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"Guangzhou is very good, a qiēshun lì."

Song Meiling's tone on the telegram was cheerful, and when she received the telegram from Guangzhou, Song Ziwen was secretly relieved.

Wang Yaqiao came to the door, and there was also a young and tall young man Sun Liren who appeared in front of Song Ziwen, with a tall posture, calm and firm, and a faint battlefield atmosphere, which was a little different from Wang Yaqiao's Jianghu flavor.

"Mr. Sun is a soldier?" Song Ziwen asked.

"Yes. Just returned from the United States. I heard about Mr. Song's deeds from Mr. Situ, and I came to ask you for help this time. Sun Liren said directly.

"Situ Nan, that bastard? What, is he in Guangzhou? ”

Song Ziwen was a little angry, looking at Sun Liren but appreciating it, it seems that Sun Liren has a lot of relationship with Situ Nan, and it is not simple.

"Well, I don't know." Sun Liren was a little embarrassed, not understanding why Song Ziwen seemed to have some resentment towards Situ Nan.

"Alright! How can I help you? Song Ziwen changed his words, and his eyes fell on Wang Yaqiao's face on the side.

"Meet the supply of 10,000 people for three months, and at the same time replenish a number of arms." Wang Yaqiao took out a list and said unceremoniously.

"No problem." Song Ziwen glanced at it and put it in his pocket.

Wang Yaqiao is a member of the Ministry of Intelligence, originally subordinate to the South China Intelligence Department, and the head of Absinthe integrated domestic intelligence forces in Guangzhou, and also incorporated peripheral organizations such as the Axe Gang in Shanghai and the Anhui Labor Federation, and Wang Yaqiao also made a name in the Military Intelligence Bureau in Guangzhou, becoming the second person after Absinthe, and secretly controlled a militia group of more than 1,000 people in Anhui.

"Lao Wang, how big are you going to play this time?"

Song Ziwen asked with a smile, looked at Wang Yaqiao with interest, and said in his heart: The little man with glasses in front of him is ruthless!

The current war between Jiangsu and Zhejiang has mixed up Anhui, Jiangxi, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Fujian provinces. The army of the direct line went to the front. The rear with empty troops gives Wang Yaqiao a lot of opportunities, right? Well, this chess piece planted by the Guangzhou government is about to take effect.

Wang Yaqiao thought for a while, and said with a smile: "It's hard to say." Recently, however, we have been busy containing the rout, and the militia group has been unable to be formed, so we have to send some people to the mountains to be bandits. You just have to transport your stuff to Ma On Shan! Our people have taken control of the docks. ”

Damn it. This dwarf is vicious! On the saddle is on the Yangtze River, only a short one-day trip from Nanjing, once this group of people is in trouble, down the river, there is a calculation or not, maybe it really pierces the sky!

"You have to seize the opportunity, otherwise Qi Xieyuan will definitely send troops to encircle and suppress him when he comes back to his senses."

Song Ziwen kindly reminded.

"Hmm." Wang Yaqiao nodded, his face grim. But he won't give up lightly.

Now his troops are not only fully equipped, but also replenished a group of officers with combat experience from Nanhua, which is not the Xinhai period. The indiscriminate people's army he organized in Anhui. Even against the Beiyang regular army, it has the power to fight.

After Wang Yaqiao's explanation. Song Ziwen breathed a sigh of relief, and Wang Yaqiao's army also had confidence, in order to ensure the future status in the organization, he also moved a little bit of a heart to woo, patted his chest and promised that the goods would be transported to Ma'anshan, anyway, those goods were piled up in the Shanghai warehouse and occupied the space in vain.

Song Ziwen was very interested in Sun Liren, and when he learned that Sun Liren was now the deputy chief of staff of the militia group, his attitude was even more enthusiastic.

Sun Liren, a college student who came back from the United States, was planning the Anhui militia uprising, and he was able to participate in such a heavy thing, with a fire in his heart and a burning ambition in his eyes.

Song Ziwen doesn't seem to have much arrogance, and his style is pragmatic, which Sun Liren admires. The two have the same background of studying abroad, and the topics are relatively wide, and they talk speculatively.

Song Ziwen liked this young officer very much, he was vigorous and knowledgeable, very different from the vulgar warriors (warlords) who filled the country.

Wang Yaqiao saw something, and he didn't break it, and when he saw that the matter was done, he left first to deal with the things of the Axe Gang.

Wang Gang Leader is now a Shenlong who can't see the end of the head, a busy man, and has a bigger goal, but he actually doesn't look down on the acres and cents of land on the beach.

Well, the underworld also needs to be transformed in time, and Wang Yaqiao was originally a scholar, in this chaotic thought, there are always some ideals, compared to the ruffian Huang Jinrong (dead), Du Yuesheng and others naturally have a higher vision!

Song Ziwen was concerned about the affairs of the Anhui militia group, not only generously provided materials, but also secretly inspected them.

After the Republic of China, Xu Jingren, a wealthy businessman in Shanghai, returned to his hometown to invest in iron ore, and set up a mine in the uninhabited barren mountains and mountains, and founded two iron ore companies of Fumin and Limin, which were later merged into Fumin Iron Ore Company and served as the general manager.

