In March 1935, the Volunteer Army of Hualian Component officially followed in Baoding and across the city from the puppet Manchukuo, which was entrenched in the three eastern provinces. Between the two was the old capital of the previous dynasty, Beijing, which was trembling among the two giants.

"China-Japan Goodwill"

"China and Japan are Eastern countries with the same slimness and the cornerstone of the Greater East Asia Co-prosperity Circle"

After a fight, the ** central government and the Japanese government staged a drama full of peace and laughter. A month ago, Jiang Ruiyuan, chairman of the Military Commission of the ** Central Committee, personally delivered a speech, promoting the traditional friendship between China and Japan in a high-profile manner, calling on the people to restore their rationality and strive for the early arrival of peace.

Squatting in the toilet, holding a cigarette in his mouth to do a big thing, Zhou Zhihao looked squintingly, swept the official newspaper published by the ** Party in boredom, and sneered disdainfully: "Peace?"

This is just that the evil wolf found that the food was not easy to swallow, and turned to wait for a better opportunity to accumulate strength. As long as human beings are still alive, there is no peace. The collision of countries, nations, religions, and beliefs is the reason for war. Right and wrong have no meaning at all. Justice is just a late pity that will only come after killing.

Zhou Zhihao stood up and walked out. The newspaper was randomly discarded in the trash can. The word "peace" is really frivolous.

The three divisions of the Volunteer Army are currently mainly stationed in Zhuozhou, which is located in the central part of Hebei Province and southwest of Beijing. It is located in the Beijing, Tianjin and Bao triangle area. The urban area is 55 kilometers away from Beijing, 150 kilometers away from Tianjin, and 78 kilometers away from Baoding in the south. It has unique location advantages and its geological structure belongs to the Taihang Mountain Flood Impact Fan.

The terrain here is flat, fertile soil, rich in water conservancy, geothermal and sand and stone resources. It was known as "Yuyan fertile soil" and "Du Kang fertile". From the very beginning, Hualian has focused on this place, and occupied the entire town with a very tough attitude. It is currently implementing military control.

"Please obey the central government's arrangements and suspend military operations."

Ignoring the noise in my ears, Lin Hu trimmed his nails as if nothing had happened, occasionally spreading his palms and stretching his arms to appreciate the fruits of labor, with a very comfortable and easy-going expression.

This is a leisurely and relaxing picture of daily life. If you ignore the sign of the military headquarters office and the liaison officer in front of Lin Hu, the well-suited ** Army liaison officer in front of Lin Hu.

"What kind of volunteer army are you? How can you ignore the military orders of the Commission? I order you to withdraw from this defense zone immediately to avoid a bigger international dispute between China and Japan."

Seeing that Lin Hu was still unmoved, he had never even left his damn nails. The noble Central Commissioner, who had never suffered such a bird's breath, leaned forward, put his arms tightly on the desk in front of Lin Hu, and with a loud noise, the roar of the commissioner: "You will regret it, I must make you pay the price."

Bang

He threw the office door hard, and the commissioner left the office of the commander-in-chief of the Volunteer Army with a red face and rushed out in a hurry. When he came outside the military camp, he looked back fiercely, and his mood became harsh and irritable because of the huge humiliation.

Zhou Zhihao kicked open the office door with a gangster look on his face, and suffered such rude treatment twice within an hour. The door and the exterior wall made a silence and murmurs, complaining about the rudeness of the visitors.

"Hey, what's wrong with your kid from the ** Party? I saw him crying and leaving. You won't snatch someone's candied haws, right?" He carelessly rotated the high-end mahogany bench, held his hands on the back of the chair, squinted his eyes and teased what had happened just now, and he was still holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"I have said so many times. Please knock on the door first when you come in." At this time, Lin Hu finally finished cutting his nails and holding the report. He didn't look at Zhou Zhihao, who was lazy, but continued: "Also, this is my office, please don't smoke."

