast man has a straightforward temperament, and has always admired heroes and heroes, since this little white face is a heroic hero at the level of Zhao Zilong, there is no shame in being soft.
The atmosphere immediately became much more harmonious, and Chen Zikun put the dislocated joint of the black iron tower on it, and stretched out his hand to Zhang Xueliang: "Fortunately, Brigade Commander Zhang." ”
Zhang Xueliang shook hands with him warmly: "I heard that your accent is from the Northeast." ”
Chan said: "I have lived outside the customs for a while. ”
"Great, fellow, let's go, I'll give you a soda." Zhang Xueliang was very excited and held Chen Zikun's hand.
"Brigade Commander Zhang, the matter here hasn't been resolved yet." Chan pointed to the two groups of soldiers in the carriage.
"Well, you have an idea." Zhang Xueliang said.
Chen Zikun took the lead and said: "The left side of the direct army, the right side of the Feng army, the seats are not enough to adjust themselves, that's all." ”
Unbiased treatment, both sides were convinced, the contradiction disappeared, Zhang Xueliang and Chen Zikun returned to the next compartment, Zhang Zuolin saw that his son and a small lieutenant of the direct army were fighting hotly, so he asked: "Who is this little brother?" ”
Zhang Xueliang said: "He is the Chen Zikun mentioned in the war report." ”
Zhang Zuolin suddenly smiled and said: "Mom, it's Qu Tongfeng who was captured alive by your kid, well done, how can you be a second lieutenant, drive Ming'er to me, and give you a major general and brigade commander, Ziyu, are you reluctant to let go?" ”
Wu Peifu sneered: "Yu Shuai is so generous, Zikun, are you willing to be a brigade commander?" ”
Chen Zikun is neither humble nor arrogant: "Thank you Zhang Dashuai for his love, Yu Shuai treats me with my father and son, and the third division is my home, so I forgive you for your fate." ”
Wu Peifu, who was slapped with a sycophant, felt happy in his heart, and his elongated face went back.
Zhang Zuolin laughed heartily: "Good boy, there is a set." He said to Wu Peifu again: "Ziyu be careful, look at your anger." ”
Cao Kun played a round and said: "Drink soda, drink soda, this autumn tiger is really hot." ”
This train is bound for Tianjin, the 15th Army Regiment stationed in the American Concession in Tianjin has an anniversary celebration, as usual is to invite the Chinese authorities and military attaches of various countries in China to participate, originally this event has been scheduled a long time ago, the invitation was also sent to Xu Shuzheng, but no one expected the fall of the Anhui system so quickly, so they had to temporarily invite the leaders of the two departments to participate. It just so happened that some time ago, the US military visited the camp of the Feng army and the direct army, and the two sides exchanged courtesies.
Tianjin was originally the nest of the direct line, Cao Kun's fourth brother Cao Rui as the governor of Zhili Province, the line was located in Tianjin, and a lot of Western-style mansions were built in the concession, the third brother drove to Tianjin, Cao Rui sent a convoy to greet him, and the generals of the two armies were picked up from the railway station to the city.
The narrow roads were littered with the manure of livestock, rickshaws, street vendors, and shavers were noisy and congested, and the patrolmen brandished batons to carve a way for the big men to drive into the concession area.
As soon as you enter the concession, you will suddenly open up, the road is wide and straight, the river is lined with green trees, the spires of churches, the white fences of the park, and the elderly and children strolling in the shade of the trees, all of which make people feel that time and space are out of order.
Tianjin has the concessions of Britain, the United States, Japan, Russia, Germany, Italy, Austria, France, and Belgium, among which the British, American, Japanese, French, and Italian armies are stationed, and the 15th Regiment of the United States Army is stationed here.
The car in which the marshals were riding drove straight into the barracks, but the truck in which the guards were riding was stopped outside, and the US military sentries did not let them go. ”
Chen Zikun couldn't help but look at Zhang Zuolin with admiration, he can bend and stretch, and he is really a hero.
The commander of the 15th Regiment, William. Colonel Wild and Captain Stilwell were already waiting at the door, and behind them were the military band and honor guard of the American army.
The sound of military music sounded, and Chen Zikun was deeply shocked.
He had never seen such a majestic army.
Whether it is the direct Feng line, or the grass kings in the southwest, but all the squadrons, the soldiers' dresses are almost the same, the uniform size of two-and-a-half-foot military uniforms, fat military pants, leggings cloth shoes, canvas bullet belts, plus a military hat, is all the lines of ordinary soldiers, this military uniform is not washed all the year round, dirty and shabby, not much better than a beggar.
As the saying goes, good iron does not nail, good men do not serve as soldiers, this is the truth, only the most unmixed people who have no way out go to eat food and become soldiers, people with a slight social status look down on soldiers, and those who are soldiers themselves also look down on themselves, only when they become officers, put on riding boots and hang foreign swords, can they have some sense of self-esteem.
The image of the U.S. ** team has made Chen Zikun's view of soldiers have fundamentally changed.
The soldiers of the honor guard, the iron-fitting khaki military uniform, the shiny brown calfskin leggings, the high-waisted leather shoes, the large-brimmed hat, the cowhide armed belt, the polished walnut wood butt, the chrome-plated bolt and barrel, the bright bayonet, the combat effectiveness is not to mention for the time being, and the whole Chinese army cannot catch up with the whole Chinese army.
The sound of military music sounded, Colonel Wild invited everyone to review the honor guard, Chen Zikun stood up at the right time to translate, and his fluent English made Zhang Xueliang can't help but look at him a few more times.