However, the Ma'anshan iron ore mine has not yet been developed on a large scale, let alone a large steel base in China in the future, but the preliminary geological investigation has long been completed, and the report is locked in Song Ziwen's safe.

The reason is very simple, Xu Jingren is a person from Meihua Company! After Lin Yimin and Song Ziwen "co-opted" Zhang Jian's family, they also "co-opted" Xu Jingren, who had a close relationship with the Zhang family and had served as Zhang Jian's deputy in Nantong Industrial Company, Dasheng Yarn Factory and other companies. The Welfare Iron Ore Company also naturally fell into the hands of the Meihua Company.

After Lin Yimin and Song Ziwen discussed, they were not in a hurry to develop the Ma'anshan iron mine, so as not to attract the attention of others. However, there were quite a few Japanese spies killed by the South China Intelligence Department in Ma'anshan, because Xu Jingren had previously sold iron ore to Japanese businessman Xiao Chai.

In order to prevent Japanese companies from obtaining iron ore from overseas, the iron ore controlled by the Meihua Company will never be sold to Japanese companies, Song Ziwen knows this very well, and after secretly discussing with Xu Jingren, Xu Jingren also agreed.

So, a year ago, a gang of bandits attacked the mining area of the Welfare Folk Iron Ore Company, and in the name of self-defense, the Anhui militia took control of the Ma'anshan area.

"The effect of self-writing and self-directing is not bad, but Ziwen, it's a pity that Ma'anshan Iron Mine is buried underground for a long time."

Coming down from the mining area, Xu Jingren said to Song Ziwen with emotion. Without strong government support, it would be difficult to develop the Ma'anshan iron ore mine, and at the same time, it would be necessary to guard against the covetousness of foreign powers.

"It's coming! Xu Lao. In the past few years, haven't we already touched Ma'anshan thoroughly? Song Ziwen comforted.

Seeing that Xu Jingren was still a little lost, he said: "In the future, we will build Ma'anshan into a steel base like Wuhan Industrial Group, and this burden may fall on you, Old Xu." ”

"Really?" Xu Jingren became excited, and Song Ziwen painted a big cake for him.

"Of course." Song Ziwen nodded. added in mind. "The premise is that Ma'anshan is our territory!"

The main purpose of Song Ziwen's trip was to see a quiet training base in Gushan, where the Anhui militia came out of the remote mining area and drilled headlong into Gushan.

"There are more than a thousand officers and soldiers here. Combat experience is inferior to the regular army in the North Seas, but we have the advantage of equipment and morale. Sun Liren said with some pride.

The officers who came back from Nanhua were so good that they were good at training a good army in the jungle. This has been proven by the battle for the founding of the state in South China.

"Good job! If you need help, just send me a telegram! Song Ziwen patted Sun Liren on the shoulder, unabashedly admiring him. Although he didn't know the soldiers, he vaguely felt that this militia group should do a lot.

The next day, Song Ziwen left Ma'anshan and continued to return to Wuhan, where he started, and how to protect the Wuhan Industrial Group in the upcoming war became a headache for him.

"Mr. Liu, you are embarrassing me!"

Song Ziwen had just arrived in Wuhan. Liu Chengen, the general manager of the Hanyang Arsenal, came to the door. Well, the Hanyang Arsenal needed steel from the Wuhan Industrial Group (formerly known as the Hanyang Iron Works), but the seamless steel pipe business for making guns was controlled by Song Ziwen. Although Wuhan Industrial Group has a strong production capacity. However, it will not provide relevant technology to the Hanyang Arsenal. The supply of seamless steel pipes is also very stingy.

"Alas! For the sake of our friendship, can't Mr. Song help? Liu Chengen said with a frown. I'm embarrassed. Because the debts owed by the arsenal to the other party have not been repaid.

Song Ziwen has a close relationship with those people in the south, and Liu Chengen probably knows some of it, in the past few years, watching the rails of the iron factory being sent to the south one by one, he is envious.

Wu Peifu built his own arsenal in Luoyang, Henan, and invested a lot of manpower and material resources in the Luoyang Arsenal, and paid less attention to the Hanyang Arsenal.

Perhaps, this one in front of you is a good nurse, right?

Liu Chengen suddenly came up with this idea, if the Hanyang Arsenal was merged into the Wuhan Industrial Group, the situation would be very different.

Song Ziwen did not give a promise after all, the steel in the warehouse of Wuhan Industrial Group was either sent out in advance or transferred elsewhere, in short, it would not fall into the hands of the enemy.

The smoke is billowing and the blast furnaces on the edge of the Yangtze River are clustered, which is a grand sight.

Song Ziwen felt surging every time he saw it, and felt that his heart was hot, and muttered: "I hope to get through it safely this time, otherwise I can't keep this foundation by relying on a factory guard of just a few hundred people." ”

At this moment, how he longed for the army of the south to come at once!

Although the Guangzhou government released rumors of the Northern Expedition, there was no official confirmation, and it just kept creating public opinion.

