On the morning of April 12.

Teacher Yang Jie called, he set off for Soviet Russia, this trip is very low-key, there are not many people to see him off, mainly old friends.

Leng Feng wanted to see him off, but Yang Jie refused, he had not yet made a public appearance, so it was not suitable to appear at the scene of the send-off, but he sent Zhang Fengxiang over and gave him a leather coat that was anti-freeze and cold-proof.

Yang Jie is definitely a little valuable, he is used to living a simple life, such a precious leather coat, his salary can't buy this one for a few years.

However, when he heard that it was the spoils of captured Japanese troops, he gladly accepted it.

In the envy of everyone, Yang Jie took his entourage and stepped on the southbound train.

Cong Hu's move went very smoothly, and the old couple didn't have much luggage, just some rare books, this old man was completely different from Leng Feng's dream, one article and one martial arts, and he went to two extremes.

Although the old man is a senator, although he receives a meager salary, he does not need to be on duty, as long as he reports every few days, and he doesn't even need to go in person, just send someone to say it.

Most of this Zhejiang region has fallen, and they basically have nothing to do now, and Leng Feng doesn't want the old man to show his face outside, which will increase his danger.

It's good that the elderly are willing to do their studies at home.

Leng Feng wanted to take a look, but there were so many things that he couldn't be busy at all, he was busy like this before he showed up, and when he showed up, it was estimated that there would be more things.

The main reason is that there are not many people available under his hands, Ju Youlin and Liao Sen are both in Garden Town, and they can't catch up for a while, and many things have to be handled by themselves.

"Feng, the person you asked me to inquire about last time is coming back soon, do you still want to invite him to honor the first division?" Wu Xiaoyun took a telegram and put it in front of Leng Feng.

"He's back from a trip to Europe?"

"Yes, I guess I want to come back and serve my country."

"When will I be back?"

"Since that incident, he's been traveling abroad, occasionally returning home, and has become almost a forgotten man, just in touch with a few old friends."

"You keep an eye on me, I'd like to see this person in person." Leng Feng said.

"By the way, there's another thing, I don't know if you're interested in hearing it?" Wu Xiaoyun walked to the door, but came back and asked.

"What's the matter?"

"In order to vacate the barracks for us, but there are 5,000 wounded soldiers and no one wants them, ask us if they want to, if they want, they will be temporarily incorporated into our troops, if not, they can only be sent to other places." Wu Xiaoyun said.

"Five thousand wounded soldiers, where did they come from?" Leng Feng said in surprise.

"Tax Police Corps."

"Wounded soldiers of the Tax Police Corps?" Leng Feng took a breath in shock, this is comparable to the troops of the three main German armor divisions, who is so lacking in heart, I don't know the treasure of these wounded soldiers, this injury is healed, all of them are veterans, veterans are priceless treasures!

"Yes, after the Battle of Songhu, the Tax Police Corps suffered heavy losses, and the rest of the Tax Police Corps was reorganized by Gu Mosan in the Third War Zone and organized as the 40th Division, and the five thousand wounded soldiers were abandoned after the reorganization, if it weren't for Song Ziwen, it is estimated that the tree would have been scattered long ago."

nodded calmly, he had the impression that these 5,000 wounded soldiers were not disbanded, but were reorganized, and after the reorganization, they also participated in the Battle of Wuhan, which was the new 38th Division that became famous all over the world!

This army must be caught, Leng Feng's fist couldn't help but tighten, five thousand veterans, or the elite of a hundred battles, if he misses it, he will hate himself for the rest of his life.

At present, the 5,000 wounded soldiers are not in pain from their grandmother and not loved by their uncle, and General Sun, who was ordered to reorganize in danger, does not know whether he is still recuperating in Hong Kong or has returned to China.

If it is 5,000 intact veterans, then it is estimated that everyone will fight for it, but the wounded soldiers are different, not to mention how many of them can return to the battlefield, this recuperation and food and drink is a large expense.

It turned out that the old Song family held the financial power, and this little expense was naturally drizzle, but now that Confucius Ziyuan is in charge, no matter how rich the old Song is, he does not dare to pay out of his pocket to support the army, which is a taboo thing.

Lao Jiang will not let him go if he is the first one, even if it is an uncle, this kind of thing is not negotiable.

Lao Song didn't privately transfer troops to the north to prepare to support the Northeast War of Resistance, but as a result, Lao Jiang was not stopped, so the two had a big quarrel.

If Lao Song hadn't been Lao Jiang's brother-in-law, he probably wouldn't have known to go to the ground to enjoy the shade.

The tax police corps was then also controlled by Lao Jiang, but after all, the tax police corps was made by Lao Song, so he has been on guard, and now he finally found an opportunity to annex and dismember the tax police corps.

Lao Song also knows that playing politics, he really can't play Lao Jiang, not to mention the military, the officers of the tax police corps are all officers who have returned from studying in the United States, although these people are not low in intelligence, but their emotional intelligence is generally not high, and there is absolutely nothing to say about fighting.

Lao Song is also a little politically ambitious, and after the tax police corps was crippled by Lao Jiang, he vented his anger.

However, he can still take care of this army that he built with his own hands, after all, his status as old as Song is not bad.