"Yes, yes, I understand." He raised his right hand and bounced the ashes casually. Zhou Zhihao seemed to be nothing and continued to suck. His eyes were half-closed, as if he had not woken up, but his eyes were deep and clear. The man like a cheetah, even though he was posing in a lazy posture, was still a murderous carnivore full of murderous aura.

"There are more and more flies in the party. Are these clowns now involved in politics? They are waving their tails to the Japanese and begging for mercy, but they dare to be domineering at us. They really can't understand the situation." After teasing each other, Lin Hu also talked about the serious matters.

It turns out that today's so-called spokesperson of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs came to order the volunteer army to withdraw from the current defense zone in the name of the central government. The relationship with the Japanese army is one reason, but I'm afraid it's more of Zhang Hanqing's dissatisfaction.

"It shouldn't be someone sent by the central government. Jiang Ruiyuan wants our army to fight against Japan here." After sucking the last big breath of smoke, Zhou Zhihao took his finger and bounced the remaining cigarette butts into the ashtray two meters away accurately.

He stood up and stretched his waist, then continued to say: "The Northeast Army is very dissatisfied with our actions. It seems that Mr. Zhang can't sit still."

"Don't pay attention to these people. We just need to do our own things well, especially you, Ah Hao, I hope you don't do extra things." At this point, the conversation was coming to an end. Looking at Zhou Zhihao's expression, Lin Hu also warned in a serious tone.

"Yeah, I'm a good soldier who abides by the law." He waved his hand and left a lazy back for Lin Hu who was smiling bitterly. As for Zhou Zhihao himself, he had left the office directly.

"What a weird guy who can't figure it out, but it's still interesting to do this." Standing in front of the blinds, Lin Hu carried his left hand on his back and his right hand with his stubborn chin, constantly matte, as if he had remembered something very interesting, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Lin Hu knew a little bit about Zhou Zhihao's true identity, but he didn't delve into it. He just wanted to be a real soldier, and other things were not something he was willing to interfere.

"Sir Mo Xiong"

"Oh, it's you, Shafeng"

In the military camp, two familiar people met unexpectedly. Wang Junfeng, who was once tortured by Mo Xiong in the recruit training camp, was unexpectedly intimate when he saw the former instructor.

"Sergeant, have you also participated in the Volunteer Army?" Wang Junfeng was indeed overjoyed at this time. It was really a joy to be able to meet familiar people in the same army.

"Well, even you young people have rushed to the front line. How can I sit at home and listen to the radio?" I laughed heartily, my burly and sturdy body like a bear, shaking its strong muscles in the laughter. This is a commander who can make people feel trustworthy.

"Okay, OK, I'm going to start work too. Today will be very busy." After chatting for a while, Mo Xiong wanted to say goodbye.

Wang Junfeng, who happened to be free, was very curious about the "work" in Mo Xiong's mouth. He looked excited and expectant: "Sergeant, have you obtained the permission to go to the war? Are you going to fight the Japanese?"

"What are you fighting the Japanese? Today is the day to set up a street stall. This is a very important task for our volunteer soldiers." Mo Xiong interrupted Wang Junfeng's curiosity and turned around to leave. He was really busy today, and there were still many weapons not being moved out of the warehouse.

"Setting up a street stall? A very important job?" Wang Junfeng's heart was full of questions. In order to get the answer, he caught up with Mo Xiong's leaving figure and shouted loudly: "Sergeant, please wait for me and let me help and talk to me about this matter."

The armory in the barracks is located in a top area, with high alert and high vigilance on the watchtower tower of ten meters high. There are soldiers who control Gatling's electronic machine guns. Anyone who wants to break into this place will probably be torn to pieces by this terrifying force.

Mo Xiong skillfully drove a medium-sized truck with a load of two tons and was heading towards the Armory. Because he had a pass, the two of them naturally passed the level.

"Hey, Old Lu" Mo Xiong got out of the car and greeted the administrator who was responsible for registering the ordnance entry and exit warehouse. The other party was in his forties, thin and despicable, and his small eyes were round and round in his deep eye sockets.

