Speculators of the Republic of China 3, Text of Speculators of the Republic of China Part 3 Bloody War of Resistance Chapter 11 Confronting the Heavenly Queue Section 2 Confusing Tokyo (17)

Zhuang Jihua's last order was that the commander of the theater was to be moved to Shanhaiguan. Deputy Chief of Staff Gong Chu led some staff and guards to Shanhaiguan first (high-quality texts are first released, all within %).

After the order was issued, Zhuang Jihua did not stay in the war room, which was different from the past. In the past, as long as the battle was not over, Zhuang Jihua rarely left the war room and ate and slept in the war room. However, during this Northeast Battle, he only went to the war room every morning to listen to the war situation report. Most of the time, he did not issue an order.

Not only Zhuang Jihua, but Xu Zuyi did not stay in the war room all the time. He came a while earlier than Zhuang Jihua every day and walked a while later than him. On the contrary, He Wei was the core of the war room. He was nominally the director of the War Department, but Zhuang Jihua gave him great power to allow some combat orders on his behalf, but the appointment and removal of officers must be obtained from his consent.

Everyone didn't understand why Zhuang Jihua gave He Wei such great power. As a rebel general of GCD, he was the only one in the country who was valued and trusted so much.

After Zhuang Jihua left the war room, Stilwell left soon. Xu Zuyi and He Wei were still discussing how to adjust the combat sequence. The staff sent two more telegrams. After Xu Zuyi saw it, he smiled bitterly and handed it to He Wei. After reading it, He Wei shook his head. The telegram was from Lu Ruishan and Xia Yanglin. Both of them made a request - to participate in the war.

"What did the commander think?" He Wei asked: "Now that Jinzhou has been taken down, why are these two troops still here? Should they let them go to Jinzhou, or Shanhaiguan can do it?"

Xu Zuyi shook his head in a calm state: "Since the commander didn't say it just now, it means he hasn't thought about it yet, so wait."

He Wei nodded. Xia Yanglin and Lu Ruishan are recognized as Zhuang Jihua's direct descendants. In such a battle, Zhuang Jihua will never forget them. He Wei and Xu Zuyi both knew Zhuang Jihua's plan, but now this plan has been abandoned, and the two armies have no need to stay near Qinhuangdao anymore.

"Call back, let them be less anxious." Xu Zuyi ordered the officer who was standing aside, and then continued to discuss with He Wei.

Zhuang Jihua did not go back to his office. He met Feng Gui outside the yard. So he went out with him to spread the village (high-quality text first, all in %). After the war zone headquarters moved to Tangshan, Feng Gui almost never went out. He was a relatively leisurely person in the headquarters. He would spread and rest around the village every morning. He hid under the shade of trees in the morning and took a nap at his hometown, and either drank tea and chatted with the reporters. Otherwise, he would play chess with others, and he would be on vacation.

The summer sun locks the villagers at home, and two old dogs stick out their tongues under the shade of the tree. They lay listlessly on the ground, and cicadas hide among the green leaves, making boring screams.

On the road, patrolling guards and jeeps passed by and the army arrived. Some things were added to the village, such as the watermelon stall at the entrance of the village. There were dozens of green watermelons piled on the stalls. On the wooden board in front of the stall owner, there were more than a dozen cut watermelons, and the red flesh was soaked in the juice, which was particularly attractive.

When passing by the watermelon stall, Zhuang Jihua sold a watermelon and asked the stall owner to cut it open, but the stall owner did not cut it. Instead, he turned around and picked up a large one from the bucket next to it and placed it on the wooden board.

"Sir, this has been soaked for more than half an hour. The water is well water. If you take a bite, you will be able to eliminate any heat."

Zhuang Jihua nodded happily. The boss picked up the watermelon knife and cut it open quickly. The boss did not boast. As soon as the watermelon cracked, the juice flowed out and soon flowed all over the floor on the wooden board.

"Sir, try it. My grandfather's melon is civilized far and wide, not bragging. At that time, my grandfather ordered my melon to be asked for my family."

Seeing the boss's complacent look, Zhuang Jihua laughed and said with a smile: "Will this emperor be gone? Will it affect your business?"

"That's not much," said the boss: "The emperor doesn't give much money. Besides, he should respect the eunuchs in the palace. Otherwise, if something happens, it will harm the whole family."

Zhuang Jihua nodded calmly, picked up a piece of watermelon and started biting it. Wu Ziniu Feng Gui and the guards accompanying each took a piece of melon and ate it. Zhuang Jihua took a few bites, and the enthusiasm on his body was slightly relieved, and his mood suddenly felt much more relaxed. He praised with satisfaction: "Boss, your melon is really good. Boss, how many melons do you have? I want ten thousand."

Although he knew that the person in front of him was a commander, he didn't expect that he would have such a courage. He would have to open his mouth and for a moment, the boss was stunned. Seeing that he did not answer, Zhuang Jihua asked, "Why, there are not so many?"

"My family definitely doesn't have that many," the boss was very honest: "There are quite a lot of people in this area. Sir, please ease me for a few days. I'll tell everyone that there must be so many."

"That's good, that's good," Zhuang Jihua smiled and said, "Wu Ziniu, let the guard brigade junket officer come here later and talk to the boss, and ensure that every two soldiers has a watermelon (high-quality text first, all in %)."

"Yes." Wu Ziniu's answer was very simple. He did not call Zhuang Jihua's official title. This was stipulated in the confidentiality manual formulated by Wang Xiaoshan.