Guangzhou seems to be more lively, the people are not panicking, the night markets of teahouses scattered in the streets and alleys are still hot, and the local factory owners are more likely to discuss the "refugees" pouring in from other provinces at their gatherings.

Recently, there has been a lot of orders from factories, and many people are planning to expand the scale and bring in labor and capital from other provinces.

Situ Nan sat in the market, listening to the discussions of the obese factory owners, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Let's go!" Situ Nan whispered to the bitter-faced man beside him.

Soon after returning to Guangzhou, the Taoist chief of Absinthe appeared in front of Situ Nan like a shadow, but the Taoist chief took off his Taoist robe and could not see the shadow of the fooling Taoist priest on the streets of the United States at all. The only thing that has not changed is the bitterness on his face, the bitter appearance with a hint of compassion still does not change.

Back home, the two began to discuss the situation.

"Dao Chief, how is the situation in Fujian?" Situ Nan asked.

"Sun Wen's people are pinched with Sun Chuanfang, and Li Houji is a waste, and he has long lost control of Fujian. Qi Xieyuan and Lu Yongxiang's people fought inseparably, the Shanghai-Nanjing Railway had been broken, and the foreign adults in Shanghai were secretly anxious, but the war did not affect Shanghai Tang, and they could still sit still. ”

Absinthe smiled, with a dog-eat-dog expression on his face.

He was satisfied with his new post as head of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and a large amount of information kept coming back from Shanghai. At the beginning, some of the people left by Situ Nan were incorporated into the Military Intelligence Bureau, and a special forces independent of the army was established in the Military Intelligence Bureau, but they were rarely revealed.

"It's okay for the Kuomintang and Sun Chuanfang to fight!" Situ Nan was a little surprised, but it made sense to think about it, with Sun Wen's unwilling to be lonely, he would definitely not let go of any opportunity.

The direct warlord Sun Chuanfang is a careerist who is super speculative, and has risen in the war between Jiangsu and Zhejiang in history, turning Qi Xieyuan, Lu Yongxiang and others around, and in just a few years, he has become a big warlord who dominates the five provinces in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River.

It's a pity that within two years, it was defeated by the Kuomintang's Northern Expedition.

"Sun Wen and Sun Chuanfang's death pinch seems to be very beneficial to us!" Situ Nan smiled, "But after all, I can't make any big waves." When we defeat Wu Peifu's forces in Central China, none of those guys in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River will be able to escape. ”

"That's right. It is worth noting that many of Sun Wen's gang were involved in the G-Party, and even Feng Yuxiang in the north was also connected to the G-Party, and according to intelligence, they were behind the Russians from the Far Eastern Republics. ”

Absinthe frowned and reported that the so-called Far Eastern Republic was a satellite state of Soviet Russia in the Far East, and that it had always been vigilant against the Soviet Union's vigorous import of revolution into China, and that Absinthe, which was influenced by Situ Nan, had been vigilant, and that a considerable part of the military intelligence agency's energy was spent on monitoring the G Party.

"Will it affect our plans?" Situ Nan asked, the G Party is the shadow in his heart, and he also knows that the root of the problem lies in the national conditions of poverty and oppression in the country, and they cannot be eliminated by force.

"Not really. Those people in our territory have been accused by me, and the intelligence shows that they are also secretly pushing our Northern Expedition! Once our forces are dispersed, the larger the territory, the lower the control power, which may be an opportunity for them. ”

Absinthe analyzed.

The G-Party organization is highly disciplined, and it is very difficult to break into them, but due to Situ Nan's reminder, the intelligence bureau, which has been prepared for a long time, has sent undercover agents to break into it from the beginning of the establishment of the G-party, and has obtained a lot of intelligence from it.

"The north will soon be in chaos, it is better to let them develop in the north, and we must not let them concentrate their energy on the south, so as not to interfere with our next industrial construction."

Situ Nan reminded. Secretly exhaled, he wants to play with fire, if the G Party is at ease to develop in the north, and the two sides can live in peace, he doesn't mind supporting the G Party, with them, if the Japanese army goes south in the future, it will definitely involve a lot of energy.

Relatively speaking, the poor and backward north is really the natural soil for the G Party, which is very suitable for their development, and in Situ Nan's plan, before World War II, it was unrealistic to unify the whole country.

"I know what to do." Absinthe nodded, and only he could understand Situ Nan's good intentions. His leadership of the Ministry of Intelligence is also Situ Nan's means to ensure that domestic forces do not escape from control.

"Feng Yuxiang may rebel against Wu Peifu, he may have an appointment with Zhang Zuolin. As soon as there is something in the north, we will strike decisively and use thunderous means to take Central China. ”

In the end, Situ Nan did not forget to tell Absinthe, there is no way, the reputation of the defective general in history is too great.

"Okay." Absinthe nodded, deeply convinced.

However, after Guangzhou sent the news of the Northern Expedition, Sun Wen's group changed their attitude. There is a tendency for a ceasefire in the fighting on the front lines. Absinthe added.

"No one is stupid. Greed must match strength in order to succeed, otherwise-" Situ Nan shook his head and said lightly.

Hearing the sound of the car outside, Song Meiling came back, and he greeted him with a smile.

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