"Hey, why did the Chuk Bear change a helper today?" Seeing that Wang Junfeng's face was a little awkward, Old Lu also asked casually, holding the registration book in his hand: "You know the rules, sign the contract first, then pick up the goods, and check it at the end."

"Well, it's all the same rules, I know." After taking the pen handed over by Lao Lu, Mo Xiong signed his name on the document, and then with the guidance of another warehouse management assistant, he took the goods he needed. With the help of a forklift, the goods were quickly loaded onto the truck.

Wang Junfeng stood aside and had no chance to help. He looked around and found that the armory was very large. There were even flat roads inside connecting warehouses in various subdistricts, and there were also many vehicles entering and leaving. Like Mo Xiong, he extracted various military supplies from the warehouse, loaded them in trucks before transporting them out.

After saying goodbye to Lao Lu, the two of them got into the truck and left here. In the passenger seat, Wang Junfeng couldn't help but ask: "Sergeant, what kind of goods are these?"

"The old twenty-shot Enfield rifle, 60mm caliber ultra-light mortar, and our army's favorite "fire fist" is the best seller now. Customers like this kind of versatile rocket launcher, and they are very enthusiastic about ordering." The warrior who walked out of the sea of ​​blood was now like a kind convenience store owner, introducing his goods with a comfortable mood.

However, Wang Junfeng was still surprised. You should know that the above products are not health foods or children's toys, but they are military weapons with very strict control.

"The Military Department allows us to sell these things privately?" Wang Junfeng came to his senses and kept asking the whole story.

"Allow? This matter itself was decided by the military headquarters. Do you really think we are here to fight? Oh, in fact, the war is certain, but not now." Turning the steering wheel and then stepping on the brakes, Mo Xiong parked the car on an open ground near the extension in the military camp.

"What's going on?" Wang Junfeng couldn't accept the information he heard for a while. He really couldn't figure out what was going on.

"The old bolt-pull rifles are still in production, and there were many troops replaced in the past. Now, even local armed police are reluctant to equip such old weapons, so it is still a good extra income for the army to be sold here."

"Don't they buy assault rifles? The performance of Enfield rifles is so behind, why are there anyone buying them? Don't they dislike them?" Wang Junfeng is not very familiar with areas outside the Hualian, so he thought that the military level of all parts of the country was similar to that of the Chinese army.

"Disgusted? The price of assault rifles is twenty times that of this Enfield rifle. The consumption of ammunition is a big problem. The poor cannot afford it. They only buy a few support scenes occasionally and save more money. The 'fire fist' and 60mm mortars are the weapons they need most urgently."

During training, Wang Junfeng also saw the power of the mortar and agreed with it. Although he had never seen the mighty posture of "Fire Fist" in actual combat, it must have his own characteristics as compared to the 60mm mortar.

The 60mm mortar is an important and effective infantry weapon. Using this weapon, soldiers can destroy the enemy's attack on the frontier of the company and weaken the enemy's defense. As a curved weapon, its use is relatively complicated, but professionally trained gunners can completely drive the shells over their companions' heads toward the enemy at close range.

"It's true that in addition to selling weapons, we also have many sergeants who are responsible for providing technical guidance to the anti-Japanese armed forces in need. We help them train and reorganize the troops and form stronger combat power. Through weapons stores, we have a good reputation in this area, and many forces have friendly relations with us."

Compared to Mo Xiong's simplicity, Wang Junfeng thought more. He was not just a shy recruit. He had professional knowledge and a smart mind, and his perseverance was hidden under his honest appearance. He saw a longer-term strategy for the weapon store.

The Hualian did not want to engage in a head-on battle with the Japanese army here, but cultivated regional armed forces. These scattered forces were all formed by local residents, and they moved closer to the Hualian because they were dissatisfied with the Japanese invasion and the weakness of the central government.