Feng Gui ate slowly and politely. After Zhuang Jihua and the others finished eating, he had only eaten half of it, spit out a few melon seeds, wiped the juice from his mouth and said: "The melons in the north are much sweeter than those in the south. There is too much rain in the south."

"Isn't that?" Zhuang Jihua replied with a smile: "But, in terms of summer, it's better than in Chongqing, Guangdong. Chongqing is like a steamer, stuffed inside, and it's hard to breathe even if you want to take a breath."

The two chatted for a few moments, and Zhuang Jihua turned around and asked the stall owner if there were any soldiers who bought melons and didn’t pay for money. The boss now knew that Zhuang Jihua must be a powerful officer. He was still immersed in the sudden big business and thought about finding enough sources of goods. He did not hear Zhuang Jihua’s question. Zhuang Jihua asked again, and then he realized, and then happily told Zhuang Jihua that these soldiers were very regular and did not pay for money when they bought melons.

"….. I have lived for decades. I have seen General Zhang's soldiers, General Wu's soldiers, Shanxi soldiers, and those Japanese and puppet soldiers who have been killed in the sky. We are the most benevolent and righteous. We will fight the Japanese without any ambiguity and help the people do things......"

The boss was muttering, Zhuang Jihua felt very comfortable when he heard it. Feng Gui laughed in his heart. The unfinished area of ​​the war zone is the guards of the theater command. Everyone knows that Zhuang Jihua is extremely strict in governing the army, so who dares to do things harming the people under his nose?

This kind of harm to the people is difficult to ban the military, especially the more than one million troops, the Military Law Department of the War Zone before the war, and shot six soldiers with serious circumstances. Zhuang Jihua also specially asked the Political Department to lead an ideological education movement to carry out military discipline education.

After leaving the watermelon stall and leaving the village, his pace slowly accelerated. When they arrived at the woods, the two of them slowed down. Feng Gui took off his coat, hung it on the branch, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. Zhuang Jihua also took off his military coat and hung it aside. Several guards quickly dispersed and monitored the surroundings.

"Has Huang Mingcheng returned?" Zhuang Jihua asked.

"No," Feng Gui is not at all free now. He is holding a veil in his left hand and wiping his paper fan in his right hand. "In the way of Yan'an, they will not abide by the agreement. As soon as the Eighth Route Army entered Shanxi, they seized Luliang Mountain, Wutai Mountain, and Hengshan Mountain. I read some of their documents and I have to admire MZD's foresight. If they had not seized these three points, they would have been blocked in one place."

Feng Gui is now increasingly involved in Zhuang Jihua's core affairs. Zhuang Jihua also handed over the dealings with GCD to him. Gong Xiuhua now turns his attention to the internal, assisting Li Zhilong in drawing cadres from various places and forming a large number of working teams. After the restoration of the Northeast, each county will have to dispatch a working team, so hundreds of working teams must be formed, and the work is extremely heavy.

Another senior manager of the theater command, Lanjiang, assisted Lanyundong to rectify Jidong. After Lanyundong became the security commander of Jidong, he implemented reserve services throughout the district, and things were also complicated.

Zhuang Jihua still feels that he is short of staff, especially those who can stand alone. He has a few people in his hands, but he dare not let go.

"According to this, they will have another place in Nanman." Zhuang Jihua frowned, and a dark cloud appeared on his face.

"I guess it will," Feng Gui put down the paper fan, twisted the handkerchief, and then spread it on the tree roots next to it: "You forgot that during the Battle of North China, they sent at least two troops into the Northeast. One of them should be appearing in Jixi, and the other one?"

Zhuang Jihua remained silent. In his heart, he admitted that Feng Gui was right. He had concluded that the strategy after the Yan'an war was based on war. From this perspective, if they were also this strategy in the Northeast, it would be not enough to have North Manchuria alone. Otherwise, once the war broke out, the Kuomintang army would be full of force toward North Manchuria. Their only 100,000 troops in the Northeast would not be able to stop them. They must occupy another area in South Manchuria to restrain the Kuomintang army.

But in Zhuang Jihua's view, this move was a destruction of their agreement. Nan Manchuria, whether it is Benxi Anshan or Tonghua Linjiang, will be a major transportation route to North Korea in the future.

North Korea will be closely related to Northeast security in the future, and China must be able to influence North Korea.

"Brother Wuchang, next time he meets Huang Mingcheng, he must be firm in his attitude and tell them that they must abide by the agreement, otherwise, this will seriously affect our cooperation in the future. At the same time, he will inform Mr. Deng of this issue and let him negotiate with Zhou En in Chongqing."

Feng Gu nodded: "Okay, Yan'an has no big problem. The problem with Xiong Shihui is important in the Cultural Revolution. Jinzhou, Heilongjiang will be restored. The conflict between us and Xiong Shihui will intensify. I heard that he has issued many letters of appointment, and many county magistrates have been appointed."

Zhuang Jihua was a little surprised. He didn't understand the situation yet. Wang Xiaoshan had already begun to penetrate Xiong Shihui's gear, but he had not been able to penetrate completely. Xiong Shihui was also very alert. The core department only used the people he brought from Chongqing and Wuhan.

"I thought about the Cultural Revolution for a long time. Xiong Shihui is always a trouble for us. I think we should defeat him." Feng Gu looked at Zhuang Jihua and suggested very seriously. (To be continued)

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