Chapter 270: Nothing is appropriate

Song Zheyuan's move has a profound meaning, in order to regain power in Pingjin in the future and clear the hidden obstacles, or to complete the smooth transfer of military and political power in North China and eliminate internal hidden dangers, perhaps both.

However, this calculation can be a dangerous move, a little careless, North China is at least the Pingjin region, will fall into extreme chaos, in addition, the Japanese have heavy troops, eyeing the tiger, Pingjin has changed the sky, it is possible.

Song Zheyuan was obviously prepared, and it can be seen from the fact that he gave orders to officers at all levels of the 29th Army alone, as long as the army is not chaotic, let him be in the east, west, north and south, and is not afraid, with an independent division and the 29th Army by his side, how big a wave can those ambitious people make, unless the Japanese themselves handle the sword and go into battle shirtless, that is another matter.

Tang Qiuli was reluctant to speculate too much, he was concerned about the details of Song Zheyuan's assassination, and the turmoil in the military and political circles caused by this incident.

Shanhu sent a telegram again, detailing Song Zheyuan's assassination, in the evening, Song Zheyuan returned to the mansion from the garrison headquarters, since Tang Qiuli surrounded the Japanese in Xiaowutai Mountain, his car, has been followed many times, this abnormal situation, caused his personal internal guard, the independent division, the special guard soldiers to be highly vigilant, the Japanese want to attack the Song army commander.

In fact, after receiving the order of the intelligence department of the Japanese garrison in North China, the Japanese secret service in Beiping made several assassination plans against Song Zheyuan, and the most simple means was to shoot Song Zheyuan on the street, and it could also warn the anti-Japanese forces in Pingjin that they would oppose the Japanese Empire, and this would be the end.

However, several sets of plans prepared failed, especially the assassination plan on the street, there was no possibility of implementation at all, Song Zheyuan went in and out, including his mansion, there were heavy protection, at least two companies of troops, and personal guards, and the car was also specially modified, which was very different from his usual light car.

On the contrary, it was the secret service that was too obvious, which aroused the suspicion of the newly arrived inspector of inspection, Mei Ting, and as a result, Mei Ting designed and damaged more than a dozen experienced secret agents.

This trump card is one of the most top-secret personnel of the Japanese army's Beiping secret service, only a few high-ranking officials know about it, it turned out to be ready to start the war in North China, and it was used before it was used, and the head of the secret service was very distressed, this latent agent was laid by him with great effort and four years ago, and he originally wanted to play a greater role, but now, for the sake of a mixed-race guy, he had to start it in advance.

Song Zheyuan has a habit of drinking a cup of tea after dinner, usually the maid Wu Ma takes care of this matter, today Wu Ma according to the custom, send tea inside, the attendant adjutant came over, it just so happened that there was something in the house to call Wu Ma, this attendant adjutant, just for Wu Ma to do this work, Wu Ma is also very grateful to this young man who likes people.

After the attendant adjutant sent tea, he quietly withdrew, this adjutant's surname is Chang, he has been with Song Zheyuan for more than four years, he is the child of an old friend of his, this young man, smart and clever, modest and polite, people in the Song Mansion like him very much.

Song Zheyuan is also very easy to use, usually takes care of his daily life, follows him out, and regards him as a confidant, Song Zheyuan picked up the tea bowl and was about to drink, but was stopped by the captain of the special guard.

Since coming to Song Zheyuan's side, the soldiers of the special guards, keeping in mind the orders of the division commander, have worked in three shifts 24 hours a day, and there have never been less than ten people around Song Zheyuan.

Before the permanent adjutant left the room, the captain of the special guard detachment seemed to see a murderous intent in his gaze, this was purely a feeling, a kind of professional sensitivity that had been engaged in this kind of work for a long time, he took out professional equipment, tested the tea, and sure enough, it contained a highly toxic substance, and it was a kind of poison that would not attack at the time, and had a delaying effect, quietly invaded the human body, and by the time the onset of the disease, it was already incurable.

Seeing the test results, Song Zheyuan was frightened into a cold sweat, a look of pain flashed in his eyes, Adjutant Chang has followed him for many years, he almost regarded this friend's son as the same as his son and nephew, and wanted to experience a few years of training by his side, let him go out to lead troops to fight, make meritorious contributions, and live up to the trust of his old friends.

Song Zheyuan can completely conclude that this must be a conspiracy of the Japanese, and the special guards want to take the soldiers to arrest this permanent adjutant, but Song Zheyuan stopped him, he thought about it for a long time, and probably when the poison attacked, he decided to take advantage of this opportunity to play a big show.

In the early hours of the morning, there was a sudden chaos in the Song Mansion, and the news that Song Zheyuan was poisoned and his life was in danger quickly spread in the house.

Taking advantage of the panic, a black shadow quietly slipped out of the house and walked towards a stalled car, this black shadow was the poisoned permanent adjutant, he saw Song Zheyuan being sent to the hospital with his own eyes, and the house was in chaos, so he took the opportunity to slip away, knowing that the task had been completed, and was in a hurry to go to the master to receive the merit.