And once we form a dependence on Hualian in weapon logistics, it will be difficult to break away in the future. Now that a good cooperative relationship has been established, Hualian really needs to form a general trend in the future, and people who come to rely on and surrender will definitely be in a constant stream.

Even if they are all ambitions, they must achieve results if they want to buy Hualian's weapons. The weapons store here also implements the authority value setting. If they do not fight with the Japanese or puppet troops, they do not even have the qualifications to enter the weapons store.

The one who traded with Mo Xiong was Song Zheyuan, the former leader of the Northwest Army. His team was a more active army that resisted Japan, so he obtained a higher order share.

The car was parked at a stall marked "zero three", and a special small forklift came to unload the goods. One by one, wooden boxes were unloaded from the carriage, and the other party was neatly in the shed.

Four steel columns, large square asbestos tiles on their heads, built into a simple shed. Mainly considering the sunshade, it is not a pleasant thing to expose yourself to the sun for a long time.

At this moment, the operation of the store also began. On the distant avenue, many men in military uniforms rode military horses entered the venue one after another. They all had identity certificates and were inspected by the soldiers on duty outside the camp gate. They were not afraid of anyone making trouble here in the important areas of the military camp.

"Haha, our customer is here, Shafeng, we need to treat it well." Seeing these strange figures in different clothes, Mo Xiong seemed very happy and enthusiastic.

Standing far away, Wang Junfeng watched Mo Xiong hug one of the tall and burly men, Xiong, both of whom were heroic. What made Wang Junfeng even more strange was that the subsequent carriages and mule carts, these old transport tools, had been completely eliminated by the Chinese army.

But here, most of the simple transport convoys he saw were such simple transport vehicles, and ragged coachmen driving carts.

"How is it? It's going well in the first half of the month. I saw the report sent by the General Staff. Brother Song, you are killing all over the world outside the pass, and you are famous."

It turned out that this man was Song Zheyuan, who was kind and determined, and was a serious soldier. But in front of Mo Xiong, he still seemed relaxed and easy-going. Although this man was not dressed, he is now a second-level general of the ** Army, serving as the commander of the Pingjin Garrison, the director of the Hebei-Chapatial Appeasement, the chairman of the Hebei-Chapatial Government Affairs Committee and the chairman of the Hebei Provincial Government.

The power of defense in the area of ​​Tianjin in Peking and was very high. Although he was a subordinate of Feng Huanzhang before, he now nominally changed his submission to Zhang Hanqing. In fact, he has launched an armed separatist area in Pingjin, which is considered to be the master of his own country.

On his round and honest face, his two beards were flat under his high nose. He struggled to maintain his hard work in North China, and he was rampant in the Japanese invaders, the fall of the Northeast, and the silent Nanjing. Under the severe form of insufficient troops in the 29th Army, he insisted on national justice and resisted the Japanese invasion of the south.

The 29th Army had participated in the Central Plains War with Feng Huanzhang, a slave from the ninth surname. Jiang Ruiyuan and the ** Party Central Committee must not be very welcome to such an "informed" army.

The military pay was arrears and the weapons logistics were almost zero. Moreover, Jiang Ruiyuan's army training had not been completed yet, so he himself did not want a full-scale conflict with Japan too early. Therefore, it was inevitable to suppress the anti-Japanese sentiment of Song Zheyuan and the 29th Army. He even sent people to urge him many times to threaten the suspension of the payment of food and wages.

Needless to say, many local private armed forces would have been. If it weren't for the Chinese army's support, many would have died quickly in the arduous struggle. In the original history, Hongmen relied on the assistance of the Soviet Union to win over these local tyrants in the north, and finally able to fully occupy the north after the victory of the War of Resistance Against Japan.

The ** Party, which established its capital in Jinling, was unable to withstand such a general trend because of its weakness after the war, and was defeated all the way and retreated to Taiwan. However, due to the strong intervention of the Hualian League, Hongmen no longer had this opportunity to rise, and even the Soviet Union would be unable to protect itself.

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