This group of wounded soldiers is now no longer established, and the number of the tax police corps has long been gone, and if it is disbanded on the spot, it is easy to have an accident.

Most of these wounded soldiers came from the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions, and now the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions are already occupied areas, even if they are paid a little severance pay, they are estimated that they will not be able to go back.

"Are they still living in the camp?"

"Yes, they were asked to move out within a time limit, but they didn't tell them where to move, so we can't interfere in this matter." Wu Xiaoyun said.

"In this way, I'll deal with it, you go and call Lao Zhang, I have something to tell him." Leng Feng gritted his teeth, with five thousand wounded soldiers, he naturally would not let go, and Sun Zhongren, who was known as the "Rommel of the East", could not let go either.

This person must be taken!

"Okay." Wu Xiaoyun's eyes flickered twice, nodded and went out.

About five minutes later, Zhang Fengxiang knocked on the door and came in, and this guy was like a fish in water after arriving in Wuhan: "Shizuo is looking for me?" ”

Leng Feng looked at his meticulously combed hair, stood up, smiled, and beckoned, "Lao Zhang, sit." ”

Seeing that Leng Feng personally took tea leaves to make tea for him, he hurriedly walked over: "Master, let's come." ”

Leng Feng smiled slightly, and did not stop it.

"Master, drink tea, be careful of burning."

"There's something I want to do for me, but I can't say I told you to do it, you know?" Leng Feng blew the foam on the tea.

"Master, you say, you say, you let me do anything, as long as I don't kill people and set fires."

"Do you think I'm going to let you do those illegal things?"

"That's not it, you're an upright, selfless and bright person."

"Don't wear a top hat for me, do you know that there are 5,000 wounded soldiers in the barracks allocated to us above?" Leng Feng asked.

"I know, those are all wounded soldiers of the Tax Police Corps, and they have lived for a while, it is really a bit miserable, they have to eat or drink, many soldiers have not been treated in time, and there are not a few recurrences of this old injury." Zhang Fengxiang sighed.

"What's the matter, even if no one wants the wounded soldiers of the Tax Police Corps, it won't fall to such a point, right?" Leng Feng was surprised, it seemed that the situation was worse than he expected.

But the worse these wounded soldiers are, the more they can keep them.

"If Minister Song is here, it's not enough, this Minister Song didn't go to the United States to fight for American aid, wouldn't there be no one to take care of these wounded soldiers?"

"I see." Leng Feng nodded, he somewhat understood the dilemma of these wounded soldiers, that Huang army commander dared to do this, it is estimated that in addition to Gu Mosan's support, there was also Lao Jiang's acquiescence.

Lao Jiang didn't want his brother-in-law to pull up the tax police corps again, this was a division and dismemberment, and when the mountains and rivers were exhausted, he would come forward again, give his brother-in-law a face, and let people integrate the five thousand wounded soldiers, so that Lao Song was grateful to him Lao Jiang.

Tall!

It is estimated that they did not expect that they would be interested in these 5,000 wounded soldiers, this hole is not exploited that is a fool, 5,000 wounded soldiers, after the injury is recuperated, it is a veteran, this value is great, in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War, after the consumption of several major wars, what is lacking is veterans.

These veterans are all baby bumps, and I don't know what the battle of Xuzhou will be, with these five thousand veterans, this is one more backhand.

"The division is interested in five thousand wounded soldiers?" Zhang Fengxiang is now Leng Feng's confidant, although his character was not good in the past, but now it is different.

"I want to get these 5,000 wounded soldiers into the 1st Division of Honor, what do you think?"

"This is the wounded soldier of the Tax Police Corps......"

"Is the number of the Tax Police Corps still there?"

"In name only."

"You ...... like this" Leng Feng beckoned and whispered in Zhang Fengxiang's ear.

"Master, it's not good to do this, if you can't get it right, you will track it down, but you will lose your head." Zhang Fengxiang is a spirit.

"What are you afraid of, the sky is falling, and there are tall people on top, if you do this well, I will remember you a lot!" Leng Feng snorted coldly.

"Within three days, you've got this done for me."

"Master, it's not difficult to do this, but the news can't be hidden." Zhang Fengxiang said.

"If you can't hide it, you won't hide it, once the location of these wounded soldiers is determined above, then it will be difficult for us to take advantage of the loopholes." Leng Feng said, "My troops are about to move in, the barracks haven't been vacated yet, everyone is in the army, I will find a way to solve it myself, is there still a mistake, is it difficult to wait for you all to solve it, my troops will not be able to enter the station?" ”

"Master, I understand, I'll do my best."

"Let it go, if something happens, I'll bear it." Leng Feng patted Zhang Fengxiang on the shoulder.

"Okay, with the words of the teacher, I will let it go!" A hint of excitement flashed in Zhang Fengxiang's eyes.

"Without further ado, you go now, this matter should be sooner rather than later, inform our car company to be on standby, how many are there today, how much to pull!" Leng Feng is also resolute in doing things, not to mention that this matter really can't be delayed, after all, it is not many days before the first division of honor is stationed.

In no more than three days, the 1st Division of Honor will be officially ordered to be stationed in the barracks of Hanyang and Hankow.

(To be continued.) )