If something so big happens, it's a fool not to leave, and after tracking it down, it won't take three minutes to determine that you are the murderer of the poison, and if you stay here, you won't be able to see the sun tomorrow.

His actions all fell in the eyes of the soldiers of the Special Guards, the three of them got out of the car and muttered a few words of Japanese, and one guy went to report the good news by phone, and the soldiers of the Special Guards quietly surrounded them, intending to capture them all alive.

It was worthy of a specially trained Japanese spy, who felt that something was wrong, and opened fire, and one of the fighters was shot in the chest and seriously wounded, and the fighters fired back, killing three on the spot, including the permanent adjutant, and the fierce gunfire echoed in the sky over Beiping at midnight.

The Japanese spy who called on the phone, also shot to resist arrest, was shot in the thigh, when the soldiers grabbed him, this guy bit his left collar sideways, the soldiers are all experts, knowing that he wanted to take poison to commit suicide, they took off his chin and hooked it at once.

Mei Ting rushed to hear the news and felt a heavy responsibility, the highest military and political chief in North China, was assassinated in Beiping, in some respects, it was she, who was in charge of public security in Beiping, and the chief of the inspection department of the garrison headquarters was derelict in her duties, she did not dare to hide it, and immediately reported the situation to Tang Qiuli.

Mei Ting even made the decision to accept any punishment, Tang Qiuli's telegram, there was no blame or anger, the whole article was about how to deal with this emergency arrangement, which surprised Mei Ting, in **, there was such a big incident, the boss was busy shirking responsibility, exculpating himself, and finding a scapegoat, not to mention, he did have responsibility, Mei Ting, who was used to seeing this practice, didn't know how to be good, and there was a strange feeling in her heart, which was quietly flowing.

Later, Shanhu felt the hospital, he didn't receive a report from his subordinates, knew that Song Zheyuan was fine, in the ward, he saw Song Zheyuan who was safe and sound, and looked at him calmly, Song Zheyuan knew that Shanhu was Tang Qiuli's henchman, so he told Shanhu his thoughts, and entrusted him to send a telegram, and was told by his own idea Tang Qiuli, and the two sides acted according to the plan, and Tang Qiuli also knew the truth of the incident.

The night of unrest, finally passed, the sun sprinkled all over the land of North China, the 26th year of the Republic of China (1936) June 28, the 13th day of May in the year of the lunar calendar, sunny, no wind, the temperature is slightly higher, the weather is fine, the emperor is cloudy, the yin is rushing to the west, the main culprit, everything is not appropriate, avoid traveling, vainly use swords, play mahjong, pick up girls, the siege of the battlefield of Xiaowutai Mountain, has reached the eighth day.

The reconnaissance unit reported that the Japanese Yamaguchi Brigade was still 50 miles away from the Dongling Mountain and Kongdong line, and Tang Qiuli ordered the troops to enter the position, and in front of the position, set up a large sign, which was written in Chinese and Japanese characters, that military exercises were being held here, and that in order to test the actual combat capability of the troops, the exercises used live ammunition, and passers-by and armed personnel must stay at the sentry post and wait for the end of the exercise before they can pass, otherwise they will bear the consequences.

The meaning is obvious, this road is not passable, we have this exercise, play really, all use real guys, if you don't have long eyes, you have to go to death, then there is no way, anyway, guns, shells are not long-eyed, let alone unreasonable, do not recognize you as a noble citizen of the Japanese Empire, don't be aggrieved when you go to Lord Yama, blame yourself for your lack of heart.

This is prepared by Tang Qiuli for the Yamaguchi Brigade, I want to go over, and when I finish cleaning up those Japanese and bandits who are half starved to death, then say, if you rush to collect the corpses for them, see how I feel, military exercises, that is a military forbidden area.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, on the battlefield of Xiaowutai Mountain, the independent division besieged the position of the troops, and the soldiers had just finished breakfast and rested very comfortably.

Compared with the bandits and the Japanese in the encirclement, the current life of the soldiers is simply in heaven, the logistics supply of the independent division, in the squadron at that time, was absolutely the best, all kinds of staple and sideline foods changed tricks, with each other, the soldiers felt a little sorry for the division commander, eating such a good meal, nothing happened all day, holding back their hands and itching, just looking at the ditch, the aisle was shaking those people who were not human, ghosts and ghosts, for a little food, the head broke the blood.

In the past few days, the bandits have put forward several waves of representatives, asking to meet with the supreme commander to discuss the matter of surrender, and the attitude of the bandits is very sincere, confessing to the crime of attacking the escort troops of the independent division before, and asking the military lords to spare us poor people

It's all the Japanese who set up rice behind their backs and come up with bad ideas, especially the guy named Badarhu, who forced us to fight against the independent division with a gun, we are all good bandits, very professional ethics and professional ethics, such as robbery, we all gave the robbed people that time, leaving a few pennies, afraid that they would starve.

At the point where it is today, it is all done by the Japanese, if the military masters are too lazy to start, our brothers will screw off the heads of the Japanese, vent their anger for the military masters, and show our intentions, or it will be a pass.

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